LYricS
Homework
You can chase the future but you can’t change the past
You can punish perpetrators but it won’t last
You can keep your voting right
We don’t wanna join your fight
We don’t dream of dental care and job perks
So you can keep, you can keep your homework
We’re not ready yet
Living in a bottle on a shipwreck
To get our hands dirty, feet wet
Wander in a wonderland
There are lessons to be learned but we’re still young and
You’re no teacher and we won’t follow
You can’t teach an old rhino new tricks
Your brain may be bigger but his skin is too thick
Playing God: I don’t believe you should
You think you’re on the path of doing good
We don’t dream of dental care and job perks
So you can keep, you can keep your homework
We’re not ready yet
Living in a bottle on a shipwreck
To get our hands dirty, feet wet
Wander in a wonderland
There are lessons to be learned but we’re still young and
You’re no teacher and we won’t follow
Won't follow
Won't follow
Follow
We won't follow
We’re not ready yet
Living in a bottle on a shipwreck
To get our hands dirty, feet wet
Wander in a wonderland
There are lessons to be learned but we’re still young and
You’re no teacher and we won’t follow
Living in a bottle on a shipwreck
We won't follow
Wander in a wonderland
I said there are lessons to be learned but we’re still young and
You’re no teacher and we won’t follow
censorship
A girl in a bar
A so called comedian
Never took a joke too far
In it for the money, she’s a greedy one
Her head is in a jar
It only sees what she believes in
If it doesn’t add up
The Pussy Posse gon’ make it stop
Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation
Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin
Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation
Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin
She gets in a car, skippin’ all the low gears
Thinking she will take it far, just playing into our fears
Riling up a crowd; Internet obedience
She’s calling you a coward, if you do not lend her credence
Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation
Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin
Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation
Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin
But what is skin if you do not know the skin you’re in—never been on vacation
Is it a sin to be different than the queen and king? People I’ve heard them say that
If you’re a faggot with a little make up—stay inside
If you’re a girl looking like a boy looking for a girl—you’re last in line
Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation
Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin
Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation
Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin
Kick it
All these different faces—different but the same
Lost in an oasis—luxury’s the name
There are no sexes, no races
Does no one have a brain?
I said; hit me hit me hit me hard
I wanna feel pain
Touch down in the basement
Primal instinct does reign
Step down all you brave men
You’re not born with a mane
Just put these two and two
Put it all together
I kick a little
I become another
Just put these two and two
Put it all together
I kick a little
I become another
Another spilled secret
Seeing your whole life on display
Daytime TV and depressants
Trying to run away
Doing it again to fake it
Collecting what I made
Don’t remember nothing
Don’t even get paid
I step down into the basement
A married man with a pants tent
Banging on a board until I’m all drained
Leavin’ a little stain
Just put these two and two
Put it all together
I kick a little (kick a little, I kick a lot)
I become another (kick a lot)
Just put these two and two
Put it all together
I kick a little
I become another
corona Song
Corona
Deadlier than pneumonia
Scarier than Estonia
We must warn ya
Don't eat animals cooked in saliva
Do not go abroad if you want to stay alive
Cover your cough if you care for your neighbour
Can you remember there's a tiger with a sabre?
It died.
You can die too if you don't say "Bless you"
You can die too if you come to my rescue
I might be a victim if I don't confess to you
Better stay home and groove
It died.
You can die too if you don't say "Bless you"
You can die too if you come to my rescue
I might be a victim if I don't confess to you
Better stay home and groove
Corona
Deadlier than pneumonia
Scarier than Estonia
We must warn ya
Corona
Deadlier than pneumonia
Scarier than Estonia
We must warn ya
Corona.
FossiLs
Only tiles growing
Fifteen miles showing
Concrete walls falling
Read me our will
Tell me who to kill
Let me hear your war calling
And I still wanted to know
Don’t leave me out in the cold
Now that I’m old enough
Give me the juicy stuff
I’m not a martyr by choice
Maybe, I am just the little guys’ voice
And I’m not murdering boys
I’m just silencing the fossils
How we perceive all the barren trees
They’re not dead they’re sleeping
Lay down and rest you can’t always be best
And we’re not competing
And I still wanted to know
Don’t leave me out in the cold
Now that I’m old enough
Give me the juicy stuff
I’m not a martyr by choice
Maybe, I am just the little guys’ voice
And I’m not murdering boys
I’m just silencing the fossils
I’m not a martyr by choice (I’m not a martyr)
I am just the little guys’ voice (Just the little guys’ voice)
And I’m not murdering boys
I’m just silencing the fossils
I’m not a martyr by choice (I’m not a martyr)
I am just the little guys’ voice (Just the little guys’ voice)
And I’m not murdering boys
I’m just silencing the fossils
ceLL BLock LaWyeR
Cell Block Lawyer!
Wooden Foyer!
I sold that boy to her!
The kid destroyer!
Weakening, aching, rather faking
Temptress, red dress, dad in distress
Temptress, red dress, dad in distress
He took a wrong turn just to get a heartburn
Crime of passion
Better cash in
Cell Block Lawyer!
Wooden Foyer!
I sold that boy to her!
The kid destroyer!
Cell Block Lawyer!
Wooden Foyer!
I sold that boy to her!
The kid destroyer!
