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"Deth Sux"
02:10
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It’s true my life is meaningless
But lately that means less and less
I love my life and want it saved
Want to just skip right past the grave
We’re all stars of our own movies
I want popcorn with nacho cheese
I live in great fear of The End
So I close my eyes and pretend
That I’ll get cast in the sequel
Part two of my life (not in Hell)
We’re all stars of our own movies
I want more chocolate pretzel treats
No problem with reality
But I prefer a matinee
That’s probably why we like to be
The stars of our biographies
A movie doesn’t ever leave
Just shuts off temporarily
I want everybody to see
I’m funnier than Belushi
So save my face on silver screen
Charge ten per head and watch me preen
There’s nothin worse than bein dead
I think my life’s all in my head
That’s right where I want it to be
Because my life’s all about me
We’re all stars, we aim to please
The audience is me, me, me
I’m ready for my close-up
Here’s the part where you feel sad
I’m always made up
Once upon a time blah blah
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2. |
"Bars"
01:38
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I have a mobile phone contract
But I can barely hear you now
I can’t get no cellphone reception
Camera phone pic sent of frown
Did you get my text message?
Or is it all for zero, naught
Should I send you an email?
Don't really know how to talk (I forgot!)
And it’s time to cut the cord – I live my life wirelessly
Tethered to this thing that promises to set me free
(I need more bars!!)
Sometimes the call just cuts me out
I have to dial you right back
When my battery goes dead I
Go minutes not keeping track
I never really liked you much
But I text and call you constantly
It’s better than alternatives
And hides the fact: I can’t stand me
And it’s time to cut the cord – I live my life wirelessly
Tethered to this thing that promises to set me free
(I need more bars!!)
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3. |
"Life Sux"
02:28
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Don’t know what I’m doing here
I can’t even think
All that I can know for sure
Is that life fully stinks
It’s true,
We’re doomed
It’s true,
Death looms
At least I have my pedicure
I ain’t no missing link
My car has air conditioning
And my coat’s made of mink
Bad luck
We’re fucked
Bad luck
Life sux
It’s gonna take a miracle
To get me outta here
I’ll be right here until I die
The future is not near
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4. |
"Limited Edition"
00:53
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Here from California
There from somewhere else
Gonna look quite different
By the time the snow melts
Limited Edition
Limited Edition
Limited Edition
1994
It's a record, so is this
"I was here, so was that"
Paint my car and leave my mark
I'm gonna live forever
Limited Edition
Limited Edition
Limited Edition
Nissan fuckin' Sentra!
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