One can only wonder What the first song was like Did it have a sound? Did it have a genre? Did it reference Tijuana? Was the first song good or was it shit? It's hard to imagine it being huge without a chart to hit...

I woke up late again today I haven't got all day I can't find my shoes, on no Well, fuck it anyway Oh no no Oh no no no no no (no no) Oh no no (no no no) My train broke down again I'm in nowhere, shit! the latest crap pop single Is a goddamn motherfucking hit! Oh no no (no no no) Oh no no no (no no no) No no no no (no no no) Oh no. no. no. no. no.

There is nothing good to look forward to Tumors of existence growing larger with age The human being-cliff fall off Drop like a pond stone into winter months There is nothing good to look forward to Tumors of existence growing larger with age Black head and missing eyes I was at the ocean bottom then the ocean dried (3x) 40 miles off into stomping feet 20 years pounding out a system (2x) It goes on 'till a time "never" What is muscle below skin but a practicing sever?

Everything must come to pass What is lost is broken glass If one should dwell too much on the past Don't be surprised if you draw blood Insects and moths release You have such frivolous beliefs Rapture, follow, feeling, fall, and freedom All is standard all is all Positivity is fleeting as in the poor Come back down to Earth Home sweet home - kiss the floor It's fine my head is in space no more Everything will die one day Even rubber soles must meet their end Na nana nan nana na na etc.

What's the sound of an airplane crash when it's filled with expectant mothers? Is it real insanity or just the result of head injury? Know you must earn privilege of reason, chew the cancer of ignorance 'till the whole thing falls off. I haven't learned a single thing From the vomit crap That they pass off as fact What is a mind worm? But fatal to the muscle that it's digging through Turn it off, tear it out, turn it off and tear it out Turn it off tear, tear it out, turn it off. Hold my hand 'till it goes limp upon release. Devotion to a fake world, which I still fear so much. I've just become a stilted soup ladle - deal a coup - crash my fucking airplane. Burn it all - ground around it's land. The pressure on my head - malignant piecemeal stroke Snorting up a diet coke - toss off all exploding duds. Pull the quarter out of the path of the sun. Turn it off, tear it out, turn it off and tear it out (etc)

My footprints lead to nowhere They're swallowed up in the swell And in my nostrils - low-tide smell I stroll on - on to nothing And the sea an awful scene How can I - oh how can I do it? Lose myself on a straight path? Am I zoned out on oceanic wrath?

Language tangle 5 teaspoons bleeding Foreign sounding words Create misinterpretations Burn your dictionary so you can join the elite Who find beauty in Vowels being set to flame Big cat is still alone Just two three letter words

No one wants to hear a teenager's lyrics It comes with the territory If you're 16 Don't write another line No one wants to hear A teenager's whine Shut up And it's a shame 'Cuz I take the time Do not listen Do no listen to me whine Oh boo hoo.

There is no happy here There is no fucking happy here I'm just miserable And I'll take the others with me.

Hey there, I'm here to sell you some high quality grills. Don't buy one? now listen son, I'll punch yr' fucking lights out. (George mother-'effin Foreman)

My house gets really empty And my couch yields such appeal Need a girlfriend or a kitty To keep me sweet company Bounce up and down Then into the oven With AHHHHHHHHHHH! We burn up an old tepid world Human trampoline in my backyard He grins when I look at him Me and my kitty go up down The neighbors look at me weird My kitty left me And then she came back With a hot girlfriend Who just left me cold.

My time has gone behind my back While I was not looking I'm sick of my waiting, I'll do it right now But wait - there's something over there There's something coming to me... What the hell is being "an adult???" Never needing management, oh no. In time things seem to happen on their own But I hate these hands on the clock If I had no time, I'd do nothing at all (2x)

I love you deeply - I want to see How you'd fare in New Jersey Where the sky is greener And the grass is only in the air Gone are goodness - nice and clean In comes pollution, filth, and bad dreams We are going to New Jersey Crack our lungs in the biting air Another sketchy-ass state fair We are going to New Jersey We are going to the shores of South Jersey Braindead fucking guidos shooting shit down on the pier Ugly people and ugly minds I think I'll cut the ties that bind Smog so thick - cut with a knife This is not my kind of life They say if you live in Jersey, you can live anywhere But that's not the kind of philosophy I like We are going to New Jersey Crack our lungs in the biting air Another sketchy-ass state fair We are going to New Jersey We are going to the shores of Jersey Braindead fucking guidos shooting shit down on the pier Take a swim, scrape off the slime, another shit life.

