1. |
Goodnight Las Vegas
01:50
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You never know what time it is in fabulous Las Vegas
Drinks forever and the finest foods and Casino mazes
But the sun has set on our time together and I must be going home
Good night, Las Vegas
The twinkling city ligihts are all dimming below us
The desert rolls by like an ocean as we fly away
It gets cold in the desert at night and the stars above amaze us
Good night, Las Vegas
The glitzy cars, sexual people
Ain't my idea of fun
There's a darkness behind this city
That should scare everyone
But I would stay another day, cept for home's where the love that stays is
Good night, Las Vegas
Good night, Las Vegas
Good night, Las Vegas
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2. |
State of the Union
02:39
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The next person caught conflating Jesus with nukes
Needs to rethink history and read some books
Nothing good ever comes from waging holy war
Just ask the Afghan people what they've been fighting for
We should be the nation of turn the other cheek
If you could fuckin hear your preachers preaching every week
"I was hungry you fed me I was thirsty you gave me drink"
I was a stranger, you built a wall and worshipped racist things
Jesus would be disappointed we turned out this way
Finding new ways to belittle and murder each and every day
Love thy neighbor as thou love thyself Is what he said
Too bad we all hate ourselves and wish that we were dead
You say our motto is "In God We Trust"
Then why don't we let our battleships start to rust?
When we shattered his commandments and danced in the dust
Jesus would be disappointed we turned out this way
Finding new ways to belittle and murder each and every day
Love thy neighbor as thou love thyself Is what he said
Too bad we all hate ourselves and wish that we were dead
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3. |
Closet Kids
01:50
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This one goes out to the kid I saw at the Against! Me show
Underage, trans pride in hand, fights their way to the front row
I wish when I was a kid I'd known the words for how I feel
Suffering blindly in queer ignorance didn't make it less real
The closet's where I keep my dresses
The closet's where I hide my messes
There is no room left for me in there.
This one goes out to the man who told me he was gay
when we'd grown up close, like brothers, in church all the way
I was too scared to face my feelings the years before that night
but I remember we shared a couch and you held me tight
This one goes out to the first man I kissed in my own place
It wasn't the way you imagined as the tears ran down your face
I feared that I couldn't love you the way you needed to be seen
Both our parents wrote us off, broken and obscene
The closet's where I keep my dresses
The closet's where I hide my messes
No room left for me in there.
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4. |
Girl From Indonesia
02:06
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Thirteen years all down the drain
I never thought I’d go insane
Another child to my name
And now he’s fucking cheating on me with some girl from Indonesia
Never thought I’d call it quits
But I don’t wanna live like this
Cyber sex was on his list
Instead of dealing with our issues
Wishing I had amnesia
I could change my name to make sure this doesn’t happen again
Another login to K-I-K
Hope I don’t see the woman
1, 2, 3, 4!
Breaking up family today
One small kid, one on the way
What will mom and dad be saying
When they find out he cheated on me
Packing up my bags, I’ll see ya
Maybe in a year or three
This will all make sense to me
I won’t accept apology
Because he fucking cheated on me
With some girl from Indonesia
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5. |
The Bed I Bought
03:20
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the bed i bought where i sleep at night
is too big for me
i don't enjoy after a long day's fight
tucking myself in
the bed i bought, i bought for you
to fill the other side
to have a place, near to me
where we could confide
and now i have a bed i bought
full of empty promises and dreams
i can't send it back
i just sleep with what that means
the bed i bought is simple and plain
like i want love to be
i wake up alone, cold and in pain
it's too complicated.
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6. |
Rat Tail Mullet
01:37
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Well say my name and we’re gone tonight
I’m six drinks down and I feel uptight
I’m never gonna know what went down alright?
(Dragged across the concrete)
Oh no! It’s happened again
I’ll never escape from the path I’m in
I wanna start a fight but I’ll never win
(Never shake my hand again)
You talked to me for so long
How could I have known you’d go wrong
Stay at home. It’s where you belong
(Ten out of ten agree)
Oh no! It’s going down again
You’ll never escape from the mess you’re in
You wanna start a war but you know I’ll win
(Never show your face again)
You might as well have a rat tail mullet
To hide your face and skull in public
Step outside and try you might
To avoid my sight
You might as well have a rat tail mullet
Disguised like a sullen puppet
Stay outdoors and try to fight
I’ll meet you in the dark outside
I’ll meet you in the dark of night
No light
I met her by the ocean
The waves crashed on the beach
He made such a commotion
I turned the other cheek
I wanted to be easy
I wanted to be sweet
Second chances make no sense
Now I’m in disbelief
Take a pill
Swallow it down
Turn your back
Now he’s messing around
I know you can’t believe he’d do this
Guilty he’ll be found
(Oh)
You talked to me all night long
I could never know you’d go wrong
Stay away. It’s where you belong
(Everyone would agree)
Oh no! It’s going down again
You’ll never escape from the mess you’re in
You wanna start a fight but you know I’ll win
(Never show your face again)
You might as well have a rat tail mullet
To hide your face and skull in public
Step outside and try you might
To avoid my sight
You might as well have a rat tail mullet
Disguised as a reject muppet
Stay outdoors and try to fight
I’ll meet you in the dark outside
I’ll meet you in the dark of night
No light
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7. |
Drink Bleach
03:13
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Drinkin red wine all by myself
Breakin' promises I put on the shelf
None of my habits are that good for me
It's called a self-destructive tendency
My diet hinges on frozen food
It's like eating cancer but it sure tastes good
Nothing of substance goes inside of me
it's called a self-destructive tendency
What'll you do about it, what'll you do about it now?
Why don't you laugh about it and say we'll make it work somehow?
You don't like me or what's inside my head
but you can't say that because you need my bed
You wish you didn't want to sleep with me
it's called a self-destructive tendency
What'll you do about it, what'll you do about it now?
Why can't you laugh about it? I thought we'd make it work somehow?
drink bleach,
bleach will clean up everything
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8. |
God Bless Drunk Girls
03:03
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Sir or madam, make me choose, piss with the skirts or pants
It's hard enough to know where I belong, just wanna get back to the dance
Got my high heels on // night club dress // broad shoulders // hair on my chest
A welcoming hand tells me it's ok
God bless drunk girls! The nicest folks that you will ever know!
God bless drunk girls! A friend in need's a friend indeed for sure
God bless drunk girls
Music's loud, I'm unsure, bout how I look tonight
Dresses aren't really made for us with a bulge in our tights
This is a mistake, I should've changed, my mind starts to swirl
I misstep, trip a little, fall into a girl
In vino veritas is what the ancients say
these girls ain't been drinking wine
We're out tonight, barkeep, serve us as you may!
with friends like these watching out for me, I am feelin fine!
Closing time, and I think I'll call for my ride home
If only I could remember where I left my fucking phone
I ask the bartender, they show an empty hand
Then my new friends come outta the back, got my phone in their hands!
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9. |
So Long...
00:14
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Robot Civil War Chicago, Illinois
Proletaribots raising their voices in song against the capitalist machines.
Mech, Dan, and Brian speak on behalf of the robots
for booking: robotcivilwar@gmail.com
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