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Costa Mesa, California
01:07
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It felt good to see the cop car smashed in the street. It felt good to see the poor kids act like they're free. It felt good to feel like they're scared of me because God knows they don't care about me. It felt good! All the poor people that hate their lives and never ever ever get to go outside: when you feel alone, you gotta fuck up the stuff that keeps you home.
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You don't have to have a home. It don't matter where you go. It don't matter who you know, whether you've got friends or you don't. You don't matter, don't you know? You live a life that no one knows. One day you live and then you don't. If you feel sad inside your home, it don't matter where you go.
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I Need To Leave My Body
00:56
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I smoke weed in the lotus position because i really think I need a physician. I spend all day playing video games because there's an ache in my leg and it won't go away. When I feel so sick and I can't wake up, I get a feelin in my head that I can't shake off. I need to leave my body. GET OUT!
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GODHEAD
01:40
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What do you say when you've got nothing left to say? What do you do when you've got nothing at all to do? Who do you be when you are not anybody? It's the Godhead! You better get back! Don't look at the light! It's way too much too handle! You'd better not, it's no use to fight!
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Catch 22
00:37
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Fill my gas tank with cheap gas so that I can get to work yeah so that I can afford to get home so that I can afford to get to work. What the hell that doesn't make sense. What the hell am I doing here?
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I Thought I Died
00:55
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Cruising down the 55. Thinking I'll get home just fine. Terrence Mckenna playing on my mind. All the sudden from behind HONK! BANG! Tires popped, I'm flung ahead. Spinning around I feel no dread. In the matrix time goes slow. All around I see the codes. Going left and ducking right. Man that shit was out of site. I'm on a ride, I'm holding tight. Car stopped. Red juice everywhere. I got a thought, I'm kinda scared. Am I a ghost? I don't know. I realize that it's just pretend. I haven't really met my end. It was berry juice I never threw away. I swear to God I need to clean my space. All in all, I guess it rocked. Brain is overclocked. A car's a car. I can just thank God that I can go back to being dumb again.
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Oh my god, what the fuck did we all just let happen? We took all the beauty and stuck it in plastic. We gave our kids coffee and outlawed the acid. These cold rigid structures, you're straight or a faggot. These stark mental landscapes are the worst thing to happen to people since cities and buildings that took all the stars and have thick metal bars. Oh my god, what the fuck have we all just let happen to us?
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The Best Job Is No Job
00:56
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The best job is no job like the best cop is no cop. A boss is just a tax collector. They take it off the top. And if money is exchanged, we give power away so the best job is no job. A boss is just a tax collector.
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Be Cool
01:48
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I'm not saying that you're not welcome I'm just saying we don't have to be like you. I'm not saying that you're the problem I'm just saying we live here too
We're not broke, so don't fix us We're not dumb, you can't trick us. We're not weak, is that why you picked us?
We used to be free, used to live without fear. Now it feels really awkward round here. I just want a mango and a coke, not your fancy craft beer. I just came for fun, not to break the bank. Now I just hope that I brought enough cash
You gotta understand we don't got it like that. Your shit is cool, but we can't carry that crap. You're driving up the prices we can barely afford. We're not here to make you rich on our accord. At least try to build some fucking rapport. It feels like our cultures being hunted for sport. If you wanted to fit in, you'd move to Newport
Stop telling your sardines to get in our can. It's hard enough trying to get by, man. We'd love to hear what you have to say. Just don't think you need to push us out of the way. Cuz despite everything, we're here to stay
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No Locals Costa Mesa, California
We're a band from Costa Mesa making music to play for people.
Cassidy, Chris, Nolan Sharkie,
Also we all miss Anthony, and we still use some of his bass lines.
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