I'm black and blue With a bloody nose There's bruises on my back And it's all your fault Now I'm bed ridden With muscles all sore I've got polyps in my throat And imaginary pain in my pores Because of you I'm black and bloo

Stayin' up at night I'm doin' my homework Leave me alone man Leave me alone Stay away from hell, dude Don't say that word I fucked up my work Did it way too late Now I'm pissed “What was I thinking man?” “What did I think?” Never say the “H” word Don't say it aloud dude Too much HW Late at night Spanked by satan In 5th period math Don't say hell It's not a nice word “But it's where I am” Oh never mind that Just keeping working You son of a fuck Doing my homework Way too late Make it stop make it stop

Kindle, Prindle Let out a sigh Tounge is cut think I know why Kindle, Prindle Bluff at sea She won't ever let it be

They kept the cows inside the fence Kept them all denoted with a small bell around their neck Their owners keep them all secure Held up - so they draw a steady profit There is feeding time, and milking time, and feeding time And all the time cows are chewing cud But they don't know That they're owned They don't even what property is They must be transgressives (Cow jingle!!!!) They've got a cow named Shannon He wears a hat and moos the loudest And no one will coop him for the beef And no one will coop him for the milk And no one will coop for a power trip He rules the fields and farmers too And around his thick neck he has a bell And it makes noise when he walks by It's his way of saying; "Yeah, I'm the shit." And he's got a bell and jingles Bother farmers with the noise (Cow jingle!!!!!) Cow jingle! It's his way of saying; "I'm the shit!" He's the only one who's free!

I'm Santa motherfucker And the bitches give me the presents I make the naughty I make the nice And it's gon' be me who gonna judge that And it's the elves who gon' decide what's Gonna be under the tree when the fuckin' day comes I'm Santa motherfucker

Everything to be said has been writ, or spoke, or something of the sort Everything that I've made has been done in a whole lot better way Grown up ignorant, a false twinkle in my eye I fancied all as pi in the sky But 12 Grapes couldn't get me anything at all

I don't even mean Or at least not anymore Put on my most defeated face This is fucking out of passion A steam death full of Deadened hot air How far down can my eyes sink Before they roll backwards into my head? (Into my-my head into bababa etc.)

I am the boy who is the government's pet I've been so good now I'm every politician's friend At my good behavior rate I'll be in the white house soon But not all that I did is seen by all Until I get my blog up once more And everybody loves when I post the info That everybody feels but have no proof to speak And no one suspects that the bridge troll is me And I've been trading secret files As a catalyst for conspiracy And I've been trading secret files As a catalyst for controversy And I'm at the library of congress In the section that needs a key Murky, dark, and it smells of caviar, cologne, and musky feet Something here strikes a nerve And I'll go follow the path - a great curve Towards where liberal hearts go squeamish And conservative hearts chew on tongues and fry And not one person suspects That I make the lawless And not one person suspects That it's me that's making the lawless rounds And no one suspects that that bridge troll is me And I've been trading secret files And giving light to what you can't see And I've been trading secret files As a catalyst for conspiracy And I've been trading secret files As a catalyst for controversy Undermine it, undermine it from the inside! ow do bad shit but they never get the proof that they *quite I've been trading secret files To expose the history of the GVT and the DNC and the RNC and ... all the other shit ... all the other acronyms. That people kn* need.

Put my blood filled needle Into the mouth of an unsure thing But there is a tiny chance It will come back as 15 fold Get fat, get fiscal minded, and old This is a made up consequence When one grabs too much It's just a seam in my dream That tears to gold and silver coins This is a made up consequence When one grabs too much Criminals of an Armani taste Gun brushing the teeth in my dreams Molotov apartment suite 48 flights - a beautiful sight Orange, white, red, burnt rolex He's dying - alright! It's just a seam in my dream That tears to gold and silver coins

You know why all clarinet players are girls??? If so, please tell it to me I don't know (3x) Wish I knew why all clarinet players are girls.

I feel so famous Up on that screen I'm on TV! My smiling face Fills up that HD I'm on TV! I'm rotting your soul And corroding this culture I'm on TV! You love it And you love me I'm on, I'm on TV.

All my sense go disconnect Frayed wires folly fully Listen to silence and scream - yeah That's just the way it is Put up transparent barbed wire fence And be assured there's no true romance Two-ton feeling Crushing crushing crushing Gravity and 4k Keeps me down, down, down Crushing! I'm crushed under a two-ton feeling Upward, plastered messy to the ceiling Desensitized by far Anesthetic through exposure Feel all caught out and scream - "I was just crushed now look at me!" Put me up! I'm rotted through And in love but no one ever knew Headaches are breaks underneath my head My skull is finally gone And out of repair But there is a little bit of brain left But that same brain is telling me that "I just don't think I care".

