1. |
We're Fucked
02:21
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WE'RE FUCKED
by Troy R. Bennett and Dean Clegg
Stay off the streets, don’t go to the beach
Just sit on the can and tweet some tweets
Drink some bleach
‘Cause we’re fucked. We’re all fucked.
I’m fucked, you’re fucked.
He’s fucked, she’s fucked
We’re all fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,
Fuck, fucking, fucked
Lost my job, yeah got laid off
Went to work, guess I had a cough
Fuck that boss
Staring at screens, scrolling through memes
Try like hell to not smoke all your weed
Watching TV
It ain’t fair, ain’t going nowhere,
Playing Call of Duty in your underwear
Getting hard to care
Global warming, corporate greed
Another shit storm is, just what we need
While politicians screw us over again
Shit, this time it really looks like the end
I got no idea what we’re gonna do
But one thing’s clear and that is me and you…
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2. |
Day Drinking
02:48
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DAY DRINKING
by Troy R. Bennett
Day drinking, I got so much stress
Day drinking, I’m a fucking mess
Day drinking, I guess it’s better than pills
But if the virus don’t get me then the day drinking will
Get up in the morning, and turn on the news
Gets me upset, leaves me feeling confused
So I got to the fridge, and look for some booze
Some vodka and juice, I guess that’ll do
(except I ran out of o.j. like two weeks ago)
Gotta get me a buzz, before I can think
Got no insurance, ain’t got no shrink
The best I can do, is just sit here and drink
Till I forget everything, and then puke in the sink
Nap for a while, right around four
Wake up at six, then head out of the door
Get some beer and scratch tickets, down at the store
Then back to the couch, keep drinking some more
My whole friggin’ life has just come to a stop
Now I’m watching TV and the hands on the clock
Life is uncertain, and the future’s in doubt
If I’m lucky today, I’ll drink enough to blackout
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3. |
Shit for Brains
02:05
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SHIT FOR BRAINS
by Troy R. Bennett
Shit for brains, shit for brains
That asshole’s got shit for brains
He got shit for brains, shit for brains
That asshole’s got shit for brains
Shit for brains
Take away his microphone
Pack it up and send him home
‘Cause he’s got nothing there inside
But a heap of crap piled six feet high
Nothing there between his ears
But a shriveled turd ain’t used for years
Ain’t got one damn good to say
But he keeps on talking anyway
Dookies, deuces, tuds, mung
Cat shit, bat shit, bull shit, dung
He’s packed so full it’s flying out
Whenever he opens his fucking mouth
Got a mouth like and open sore
Same old crap you’ve heard before
Standing there will the cameras on
Taking a dump on the White House lawn
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4. |
Both Sides Now
03:22
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BOTH SIDES NOW
by Troy R. Bennett
It’s hard to find paper at the store these days
It’s all them hoarders and their hoarding ways
My own hundred rolls are blocking the door
So I can’t get out, baby, to look for some more (that’s why)
I’m using both sides now
It’s easy and I’ll show you how
Before you flush, take my advice
Flip ‘er over and take another swipe
I’m using both sides now
We gotta conserve, there’s a shortage you know
Every square is precious like a flake of snow
No waste, no want is what I alway say
Save side two for tomorrow if you don’t use it today
It might sound like something that you don’t wanna try
But two wipes a square is gonna get us by
But please go easy, baby, take it nice and slow
Or your finger’s gonna poke through and touch your hole
Thank you for for listening to this little song
‘Bout how both sides of the sheet can help us along
Every piece you use twice, or maybe even more
Is one less trip you’ll be making to the store
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5. |
Right in the Teeth
03:56
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RIGHT IN THE TEETH
by Troy R. Bennett and Dean Clegg
Right in the teeth, right in the teeth
Like to pop that motherfucker right in the teeth
Get a running start from twenty feet
Yeah, pop that motherfucker right in the teeth
Right in the teeth, right in the teeth
Right in the eye, right in the eye
Like to punch that dickhead right in the eye
Man that’d feel like a big grand prize
Yeah punch that dickhead right in the eye
Right in the eye, right in the eye
Right in the nuts, right in the nuts
Like to kick that ass wipe right in the nuts
Maybe then he’d finally shut the fuck up
Yeah kick that ass wipe right in the nuts
Right in the nuts, right in the nuts
Right in the ass, right in the ass
Like to boot that ding dong right in the ass
Then throw him out with the rest of the trash
Yeah, boot that ding dong right in the ass
Right in the ass, right in the ass
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6. |
The Loser's Song
03:57
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THE LOSER'S SONG
by Troy R. Bennett and Walt Whitman
You say you’re sucking your lunch through a tube in your gut
And you’re breathing through a hole in your neck
You say your baby daddy he just up and skedaddled
And now you’re waiting on a welfare check
You say your legs don’t work and you’re stuck in a chair
And your hands are all twisted with pain
You just lost your gig because your boss is a pig
And now your is head is hanging down in shame
Hey they say a loser, yeah baby a loser
They say you’re a loser, hey but that’s OK
Everybody ‘round here is a loser anyway
You say you’re just off the boat from some other place
And your English well it ain’t so hot
No matter what you try to do, your plans are falling through
And everybody’s got more than you got
You say you’re old and alone and you’re always afraid
And your landlord wants to kick you out
There’s too many bills and you’re hooked on the pills
And your mind has got you crippled with doubt
You say you’re feeling like a rat just a runin’ a race
And you’re tired of keeping up with the fight
You gave it your best and stood up for the test
But nothing ever turned out right
This song is for you and you know that it’s true
You’re a hero even when you fall
‘Cause the distance is thin between a lose and a win
And there’s really no difference at all
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The F-Bombs Portland, Maine
Dropped screaming from the belly of a smoking and wounded war bird. Landing with a crash on a confused, desolate land of rumor, isolation and willful ignorance. Born and raised in a locked down pandemic.
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