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Doors Are Fart Scissors
04:45
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Dream of the sky.
They've already fucked you, chump
'cause you were the last one in.
Dream of wide thighs,
Though you are on your way
you'll never be earning quite like
the men in the suits who've decided
we're all cunts.
Mid-stream day dream
of a life in a better place
where booze is not the medicine.
But you sail through.
Off with your head and cough
you'll never be earning quite like
the men in the suits who've decided
we're all cunts.
It's your fault they're closing all the doors.
It's the bridge you burnt and sure
you'll stay for just one more
to find this God they believe in.
I don't mind. Push my world aside.
To satisfy your hopes and dreams that I get left behind.
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2. |
C!£@stipation
04:51
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Enough is all it takes to start me imagining
the things that I could achieve if I just remained
asleep.
Time goes too fast, awake. I'll slow it down myself.
My mind will control my fate if I just remain asleep.
Then I wake up alone, at home. Then I wake up alone, at home.
I know why I exist; to replace my needs, my wants my greeds,
my to-do-list. Tai Lopez, fuck yourself. My spare time decreased
and it won't be increased by a thousand books on my shelf.
Time goes too fast, awake. Set my mind to 'such is life'.
With all due respect I'm not dead as far as I know.
Forgive yourself, I can. Intercept your dedication to this
already bad omen.
I stand whip-hand in my state of rot and ruin and it takes me
right back to my youth.
As a kid I learnt in full that I'm a red rage to a bull and that's all.
I know why I exist; to replace my needs, my wants my greeds,
my to-do-list. Tai Lopez, fuck yourself. My spare time decreased
and it won't be increased by a thousand books on my shelf.
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3. |
A Beard Bigger Than You?
04:31
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Can you wait to abdicate your golden throne?
To celebrate the decimation of your own backbone?
On knees I crawl I'm begging you to slowly change
we need more alcohol.
I know I'm old
but a beard bigger than you?
Who knows? More beer, more power, dude.
Dressed like you're 8 with your mason jar of self-control.
Check your prostate while you're up inside your own arsehole.
On knees I crawl I'm begging you to slowly change
we need more alcohol.
I know I'm old
but a beard bigger than you?
Who knows? More beer, more power, dude.
Show me red, show me red.
Where's your attack? Where is your attack?
Show me red, show me red.
Wake up, where are you now?
I know I'm old
but a beard bigger than you?
Who knows? More beer, more power, dude.
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4. |
Bipola Express
05:37
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So I wondered if you still
weigh out glass for my chips?
'Cause I won't stray too far away so
don't go heavy.
I can't feel though I can move
As my outcast ends my groove.
'Cause I won't stray too far away so
don't go heavy on me.
And then it all breaks down and goes quiet.
In my head I'm somewhere else instead.
Our talks become both our thoughts.
But both voices are mine not yours.
'Cause I won't stray too far away so
don't go heavy on me.
And then it all breaks down and goes quiet.
In my head I'm somewhere else instead.
I can't win on my own.
I can't win on my own.
It's a circle, it's a hole.
You might say it's a spiral out of control.
Though I am sleeping again
I wake so afraid that a smile could kill me.
It's like I am not here.
I'm just a stand-in 'til I disappear.
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Three Headed Monkey Preston, UK
Three Headed Monkey comprise of former members of Goonies Never Say Die, Go Around Captain and Chaotix.
THM's first EP "I can't win on my own', released on 18th August 2017 is available on CD and online, currently on Bandcamp only.
Three Headed Monkey have had the honour of gigging with some excellent bands such as TTNG, Freeze The Atlantic, Vasa, We Came From Wolves, Mums, Toy Mountains.
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