I'm sure that you didn't notice But the date you checked was incorrect I know now that you don't know The name you dropped did not pertain to our talk Now I know that you're just ignorant Waiting for the butter in the microwave to heat Waiting for the butter in the microwave to melt

You're not going anywhere Just stuck there were you are Blocked off at the clearing It's a dead end place in a dead end city You're not going anywhere Nothing to find, nothing will fare We're going out of the way Not much to see, nothing to say

You bore me too much with the things you do Bore me too much your girlfriend bores me too Sick of your clothes and incense too Sorry to say darling but we are through You weren't like this when we first met You were all neat, interesting, and yet Now I get what you are for Around me still to make me bore You bore me too much with the things you do Saying I do well I know that's true Waking up on the wrong side of the bed Never listening to what I said

You kill me all the time with your plates, and bowls, and frying pans Trip me up with expert placement - napkins feeding on the house pet And I should really die soon Doing time for overcooked Temperature I overlooked Die soon, soon enough GIMME SOUP & SPAGHETTI Hate that face - killing in the eyes Chewing tape reels & half baked flies I need a better dish than what I have here To combat my ever growing fears Gimme soup & spaghetti Or I'll die soon enough Gimme soup & spaghetti

Broad edge knife To the front of the trans amp Cut it like a fucking wrist With a pent up rage Just start stabbin' it like a motherfucker (SLASH UP YOUR AMP) Stabbin' it stabbin' it stabbin' it stabbin' it (SLASH UP YOUR AMP) Just start stabbin' it stabbin' it bladebahdebah etc (SLASH UP YOUR AMP) Get a messy tone Feed yourself back feedback I broke my amp And made it better Slash up that amp Just start stabbin' it like a motherfucker (SLASH UP YOUR AMP) Stabbin' it stabbin' it stabbin' it stabbin' it (SLASH UP YOUR AMP) stabbin' it stabbin' it bladebahdebah yab blah bahbdbh etc (SLASH UP YOUR AMP)

Why do you invade my dreams? Tear at the sides rip at the seams Crass so in your presence Has your subconscious mind met mind in sleep Gorgeousness torn - so fuck my belief Bosom, flaccid, tent born sleeping Is she real anymore or only fragments Of a months worn - swollen & sore? Understanding, yes, I build it myself Secretions don't hold when it's gilded gold Cast in thoughts of my own device She's not as she seems and I'm fooled again Yet she keeps me smiling on the 14 & the 10 How realistically that she folds Up & down & sideways On top of a dress - stomach caress Shoulders breach, arms do reach Onto anywhere that fingers can grasp Ms. minutest shadow - keep me warm Cuz I feel bruised and my tent is worn I'll hold this fantasy until I can Pluck up the gall and melt into your embrace again

What is the feeling of power cresting on the wake? What is a look that says depression’s through? Where do the legs end? Where does the stomach begin? How does free will go when we all claim autonomy? I’m still a victim of small pox on the brain That must be why I’m called spotty Just a stupid middle class kid In envy, in lust, in utero, in hate And the wires are still crossed to this day Goals and I we still have issues ‘Cause I feel them prodding at my back “Come on faggot, jump off of that cliff, Little teenage, fatalist, poser prick.” (you put the red into the … oh no, that’s not right…) You haven’t got the guts to go Wire cutter, whatever, this isn’t your show Just in empty defiance of what I can’t see Starting to hate gods but nature will accept me (if you cross these two…no wait, if you cut that one…then … oh jeez that’s not right … it’s confusing … uh … this is really trying me pretty hard) What is a scream when it’s muffled with strychnine What is the sound of a suicide? What are bloody wrists when we all rock the long sleeves? Were the wires precut or did just erode away? Heart filled with a patronizing anguish that I won’t deny for any damn reason Sure there must be more suffering I know But I’m sometimes surprised more people don’t wanna die

The mist is thick it's been for days now Spindle thin, my patience should wear But everyday I clean the house & hope so strong for your return I've had no love since - my heart is torn apart Though I'm broke at you arriving late Don't you worry your head about it I will wait as long as it takes I could call but leave no message on your phone The air is light and crystal clear let's spin the message 'cross the air And pick it up to keep up to date on why you are so late But the last call I made was sent to a phone that was only a meter away from here Meaning well has no meaning at all I hang up to run my hands across your waist I will wait as long as it takes Just don't take too long I'm patient but not that far