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We have everything you want,
why can’t you happy?
We have everything you want
Are you not satisfied?
We spared no expense to make you smile,
and still, you cried
We have everything you want,
why can’t you be happy?
We even gave your kids
a couple waterslides
Don’t get all mad at us, just look around!
You see we’ve tried
You just desire what you know
We can’t know what you don’t
The chicken goes in your throat
You’ll be happy, just hold on to hope
Do you know
what you want? Bet you don’t
Ice cream on a boat
You’ll be happy, step back from the ropes
We have everything you want
We took a survey ahead of time
Can you stand in a fucking line?
This view is going to save your marriage
We’ve got a baby carriage
You can leave little Tommy behind
I sound mean, but we can’t indict or smite the passengers
Janine’s fed dreams just to have ‘em spat back at her
Desire machines act like a catheter
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Inertia
02:31
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Fucked up feet, sewn to my seat
I can’t go out, electric eels on the street
I feel like the worst kind of wizard,
making lead-based sizzurp
In a cauldron that’s the hollowed-out head of Buzz Aldrin
Rather fake a moon landing than at all risk standing
when I can’t propel myself
I tattle on my own ass, Myself on a Shelf
I’d rather be oblivious to my own health
That’s how I look when I smile?
I don’t want to smile at all
I was on foot for a while,
but now I can only crawl
It’s the inertia
Malaise
Inertia
holds me down for days
I can’t get up, I can’t go out
The singing birds begin to shout
They shout: “Inertia! Inertia!”
I’ve been battling this shit law of physics
that has got me paralytic
since the first day of Christmas,
my dog as my witness
I try to feed the chickens and they bawk all dismissive,
like, “where were you at 8AM?”
I am perishing fruit
I shrink, I bruise
I try to move
I get confused
I get inertia
Malaise
Inertia
for days and days and days
I can’t get up, I can’t go out
The singing birds begin to shout
They shout: “Inertia! Inertia!”
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I catastrophise
Whenever you look down, the oceans rise
I want more brain in my skull
I always think I’m in trouble
I catastrophise
I sit inside a room and tell me lies
Don’t ever be too sure
that I can picture the future
I went to bed an hour ago
I woke up with the dying star inside
I sweat formaldehyde
Is that the kind of guy you want in charge when things get hard?
I catastrophise
I’ll layer any worry that applies,
even if it sounds insane
I take a leap off the wing of the plane
You think I can change, I can change, I can change,
but I’m a dog with mange in the thick of the strange
I need you to stay on script
or I will lose my upper lip,
‘cause I catastrophise
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The Sky Behind the Sky
01:59
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What wouldn’t a man do for angels
just to let him know what’s what,
just to let him know what’s up, what’s down?
What wouldn’t a man do for angels around?
What wouldn’t a dog do for collar
just to let him know when to walk,
just to let him know which way to go?
What wouldn’t a dog do to be pointed back home?
Hallelujah, I’m in Heaven
I can see the sky
and the sky behind the sky
What can I ever do to thank you?
How can I ever repay?
A life so life-like, and games to play
Thank you for a perfect place to stay
Hallelujah, I’m in Heaven
I can see the sky
and the sky behind the sky
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