1. |
Orange Polo Shirt
03:17
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I see you in that orange polo shirt
You know it couldn't hurt
To dress yourself for work
In that orange polo shirt
I see you in that orange polo shirt
You know it couldn't hurt
To dress yourself work
In that orange polo shirt
You're as good as gold
And you're feeling ignored
Put on your favorite shirt
I know I suppose
I know I suppose
I know guys like those
I see you like everyone else does
You know there's more to show
Than what the people know
In that orange polo shirt
You're as good as grown
And you're feeling ignored
You want a quinceañera of your own
Quinceañera
Quinceañera
Quinceañera
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2. |
Thunder Lizard
02:29
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Was there something else I could have said?
But you're dead to me because you're dead
And let's keep it that way
Don't yes ma'am me
This ain't a game
Don't yes ma'am me again
We'll all agree it's out of hand
In a limestone grave covered in sand
And it's under my feet
Don't yes ma'am me
This ain't a game
Don't yes ma'am me again
And then the ground beneath me shook
And I've taken all that I have took
And it's all I can take
Don't yes ma'am me
This ain't a game
Don't yes ma'am me again
Diplodocus
Apatosaurus
Brontosaurus
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3. |
Free Stuff Here
02:55
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Outta hand and outta luck
It's hot as fuck, I'm throwing up
Another day, not much to do
Just waiting on the other shoe
Got too old, can't strand up straight
Birthday Boy, let's stay up late
Diet Coke is fine, but not lemon-lime
Get over here, I need a ride
My girlfriend left, her sister died
And I got nothing to do
I wanna wanna meet someone new
Believe me man, I'm in a spot
In Mexico where I got popped
And I got nothing to do
My landlord thinks I should move
Outta hand and into the bush
Your cousin gives me dirty looks
Let's share a house til the bitter end
Scratch my back, I'll be your friend
Woke up, washed my hands and face
I clean up good, unlike this place
My cat is going blind, she's not really mine
Get over here, I need a ride
My girlfriend left, her sister died
And I got nothing to do
I wanna wanna meet someone new
Believe me man, I'm in a spot
In Mexico where I got popped
And I got nothing to do
My landlord says I should move
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4. |
State Tengo Champion
03:22
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Your status update said that you had to be in early
But wrong side of the early bird, they kicked you out of Shoney's
And everybody knows that you mail it in on Tuesday
On Tuesdays we play softball, and nothing's due til Friday
Yeah I could write a tome about that Peter Pan Syndrome
Because I got it bad
You think you got it bad?
The market's shown if you can refinance your home
Then you can be a dad
You wanna be a dad?
We don't really have to get put out by NAFTA
They'll give us a contract to cover Rock the Casbah
And who gon get you?
Seven seas or honeybees?
Can you guys write three more of these?
Who did you say you wanna be?
Kagan or Reagan?
Prudence or charisma?
Right to work free ridin, alguem me avisa
I must not rest until my peers have been impressed
But I'm not at my best
You ever at your best?
When she sees what I express when I undress
She'll love me more or less
I could take more or less, but
Don't it count for nothing?
Don't it count for nothing that I am?
That I am, I am
Don't it count for nothing?
Don't it count for nothing that I am the state tengo champion?
Don't it count for nothing?
I thought it'd count for something
Thought it'd count for something that I am
That I am, I am
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5. |
Tammy
02:39
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Beneath the icy sea
Just like you promised me
Long stammering
Still trying
Won't get caught not holding the hand of my man
Play back that breakup song
This time in analog
Puppet diocese of true biases
Still trying
Won't get caught not holding the hand of my man
Of my man
Beneath the icy sea
Just like you promised me
Just like Tammy said
PTL we're blessed!
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6. |
DJJ
04:57
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Different kind of hero
With different kinds of feet
Wouldn't that be neat?
