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I don’t want to be alive, just to have to try and survive
Sing yourself a song to sleep and just let yourself be x3
Obey the sign or you must pay the fine
Save your quarters, obey your orders
Give the black people tickets, give the white people fines
Everyone’s gaining credit while we’re all losing our minds
Buy yourself a house, rent the kids a pony
Fight and hate your spouse while the living gets lonely
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Fall Is A Trip
07:01
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Spring is for your creation
Summer, a time for recreation
Fall is time for your reflection
Winter is your revelation
Spring will sprout up a seed of hope
Summer love will make you whole
Fall will rip your little soul to shreds
Winter makes you clean up your mental mess
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39 Stories High
05:37
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39 stories high and I’m down in the dumps, I can’t wonder why I can’t help you up x2
102 degrees at the DMV, Fighting for simplicity, where’s my release?
101 degrees at the DMV, fighting for simplicity take my ID
12.42 AM in the Emergency room, smiling through the doom I feel the gloom
12.43 AM in the emergency room, smiling through the gloom I feel the doom
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The Sound
05:46
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I don’t know the sound of my voice anymore. Show me the door out of this disgusting
store.
I don’t know the sound of my thoughts anymore. What’s it all for? Could there be more?
I guess, the world can finally end when all of the celebrities are dead – Please look
beyond! This moment right here, before it’s gone.
Look at the trees. Feel the breeze. Let out a sneeze. Snot on your sleeves, this moment
right here- is now gone.
Don’t feel sad, I’m still your lad, even when life takes us beyond! This moment right
here- is all we have. Stay with me now!
Do you believe that your troubles will mean anything when you’re dead? x4
You are what you see, see what you’ll be and live on those dreams!
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I need a home, to make my noise all alone
No grandma’s on the phone, more then just room tone.
Babies don’t like to jam, upstairs the door goes slam.
Dogs howling at nothing... Please, where can I sing?
Feedback is music to my ears, but my waves bring the neighbors to tears.
One day I’ll have a speaker so loud
Decibels to crush them in a sonic shroud
Land lords ears are bleeding, the man in the basement is screaming
No cans squeezing my head when the quiet people are dread
Strumming the chord to kill them all, my brains end up splattered on the wall.
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Ruckzuck Pennsylvania
Ruckzuck is a Poconos, PA based psychedelic rock'n roll trio who combine their love of 60's & 70's experimental rock with a fascination for surreal and improvised extraterrestrial excursions.
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