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fuck your grandpa
fuck your grand marnier
You wanna roll bigger?
You wanna get higher than high?
You wanna chase paper?
You gotta show everybody whose in charge.
You gotta roll bigger,
if you wanna look down at the stars.
You gotta get money,
show everybody just how fucking great you are.
You wanna be happy?
I'm talking bout' happy....
Cause don't you know everyone here's waiting for you.
You .. say it's not competition then, I'm playing pretend
when you're monthly taking off via Mercedes Benz
to vacation spots on the Cape with your friends
I’m up in Salem’s Lot putting Satan to bed
Where's my number? is there something up with the stats?
You scummy motherfuckers yuk it up while ya can
we’re coming up from the cracks with shovels and bats
clubs and a stash of money up under the mattress
no sending me home, I’m not going away
speak what everyone knows and fucking no one’ll say
I know the road isn’t cake or have gold in the paint
I won’t go to the grave knowing our owner’s are safe
Coca-a-Cola your veins, Toyota your brakes
plus your holdings are staked so no one escapes
stock quotes on the take so if it goes to the drain
son, we sold you to Spain’ fore the close of the day
how you like that? sit and smile and take it!
whatever side that you’re playing, provide us with payment
for the miles of wasted pylons and pavement
trash piled high in the sky and the basement
and if something remains, well
I guess that it can only be four or three fucking functioning brain cells
(... murder murder murder
kill kill kill …)
released November 30, 2014
Guitar, bass and chorus vocals by Elder Orange (M.Scott)
Vocals and production by Louis Mackey (M.Raso)
Mixed and mastered by Michael Mocksary