Showing posts with label Moon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moon. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Fine

VERSE 1
Watching Metallica shredding up a storm
Having eargasms in this heavy metal porn
Flamethrowers lighting up the fucking sky
So intense in the pit, you could fucking die
A night of badass music is in the books
This thrashed up body is exactly how it looks
You could do it again until the end of days
But when asked about it, you’ll only just say…

DEADPAN CHORUS
It was fine

VERSE 2
Losing your virginity to a Hollywood babe
Porno actresses want to be your love slaves
Cumming your whole body inside out
Orgasms so intense, you can only shout
Sex forever in the sunny beach weather
Who’ll it be today, a chick named Heather?
You could do it again until the end of time
But your only response gives another rhyme:

DEADPAN CHORUS
It was fine

VERSE 3
Driving around on the lunar surface
Floating in the air never felt so perfect
Planet earth is so many miles away
Yet all you can do is fucking say…

DEADPAN CHORUS
It was fine

BRIDGE
I don’t know if it’s laziness
Or a case of mental haziness
Fine is your answer for everything
If it feels good or fucking stings

ENERGETIC CHORUS

It was fine! X4

Thursday, July 6, 2017

California and Colorado

VERSE 1
You’ve got traces of blood in your alcohol stream
Your biggest heroin dose put you in a dark dream
All your trust fund money went up your nose
Sucking up the cocaine like a vacuum cleaner hose
Wake up the next morning not knowing where you are
Shake the cobwebs to find out you’re in a cop car
Solitary confinement or the general population
No chance of parole or a suspended probation

CHORUS
Going to California and Colorado?
Your pipe dreams are not what they seem
Flying to the moon and the red planet?
Controlled substances tell you what you believe
Going to Washington and Canada?
You tell the lies and trust those who deceive
How about Seaside and Long Beach?
Get your ass clean and get a permanent reprieve

VERSE 2
Whoever’s in your ear is the one you should fear
Whether it’s a cult master with no charismatic peers
A drunken fool who thinks his magic is cool
A babbling idiot with diseases on his tool

ABRIDGED CHORUS
Going to California and Colorado?
Your pipe dreams are not what they seem
Flying to the moon and the red planet?
Controlled substances tell you what you believe

BRIDGE
All your potential went up in a cloud of smoke
All your arguments come off as a big fucking joke
All your meaningless words come out as word salad
Your story’s ending was marked with a judge’s mallet

VERSE 3
Was it worth the thrills and the temporary chills?
Was it worth the stacks of debt collection bills?
Was it worth the pain you put your family through?
Don’t say for a minute that you never really knew!

CHORUS
Going to California and Colorado?
Your pipe dreams are not what they seem
Flying to the moon and the red planet?
Controlled substances tell you what you believe
Going to Washington and Canada?
You tell the lies and trust those who deceive
How about Seaside and Long Beach?

Get your ass clean and get a permanent reprieve