1. |
Outta Pocket
01:10
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Talk is cheap, but it takes upkeep
Fit you with the bill, I'm gonna
Bit big for your britches, seems real ambitious
But take another spill shot, gonna
It's in my nature, second guess my behavior
Swallow that pill, I'm gonna
Truth of the matter is I'm tired of the chatter
You'd think I developed a stutter
But I can see you talking, your eyes come out your socket
Picturing your locket next to mom and dad
I'm outta pocket, toss the key once you lock it
Try before you knock it, but vanity is a fad
Got a real gut feeling I'm about to hit the ceiling
Take a step back I'm gonna
Gonna need some fresh air before you pull out my hair
Which side of the bread is buttered?
You can say the same, but you won't take the blame
Pack my bags I'm gonna
Gonna get out of town
So your sorrows can drown
And maybe one day I'll
I don't know, join a band and like
Shack up with some drummer
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2. |
What
01:41
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What a damn good day
Not a thing to say
Keep my mouth shut if I've got
Nothing good to say
Momma told me I'd go far if
I just obey
But Beam is all I need
And silence is my crime
Beam is all I need
Compliance on my mind
What
Keep my mouth shut if I've got
Nothing good to say
Momma told me I'd go far if
I just obey
Beam is all I need
And silence is my crime
Beam is all I need
Compliance on my mind
So keep your fingers out of my mouth
And I'll keep mine out of yours
Then maybe I don't have to taste
What's underneath those fingernails
Gross
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3. |
Workhorse
02:10
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Sleeptight, R.E.M.
Wake right at 2AM
When will I get enough?
Can't get enough
Brownbag breakfast everyday
Brain tastes like cheap champagne
When will I get enough?
Can't get enough
My mouth is dry and wanting
No time for hygiene, yawning
Through foot sores, Plantar's warts
Keep moving, of course of course
Don't worry, it's essential
Builds character potential
Hands dirty, 4:30
Look down and don't worry
My time is valuable on their dime
Round the clock, ticking time bomb
Got on my knees and by the skin of my teeth
PM rolls around, my own damn fault
I'm on my way to
Clock in, clock out
Clock in, clock out, workhorse
Lose yourself in the workforce
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4. |
Walk
01:49
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5. |
Get Bent
02:24
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6. |
Dogs
02:50
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