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01. OUTER SPACE IS BORING  (04:36)

Lost in myself, lost in a cloud. Nothing to say, a face in the crowd.Nothing I do amounts to a thing, everything changes but the songs but I sing.I always meant to reach for the stars, I came up short and landed on Mars.Space is a drag, it's boring and cold, time’s standing still but still I’m growing old.I got annoyed when I looked to the sky, I saw the void and I lost my mind.It doesn’t make sense without reason or rhyme but I’m going crazy for the hundredth time.Outer Space is boring and I want to go home.

 

02. I HATE MYSELF  (04:03)

Every morning when I get out of bed I can’t stand to look in the mirrorSo much hate for the things that I ain’t, I gotta a lotta judgment and fearSince I was a kid I regretted what I did, I wasn’t ever good enough for meWatching all the people in my school and the streets and watching people on TVI hate myself Maybe you’re like me and you always wonder why the voices in your head won’t quitCriticize until I can’t even move, make believe that I ain’t…But when you pull back the mask and look underneath, there’s nothing but a human insideWe’ve all been sold a big bill of goods, we’ve all been taken for a ride, singin’I hate myselfFrom the first day of school and even before you’re told you gotta march in lineBetter look pretty, better conform, conform until you are confinedBut when you really break it down it’s all just a trap to keep you buying all their crap.It’s all just designed to make you feel resigned so you won’t be stepping out of line so worry about:Your money and your phone and your car and your house, your computer and your job and your clothes. You’re too fat too skinny too ugly too old too weird too odd too boldToo loud too brash too impatient too rash too smart too stupid too coldDon’t think “it’s a lie” just buy buy buy until you die.I hate myself .

 

03. LOCKED OUT  (03:19)

Well, I’m really super tired of my so-called friends keeping me in my straightjacket past.I’m so sick and tired of being forced into that same role that I’ve been typecast.Well it may have been a while since you heard me sing, but that  ain’t really my thingAnd I’m locked in locked out, left out in the cold, everybody’s expectations really getting old.Two good arms and two good legs, I might push back or run away.Locked in, locked out, left out in the cold gonna keep on growing so I’m never growing oldI’ll keep on until I break, I might look dumb but that’s the chance I’ll have to take.I got a real sinking feeling that I don’t fit in and I’ll never get the chance again.I could have been a winner if I just conformed to the scripted little masterplan.But I can’t keep writing that same old song, just we can get along.Feeling locked in, locked out, left out in the cold, drowning in a sea of expectation and control.Two good arms and two good legs, I might push back or run away.Locked in, locked out, left out no matter how I try, I’m gonna keep on living every moment until I die.I’ll keep on until I break, I might look dumb but that’s the chance I’ll have to take.So tell me all the reasons why you can’t give that to me?And I’ll tell you all the reasons why, I can’t look back, I just can’t wait, the chance I’ll have to take. Well I really can’t remember who I was before and the reason I was doing this thing.If you can’t be yourself then loyalty ain’t nothing but a poisonous stingAnd I can’t look back or I’ll turn into stone and I’d rather be alone.Instead of locked in, locked out left out in the cold, drowning in a sea of expectation and control.Two good arms and two good legs, I’ll flap my arms and swim away.Locked in, locked out, left out no matter how I try, I’m gonna keep on living until I die.I’ll keep on until I break, I might look dumb but that’s the chance I’ll have to take.

 

04. MAKE IT STOP  (05:42)

Well I wake up every morning and it all comes right back to me. All the sickness and the hatred, the bloodshed and the death and disease. All the inhumanity on display in the smallest of thingsand how you make a bloodsport of your sadism and cruelty. I wake up and it’s all back just another ad hominem attack. Take your potshots and tweet your replies. I can see right through your barely human-like disguise.Make it stop.Well I wake up every morning and it all comes right back to me. All the sickness and the hatred, the bloodshed and the death and disease. And the rank hostility that underlies the smallest of things.and how you make a bloodsport of your sadism and cruelty. I wake up and it’s all back just another ad hominem attack. Take your potshots and tweet your replies. I can see right through your barely human-like disguise.Make it stop.

