1. |
10 Years
01:29
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10 years, where do you see yourself kid
10 years, don’t insult my intelligence
10 years, you could be me
10 years, this is what I see
I see myself working at this fucking burger joint
Counting coins
I see myself here for the rest of my life
10 years, how do you see your future
10 years, do you see yourself here
10 years, you could climb up
10 years, this is what I want
I wanna work at this convenience store
Making no more than
Minimum wage for the rest of my life
I see myself working in this cubical
Making pointless phone calls
I see myself working wasting my fucking time
I see myself in this fucking meaningless
Fucking pointless place I
see myself trapped here for the rest of my life
10 years kid yeah
10 years kid yeah
10 years kid yeah
10 years kid yeah
10 years kid yeah
10 years kid yeah
10 years kid yeah
10 years kid yeah
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2. |
Food or Thought
02:58
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He has a hot pocket for breakfast
And pizza rolls for lunch
A light snack, some left over pizza
Then he goes to his pizza job
He makes pizzas all god damn night
Then gets home to his pizza wife
He cooks up a frozen za for dinner
And a midnight snack
And he burnt his tongue again
He burnt his tongue again
He lives on pizza planet
With his pizza friends
And his pizza parents shrug
He’s useless anyway
The biggest decision he’s ever made
Is sausage or pepperoni
And his pizza expression
Shows his uncertainty
He has a pizza life
He has a pizza life
He has a pizza life
He has a pizza life
He burns his tongue all the time
And all this, he barely worked for
Is now in jeopardy
And he feigns confidence
But his pizza paycheck says he can’t
Be anyone
And all this he wanted at least
Is now his pizza best
And he feigns clarity
But his pizza paycheck says he can’t
Be happy, no
Grab me a pizza life
Grab me a pizza life
Grab me a pizza life
Buy me a pizza life
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3. |
Wasting Time
00:59
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I waste my time on things like
Porn and games and overeating
I’m stagnating, I’m wasting
All my precious time away
My life away
I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to fall asleep
I don’t want free time
Cause I know that I’ll just waste it away
I’ll waste away
I’ll waste away
I’ll waste away
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4. |
Citrus Funky Jam
02:40
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I don’t get this collective ignorance
I don’t know when we all decided
Let’s look at half the picture
And not questions what the painting means
Just have a catchy melody
Don’t bother with the meaningless sentiment
I say I care
But I sing I care
I wish you’d heard but
You never listen
Should I sing a little slower?
Or not slur my words
It’s not like the fucking text
Isn’t printed in a fucking booklet
Not that you looked
Not that you care
Not that you understand
Me, or any singer of any band of any generation
Is it that you just don’t care to listen
Or is it that you don’t comprehend
Understand this, deaf ain’t bliss
I could be a speaker for the KKK
And you’d never know
As long as it follows
Girl your drive me crazy
This drives me crazy
You fucks
You never listen
You never listen
You never listen
You never listen
Well hear this
I know you see the surface
You cling to so few words
Just enough to sing to so
Why don’t you sing to this
Oh I try to write and sing
Something that means something but
Why do I try
Why should I try
Why would I write when
You never listen
You never listen
You never listen
You never listen
You never
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5. |
Unpopular
03:16
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We reward, everything we seem to hate
And we wanna see, talentless fucks on our tv
And maybe that’s led to what’s happening here
Maybe that’s what led to this thing I can’t explain
They work, all day
Just to make something of themselves
And we just,
Help them to their graves
And we won’t change,
But it’s too late anyway
And we’ll stay the same
What a shame
Popular for nothing
Unpopular for something
We ignore, the drop off of integrity
And we wanna be, a mindless clod on MTV
And we, can’t see, they’ve turned us into their company
And we, only feed, this idiocy
We’re idiots you see
And maybe that’s led to what’s happening now
Maybe that’s what’s led to the shame of the talented
They work, all day
Just to make something of themselves
And we just,
Help them to their graves
And we won’t change,
But it’s too late anyway
And we’ll stay the same
What a shame
Popular for nothing
