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FRESH (intro)
00:29
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I got a new place
It looks a lot like the old place
It's more spacious, giving me more time to waste
I got a new face
It looks a lot like the old face
It's more gracious, given to small stabs at embracing new ideas
I'm tearing my hair out tryna rid myself of old fears
Old fears, with less beer
I'm in here
We want more, we want more, we want more
We want a new religion
Help me make my deci$ions
We want more, we want more, we want more
We want a new religion
Help me make my deci$ions
{I've tried praying & I've tried love
& I've tried beating my head
Everybody's going away
Everybody's going away}
We want more, we want more, we want more
We want a new religion
Help me make my deci$ions
We want more, we want more, we want more
We want a new religion
Help me make my deci$ions
We want a new religion
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3. |
Fuckin Pink
01:25
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Woke up at 2 pm in a strange bed
Apartment empty; in the kitchen was a brunch spread
Helped myself to ham & cheese & grits & sausage links
Got a ride from Pat and played pool at the fuckin Pink
Fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink
Fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink
You already know what this song's about
It's called "Freak Out"
MDL: "Hey, what's going on guys?"
The Crew: "Yo, nothing much, Danger man!"
MDL: "So we were at the Pink the other night, right? And then-- then Pat's telling everybody I'm the 'Coke Fairy,' right?"
7 Buffalo Police officers: "Whadju say motherfucker?!"
MDL: "No no no, it's a story! It's a sto--"
7BPO: "Get on the fucking ground!"
MDL: "Get-- get your hands off me!"
7BPO: "We need backup! We just found the official Coke Fairy of Buffalo, New York!"
TC: "Another crazy time on Allen, huh dude?"
Fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink
Fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink, fuckin Pink
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ETA
02:30
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MDL: '05 Honda for our winter tour
Observations from the road in store
We got: free wi-fi, cheap wi-fi, expensive wi-fi
Extensive high-rise community
Skip another meal or two for unity
Make snide remarks with impunity
Learn from the community; waste another perfect opportunity
Tuners run out of batteries; battling bands in breweries
And statistically, we've reached our peak
"We're late for the show, the seventh straight one this week!"
Well what about you, man? Some kind of tour manager you are
You're also the rhythm guitarist, how you s'posed to know PR?
P.S., yes, we're losing money at every show
1800 miles round-trip to play seven songs in the snow
In Pennsylvania in March, this shit don't even make any sense
The songs are getting less tight & we're losing our innocence
Hey what's the ETA?
What's the ETA? ET ET A
Hey what's the ETA? What's the ETA? What's the ETA?
Cubbie: ETA, more like PETA
Cuz Danger smacked the dog on the cover of Odelay
Kibble 'n Bitcrushed a puppy with no sense of shame
Turned that dog into a mop he pushing day-to-day
Cuz you're never gonna make-a any money on tour
So get back inside the Burger Shack and find a better producer
Like Cubbie did; never had to go on tour
His singles so strong now he the Apple Music ruler
Move over, Mr. Ocean, Cubbie raking in them listens
Except the masses don’t ditch Cubbie after those three month trial listens
See Cubbie where it’s at; tap tap tap on the mic
Lights glistening off them record stacks, two turntables and some feedback
Lil Matty Lippy took a sippy from the fountain of Beck’s carnal knowledge
It’s not stealing, it’s a knock-off with an attitude adjustment
Besides Beck’s busy nailing his late career brand adjustment
But how long before Danger ends up sold out?
What's the ETA?
What's the ETA? ET ET A
Hey what's the ETA? What's the ETA? What's the ETA?
Rockin with
Rockin with
ETA
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5. |
Tupelo
03:32
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Lately life moves at half-speed
The shadows recede through the wall 'til they're not they're at all
All I see is my reflection rise up the walls through my drawn blinds
The cars outside don't shine
The Rust Belt bumpers beep double-time
A call from an old friend wondering
Where the hell have I been, have I seen Leah lately
Do I remember back when life just felt like a sitcom on cheaply constructed sets?
So Hollywood, I know
The day goes by real slow
The call hears from the dashboard
And I don't wanna know what the weather's like in Tupelo
When it's two below in New York
So Hollywood, I know
The day goes by real slow
The call hears from the dashboard
And I don't wanna know what the weather's like
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Punxx
02:02
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Home -- when will the punks all go home, go home, go home?
When will the punks all go to, or try to
You need to go home boy, you need to go, won't you go?
It's 7 am
Punks
7 am
Sleep
I need to get some sleep
I need to get---------
Work with me
Why won't ya work with me
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Matthew Danger Lippman Brooklyn, New York
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musician, filmmaker, & self-described genius.
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