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Starting my day on fire
There’s no extinguisher in sight
Burning a hole right through my driver's seat
They’d think I’m ready for a fight
My heart is racing and I’m incessantly pacing but I’m trying to keep calm with all my might
It’s in the evening where the liquor will be creeping and then maybe my clothing won’t feel so tight
(Oh no no no!)
My situation getting dire
I can’t escape this blazing plight
My gaze is locked upon the second hand
I think the clock succumbed to freight
Patience is weaning and my mind is constipating but I’m trying really hard not to ignite
The party’s waiting and my and my timesheet is exchanging so I finally embrace my Fahrenheit
(Oh no!)
I’m thinking ‘bout the blackout in the moonlight
In the new dawn I’ll be feeling right
(Oh no!)
I’m caught up in the consequence of feeling down
Paint a fresh coat then I’ll come around
(Oh no! Oh wuh oh!)
Keep it together till the time is right!
Don’t get half baked ‘fore that time of night
(Oh no! Oh wuh oh!)
Your meter’s running so just
Bring It Down
(Oh no!)
(Oh no no no!)
(Oh no no no no no!)
I’m on my way, I’m still on fire
I’ve got the function in my sight
Burning a hole right through my driver's seat
I think I’m ready for a flight
My heart is racing and the thotties are all waiting gotta show them a good time with all my might
It’s in the evening where the liquor will be creeping and then maybe my clothing won’t feel so tight
(Oh no!)
I’m thinking ‘bout the blackout in the moonlight
In the new dawn I’ll be feeling right
(Oh no!)
I’m caught up in the consequence of feeling down
Paint a fresh coat then I’ll come around
(Oh no! Oh wuh oh!)
Keep it together till the time is right!
Don’t get half baked ‘fore that time of night
(Oh no! Oh wuh oh!)
Your meter’s running so just
Bring It Down
(Oh no!)
One, two, three, four!
We've evolved into paranoid people
We've evolved into paranoid freaks!
We've evolved into paranoid people
But we still know how to make our Geigers Flounder
We've evolved into paranoid people
We've evolved into paranoid freaks!
We've evolved into paranoid people
But we still know how to make our Geigers Flounder!
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Thot Pants
01:15
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Vial
02:29
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4 AM when that shit kick in (ay yuh)
Took em late but we came to fuckin’ win (oh huh?)
Floor start spinnin’ like a Fall Guys match
Got a Depp and Del Toro Las Vegas itch to scratch
When that plug came through do you think we backed down?
Fuck that we on a new plane ‘till we come down
Got Vial, acid, and a lot of shit to do
In this fuckin’ suitcase, man I’m jumpin off the groove
Start with the liquor
Then you put some shit in it
Feed it to your girl now sit back
Damn she lickin’ it
Oh!
I’m talkin ‘bout that Vial!
Got too much pussy I been here for a while
Slip ‘n slide wet for a pubic square mile
Steppin’ on thots, combat boots, too much style
Pull up a cup
And down some fucking Vial
Two hours in, have you meetin’ with god
Watch him on the counter jiggin’ all you do is fuckin’ nod
From the couch where you’re sittin’ and the angels join in
You be questionin’ your life reflectin’ on your every sin
Until you wake the fuck up and the world has changed
Half the party’s on the floor your shit is rearranged
Stumble out at 9 AM and catch an uber home
Until the radio turn up and throw you back to the gloam!
Fuckerrrrrrrr!
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(Fuck, it’s 9am already? I’m fuckin’ late for work. I still feel so fuckin’ weird. Guess I gotta go anyway.)
I’m waking up after a hydrogen bomb
Coming out from the depths of the illustrious hole
It’s taking ages for my half-life to fade
I’ve got no choice but to exist in this haze
Don’t look at me
I’ve gotta blend in but I’m showing glowing skin
Don’t talk to me
The sun is up but I’m moving at half the speed
(Bitch)
(Man, I think the clock is slow.)
(Yuh)
(I think that- Think that last customer might have known what was up. How much fuckin’ longer do I have, man?)
(What)
(I feel so fuckin’ weird)
I’m hoping that the other people don’t know
What I’ve been up to, to achieve this red glow
In about two hours I’ll be ready to go
It’s been so long how come my geigers still show
Huh, yuh
Don’t look at me
I’ve gotta blend in but I’m showing glowing skin
Don’t talk to me
The sun is up but I’m moving at half the speed
(Shit I think it’s kicking in again)
I’m a Geiger Flounder (x19)
And the Vial’s got ya (x6)
I’m a Geiger Flounder (x5)
And the Vial’s got ya (x2)
I’m a Geiger Flounder
And the Vial’s got ya (x10)
I’m a Geiger Flounder (x3)
Cause you’re a Geiger Flounder
Yea I’m a Geiger Flounder
And the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial’s and the Vial-
And the Vial’s got ya
And the Vial’s got ya
(That was fucking crazy)
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5. |
PJs
01:13
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Never doing that shit again.
