I'm still looking for that man who hangs around Tedeschi's with his two lips in his hand. You wanna make a band. I'll be your biggest fan baby. This girl in New York City, well, I shouldn't but I will. And Adderall the size of boulders couldn't keep me still. I'll push 'em up a hill. Sisyphus is chill baby. And how could I explain? I have never felt this good. And halcyon days are no good to me. I'm talking hearts and body parts and little grinning teeth. You're not emoji. Come on make me bleed baby. Your backless dress and your spinelessness, well, it's feeling good on my scoliosis. She's so heavy baby. And how could I explain? I have never felt this good.
Track Name: Grumpus Christmas Special
Santa crashed and ditched his sleigh. You're gonna throw this chance away. You won't bear the lightness of it anymore. Companies for rental cars reaping from the disasters. You won't come back to me, come back anymore. You won't come back to me, come back anymore. Now my friends all drink for free. Someone needs to drink with me. You won't hear the unsung motto anymore. The cold caress of TV glow. Medicine, the undertow. You won't come back to me, come back anymore. You won't come back to me, come back anymore. Waiting out the Adderall. Shadows grow to ten feet tall. Venom in my spit, ween yourself off it. You won't come back to me, come back anymore.
Track Name: Weakdays
I never know the problem I'm fixing. Probably wouldn't hurt if I listened. Well I'm over it. Well I'm over it. Now you're only calling on the week days. Your cakes been kicking on the freeway. And I'm already gone. And I'm already gone. Week days. Formaldehyde is sitting on your doorstep. And who will take your body when we're corpses? We're burning now. We're burning now. Is there a real word that has fallen over this scenery? Why would I stay awhile? Why would you say that to me. Week days.