Unpopular for something
They work, all day
Just to make something of themselves
And we just,
Help them to their graves
And we won’t change,
But it’s too late anyway
And we’ll stay the same
What a shame
Popular for nothing
Unpopular for something
Popular for nothing, unpopular for singing
Popular for nothing, unpopular for writing
Popular for nothing, unpopular for acting
Popular for nothing, unpopular for thinking
They’ve turned us into their company
Close
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6. |
Your Best
03:11
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Your best ain’t good enough
Your best ain’t good enough
Your best ain’t good enough
Your best ain’t good enough
You sleep all day
And work all night
Just to fall down
To an empty bedside
It help to drink down the bottle
You tell yourself at least
You don’t have to try
To be something more than
I work nine to five
You don’t have to try
I don’t want to lie
It will be an average life
Your best ain’t good enough
Your best ain’t good enough
Your best ain’t good enough
Your best ain’t good enough
You don’t get to be an inspiration
You don’t get to be a driving force
You be lucky you make someone happy
You be lucky you happy yourself
It burns
To fill your lungs
But it hurts
Much more without
You don’t have to try
To be something more than
I am getting by
You don’t have to try
I don’t want to lie
It will be an average life
You don’t get to win
But you don’t have to lose
Just try to find happiness
So pour you a drink
Have yourself a cig
Just try to get comfortable
It’s okay
It’s okay
It’s okay
It’s okay
[Your best ain’t good enough]
It’s okay [Your best ain’t good enough]
It’s okay [Your best ain’t good enough]
It’s okay [Your best ain’t good enough]
It’s okay [Your best ain’t good enough]
It’s okay [Your best ain’t good enough]
It’s okay [Your best ain’t good enough]
It’s okay [Your best ain’t good enough]
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7. |
Eighteen
02:48
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I need a job
I need a place
I need a wife
I need some space
I need some help
But I’m eighteen
I need a car
I need to drive
I need a plan
I need a life
I need someone
But I’m eighteen
And yesterday I couldn’t
Buy a pack of smokes
But now I’m expected
To make it on my own
I won’t make it on my own
I need a home
I need some cash
I need ID
I need to pack
I need a friend but I’m eighteen
I need a girl
I need to plan
I need control
I need help man
I need help bad but I’m eighteen
And yesterday I couldn’t
Be outside after ten
And now I’m expected
To make it by myself
How can I make it by myself
And yesterday I couldn’t
Have sex with a girl
And now I’m expected
To go and face the world
I can’t even drink
I need a life
I need a life
I need a life
But instead I’ll start a band, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’ll start a band, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’ll start a band, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’ll start a band, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I need a job
I need a place
I need some time
I need some space
I need some help
But I’m eighteen
I need a car
I need to drive
I need a plan
I need a life
I need someone
But I’m eighteen
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8. |
Recompense
04:58
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I am just a man
It’s unfair to ask this of me
And I try
I try so hard
I sacrifice to be who I am
Don’t pretend your violence is righteous
And don’t pretend you don’t deserve what you get
And this system is failing it leaves them unscathed
While the peaceful lie broken in ashes of the brave
It’s unfair, it’s unjust, and an eye for an eye
Doesn’t matter when the whole world’s already blind
But at least I’ll get my recompense
I won’t suffer in silence anymore
I’ll get my just dues, a rotten heart
But it doesn’t make a difference when
The whole system’s rotten from the start
Recompense, I’ll get it
I’ll get my just dues, gouged out eyes
But it doesn’t really matter when the whole worlds already blind
But you know I’ll get it
I am just a being
It’s demeaning to do this to me
And to us
The human race it’s a disgrace
To put us here
I
I fight so long and hard to
Create this home
And I despise
You and everyone like you
You kill for your cause
And don’t pretend your righteous in violence
And don’t pretend you don’t deserve much worse
And this system is failing
They fight love with hate
While the peaceful look for answers
In the shadows of the brave
It’s unfair, it’s unjust, and an eye for an eye
Doesn’t matter when the whole world’s already blind
But at least I’ll get my recompense
I won’t suffer in silence any longer
