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Cops (Intro)
02:14
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watching people being arrested it bums me out
i don't know why that shit is its own TV show
i spit on a bird and broke its leg
with a blue and yellow NERF whistler
i'll ruin your day i'll ruin your night
my next fist fight i'm losing for fun
it shouldn't be done
it shouldn't be done
i'll ruin your day i'll ruin your night
throwing Heinekens at a brick wall
there's still teens at the mall
they're getting picked up
my eyes on the cup
i'm so scared within though
i could use a fidget
i could use a fidget
i scream at the wall
i punch as i fall
whatever the moment i ask, "are you in?"
or, "are you down for?"
the inevitable downpour
it's made of seashells and it fucking hurts
i'll ruin your day i'll ruin your night
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2. |
Value
04:34
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Name me a topic that should not be spoke on
Eat Crow! was the telling that we all got from our tarot cards
Bedswerver, bedswerver, kick rocks, kick rocks!
Put ya hands in the air if there is no god
Put ya hands in the air if there is no god
spill your greedy guts
its all we wanted, all we need
hold on to your dollar tip your dead
we all got mouths to feed
we got pleasure to make
we got shit to do
don’t speak don’t speak till your spoken to
its a new energy coming through
we got new energy coming through
old energy’s out
dreams coming true
we got new energy coming through
because
we put the value in the value on the value
we make the venue be the venue it’s a venue
we start the function at the function in the function
we turn the nothing into something back to nothing
Angry old heads with no hair and new postage
draw it in the line draw it on a square throw it
in the air or in the ocean, sting you like a bee
make you behave make you stay focused
i don’t know you or your friends I’m not interested I’m not supposed to be
sweaty allstonites with their bangs stuck to their foreheads
fat vegetarians, same malaise alive or dead
i don’t understand your sneakers, or this basement, or your motives
i don’t understand your chelsea boots, or your lack of emotion
i just feel like all your bracelets and your statements are corrosive
it’s not coincidental that you all fear the sentimental
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3. |
Dirty
04:23
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The first person to touch dirt didn't touch dirt
We're living proof the money's worth exactly what it's worth
We're living proof it doesn't have to be this way
If I'm deciding it's a good day, then it's a good day
I feel minor I feel major I'm looking sharp I'm laying flat
They'll bury me in diamonds
They'll bury me in pearls
I'm constantly reminded they aim to level the world
You bring the guns I'll bring the
Wild, Wonderful, West Virginia
You call me on the phone then hang up, I call you back
I say, "what's up?"
You say, "I don't know"
Everybody's fucked up in some way
Hidden underneath like bubblegum
If i'm deciding it's a good day then it's a good day
How short is too short for short to be
It's not important how you do the thing as long as the thing is complete
In 1994, you showed all the people the same line they crossed before
One hundred little candles lined the sidewalk
and one only got put out by the rain
You bring the guns I'll bring the
Wild, Wonderful, West Virginia
God brings the sun I'll bring ya
Wild, Wonderful, West Virginia
Lemon, Vinegar, Coriander, and Ginger
Oils in my pores watch them shimmer in the mirror
The smallest cuts in the skin sting the worst
The first person to touch dirt didn't touch dirt
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4. |
You Love Me, Right?
03:45
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You love me, right?
I feel the ending, it's unrelenting
You love me, right?
I am not stronger, any longer
You love me, right?
You love me, right?
You love me, right?
Weird I'm not trying to be
I am just feeling really uneasy right now
You love me, right?
If you walk slow into the river you're going to shiver
Before you drown
You love me, right?
You love me, right?
You love me, right?
Am I you're only one and only
You love me, right?
Don't mind my kissing in the morning
You love me, right?
You love me, right?
You love me, right?
I'm such a nuisance but is it too much?
You love me, right?
You take the dog out
I'm gonna call out of work
There is no better way to spend a day
I was granted three wishes
Used the first two without your permission
Just to make sure your hand would
Always be there to have mine in it
Now the third of course is yours
To use whichever way you wanted to
But I sure hope you wish you never leave my sight
You love me, right?
