1. |
Broken Time Machine
02:07
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Driving around with my friends
Listening to Violent Femmes
Renting indie videos
Hitting local punk rock shows
That’s all I see from my broken time machine
That’s all I see from my broken time machine
Unable to be alone
Never wanting to be home
Feeling bad about myself
Wishin’ I was someone else
That’s what I’d see if I fixed my time machine
That’s what I’d see if I fixed my time machine
Because it wasn’t so great to be a teenager
Even though I had the greatest friends
My home life sucked and I was scared of love
And if I ever got the chance I wouldn't do it all again
“Nineteen Ninety Eight”
I’d rather stay at home and blaze
Than travel to my glory days
I won’t find what I’m looking for
Because my friends don’t live there anymore
I’m dismantling my broken time machine
I’m dismantling my broken time machine
Nostalgia sucks!
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She’d never seen Pacific Shores
Until she landed in LA
She’d never been on an airplane
Until she won that getaway
Tickets to Universal and airfare for four
But she hesitated at the door
She said
What if Steven Spielberg sees me?
I can’t look like myself
What if he’s looking for a leading lady?
And if he sees me…
She wore her red dress to the park
The one that makes her look like Cher
And to make her shine on the thrill rides
She put glitter in her hair
They toured the backlot where directors might hang out
And when Jaws jumped out she gave a dramatic shout
Like
What if Steven Spielberg sees me?
I can’t look like myself
What if he’s looking for a leading lady?
And if he sees me…
Obviously -
She didn’t know how Hollywood works
Obviously -
She didn’t notice the jerks
She just wanted to feel like a star
And she did
For that day, she did
Tickets to Universal and airfare for four
But this trip meant so much more
Because
What if Steven Spielberg sees me
And if he sees me, he’ll see me like no one else
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3. |
Get Off My Sac!
02:01
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Keep
Your feet
Off my street
I’m watching on my camera
I
Can wait all day
Keep you away
Anger give me stamina
Don’t let your dog near my mailbox again
I’m not your friend
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my cul de sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my cul de sac!
Mother fucker!
I know
Which cars
Belong
The neighbors got a Tesla
I know
When something’s
Wrong
And buddy you looked messed up
Didn’t you see that No Outlet Sign?
Are you blind?
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my cul de sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my cul de sac!
Mother fucker!
I don’t know I’m just protective of my home
I don’t know I spend a lot of time alone
I don’t know I’m just protective of my home
I probably spend too much time alone!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my cul de sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my cul de sac!
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4. |
Son of a Teacher
02:02
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He always dreamed he’d be on SNL
She always thought he’d find his way to Hell
If he chose his own direction
She said to pray for what he wanted
So his development was stunted
Just waiting for directions
from some old dude up in heaven
He was the son of a teacher
But he never learned shit from her
He had to learn to love himself
She said that there is danger in the world
She cried when he brought home a Catholic girl
Cuz that’s how the devil gets ya
He said “I’d rather roll with Satan’s crew
Than wait around for miracles with you
He drove off in his LeBaron
He was the son of a teacher
But he never learned shit from her
He had to learn to love himself
He hated who he grew to be
Until he got some therapy
He got the nerve to take an improv class
He was the son of a teacher
But he never learned shit from her
He had to learn to love himself
He just had to learn to love himself
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Come! Come!
I should’ve given more context, man
When I went up to Joe
And asked him if he likes Circle Jerks
And he just said, um… no
No one wants to come
No one wants to come
No one wants to come
I probably could’ve been more specific
When I asked my pal Steve
If he ever got into Group Sex
Or is it new to him like me
No one wants to come
No one wants to come
No one wants to come
With me to see…
The Circle Jerks!
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6. |
In Love With a Nun
01:57
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I’ve been going to the abbey for 47 years
I always show up with hope and drive away in tears
I know she’s crying too but what else can I do?
