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I'm sick and fucking tired of being uninspired.
Be a disciple, be a soldier, keep it simple, mediocre.
I'll eat the toaster, cause I ain't got the bread. I don't know where I'm headed cause I lost my head. Lost my meds, but didn't lose the addiction. We wouldn't be so different if we had the same prescriptions. We're victims, restricted to existence. Wait, what's the difference? The symptoms are intrinsic. Get with it the sickness is contagious. My head's a mental hospital, can't do much but be patient. Vacation until I'm vacant so my head can better breathe. Singing songs in the shower that I'd been screaming in my sleep. I'm in too deep, and slowly getting deeper. I wish I could remember dreams, I'm a heavy sleeper. So whats cheaper? Heroin or happiness?
I wish I had an abacus I guess I'll take a stab at this.
Grab the kids, hide them in the closet with your skeletons. Tell them we're irrelevant, and the televisions eloquent. To hell with friends, my life's a game of solitaire. The universe is infinite but maybe we're too small to care. All is fair, in love, war, and self delusion. Banging your head against a writer's block can seem therapeutic. I swear it's music, even if poorly recorded. If it has enough heads behind it, it's surely supported. The scores not important, we all had a fun time. Playing in toxic waste, soaking up sunshine.
But we're all one mind, made up of cells that kill each other.
The body don't need consciousness, sleepwalking isn't really slumber. At least that's what my doctor tells me.....
The grass is green. Like gasoline.
Since the day I didn't wake up, been livin the dream. x2
Hating your life's a full-time occupation. Getting a second job could cause complications. Have patience, these vagrants display great persuasion. We're sadists that hate this, convey each statement verbatim. We're bums, but we're fun. We've got gunk in our lungs. I'm the son of a son of a son of a son. It's my heritage, I'm scared of this. My father's a drum. We talk process nonsense and call it a song on a bun. Well if it's wrong to be dumb, let's arrest the population. Prescribe abomination, the common domination. A higher concentration of exhaust pipe dreams. The world's mine I swear, I just lost the keys.
Wanna see a magic trick? Watch! I'll unravel quick. Gimme the next course, a dead horse, I'll saddle it. You could be the catalyst. You could sink my battleship. You could be the cloud in the sky that makes us shadow-less. Ace of spades up my sleeve, so my hands are free to fold with. I fought the law, but the law didn't notice.
A rose is a rose, and a poem is a moment.
But neither of those can choke your opponent......shit.
The grass is green. Like gasoline.
Since the day I didn't wake up, been livin the dream x2
I'm sick and fucking tired of aspiring to expire.
And applying to ply the empire until I'm dead or I'm retired.
I'm required to run full speed at walls, over and over, expecting different results. We're just the typical talk, dripping with cynical slop. We're ill like lepers, we're the shepherds of a fictional flock. But the rituals lost. No one remembers to dance.
So we've written this thought, like there was ever a chance.
So here's another dull verse for ya'll to enjoy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack.

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Happy Tooth & Dug Columbus, Ohio

Two emcees deliver poetically driven verses over progressive arrangements that reflect sweeping lyrical concepts. The six- piece group is fronted by lyricists Happy Tooth and Dug and multi-instrumentalist Ryan Liptak. Their debut album is called W.H.Y.G.O.D.W.H.Y.
"Definitely something different in a sea of sames." -Ara Hawkins, Virago Magazine.

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