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5. |
The Rights To Christmas
03:29
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When you feel rotten
What can you do
Rather be talking
Talking to you
When you’re a youngin'
You can’t get a room
That's why the sophomores do it where they have to
And why the drug stores don’t have public bathrooms
Today I woke up as somebody new
In order to feel i felt like i had to
When they say "real life" they put it in quotes
its true even though it feels like a joke
This life can’t possibly be worth all that
We’ll be right back
Santa Clause is sponsored by Applebee’s and Lite Rock 105
Coca Cola bought the rights to Christmas
Coca Cola bought the rights to Christmas
The earth keeps turning turning on its side
Can’t get a word in a word in edgewise
Its stressing me out the beauty in my breath
We're suffering wow did god even attempt
This life most definitely ain't worth all that
We’ll be right back
Santa Clause is sponsored by Applebee’s and Lite Rock 105
Coca Cola bought the rights to Christmas
Coca Cola bought the rights to Christmas
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6. |
Smellivision
06:44
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Got to thinking we’d be better off undressed
Baby make it new
Offer standing we’ve got so much catching up to do
Baby make it through
I’m not panicked never more eager to impress now
Baby lay on down
Now that we are spending our nights together again I feel so god no
Baby play it cool
You don’t know it yet
You don’t know it yet
Love is only love is all I love is what I’m bringing knowing
All my eyes on you
You choose any flower out the water
Bite it’s stem short with your teeth
You’re so important to me
We can write our own lines
Make the ocean and sky switch roles
Baby we’re never gonna make a more tasteful arrangement
I hate to say it except I don’t hate to say it at all
Let your guard down on me
You don’t know it yet
You don’t know it yet
But we’re gonna get married
Nothing left to perfect
Let’s not forget who our real enemies are
The one percent, the artful prick, and the ones who laugh when we aren’t
Let’s not forget who our real enemies are
The ticking clock, the police car, and the unsought who stormed Plymouth rock
You don’t know it yet
But we’re gonna get married
Nothing left to perfect
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7. |
Texas Instruments
03:47
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Oh you can't keep tabs on impression
Don't try to compute no you're too cute to compute no guessin'
Can't assess perception, measure intuition, or workout a turn on
Mess me up try to convert
Government income, take me to church
Oh don't talk too much, don't shy away from, whatever may come
Just gum up the works, and we'll gum up the works
You can't calculate a feeling, darling
Why don't you come a little closer to me
Make believe starts to repent
Two smiles on your knees and the focus turns into grace
My madness is more real to me then the repressive mores of an insane world
You can't calculate a feeling, darling
Why don't you come a little closer to me
Put me to work, put me to work
Survey your spirit, put me to work
Forecast emotion, put me to work
Reckon up devotion, put me to work
Measure intuition, put me to work
Figure in desire, put me to work
Ignite the choir, put me to work
You can't calculate a feeling, darling
Why don't you come a little closer to me
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8. |
Bad Feeling
03:48
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You can't be lonely if you like who you're alone with
Lying flat beaming, breathing on the lawn
Probably means I've
Got a bad feeling coming on
Got a bad feeling coming on
I've been charming since Kindergarten
Paint brushes, paper shapes
Probably should have been punched in the face
Would have seen it coming
Got a bad feeling coming on
Got a bad feeling coming on
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9. |
Coming On
03:47
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When winter starts to leave
It warms my heart to see that some of the trees
Have managed to hold to their leaves
Those twenty three and a half degrees
Mean a lot more than you could believe
Cause once a season comes it's as quick to leave
And all of our reasons to stay we’ll be losing
See a flower doesn’t have to think of a way to keep blooming
Hold on
Even though none of it matters
Even though there’s nothing after
Even though it really seems like it won’t ever quit raining down
I want you around because I want you to keep hangin’ out
Love me like you used to
If you have to just pretend
I’m wilting, nearly dead
The light coming through it happened
Could’ve been the angle that your axis was tilting on
Either way it happened once again
I can easily dream of a day when you loved me
And every which way the sky screams above me
Hold on
Even though none of it matters
Even though there’s nothing after
Even though it really seems like it won’t ever quit raining down
I want you around because I want you to keep hangin’ out
Theres nothing i love more than hangin’ out
you and me, hangin' out
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11. |
Billy Blouse
06:20
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He was stuck out in the rain
Hands on his hips
Knows better than to try and explain
Why he was late for class or why he wasn’t in P.E.
Virginia Slim cigarette hanging from his lip
His hairlines caused a lot of head aches lately
You’ve come a long way baby
On the corner at the Barnes and Noble on West 86th
Reads Vonnegut, hands on his hips
Raises the collar on his whole damn persona
That whole wouldn’t you like to know why I don’t wanna get to know ya
A girl once told him he’d look sexier if he pushed his hair back
Waiting for a lift in the shop window he pushes his hair back
Glitter in the water, flairs in his jeans
He watches an older man flirt with a young cashier he hates when middle aged men flirt with young cashiers he hates when older men flirt with middle aged cashiers
He could look straight but he’d rather look down walks across town
He could be quiet but he’d rather be a bore loudly
you’ve seen him around
Billy Blouse
What a stupid way to spend 5th period driving on a John Deere with a Schlitz about to drop out of a too short coat pocket
He heard Crystal liked to get high so he offered her some grass and she just said, "gross!" and like closed her locker and laughed at him
He had just smoked all of it alone and was trying to get someone to play air hockey with him but the machine wouldn’t take his bicentennial quarters
When he walked past the nuns they smiled at him and he hiked his jeans up so his ass would look better and he put some Bubble Tape in his mouth and he chewed while he looked up at the windows in the glass buildings you now how the clouds show off inside them and the building doesn’t end
Why’s it so hard to ask for help
Why does your mother hates your father and your father hates himself
It’s so hard for him to do whats right sometimes
When you know it doesn’t matter whats the use in trying
Your mind runs so fast it just goes away and theres no one left around you but yeah someone to go down on you and theres no one to go down on you, theres no food in the house someone to look down on you better take it easy around here or you’ll run out
Billy Blouse
Whatcha gonna do that dude stepped on your Air Forces?
Look at the clock its a plan of action
The hours break left and the minutes look down the field
Stand on the top of their middle linebacker
Still couldn’t tell which end was the end for real
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12. |
Fall Apartment
04:35
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You can’t decorate
A fall apartment
No way to make it warm
No spacial arrangement
Natural darkness
No one wants a fall apartment
Fall apartment
I never felt finer
Stripped I can’t conceal it
Toppling my highchair
My sister cartwheels in
The chip in it’s side
Would remain there for years
A pioneer's souvenir
Occasionally
I was viewed as a
Symbol for infinity
A shape I could become
Although what I am
Attempting I don’t know
It’s a strident note
I’d walk through the KB Toys
Eyeshadow in tow
Look at all the noise I’m making
Spending all this dough
I dare you to sucker punch
These glittered chartreuse lips
What a piece of shit
Tony the Tiger
I don’t know if you
Know how grateful we are
For everything that you do
You tell us that we’re great
But you know you’re great too
You’re great too
Life thought it was a circle
Life thought it was a square
Life’s a stupid octagon
Not going anywhere
So lean in going 80
Tears form in the wind
Or sit back in your easy chair
and consider it a win
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RATIGAN Providence, Rhode Island
link tree.com/ratiganandfriends
Ratigan is Patrick Higgins. Written, performed, recorded, produced, and arranged.
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