I’ll get my just dues, a rotten heart
But it doesn’t make a difference when
The whole system’s rotten from the start
Recompense, I’ll get it
I’ll get my just dues, gouged out eyes
But it doesn’t really matter when the whole worlds already blind
But you know I’ll get it
But at least I’ll get my recompense
I won’t suffer in silence anymore
I’ll get my just dues, a rotten heart
But it doesn’t make a difference
No, it doesn’t really matter at all
Recompense, I’ll get it
I’ll get my just dues, gouged out eyes
But it doesn’t really matter cause I know I’ll get my
Recompense
I won’t suffer in silence anymore
I’ll get my just dues, a rotten heart
But it doesn’t make a difference when
The whole system’s rotten from the start
Recompense, I’ll get it
I’ll get my just dues, gouged out eyes
But it doesn’t really matter when the whole worlds already blind
But you know I’ll get it
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9. |
||||
After the show
Gotta numb my brain with some tv
After the fest
I’m always depressed
From hearing the set list
After the set
My minds a mess, my body’s a wreck
After the wreck
I’d write a song, but im too fat
So read my epitaph
I’m the one
In the middle of the crowd with the clown wig
Im the guy
I think I gave my cd but I’d really like it back
Need to make some changes
After you played
I went insane, I’m not to blame
For stealing your songs
Your melodies, I should have known better
Then to go to the show
Where I only know for sure, im out of place
So if you play a song
Could you dumb it down just for me
Read my epitaph
I’m the one
In the middle of the crowd with the clown wig
Im the guy
I think I gave my cd but I’d really like it back
Need to make some changes
I just want to be in a punk rock band
Thanks for the hat
The tote bag, the dead grass
And the dirt in my lungs
Thanks for the show
I’m the one
In the middle of the crowd with the clown wig
Im the guy
I think I gave my cd but I’d really like it back
I’m the loser with no shirt and the sunburn
I’m the punk
Who just wishes he could be you
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10. |
How it Goes
01:44
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Speak to me son
Tell me your sins your secrets
And you might be forgiven
Say ten hail Marys
And maybe I will let you go
And I can’t imagine
The sorrow and the suffering
This misery
And I don’t really care
But is that all that’s there
Is this all that’s here
Am I alone
Guide me father
Tell me your stories, allegories
And maybe I’ll find my way
Say fifty hail Marys
And finally I can know
And I can materialize
But I can’t exercise
This ignorance
And I don’t really mind
But I can’t spend my time
Arguing anymore
I’m not content
But I can’t defend
Feeling this hate again
I am alone
But I can’t be prone
To looking for meaning anymore
Anymore
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11. |
Pseudo Solutions
04:24
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Well no one cares
For your opinion
These things just happen
Even if they shouldn’t
And we won’t get rid
Of this affliction
Not completely
And you’re not helping
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Based on uninformed conceptions
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Anymore
Use your head
Not your heart
I know it’s hard
But these things take time
So be informed
Nonpartisan
We don’t need more assholes
Or Idiots
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Based on uninformed conceptions
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Anymore
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Based on uninformed conceptions
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Anymore
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Based on uninformed conceptions
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Anymore
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Anymore
I don’t want
Your pseudo solutions
Anymore
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12. |
Enola G.
01:34
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Stomaching shards of glass
Injecting acid into my veins
Gargling a shot of bleach
Brushing my teeth with razor blades
I’m swimming through syringes
I'm walking on tacks
I’m showering in nails
I’m ingesting a whole cactus
Knifing an electric socket
Sticking a fork into my eye
Fisting a blender full of salt
Forcing a chainsaw through my thigh
I’m rolling on porcupines
I’m in a vice of spikes
I’m chewing on hot coals
I’m crushing my fucking spine
In a trash compactor
I’m breaking all my fingers
I’m breaking all my toes
I’m frenching a wood chipper
I’m slitting my fucking throat
Don’tcha know
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13. |
Cop Killer!
