(Blake)
Chorus:
Lab rat chewin the wheel down to a semi-circle.
If your friends a hand, then sometimes that friend will hurt you.
If it feeds poison, make it a measured virtue.
Squeak til the break of day, that white coat never herd you.

Power is a chopping block,
you're either the meat or the hand.
All the time, it is cast as either you sleep or you stand.
That doesn’t account for seat on the can, eating the bland,
food, listening to the man, spew,
ignoring the beasts mood span.
The attitude is set to can do,
burning both ends of the candle.
want to be back in the wool that the lamb holds.
Shit, I will take the hair growth of literally any other mammal.
Sans whales,
I am stuck trying to convince you out of my ham hole.
Dolphins are smarter,
but mice are the ruling class.
You’re like, nice Douglas Adams reference,
I’m all “who is that?!?”
These are not the droids you are looking for
from your voodoo past.
Pretty sure I am walking the world
all through the lens of the Hulu glass.
The culture war was lost when coffee became a mainstream dessert.
Never trust a friend who doesn’t listen when you complain that it hurts.
Dug says the collapse came
when they scheduled the java break into work.
With a healthy fear of success and contentment,
I only feel safe on the verge.

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(Dug)

I've got it; I'm taking all of your advice at once.
Besides deciding Thai's for lunch,
I won't have to live my life for months.
It's funny how I'm confident when telling you the happenings
Because the consequences aren't there.
For me at least, and that's the thing

Imagining flapping wings
when feeding fish escape plans
From that Elvis documentary,
3000 Miles To Graceland
Like, am I getting all these tips cause I'm a rad best buddy?
Or a crash test dummy?
Hell, even if they mean well...

Busy stumbling down the drain,
I know I'm petty, I'm a heartbreaker
and if it makes a decent song,
just be glad we aren't neighbors
Used to solve most all my problems
by simply listing off their synonyms
Writing songs to sing while wobbling
as a distant voice says "Finish Him"
Solidarity is cherishing the others like yourself.
But then again I guess my self is someone that I seldom help.
I don't understand you, I don't plan to.
All I asks return the favor.
I've got your back if you've got a back,
I popped the latch on my circuit breaker.

(Chorus)
(Happy Tooth)

Lately I've been bed ridden.
I look like shit.
Stuck, head spinnin.
I just listen, while I smoke another cig.
Then more things go wrong and
I blame the government.
Our punishment for making life artificial.
Chemicals made me a machine,
my hearts a pistol.
Take me off this morphine.
I wish that I was fourteen so I could go back
to more dreams I miss it sorely.
This story ends in work
beatboxin to machinery.
Havin sleep talks and mean thoughts
knowin I'll cease to be.
Lost in the casino lights,
mosquito bites, sativa eyes.
Our dreams are handheld
we can't tell from these amoeba lives.
Rat face chewin through stone for a Svengali.
If you've been faulty,
take two of these then call me.
Losin feeling, probably zombie,
leavin seemin thoughtful.
Those white coats never even
heard you screamin at the bottle.
It's all percussive maintenance,
they're all just fuckin aliens.
I guess I wasn't made for this.
They're tellin us what crazy is.
In this life, where we break shit
to fix it.
They're courteous don't worry kids.
You're a statistic.
I write dope hooks in notebooks
cause whats done is done.
Not loyal to the topsoil
and don't respect a fuckin gun.
Less than one is none,
and two is one too many.
I don't know if this bottles
half full or just too empty.

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