Loud and ready-sciplinary
Find erasers for their faces
Find erasers for their faces
Limousine, déjà vu’s been unordinary; not so very
Unordinary… Blah blah blah
Cell Block Lawyer! (Lawyer)
Wooden Foyer! (Foyer)
I sold that boy to her! (Boy to her)
The kid destroyer! (Destroyer)
Cell Block Lawyer! (Lawyer)
Wooden Foyer! (Foyer)
I sold that boy to her! (Boy to her)
The kid destroyer! (Destroyer)
graND
Fired up, booted away
Lined up, executional raid
The big boot, all from the blue
Doomsday, with no severance pay
I was grand (I was grand)
I was grand (I was grand)
I don’t think I know you understand, I was grand (I was grand)
I don’t fit the bill is what he said, I was grand (I was grand)
Tossed out, out in the rain
Stand up, smearing campaign
Suck it up, sure I’m ok
Mumble, stutter away
David and Goliath, how they fight (how they fight)
Black and white, back and right
David and Goliath, how they riot (how they riot)
Black and white, back and right
I was grand (I was grand)
I was grand (I was grand)
I don’t think I know you understand, I was grand (I was grand)
I don’t fit the bill is what he said, I was grand (I was grand)
I was grand
Astronaut
I think I’m hot (what?)
Am I becoming an astronaut?
I must be lost in space
You don’t drive me, up into a tree
I’ll fight my right, to be a puma with poor sight
You cannot capture me, and put me in a zoo
I’d rather die, than live to tell the truth
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
I must be lost in space
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
Another alien race
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
I must be lost in space
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
Another alien race
You don’t see me, coming straight ahead
You must tilt your head, like the philosopher said
I cannot listen to, listen to you shout
I’ll flick my switch, and magically drown you out
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
I must be lost in space
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
Another alien race
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
I must be lost in space
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
Am I the alien race
I must be lost in space
10 000 feet in the sky
So high I think I’m fly, flying
In orbit around my ego
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
I must be lost in space
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
Another alien race
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
I must be lost in space
I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut?
Another alien race
kiss kiss BaNg BaNg
Kiss Kiss
Bang Bang
Don’t go groping on my guys, you molest me with your eyes
Club-kidding the hater
Who brought, brought my little snack:
One banana, one backpack—you should start to cater
No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me
No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me
Take me to the darkest of rooms
Hook me up with fifteen fit grooms
Saving one for later
Sneaking up the V.I.P line
We ignore the warning sign
Excuse me where is the waiter
No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me
No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me
Touch me, touch me
Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave
(Stay until Sunday)
Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave
(Stay until Sunday)
Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave
(Stay until Sunday)
Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Stay until Sunday
Stay until Sunday
No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me
No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me
RoYaLtY
Poolside, ringside—believe it is a state of mind
Study hard party hard. Days fly by and I, I
I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly
I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly
Bastard blue blood; pumping through my veins
I don’t want your silly names, I just want to show off, show
I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly
I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly
Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends
Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends
Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends
Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends
I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly
I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly
So manY Reasons
I’d like to play a little, voodoo
‘cuz I’m in the mood to, hurt you
I’d like to play a little voodoo
‘cuz I’m in the mood to, hurt you
When you treat like I’m just air it is most unfair and you never care
So if you start to put yourself first, just quench your thirst; your ego
So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do
The expression upon your face, you have your ways to police me
You keep your secrets so easily, increasingly, you tease me
It’s like you never really understood it’ll do you good to be nice you could
Maybe stop to put yourself first just quench your thirst; your ego
So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do
So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do
Don’t mistake my insecurity, for watered-down purity
I am still in love
Don’t mistake my insecurity, for watered-down purity
I am still in love
So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do
So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do
RaNcid Butter
I may be rancid butter—on your side of the toast though
I am a house cat and my final words are postponed
When I was put to trial, I was in denial
Who did I offend, who was my juror?
I shouldn’t contemplate, but I’m in such a state
Didn’t care to win—want to cave in
The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up
The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up
I’m so done trying to explain why you are broken
People are dying and the emperor has spoken
When I was put to trial, I was in denial
Who did I offend, who was my juror?
I shouldn’t contemplate, but I’m in such a state
Didn’t care to win—want to cave in
The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up
The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up
Bike ride
Bike ride, last night; I tried to… follow you
But you’re speeding. Fuck, I’m needy again
Bed time last night; I tried to… fondle you
But you’re sleeping. Fuck, I’m creepy again
Kill the commentary, the jealousy; it won’t bite on me
Project your shit on us, barely scrape the crust, and you can’t strike harder
But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay
But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay
Our easy route did not bear fruit, so we fought
And you caught me with my guard down; you made me play the clown
Those summer days they flew away (So we made)
We made a promise to ourselves; to love nobody else
Kill the commentary, the jealousy; it won’t bite on me
Project your shit on us, barely scrape the crust, and you can’t strike harder
But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay
But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay
We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Don’t look back, don’t look back)
We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Strike harder, strike harder)
We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Don’t look back, don’t look back)
We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Kill the commentary, filled with jealousy)
But you fall
No control
You’re afraid
To decay
But you fall
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay
But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay
Strike harder
Strike harder
Strike harder
Strike harder
Strike harder
Strike harder
Raven
Come back and sit down, didn’t wanna run you off
My mind is racing, feeling like a little child
It’s only I miss you, and I’m very much afraid
I won’t kiss you, again, I want it too hard
Come back and sit down, didn’t wanna run you off
My mind is racing, feeling like a little child
It’s only I miss you, and I’m very much afraid
I won’t kiss you, again, I won’t it too hard
After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?
Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal
Dark-colored raven, didn’t wanna hold on tight
Did I crush you, you escaped into the night
And I kept calling, but I didn’t know your name
Now I’m falling, I’m the only one to blame
After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?
Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal
After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?
Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal
After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?
Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal
How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?
How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?
How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?
How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?