04:26
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Bleeding hearts don’t show in blue
But Johnny knows they work for Uncle Sam
So they can’t feel empathy
Gold badges like red blankets
And Maxwell only knows the corruption
So he does what he thinks is right
Let’s go kill some cops
Let’s go kill some pigs
Let’s find us some boys in blue
And hang ‘em by their necks
Cop Killer
Let me watch your heart bleed
Cop killer
Let me see your eyes fade
Cop killer
Let me see your brain seep
Cop killer
Let me hear your lungs
Stop
Protection plus guns just don’t resonate
Authoritarian Jimmy would say
So he grabs his baseball bat
Racism prevalent headlines say
Demonized, and violently portrayed
So you gotta fight fire with fire
Let’s go kill some cops
Let’s go kill some pigs
Let’s find us some boys in blue
And hang ‘em by their necks
Cop Killer
Let me watch your heart bleed
Cop killer
Let me see your eyes fade
Cop killer
Let me see your brain seep
Cop killer
Let me hear your lungs
Stop
It’s so unlike you
To be controlled by the media
Maybe stop the hate
I mean stop the hate
Let’s go kill some cops
Let’s go kill some pigs
Let’s find us some boys in blue
And hang ‘em by their necks
Cop Killer
Let me watch your heart bleed
Cop killer
Let me see your eyes fade
Cop killer
Let me see your brain seep
Cop killer
Let me hear your lungs
Stop
Cop killer
I want to watch you die
Cop killer
I just want to hear you scream
Cop killer
I want you to beg for mercy
Cop killer
I wanna hear your lungs
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop
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14. |
The Human Debt
04:53
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When I kill myself I hope you’re there
You’ll clean the shit from my underwear
You’ll scoop me up, assume insane
Windex the blood from the window pane
Officials say probably depressed
From his school or job or internet
And when they ask for the cause of death
I doubt they’ll say the human debt
Murphy came home
Murphy sat alone
He was tried to be born
But was not accepted
Born to suffer
Born in negative percent
Born to a manger or a crack house
It made no difference
“Murphy listen” his father said
One day your mother will pass
Murphy someday, I will too
But you’ve got to be a man
It’s gonna be hard
No one is born devoid of debt
Born to a millionaire or murder
It makes no difference to them
When I kill myself I hope you’re there
You’ll clean the shit from my underwear
You’ll scoop me up, assume insane
Windex the blood from the window pane
Officials say probably depressed
From his school or job or internet
And when they ask for the cause of death
I doubt they’ll say the human debt
Murphy found out
Murphy lazed around
Murphy tried to fight back
But it was an uphill battle
Living to bare life
Living to bare yourself
Born a genius or a fool
It bears no meaning to me
Murphy broke down, what a shame
Happiness was never found
He was laughably outgunned
And so he reached for one
What a tragic tale
What an unfortunate life
Born to misery, to human debt
Murphy never had a chance
When I kill myself I hope you’re there
You’ll clean the shit from my underwear
You’ll scoop me up, assume insane
Windex the blood from the window pane
Officials say probably depressed
From his school or job or internet
And when they ask for the cause of death
I doubt they’ll say the human debt
Murphy was a sweet lad
He always tried to make ‘em laugh
But I guess he was tortured
He saw through all the lies that overcame life
He saw that no matter what he did the dawn would
Never last and I guess in the end that’s what did him in
He always talked about being born in debt
Never living a life without insurmountable adversities
The odds being against everyone to be truly happy
He came out of the womb crying, what does that tell you
I guess in the end this was inevitable for old Murphy
Murphy we’ll miss ya, ya crazy bastard
You were a friend
When I kill myself I hope you’re there
You’ll clean the shit from my underwear
You’ll scoop me up, assume insane
Windex the blood from the window pane
Officials say probably depressed
From his school or job or internet
And when they ask for the cause of death
Ah you better know
[When I end my life you better save the knife
It can be your little souvenir
Don’t mourn me, and don’t ask why
The taste of life, it was so bitter
Friends and family just carry on
Like our life’s aren’t already dead and gone
And when you ask why I brought an end
I doubt they’ll say the human debt]
When I kill myself I hope you’re there
You’ll clean the shit from my underwear
You’ll scoop me up, assume insane
Windex the blood from the window pane
Officials say probably depressed
From his school or job or internet
And when they ask for the cause of death
I doubt they’ll say the human debt
Woah, oh oh oh oh
Woah, oh oh oh oh
Woah, oh oh oh oh
Woah, oh oh oh oh
Oi Oi Oi Oi
Oi Oi Oi Oi
Oi Oi Oi Oi
Oi Oi Oi Oi
Oi Oi Oi Oi
Oi Oi Oi Oi
Oi Oi Oi Oi
Oi Oi
Human debt!
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15. |
Don't Remind Me
02:49
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We
We overeat, then sue McDonalds
Our kids, they are dumb
But we don’t care
We cut education
Now kids cut themselves
Earth, is divine fruit
But not self-sustaining
A rotting flower
That we don’t water
Don’t remind me
I don’t want deal with this
Crushing reality
Nothing’s my fault
But everything is
We
We believe, things will get better
On their own
What a shameful state
What a state of mind
To block out the thought
I need to do my part
Before things fall apart
Completely
At least I'm not a cynic
But I could see the pull
Don’t remind me
I don’t want deal with this
Crushing reality
Nothing’s my fault
But everything is
Things
Things seem so bleak
Why do have hope
When we continue like this
But I put it out of my mind
I put it out of my heart
Why try and change
When we can just forget the world
When we can just forget ourselves
Don’t remind me
I don’t want deal with this
Crushing reality
Nothing’s my fault
Nothing’s my fault
So don’t remind me
Don’t remind me
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16. |
Capacity to Love
04:50
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So the masses live in fear
which breeds hate manifested in
bigotry and isolation and a myriad of
invisible boarders and walls
as simple as pigment, culture and geography
We wave our flag, our banner our code of arms
And it lets us show pride in war with ourselves
This situation’s quite comical when really thought about
Except no one’s laughing, how about you?
