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Gutter Phoenix
00:56
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Work. Network. It's the only way to get ahead.
Talk. Small talk. Can't take the risk I might offend.
Drop. Name drop. Gain status based on who I've met.
Trophy wife. Don't love her; treat her like a pet.
Reach for the brass ring.
Golf. Play golf. I hate the game but have to play.
Smile. Fake smile. Phony face on full display.
Clubs. Join clubs. Get drunk with a higher class.
Present myself so the big dogs can come sniff my ass.
Reach for the brass ring.
I'm not sure who I am. I don't know what I believe.
My whole life has been an act, one long attempt to achieve.
Now that I'm at the top I'm just an empty shell.
I don't have any real friends. My life's a living hell.
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2. |
Internet Libertarian
01:36
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The government won't stop keeping me down
In my mom's basement, underground
They're afraid of my wisdom, so profound
Wanna seize my kingdom, steal my crown
I'm an internet libertarian
Jerking off to jpgs of Ayn Rand
Internet libertarian
Spew vitriol while typing with one hand
Why won't the sheeple open their eyes?
The only noble truth is free enterprise
When the rich are taxed, freedom dies
Infrastructure makes John Galt cry
I'm an internet libertarian
Jerking off to jpgs of Ayn Rand
Internet libertarian
Spew vitriol while typing with one hand
Fuck you, I got mine
I'm a producer not a taker and what's mine is all that's right
Fuck you, I got mine
My rights supersede yours 'cause they're mine mine mine mine mine. Mine. Mine....
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3. |
Truth Is
01:44
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A know-it-all jerk at my workplace
Thought he was a genius, rubbed it in my face
His knowledge of facts didn't make him smart
He needed his comeuppance and that's my art
Next day at the office, I spread some facts
Told him clowns are exempt from paying sales tax
Said he didn't believe me; I said "Wanna bet?"
"Let's look it up on the internet."
I was proven right by the media
My "fact" was verified by Wikipedia
Of course it was a lie, but I had no fear
I knew what it would say ‘cause I typed it there
The truth is what I say
It's fun to alter history
Make the past the way I want it to be
Link sources that don't help my case
No one digs deeper to evaluate
Manipulating facts is easy work
Winning bets with lazy folks is just a perk
They just want easy answers from authorities
Accept the word of anyone claiming expertise
The truth is what I say
Goes to show some people trust anything they read
Magic words; simple answers to life’s great mysteries
I have no agenda beyond pulling gullible chains
Those who do control the ones without curious brains
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4. |
Garbage Man
01:24
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Trenchcoat wrapped around my ample belly
Fedora perched atop my greasy hair
Havn't showered, or shaved my neck in ages
I'm a peacock on the prowl, ladies beware
I'm such a nice guy, why won't m'lady love me?
I held a door open, why won't she sleep with me?
She needs to learn her place in the hierarchy
Gonna go home and clop to My Little Pony
I've cracked the code that controls the females
Pick up artists know what ladies like
Why won't she submit to my techniques?
Friendzoned again, an insult to men's rights
I'm such a nice guy, why won't m'lady love me?
I held the door open, why won't she sleep with me?
She needs to learn her place in the hierarchy
Gonna go home and clop to My Little Pony
M'lady, m'lady, m'lady, m'lady, m'lady - I'm a garbage man
Kino and negging and drugging and begging - I'm a garbage man
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5. |
The McCarthy Era
01:21
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My child is too precious to poison with vaccines
I saw they cause autism on a misspelled Facebook meme
Don't hit me with your arguments about herd immunity
I'd rather trust in hearsay from crypto-celebrities
Those scientists with facts and knowledge
Teaching lies to kids at college
Claim vaccines prevent disease
Terrorize me with their expertise
Don't bother me with data or scientific evidence
Scientists are stupid 'cause they lack my common sense
The strength of good intentions is my baby's best defense
Kids only get diseases when they're born to bad parents
Those scientists with facts and knowledge
Teaching lies to kids at college
Claim vaccines prevent disease
Terrorize me with their expertise
Prevention is a gamble
My faith in fate is pure
My kid contracted polio
Nothing that they can’t endure
Scientists are useless
Common sense will surely find a cure
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6. |
The Blame Game
01:42
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Born into a loving family
They worked hard to give me everything
Accepted me unconditionally
How do I express my angst?