 

05. BEAUTIFUL/UGLY  (04:52)

Life is Beautiful,Ugly and it’s lovely,disgusting, All the things full of beauty soon turn out to be putrid,All the rotting and rancid it’s all just so romantic, Civilizations advances better ways to enhance it’s Ways of mechanized slaughter. Stick your toes in the water, feel the oceans get hotter. Like a beautiful lobster or a frog on a burner,Everything decomposes, it’s all coming up roses, We’re all pushing up daisies  it could make you go crazy,It could make you go crazy,Well sun rises sets and the burnt cigarettes in the gutter the sputter of engines it all drives me on,And the winter and summer it’s all such a bummer the limos by Hummer it all comes a tumblin’ down,The lightning and thunder the pillage the plunder the tearing asunder the breakthroughs and blunders the wretched and wonderful things that the people can doThe smelling of flowers the gunmen in towers the smiling babies the pack dogs with rabiesthe loveliest,ugliest poem you ever will read,Life is beautiful,ugly its infected and pussing,like the home that you wanted soon turned out to be haunted,and the ghosts are all hungry, wanting products and money,it’s all milky with honey then it’s starving and angry and the war drums are banging.Hear the beat of the drummer march in line like a soldier,stand in line like I told yasettle down and get older,watch the disintegration lose your imagination, worry lots ‘bout inflationmonuments to stagnation,depression, elation,Well It’s raining, it's pouring exciting and boring awake or ignoring it all drags me down down down to the ground. And the seasons are changing the stars rearranging the leaves are all falling in piles ofbrown brown brown on the ground, And the weeds are all growing we’re reaping and sowing and ebbing and flowing and waxing and waning and singing complaining and loving and hating at once,Because we’re goodness and evil and humble conceited and loving and cheating and kindly deceiving transmitting receiving and giving and taking and real and faking reliably breaking down down down to the ground down down down in the ground.

 

06. SELF DESTRUCT  (03:56)

The TV’s talking backwards and the cops are after me. The cities burn to embers when I see your eyes of green. You make me feel like I’m already dead. My brains shot out my pee hole and my body’s fully bled.I wanna Self-Destruct.Please grind up my bones to make yer bread. Or cut up my whole body and make a meal instead.I can’t eat, I can't sleep, I can't think of nothing else. So lead me to temptation, I can't find it myself.I wanna self-destruct.Look in my eyes.I love you so much that it hurts my brain. You’re like a sweet last shot in a mainline vein.Rapunzel,Rapunzel, let down your hair. So I can climb into your reclining chair.

07. THE BLINDING LIGHT  (02:54)

Your heart is a blinding light, the moon and the stars combined.The love makes it shine all night. Your heart is a blinding light.Let’s go to the green, don’t you want to make-believe we can fly?Automatically always full of mischief, fun and surprise.Your heart is a blinding light, illuminates all of the night.Your moods make the starlight shine. Your heart is a blinding light.Give away your last dime to the men who held you up with a knife.They just huddled up and took up a collection for the weird guy.I was always blind, you are still on my mind,always saying thing, sweet romantic dreams. Teach me how to teach, teach me how to believe. Watch the falling leaves, see the swaying trees. Don’t you want to make-believe we can fly?Your heart is a blinding light.

 

08. LETTER OF THE LAW  (06:08)

Everybody’s saying stupid things. It’s just about enough to make me scream. Foaming at the mouth, thinking that they’re special. “Come and look at me, take a look inside my frozen heart.”Everybody’s got an opinion. It’s just about enough to make me yawn.Something that they think makes them really smart. I could convince you I ain’t got no pain inside my heart.But I have seen myself through broken glass and I have seen my technicolor crap.But you just walk on air on a cloud that’s not really there.And you just walk away while people stop and stare.Your feet never touch the ground and your tracks never make a soundand once you get up, you’ll never get down. Everybody’s lost their goddamn minds,eyes for eyes just make the whole world blind.Everybody’s made of skin and bones,afraid they're all alone. You’re all alone, you know.

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