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The Point
01:35
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I get it, I get it, get it, get it, what's the point?
I promise that I'll text you i love you and goodnight
but everything I say turns my blue eyes into brown
paltering and charm and now I'm really breaking ground
yeah, I get it, I get it, I get it, what's the point? oh what's the point? the point, I get it, I get it, get it, what's the point? I get it, I get it, get it, what's the point? I get it, I get it, get it, what's the point?
I get it, I get it, get it, i get it, i get it, get it, get it what's the point?
just a prince of convince but only for the night
I don't have a boyfriend at least he's out of town
I don't think I heard that so I guess I'll stick around.
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Freckles The Pony
02:08
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Some say she used me like I was just a crutch
so lucky I’m a gentlemen she so deserved a punch
I bought her everything a pony feed, a pogo stick
his name was Freckles but she was sucking someone else’s
I have filled you full of love
have showered you with drugs
this time I’ll shut you out
like I did 1000 times before
So she had dandruff and a prominent beer gut
I’d overlook her short comings, should I become a monk?
I’d most anything a picture perfect portly catch
her name was Carmen but all she did was take it in the
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I've Got It Made
02:18
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Hi ho hi ho, it's off to work I go
I could bust my ass earn the cash but I would rather make it snow
you know as it does in Mexico
I’ve been jail out on bail interventions not conventions
I’ve got it made
made in the shade
I could scrape by but why I’d rather got get high
then keep up with the boring joneses that I can't subscribe
I’ve heard them say by brain's in permanent decay
I’m a one man revolution keys notes straws are my pollution
Hi ho hi ho I’m off to score some blow
I’m not gonna fake it my big nose is how i take it
Hi ho hi ho it's off to work you go
buy it, snort it, sell it, take your ridicule and quell it yeah!
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A Punk Rock Tale Of Woe
02:02
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You see your life it's going nowhere
you wonder why check out your mohawk hair
got no girl but an online degree
knuckle tattoos and countless felonies
get out, get out
it's time to take a different route
get out, get out, get out, get out
I'm sick and I'm tired of hearing you pout
six orphan kids and five shitty moms
wondering why you can't hold down a job
when I see you, you tell me your woes
grow the fuck up and change your dumb ass clothes.
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Shitty Situation
01:32
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A shitty situation, someone jacked my car
my taste is getting larger while I’m drinking at the bar
a shitty situation soon to be my past
if you buy me a drink I’m sure I’ll have a blast
chronic constipation like viewing others art
lovely conversation but now I have to part
decline your invitation I’ve got other plans
my time with you is nearly through I need a brand new start
a shitty situation, now that she can’t drive
I better take the plunge while this thing is still alive
A shitty situation, I hope that no one sees
should I call a cab or why not steal her keys?
an unsuspecting victim, a wallet or a purse
your cards and your meds are why I’m so perverse
an unsuspecting victim, drinking at the bar
desperate and alone please to meet you I am Mark
a shitty situation my judgement is a skew
I thought I picked up one but clearly it’s a two
a shitty situation very well rehearsed
Oh is that your friend now I’m going through your purse.
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Old Man
02:34
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Son it’s your dad and I’m an old man
get your ass over here and empty my bedpan
Cause you dumped this bag of bones in a nursing home
now I’m gonna make your life miserable
Son it’s your dad and I knew about your scam
when you tried to empty out my retirement plan
little did you know that the feds where on the phone?
and you’ll never ever guess where I hid the dough
your wife is an imbred who married an idiot
it’s no surprise that your kids are deformed
Good luck with the debt and the mess that I left you with
and in my will it will just say go to hell
Son it’s your dad and I’m rotting in this bed
when you were a kid I dropped you on your head
I know you think you’re smart cause I’m an old fart
but you’ve been an idiot right from the start
Son it’s your dad remember that time
we hit the sauce and I said you weren’t mine
you thought it was a joke or maybe had a hope
but the real truth will never be known.
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