Got nothing to rebel against
Always there for me, yet gave me space
Affectionate in any case
Allowed to grow at my own pace
How do I express my angst?
Got nothing to rebel against
My life is too perfect and it makes me so damn mad
It's filled with opportunities handed to me and I blame my mom and dad
Free to be who I want to be
Cursed with opportunity
I deserve your sympathy
How do I express my angst?
Got nothing to rebel against
Other's lives are filled with drama
I'm so jealous of their trauma
My life is boring. Thanks, Obama
How do I express my angst?
Got nothing to rebel against
My life is too perfect and it makes me so damn mad
It's filled with opportunities handed to me and I blame my mom and dad
I have no passion or direction
Never had to struggle or play the game
If I fail to succeed it's all my fault
I need somewhere else to place the blame
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7. |
Strange Bedfellows
01:16
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My love is so strong that
I’m willing to destroy her
Tear her down to ruins
To rebuild her in my image
She is my country
She needs to be the way she used to be
Live up to my nostalgic fantasy
A perfect time of virgin purity
My love is so strong that
I can’t help but lash out
I do it to correct her
She really should be flattered
She is my country
She needs to be the way she used to be
Live up to my nostalgic fantasy
A perfect time of virgin purity
Where is she getting these ideas?
Who has she been talking to?
I need to teach her some respect
Beat her red, white, black and blue
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8. |
The Happy Architect
01:14
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One night so depressed and lonely
I decided to end my life
Walked to the edge of the Golden Gate
Climbed the rail and prepared to dive
An angel appeared at my side
And showed me the reaction if I died
Nobody cared, no one was sad
Made me feel far worse than I had
Realized I was pathetic
I deserved no sympathy
I had been a terrible person
All my problems were caused by me
But there was so much I could do
If I could overcome my self-important views
I've never been a victim; I've been blessed
I’m the architect of my own happiness
One day so depressed and lonely
I decided to change my life
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9. |
Old At Heart
01:23
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When I was seventeen I was so angry at the world
Hated school, felt hopeless and had trouble getting girls
I had no direction in my life or for my rage
Became a condescending prick acting older than my age
This music saved my life
Gave me answers, made me feel smart
This music wrecked my life
Taken too far, it made me old at heart
Mouthpiece of pretension telling others how to act
Too dumb to comprehend the shades of gray in every fact
Idealistic dogma made me cynical and mean
Wasted my potential trying to fit into a scene
This music saved my life
Gave me answers, made me feel smart
This music wrecked my life
Taken too far, it made me old at heart
Life is short, embrace it while you can
Slow down and enjoy it, don't become a bitter man
Laugh at everything
Don't lose your sense of humor or you'll end up just like me
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10. |
Water World
01:54
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My desert lawn is drying out
The government claims drought
Want me to pay a hefty price
To keep my front yard green and nice
It’s a liberal conspiracy
They use water to control me
Weather satellites steal the rain
So the rich can brew their French champagne
The public water system is filled with socialist bureaucracies
Live off my taxes while they moisten their own pockets with high fees
I wish I had the clout to corporatize public utilities
Big business does it better; the government is dumb
Six-tenths of my body
Owned by illuminati
A plot to steal my rights away
They control 60 percent of me
Sharing is in fashion
Now they want to ration
Dehydrate me with iron fists
I thought we’d beat the communists
I don’t want to take a chance to drink the water doled out by the man
Fluoridated poison meant to steal my mind and make me join their clan
Instead I just drink soda. No recycling; I have a master plan
Gonna take those empty bottles and build an island for myself
My floating fortress sails the seas, no one can tell me what to do
I eat the fish that bob beside me in the slick of Mountain Dew
I drink the rain and watch for pirates; my scurvy worsens every day
But I finally have my freedom, so it’s a tiny price to pay
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11. |
Lucky Day
00:46
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I've bet my life savings all over the nation
I am a master of stock speculation
Pick lotto numbers with luck algorithms
Name me a game and I've got a system
It’s my lucky day
Count cards at casinos far from the main strip
Down at the dog track; I've got a hot tip
Base bets on boxers on characteristics
I've run the numbers, I’ve read the statistics
It’s my lucky day
Spent all my money on too many sure things
Hiding out from loan sharks threatening to break my knees
Not the lucky break I'd hoped for, but I guess I can't complain
Even if my luck is bad, it’s still my lucky day
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