1. |
Dolly Madison
07:11
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I’ve lived a life of underappreciated wonders, trivial occurrences, and mild inconveniences,
I’ve seen original Van Gogh’s and Dali’s, and doodles of colonial houses and circumcised penises,
I’ve seen the pyramids of Egypt, the castles of Belgium, the porta-potties of disney world, and the used condoms in the lesser-known relatively-hidden spots of my hometown,
I’ve seen the rise of men, but it’s never been enough to stop the fall of man, the kings don’t want you to know who’s in charge anymore, they no longer wear crowns,
I keep mementos of every girl that has told me they love me,
some of them broken, most of them not very clever,
to remind me of my potential , that it didn't and doesn’t have to be this way for me,
some of them reminders of mistakes I hope to never make again, some of them tokens to what I shouldn’t have severed,
some of them broken, most of them not very clever,
I keep them all in a drawer with a number lock on it, I have the combination memorized,
after all these things that I’ve seen and all these things that I’ve done, it’s a lot to analyze and categorize,
they all kind of blend together in my mind,
while some things stick out, everything fades away over time.
I’ve been enthralled by works of fiction and personalities of reality, only to see my favorite character die at the end,
an interesting character has always meant more to me than a good person, and I’ve started to notice a lot more trends,
even if someone believes wholeheartedly that their life is in someone else’s hands, following someone else’s plan, they still look both ways before crossing the street,
everyone does only what they want given the circumstances, like dogs performing tricks for a treat,
people appreciate what someone has to say a whole lot more if they already appreciate the person saying it.
Take your hat off kid, put your gym shorts on, no it don't make any sense, but that’s okay, you better do what we say, or we’ll take your points away,
stand up and tell that piece of cloth that you believe in god, now sit down and shut up, you got a test to take, if you wanna live your live you better keep up your grades,
you better keep up you better keep up you better keep up
just memorize and regurgitate, it doesn’t matter your potential, what you learn or remember, but how many red marks you get on this piece of paper,
between day dreaming and half sleeping, between name calling and bell ringing I never learned a god damned thing,
well they say, we need to learn our history, but we don’t learn from our mistakes we just learn about them, history will repeat itself either way,
contemporary wars, may gain public support, but a couple of years will put them in the past tense, where they will never make much sense,
Dolly Madison, saves the painting of George Washington, from the fire that the British light, to her precious home of white,
oh but I don’t care, I don’t see that painting anywhere, Dolly Madison and all her happenings do not concern me,
and Napoleon wasn’t quite as short as they said he was, but yet they say it still because it works better with their theories,
and Martin Luther King wasn’t quite killed by who they said he was, but yet they teach it still because it works better with their dreams,
And what of these dreams of mine, are they even my dreams at all, even to be a rock star or a movie star wasn’t my idea,
I had to get out of there, I had to go anywhere, I’d be a slave until the day I graduate,
But I've been everywhere, yeah I've seen too much to care, but I'm sure that I'll die with the feeling that there’s something I've yet to do,
Well, I never tried drugs, self-help books, or joining a cult, but I’m pretty sure that nothing’s gonna change my view.
I went to school, I learned all the rules, and the best way around them,
disregard the tool, fight the fool, support the surrounded,
but there was too much to resolve, not enough has evolved,
after a while I decided not to get involved,
I slipped into the role of the disappointed spectator,
forever left unnoticed by actors on the screen and the players in the game, who keep doing what they’re doing regardless of how I feel or what I say,
mocking the ignorant participator,
who occasionally deeply disturbed by one or more factors of the events in which he is involved, taking the joke far too seriously, as other people try to explain.
If it’s not funny, then why the fuck is everyone laughing
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2. |
Fuck You Fuck Off
00:57
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Fuck You Fuck Off
Does it look like I care what you think
Cause I don't give a shit what you think
Please entertain me, don't educate me, don't rearrange me, just entertain me
Why do I need an education
If I'm just going to be a musician
Please entertain me, don't educate me, don't rearrange me, just entertain me
Please entertain me, don't educate me, don't rearrange me, just entertain me
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3. |
Fleeting Lucidity
04:55
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I only mind the sun when I'm awake,
I've had just a little bit more than I can take,
talking heads float around telling what to think,
mind numbing white noise leaves you on the brink
Chorus:
Wheels keep on spinning 'round, nobodies trying to move along,
deals keep on pinning down, people justifying to not be wrong,
liars keep on churning ground, everybody's lying to get along,
fires keep on burning down, people keep dying but life goes on.
Then one day you break.
Yeah one day you break, but it was too late and you still crash,
and after you stumble out disoriented everyone just stands and stares at your open gash,
and all you can think is "what the fuck, man?" as you fall right on your face,
and after the red flashing light comes to take you away everyone just moves on with their day,
(Chorus)
Look up from the television,
see what's shown by the sun,
embrace the fleeting lucidity before it's gone,
and run, run, run, run,
you better run.