I would.
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6. |
I'm Glad You're Dead
01:57
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I’m shitting on your fat tombstone
Me and my ten fag children
I’ve been saving up on all of this shit
To drop a load on your fresh warm dirt house
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re mother fucking dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re mother fucking dead
It’s such a shame that you died at 70
Cause I was wishing that you’d never been born
I’m burning records of your birth certificate
You claim to be pro-life and died anyway
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re mother fucking dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re mother fucking dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
I’m glad you’re dead bitch
I’m glad you’re dead
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(Uh!)
I’d like to think I’m a pretty reasonable person!
That I’m in control of my own life
Everything in my agenda is checked
And everything in my life is checked!
And everything should be going well!
But sometimes
It’s just way too much
(It’s just way too much!)
But sometimes
It’s just way too much
(It’s just way too much!)
I said sometimes
It’s just way too much
(It’s just way too much!)
I said sometimes
It’s just way too much
(It’s just way too much!)
It’s just way too much
I don’t wanna do anything
I don’t wanna go to work
Making everyone my enemy
It’s fucking driving me berserk
Oh can’t you see
(Oh can’t you see)
There’s something fucking wrong with me
(There’s something wrong with me)
Oh can’t you see
(Oh can’t you see)
The fucking stress is killing me
There’s nothing left at all
(Compassion fatigue is what I mean)
Just say fuck it all
(I’ll be doing this until I die)
I’ll never climb the wall
(No hope to ever escape)
I need an overhaul
(Is it even really worth it)
Load the cannonball
(if this is all I can expect)
Just make the call
(I think I know what to do)
I’m waiting on the nightfall
(If it isn’t me, then it’s them)
With a rag and alcohol
They sucked my soul out through my teeth
Now I’m just an empty husk
Just irate pack of beef
Gotta scrape out all the crust
Oh can’t you see
(Oh can’t you see)
There’s something fucking wrong with me
(There’s something wrong with me)
Oh can’t you see
(Oh can’t you see)
The fucking stress is killing me
There’s nothing left at all
(Compassion fatigue is what I mean)
Just say fuck it all
(I’ll be doing this until I die)
I’ll never climb the wall
(No hope to ever escape)
I need an overhaul
(Is it even really worth it)
Load the cannonball
(if this is all I can expect)
Just make the call
(I think I know what to do)
I’m waiting on the nightfall
(If it isn’t me, then it’s them)
With a rag and alcohol
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Amigara Fault
01:54
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9. |
Daily Grind
04:37
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Nothing works, nothing helps
It’s all the same
Spending day after day
In a state of shame
Yeah I saw, he was there
And I hid my face
And when he left, my cheeks were red
Like some kind of disgrace
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Fun
08:06
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We’re gonna have some fucking fun
They don’t want us to
But we’re gonna do it anyway
Yea we’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
But they don’t want us to
And we’re gonna do it anyway
Yea we’re gonna do it anyway
You wanna have some fucking fun?
I wanna have some fucking fun
And you’re gonna do it anyway
Yea I’m gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
But they don’t want us to
No they don’t want us to!
No!
We’ve evolved into paranoid people
We’ve evolved into paranoid freaks!
We’ve evolved into paranoid people
But we still know how to make our Geigers Flounder!
We’ve evolved into paranoid people
We’ve evolved into paranoid freaks!
We’ve evolved into paranoid people
But we still know how to have some fucking fun!
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
But they don’t want us to
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
But they don’t want us to
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
But they don’t want us to!
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna have some fucking fun!
(We’re gonna do it anyway, we’re gonna do it anyway, we’re gonna do it anyway)
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
(We’re gonna do it anyway, we’re gonna do it anyway, we’re gonna do it anyway)
Ahhh!
Fun
Fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun!
Fun
Fun
Fun
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
(Fun)
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
(Fun)
We’re gonna do it anyway
(Fun)
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
(Fun)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
(Fun)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
We’re gonna have some fucking fun
(Fun, fun)
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
They don’t want us to
We’re gonna do it anyway
We’re gonna do it anyway
And we came
Yes, we came
To have some fun
(Some fun)
And we came
(We came)
To have some fun
(To have some fun)
Yes!
(Yes!)
We fucked around and we had too much fun
There’s nothing but noise but that’s how we have fun
The cup overflowteh the silence becomes
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
We broke the mould
Our show is sold
Now we’re rocking off the top
And we can’t stop having so much fun!
We had some fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
We had some mother fucking fun!
To block out the pain we had way too much fun
Our vision is clear now
Our fury becomes
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
Fun
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Ellaar Rochester, New York
Buffalo's renowned trans femme electronic rock duo.
Everything written and produced by Nacelle Stern and Sage Whetham.
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