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Holidays
03:54
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It’s Christmas time once again
And I spent all of my money I’m supposed to use for friends
And my family is just a dysfunctional shell
And I don’t want to put up with this living hell
Now grandma’s screaming through the walls
And the dog just dropped off a yule log
While I’m pouring more whiskey in my eggnog
And the cousin’s are all running late
While the aunt’s and uncle’s are arguing
And mom just dropped the finished Christmas cake
I fucking hate this holiday
Now it’s Hanukkah time once again
We haven’t had it together since I don’t know when
No one’s been to temple in the last ten years
Except my Jewish uncle at whom I just jeer
And he’s bringing a bag full of dreidels
For a family of drunks on a downward spiral
Similar to the tops that he brings so trifle
And my Kippa’s collected dust since I was eight
And my grandpa’s throwing all the plates
Hava Nagila is putting us in a craze
I fucking hate this holiday
And my mom just kicked my uncle in the balls
Shitty holiday music blasting through the halls
While I just sit and watch it all
My aunt is hysterical running away
From the fights and the breaks of this family
I’m leaving and bringing the dog with me
I fucking hate these holidays
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Stuff your face
Then get drunk
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The Countdown
00:23
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10
9
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2
1
I still wanna die.
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Flagpole Sitta
03:04
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I had visions, I was in them;
I was looking into the mirror
To see a little bit clearer
The rottenness and evil in me.
Fingertips have memories
Mine can't forget the curves of your body
And when I feel a bit naughty
I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes
(but no one ever does)
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And I'm so hot 'cause I'm in Hell.
Been around the world and found
That only stupid people are breeding
The cretins cloning and feeding
And I don't even own a TV
Put me in the hospital for nerves
And then they had to commit me
You told them all I was crazy
They cut off my legs, now I'm an amputee, God damn you
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And I'm so hot 'cause I'm in Hell
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And it's a sin to live so well
I wanna publish 'zines
And rage against machines
I wanna pierce my tongue
It doesn't hurt, it feels fine
The trivial sublime
I'd like to turn off time
And kill my mind
You kill my mind, mind
Paranoia, paranoia
Everybody's coming to get me
Just say you never met me
I'm running underground with the moles (digging holes)
Hear the voices in my head
I swear to God it sounds like they're snoring;
But if you're bored, then you're boring.
The agony and the irony: they're killing me
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And I'm so hot 'cause I'm in Hell
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And it's a sin to live this well
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