I was gently hoping
He'd kinda look like me
It's the last thing that I need
To be fair, dye your hair
To be fair, no one cares
Dye your hair, so there
When in doubt, I'll opt out
If the beat's not in my way
My dad says it's okay
All the things you wanted
Are deep in outer space
A really happenin place
They were setting mousetraps
And filled them up with cake
Guess I'll take the bait
To be fair, dye your hair
To be fair, no one cares
Dye your hair, so there
When in doubt, I'll opt out
If the beat's not in my way
My dad says it's okay
I won't need a social
When it's time to leave
I'll live on make-believe
What it's gonna get you
Has got nothing to do with me
Just a lot of shit that I don't need
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I want the softest
With the deepest pockets
I heard them calling
But they always feel threadbare
Threadbare
When I'm right beneath you
I can barely see you
Yeah, I need some more lines
But they always feel threadbare
Threadbare
And the looks that we steal
Watching shit roll downhill
Wrapped in clothes that aren't real
Yeah, it always feels threadbare
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8. |
Called It
03:05
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The grace of industry might save us yet
But you really oughtta save that money
For some water made from bottled water
Silence of a liar is better than his word
The part where we work and drink ourselves to death
Is the only part I heard
It's not right is it now?
You know it ain't right
It's too much height
This thing was never meant for flight
I am just a hypocrite
But that don't changes the facts of it at all
I called it
It's bound to fall
But there's no points for being right
Circumstances pending SES
Or your alma mater
A hundred's not too much
For some water made from bottled water
Empty aspirations shouldn't warrant putting much at stake
But what the hell, let's roll big one more time
Might as well for old time's sake
It's not right is it now?
You know it ain't right
It's too much height
This thing was never meant for flight
I am just a hypocrite
But that don't changes the facts of it at all
I called it
It's bound to fall
But there's no points for being right
What happens in Arizona will happen in Atlanta
What happens in New Orleans will happen in New York
What happens in Tokyo you know it's gonna float
Gonna flow to San Diego
To San Francisco through the Bay
San Jose, Monterrey, to LA
Well something's gonna happen cause they all got fault lines anyway
And water water everywhere
Water water everywhere
And not a drop to drink of it
Not a drop
Not a drop
Not a drop
Not a drop
Not a drop
Not a drop
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9. |
Success At Last
03:35
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Brother bear, don't you know
When you're scared, doesn't show
You've got big black hairy hands
If you want to kill a man
You get fat, what the hell
Sleep it off, might as well
You'll be back three months from now
All your friends will have a cow
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
They come together under my feet
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
When I can find it, that's what I eat
Would you like to lay in bed?
I'll draw thoughts on your head
In the night we have our fun
'Cause we get sluggish in the sun
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
They come together under my feet
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
When I can find it, that's what I eat
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10. |
Oxtail
05:29
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Why did we ever meat?
Taste in my mouth, crumbs in my sheet
Last night someone at the chophouse took a cut out of me
Why did we ever meet?
All the bones start to show
Bread and water's all I know
If you won't talk, then eat
You've got a thought stuck in your teeth
Placed all my bets on a plate full of beef
Why did we ever meet?
All the bones start to show
Bread and water's all I know
Oxtail on the table
You gotta give me more than you are able
And I know you'll never settle
Your trunk is packed and your foot is on the pedal
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11. |
Baby Teeth
03:16
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It's so long
Since you been gone
Still flinching
And cringing
Whenever anyone shuts the door
And I wanna keep my baby teeth
My baby teeth
It's good with me
I'm so grown
My teeth are worn
It's grounded
Eroded
But the best ones fall out first
And I wanna keep my baby teeth
My baby teeth
It's good with me
It's so unreal
My teeth in milk
They're sleeping
Right near me
Under my pillow at night
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12. |
Hot Damn
04:17
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I belong with the rest
I believe in myself
Long shot, but I got em
Would you like to believe in something more than deceit?
Well hot damn, I can
And I give it all
I'm not from here originally
You could probably tell
Fuck the North and LA
Fuck the West anyway
Who the hell do they think they are?
Can we all just agree the time has come for us leave?
Well hot damn, I can
And I give it all
Give it all
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The Hartford Pussies Washington, D.C.
The Hartford Pussies began in South Carolina as a Beat Happening cover band. That band was awesome, but hardly musical; and ultimately yielded Pity Rally. After a relocation to just inside the Capital Beltway, the Pity Rally moniker was retired in favor of The Hartford Pussies, inspired by a deep-rooted love for hockey video games. Band influences include punk and college radio. ... more
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