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What the Hack
03:43
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Meaning: hardships can’t break up friendships. A tribute to Andrew G. and Paul M. of south Florida.
She’s sleeping now, doesn’t have to suffer no more
And yet you’re bitter, cracking jokes more cruel than you think…
…let’s clarify that.
You’re sitting on your roof, probably getting kicked out in a day
And your friend’s all across the Gulf, losing his mind
Can’t find the time to live.
Those two guys were very close and they said the same things,
Going through tests they fear to fail, going through things that don’t go so well.
And split apart by life’s misfortune, can’t muse in real life about politics anymore.
So close and so far away, so close and yet so far.
You’re sitting on your roof, probably getting kicked out in a day
And your friend’s all across the Gulf, losing his mind
Can’t find the time to live.
God, I’m so sorry for letting you down.
You wanted a hero and then you got me.
Trying to empathize with two guys I’ve never met
And yet it seems so real because it is.
Andrew and Paul are two near guys
Sure they do strange things, but they really do care
Life can’t fuck them over for other things
Because they’ll find a way to get through it fuckin’ all.
You’re sitting on your roof, probably getting kicked out in a day
And your friend’s all across the Gulf, losing his mind
Can’t find the time to live.
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Cape and Hat
04:48
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Meaning: a tragedy about a blue horse.
Mom was the queen of the proscenium,
Things were up – fell on the wall
She let herself free on the spot
What do I do?
And the books I studied let me down here today:
Another performer trying to captivate.
And they ran me out
Leaving everything behind
I’m a poor ol’ storyteller – can’t you see?
They took everything too literally.
One of them came up,
I embarrassed her
And another tried to piss me off
I clipped her wings just like that.
And there was one more – she was too shy to show.
I said, “What was the matter?”
She’s like, “You’re not worth it, girl.”
And they ran me out
Leaving everything behind
I’m a poor ol’ storyteller – can’t you see?
They took everything too literally.
And two kids who heard my shtick
Went to the forest to awaken
The subject of my tall tales
And awaken he did
He was tearing the cottages
Natural control threatened to come back
Hysteria was pretty high
And then the shy one came.
She focused every ounce of her
To bring that thing to sleep
Taking it where the cosmic dust
Wouldn’t make a townwide black hole.
And she set my house on fire, destroyed my photo album
And the last time I saw mom, she crinkled into black.
And now she’s gone, gone forever.
They don’t understand why I wear the cape and hat.
Mom would’ve been proud to see I followed her path,
But now she’s lost forever until the stars fall on us
And we become small again.
And they ran me out
Leaving everything behind
I’m a poor ol’ storyteller – can’t you see?
They took everything too literally.
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I Thought You Were A Marxist Records
RIP 2014-2017
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