I'm in love with a nun
Back when were younger she refused to wear my ring
Then she invited me to watch her wed the King of Kings!
I won’t let her forget me in case she ever leaves
I’ll be waiting for my nun
We meet in the garden alone
I walk straight past confessional
And when she holds my hand I know
I’d rather go to hell than to the friend zone
With a nun
Cross your heart and pray that you don’t fall in love
With a nun
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7. |
La Cosa Nova
01:41
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Blast off for Pizza!
Blast off for Pizza!
Blast off! Blast off!
Blast off for Pizza!
When you’re blasting into orbit and you wanna stuff your face
With the freshest freakin’ pasta you can find in outer space
Dinner is made and so are we
(we…)
At La Cosa Nova
We make a margherita pizza with a lunar twist
And a Martian manicotti Sir Richard Branson can’t resist
For dessert, we make an interstellar tiramisu
And offer you can’t refuse
At La Cosa Nova
And be nice to the guys
in the Armani spacesuits
Or they’ll send you back to earth
in concrete boots
When you’re at La Cosa Nova you’re with family
Free rocket parking in the back
Our ingredients are freshly whacked…
At La Cosa Nova
Blast off for Pizza!
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8. |
Religious Exemption
02:08
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There is a lady I know
She says she’s saved but even so
She is afraid of everything
When the shit started going down
Instead of stepping up or helping out,
She withdrew from society
Religious Exemption
Denying the science
Heading for heaven
Nowhere in the Lord’s Prayer
Does it say anything
About Me, Myself and I
But she declined the opportunity To care for her community
She acted with impunity as if she had immunity
and only suckers die
Religious Exemption
Denying the science
Heading for heaven
And Jesus Christ, what happened to compassion?
How can you just pretend this shit’s not happening
Since when is Christianity all about me me me me me?
Religious Exemption
Denying the science
Heading for heaven
Denying the science
Heading for heaven
(She was afraid of everything)
credits
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9. |
Everybody's Gonna Croak
03:07
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Everybody's gonna croak
Everybody's gonna croak
You’re running out of time to be happy with your life
So let your hang ups go before you croak
Napoleon was just a man, at the end of his life, he died alone
Buzz Aldrin went to space but he still lifted his face before he croaked
When king tut sides he was only 19
How do you think that boy enjoyed his fame?
Think of any great historical figure I’ll bet ya they croaked
How much status do ya need to feel like you have succeeded? What a joke!
All your power dies when you do and the things you care about will decompose
Not to be a hippy but come on
It’s time to show some love and get some in return
Because You can’t control your image after you croak
Everybody's gonna croak
Everybody's gonna croak
You’re running out of time to feel something good inside
So learn to love yourself before you croak
Unless you do something for someone else
No one will remember your name
Why build your life around appearances
When you’re just getting older every day?
You and me and everyone
We’re gonna croak so have some fun
Presidents and magnates too
They all croak and so will you!
Everybody's gonna croak
Everybody's gonna croak
You, me, everyone we know
Not sure how we got here but we all gotta go
So baby let’s rock like we’re gonna croak any day
We’re gonna party till we croak in the USA today
Everybody’s croakin’ in the USA
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10. |
Goin' on a Walk
02:23
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I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I gotta dog, dog
I gotta baby, baby
Suburban Hell on Wheels, canned fasciitis in my heels
So fuckin’ move already!
I didn’t get to take a lunch today
And now you want me to do what?
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I got my podcast on
I’m crushin’ memory foam
I hide behind mirrored shades, and my kid’s got it made
We brought the iPad along
I got a one-hitter in my pocket, man
It’s daddy’s time to shine!
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
I’m goin’ on a walk
MOSH PART
You know, this is the one time of day I get to myself
I take thirty minutes, that’s all I ask for, thirty minutes
But sometimes, it takes me ten minutes just to get out the door!