It's nauseating, the way we choose to love our lives,
we all these meaningless rituals that take up all our time,
religiously ignoring maladies while life goes on,
yeah life just keeps on going on 'til one day it's gone.
(Chorus)
Life goes on.
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4. |
Sit Tight
04:55
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I'm sorry
if you're not happy
If things aren't turning out quite right
But the world doesn't owe you a goddamn thing, you're an insignificant parasite,
All those rights you think you have
were made up by some guy who didn't want anyone to take his wife or his land,
All your faith, theories, and philosophies that get you through the day
were just to make you submissive, happy, and sane
No the world doesn't give a shit about you, you can put a bullet in your brain for all it cares
All that'll happen is your name will appear in the local newspaper in tiny font in a little square
And they'll be a small gathering of people who feel like they have to be there
But your mother will probably have some nice stories to share
of when you were young, and you didn't think too much
Before you lost touch
Before you turned your back on the world or it turned its back on you, depending who you ask
Anyone who can't handle that reality will be sure to take a swig out of their handy little flask
So you better sit tight, as the plan falls slowly into place
Teachers aren't quite as fond of apples as your saturday morning cartoons may have led you to believe
so if you want you grades changed you might have to be a little more persuasive so uh get on your knees
and pray, that you're not just talking to yourself, 'cause if this is it,
holy shit
what a jip
So you better sit tight, as the plan falls slowly into place
Every hit song has the same four chords
and every hit singer wants those Lamborghini doors
You're being misled by a marketing team
there's a white board in a high up office, men in suits stand around it, written on it is all your dreams
So you better sit tight, as the plan falls slowly into place
As the half assed illuminati fumbles to get oil from the middle east
and dumps fluoride in the water, you can stage a protest where people will flock and then shit and then go somewhere else, just like geese
and the scientist on the sixty second slot on tv had a really good point
as the storm troopers surround a couple of neighborhood friends sharing a joint
and the old people bitch about inflation
in god we trust that this is not a christian nation
so you better sit tight, as the plan falls slightly into place
but it's not right, and the guilty disappear without a trace
You can try to start a revolution but you'll be thrown away for treason
the tyranny was replaced by a more united one
the prophecy fulfills itself again and again
the machine gun is mightier than the pen
everyone's a lot more comfortable
singing songs of revolution to their bedroom wall
so what's already up will never fall
read the books they've written
they've got all the answers so don't ask questions
sign up and march down to war as one of their pawns
get buried in the history they've agreed upon
so you better sit tight, as the plan falls slowly out of place
but it's not right, was it ever meant to be in the first place
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5. |
Taylor Swift
04:07
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I’m gonna cry, well no I’m not, but I feel like I should, definitely,
I’m gonna die, hey yea I am, maybe not tonight, but eventually,
remember that time, you turned and said you couldn’t imagine even kissing someone who wasn’t me,
remember that guy, I used to make for of your fictitious little crush on as you rolled your eyes and said you’d never with him upwards of 73 times,
Well now you fucked him, and now you’re gone, and now I can’t say, that I’m the only one,
When we said goodbye, I should admit, I was full of shit, but so were you, and you said a whole lot more than I did,
All I said was this was the best thing for us,
I remember every word you said to me, how sweet and honest they seemed to be,
'cause that was three weeks ago, you said you couldn’t live without me but youre still alive and it seems like you're doing just fine,
I’ll never call you again, but I’m probably still text you sometimes,
I can think about you for about a second before my hand starts shaking I suppose I should get you out of my mind,
I suppose I was in love with you, I suppose I still am,
I suppose I’m not quite sure what that means, I suppose I should give a damn
I’m starting over, I’ve just begun,
you want to be friends, but that’s no fun
This is my pathetic and futile attempt at getting over you,
I’ll let you know how it goes, I will not forget to write to you.
Remember last summer, when you went through the red light because you couldn’t stop laughing,
remember this summer, when I jumped out your the moving car because you wouldn’t stop screaming
remember the signs, that we weren't gonna last, and it was all falling apart,
remember that sign, we would always pass, on our way to our favorite spot,
remember when I stole it, now it’s hanging up in my dorm room,
and now every time I look at it I think less about you,
and more about how cool I am,
It was bolted to the metal pole and I ripped that right off with my bare hands,
there was a cop right down the corner
and I ran as fast as i could while you just fucking stood there
But I wish you woulda ran with me,
luckily the cop didn’t know you were with me,
did he know you were with me
hopefully I can forget you were ever with me,
Fuck I’m sad, fuck you’re happy, that was three weeks ago, that was three weeks ago
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6. |
Life by the Beach
06:17
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I think I’m gonna try to swim to Europe, I hear it’s swell over on that side,
you can try to stop me, tell me it’s just one of my phases I'll be over it by high tide.
It’s been summer for about as long as I can remember but I haven’t seen you since last autumn,
it’s been too long I’ve been with too many others to still have your name on my tongue.
