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Party Song
01:55
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party up and party down, Party side to side
the neighbors will all hate our guts as we party through the night
we’re gonna tear this mother up, it’ll be one hell of a sight
we’re gonna do it for the beastie boys who died to give us the right
party and don’t stop
party like it’s all you know like there aint no other way
party like you don’t care what other people think or say
party loud and party proud, drink and fuck and dance
party like you never have, party till you shit your pants.
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2. |
40 oz.
01:20
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40 Oz cuz fuck being sober
40 Oz for when the show is over
40 Oz to save my fucking sanity
40 Oz cuz fuck humanity and fuck you
I need a 40 Oz that’s what I want most, I need some alcohol pour it down my throat
40 Oz don’t give a shit
40 Oz never quits
40 Oz will ruin your life
40 Oz will fuck your wife
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Fuck trump
Ommpa lommpa coward billionaire piece of shit
grab her by the pussy man you make me fucking sick
hey Donald trump, hey fuck you
your racist sexist fans and you can all die and fuck off
Writers Block
Writers block, head is fried, all my motivations died
why can’t I see what’s in front of me what’s dying to get out
blank page mocking me, do I have nothing left to say?
If that’s true and the fire is gone why the fuck do I feel this way?
I’m so worthless, the words won’t come to me
I’m bumming out I got writers block and its fucking killing me
Evict Us
I’m gonna pay my rent in fun gonna throw a party invite everyone
I’m going to fucking drink all night and if the cops come ill start a fight
not gonna be another victim, not gonna let those bastards evict us
I got a notice the other day they’re coming to take my box away
the neighbors say I fucking smell I sit on my stoop and I say go to hell.
now I live in a garbage can on sesame street I do the best I can,
I lost my job I lost my couch, the neighborhood kids call me Oscar the grouch
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4. |
Hope
02:00
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we might get kicked out of here
we may have been kicked out of there
we might run out of beer
but we will persevere
no future worries no haunting past just a feeling that we hope, we hope it always lasts
A toast for everyone who’s died
cheers to everyone who tries
beers for those who live free
this shit means the world to me
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5. |
Idiocracy
01:30
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mountain dew, above ground pools, a dunce cap and some drool
you can’t tell if your beer is cold if the mountains are not blue
to me it’s no surprise you can see it in our eyes
I’ll take my mcstupid with extra ignorance and lies
so gimmie gimmie more tv shows like jersey shore
stupid things like pregnant teens to keep me pacified and bored
why learn to pick a battle when I’d rather pick my nose
would someone please think for me I think thinking fucking blows
don’t add don’t multiply, lets subtract and lets divide
lets pick and choose the walls we want then demonize the other side
if I have to consider others what’s the point of unity,
I much prefer the bliss of this idiocracy.
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W.A.L.B.
02:07
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Help me I’m feeling bad, somebody hold my hand
I got offended and I feel sad
go to the internet, go to my tumbler page
start a boycott to ban the words you say
it’s not a day care it’s the real world dude,
you’re not entitled to have people not fuck with you
so get a grip, come to terms with reality
fuck thought control, fuck you and fuck P.C
go hang out at the nest, conform like all the rest
behind computer screens you all think that you’re the best
you asshole have no nerve, fuck all you stupid nerds
what kind of pussy gets hurt by fucking words
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7. |
Sick Boy
01:23
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I’m a sick boy in a clean clean world
they gave me a remedy that only made me hurl
so I looked in the mirror and I saw I can’t be cured
so I opted to abuse myself until that image blurred
gimmie drugs gimmie booze gimmie what I need to loose
tell me that I’m worthless it doesn’t really matter
it’s my life to live and it’s my life to waste
I’m gonna do what I want it doesn’t matter anyway
all the healthy people are afraid of dirt and germs
they avoid my touch they’re afraid my virus burns
their sterile lives wont stave off their decay
they still think they’ll make it out alive, no fucking way
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Lies
02:19
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the lie to make a dollar at the cost of human life
guaranteed non-addictive, OxyContin was prescribed
for all and any pain they said they were unaware
of how addicting it all was, bullshit they didn’t care
so pharma lied to doctors and the doctors lied to us
by the time we were the wiser we were already fucked
pain, crime, death, the lies they sold to us
so now were playing catch up in a game already done
a generation of us lost and these fucking scumbags won
addictions and infliction not denial of a self
we need to help these people, their lives are living hell
funny how the pills made the pain even worse
a caduceus adorns the side of that hearse
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9. |
Close
01:06
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There’s eternity in the moments we share
escape from the maw of despair
even now my heart still burns their
there’s eternity in the moments we share
everlasting
never passing
keep these moments
close
we don’t love like we hate we don’t trust like we fear
we ask how we got here but not how to escape
we need to find strength to look past this narrow gait
understand there’s no fate worse than when we fade away
so we write these songs
we make out art
we dance from the heart
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10. |
Shut Up and Dance
01:20
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Folded arms
sullen frowns
you think your dreads are a golden crown
you conversate
moan and piss
that’s time you waste
and fun you miss
no one
wants to play
for the judging dead
shut the fuck up and dance.
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Fucksake Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
A three piece hardcore punk outfit from Philadelphia. Creating music that’s fast, catchy, and a little absurd. We got a style that’s reminiscent of the 90s hardcore and a little thrash with perspectives that are entirely unique. We’re here telling the stories that matter to us the best way we know how, and we’re having a hell of a good time doing it. ... more
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