Cuz even my walk, even my own walk is not my own
I take the kid on the walk
I take the dog on the walk
I take the kid’s stuff on the walk
I take the dog’s stuff on the walk
Gotta find my airpods for the walk
Gotta download podcasts for the walk
Lars Frederikson on Turned Out a Punk
It’ll take eight walks just to hear it all!
But I got a one-hitter in my pocket, man
It’s daddy’s time to shine!
I’m goin’ on a walk (I don’t wanna see my neighbors
I’m goin’ on a walk (I just wanna be alone)
I’m goin’ on a walk (I might not get very far now)
I’m goin’ on a walk (But at least I’m gettin stoned)
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11. |
Gasparilla
02:44
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I’m not even here, cause in my head, I’m in sunny FLA
Thinking of the fun I’m gonna have when I get to Tampa Bay
Well I’m not going to St. Pete
But I hear it’s freakin’ sweet
They got that cool Dali museum
And I’m not going to Clearwater
Though I hear I really oughta
Grouper sandwiches so big you won’t believe em
I’m going down to the pirate parade
Gonna watch the Krewe invade!
Oooh, Gasparilla
I’m not ready to go home
Ooooh, Gasparilla
I came here by myself, but I’m not alone
No one is alone at Gasparilla
I show up at 9 with a fresh cigar
And a cooler that rolls behind me
If catching beads were a contest, I’d probably be the winner
But I still don’t know where the people go
At night when the parade’s over
I always pass out before dinner
January’s getting hot this year
So grab a lukewarm beer!
Oooh, Gasparilla
I’m not ready to go home
Ooooh, Gasparilla
I came here by myself, but I’m not alone
Everyone’s got a home at Gasparilla
I don’t fit it in at home
So I take that flight alone
And Touchdown in a place where they accept me
And I got nothing to lose
So I applied to join several krewes
There’s no way they’ll all reject me
Oooh, Gasparilla
I’m not ready to go home
Ooooh, Gasparilla
I came here by myself, but I’m not alone
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12. |
Hyper and High
02:10
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At 22 I could drink like a fuckin’ fish
But now two beers make me a sleepy son of a bitch
I got too much shit to do and that I wanna get done
So I found the right solution to make my life more fun
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
I don’t wanna get drunk, I just wanna get
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Caffeine and weed until I die
41 years old hangin with my bro
Video games and punk rock radio
Super stoned, but I’m not sleepy, see?
Cause Vinny hooked me up with a big-ass can of tea
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
I don’t wanna get drunk, I just wanna get
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Caffeine and weed until I...
Die
I wake up before 6am
I gotta get my me time in
Coffee waiting freshly brewed
Time to elevate my mood
I turn that cosmic energy
Into productivity
Teas and tinctures work for me
I’ll even vape some CBD
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
I don’t wanna get drunk, I just wanna get
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
I don’t wanna get drunk, I just wanna get
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Hyper and High
Caffeine and weed until I die
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13. |
I'm Bored
01:47
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My family ain’t home
And I’m all alone
But I can’t stop staring at my phone
Cause I’m bored
Yeah, I’m bored
Bored of True crime
Documentaries
Bored of watching cartoons on dvd
I’m bored
So bored
I’m bored (He’s bored)
I’m bored (He’s bored)
I’m bored (He’s bored)
I’m bored
I ought to play guitar
but I broke a string
And I’m too bored to learn
How to fix that thing
So I’m bored
Really bored
I was kinda looking forward
To a little time with me
But I’m even getting bored of pornography
I’m so bored
I’m so bored
I turn on cable news
Cause I like to vent
But I got a boring president.
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14. |
Spouseage
00:32
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I'm in the kitchen!
I'm in the bedroom!
I'm in the living room!
I'm in the garage!
What? What? What?
What? What? What? What? What?
Don't talk to me when I'm in the other room!
Don't talk to me when I'm in the other room!
Don't talk to me when I'm in the other room!
I don't talk to you when I'm in the other room!
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A supposedly funny punk band in Durham, NC.
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