All the broken promises fall gently down my back as I walk away from what we had,
eyes glazed and light headed, it hasn’t really hit me yet but I’m sure it can’t be that bad,
"Don’t die,"
she said,
alright, I’ll try,
in my head,
in your eyes,
I am nothing
ain’t that something
I know it’s rough, but it could be worse, it’s not the end of the world, there’s other fish in the sea,
you’ll forget about her in a month, trust me,
take a tip, make a joke,
take hit, take a toke,
let it go,
don’t lose control,
move along,
move on,
take it day by day,
meet a new girl take her on a date,
call her up, take it all back,
drop the call, hit the sack,
take the hint,
do something new learn an instrument,
go to a party, get 6 beers deep,
go see a movie, just get some sleep,
take a trip, see the sights,
have some goals, don’t lose sight,
go see your favorite band,
stay after and shake their hand,
hit the gym, get in shape, lose those pounds,
cheer up, don’t be so down,
get some fresh air, get a hobby,
cross off your bucketlist, go to therapy,
go to a party, get twelve beers deep,
crash your car just to get some sleep,
take a pill, real a book, attend a seminar,
write a screenplay, get a new car,
do yourself a favor, accept jesus Christ as your personal... crutch,
don’t lose touch,
fuck it, sell your soul,
anything to fill the hole,
climb a mountain, take a picture at the top,
take a road trip to a town you’ve never heard of,
burn the bridge, move away,
start over it’s a whole new day,
just forget about it, just forget about her.
I’ve been writing lots of poems and slowly turning them into songs, it’s been too long.
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7. |
Slow Movement
04:25
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Please don't be so near to me i think I've been really doing just fine without your touch,
I don't believe in miracles, I don't believe in much,
I don't believe in ghosts, but I believe that they taunt me,
I don't believe in ghosts, but I believe that you haunt me
Chorus:
I need some slow movement, with a familiar face and, some eye contact, and a smile here and there,
I need a slow movement, a Beethoven replacement, with no contract, and a crescendo here and there,
I wanna love you slowly while soft sad grand piano plays in another room,
I wanna appear lowly while unwanted photographers appear with a boom,
The cycle goes, barely friends once lovers
You said I could always give you a call but it's kind of hard when I burned your number
Another promise broken not out of spite but just because didn't remember
An old happy photograph that doesn't tell the whole truth, the speed of the shutt(dd)er
(Chorus)
I know you were drunk, drunk out of your head
but I know you meant every word you said
I'm still in love with a girl, who could never give me a straight answer
I was always so sure, she always had to think it over,
Now she's off doing something somewhere with some guy I never want to meet
As I sit here feeling sorry for myself and staring at my feet
(Chorus)
Now I'm ready for some fast movement, doesn't need a familiar face as long as the eyes are sure and they smile like the devil
(Chorus)
and a smile here and there, and a crescendo here and there,
and a smile, and a crescendo, and she smiles like the devil and it's done
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8. |
Brand New Apartment
05:13
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You fell in love again, I suppose everything goes it’s just a matter of when,
I fell in like with a girl, she didn’t have your smile but she had your smirk,
you shouldn’t show your hand in this game of cards, ‘cause winner takes all,
I was standing in your front yard as you went off to find it all,
alone under your bedsheet you became concerned with your mental health,
in a foreign country, trying to find yourself,
over time you know the feeling will go away,
you say you still love me but in a different way.
We talked and talked of everywhere we’d go and everything we’d do when we got out of this place,
but when we finally left it wasn’t with eachother I’m just looking for a line to trace,
we weren’t paying particularly close attention to where our lives were going,
a vague sense of suppressed ambition hit you hard and you got going,
you no longer have to look away, you just ignore the message beep,
you let the thoughts that used keep you awake, fade away into a peaceful sleep
you say I have your innocence, but I don’t feel any less guilty
you say in a sense, it worked out quite nicely,
I too went somewhere new, and here everything doesn’t remind me of you,
and I should probably start drinking and let everything fall into place,
get a job where I don’t make any decisions but still get very well paid,
you say you still love me but in a different way.
Time goes by, time goes away,
I guess time does fly, the world spins right into the next day
you know time, it takes the feeling away
life goes by, I suppose time will take the feeling away.
I’m in the same city, but I got a brand new apartment,
the lights look real pretty, when your head's got some altered components
people come and people go,
that’s probably already a song, I know,
but remember when I worked for minimum wage, and you came by when it got real slow
since then I’ve lived in a lot of places, but I haven’t quite had a home.
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9. |
Live, Etc.
05:36
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Take what you want from me
I'll take your sympathy
I'll be your creep in a cage
I'll be your freak on display
take me to town
pass me around
make an example out of me
show em what you get for being like me
living for what
living for what
I lie awake
nothing will be changed by what i say
doesn't matter anyway
I'll just be bones in a box in the dirt
You wanna fly away but you don't got wings
So you try to keep on living like a human being
but you're not sure exactly what it means
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