No leaders, no gods or messiah to
Show us the way to peace
We can only save ourselves from ourselves
So we sing our melodies
And what a shame
That we choose to live this way
And we try so hard to try to live together
And it burns ‘cause
We know we have the capacity to love
The media, begs us to live in fear
And hate beckons us and we listen to the siren song
And crash into the rocks and the few try and bucket
Out the water but they know it’s no use
No path, no direction, or angelic righteous guidance
to find us a path to repentance
We can only atone for ourselves
So we sing our melodies
And what a shame
That we choose to live this way
And we try so hard to be at war with ourselves
And it hurts ‘cause
We know we have the capacity to
H-A-T-E
A way of life or conspiracy
H-A-T-E
A perpetuation you’re meant to believe
H-A-T-E
So tempting so easy to feed
H-A-T-E
We weren’t meant to live this way
But can we break the cycle of hate and violence
Break the cycle of feeling and thinking this way
Break the cycle of hate, in our hearts
So we sing our melodies
And what a shame
That we choose to live this way
And we try so hard to be at war with ourselves
And it hurts ‘cause
We know we have the capacity to love
We know we have the capacity to love
We know we have the capacity to love
We know we have the capacity to love
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17. |
Syed the Terrorist
04:16
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Poor Syed
He put his dynamite vest
Inside out
He wore the wrong shoes
The ones with no bombs
He forgot his nail clippers
On flight 51
Called in a bomb
On a landline
It was the wrong number
He called a sex hotline
He skipped flight lessons
And gun safety class
What a disaster
He should kill himself
Boarded the wrong plane
Fell asleep in coach
Had diarrhea
Poor Syed
Planted a bomb
For the marathon
Put on the wrong street
Doesn’t matter he was asleep
He used a knife
Forgot his gun
Brought his wife
To the pentagon
Poor Syed
Poor Syed
Poor Syed
Poor Syed
The van he thought
Was a bomb
Was in fact a sting
The FBI was on
He yelled for god
He didn’t blow up
Shot in the chest
Poor Syed
A little life
In the empty road
His vest malfunctioned
Goodbye Syed
Poor Syed
Poor Syed
Poor Syed
Poor Syed
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18. |
Her
03:36
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Let me tell you ‘bout her
Always around
She spends a hundred and ten percent of my paycheck
But she’s like family
She owes me money
And I say don’t pay me back but I hope she will
She needs gas
So I gotta pay for that
So apologetic but hey she’s gotta eat
I’m an enabler
When it comes to buying groceries
And food for her dog and her cat too
She can’t squeeze blood from a stone
But I can
She can’t trim her lifestyle but I’ll trim mine
For her
I know
I should just give her up
But you know that I cannot
I know
I should just give her up
But you know that I cannot
Let me tell you ‘bout her
Always by my side
She really digs into my savings
But she’s my best friend
Watches me play guitar
I hope she stops borrowing money but I know she won’t
They say she’s no good for me
But I stay
They say live your life but I can’t go on
Without her
Without her
Let me tell you ‘bout her
Always on my shoulder
She worries, we bicker
But in the end I know she loves me
She loves me
She loves me
She’s like a drug but I can’t give her up
‘cause she loves me
She loves me
[You gotta quit her, you gotta quit her]
She loves me
[You gotta quit her, you gotta quit her]
She loves me
[You gotta quit her, you gotta quit her]
She loves me
[You gotta quit her, you gotta quit her]
She loves me
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19. |
Heart Atrophy
05:14
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How long have I felt this way?
I can’t remember not
Can my heart cope with anything
But pain
I’m feeling cold again
My heart’s atrophied
I hope it doesn’t wither away
Love is a stranger to me
In my dreams
She lies next to me so peacefully
And I don’t feel so alone
How long have a felt like this
I don’t think I ever didn’t
Can my mind find memories
Of content
I’m feeling worthless again
I’m holding my hand out
But no one’s saving me
From slowly sinking
In my dreams
She lies next to me so peacefully
And I don’t feel so alone
How long must I hold my love?
That never drains away
Slowly poisoning
In my dreams
She lies next to me so peacefully
And I feel that
In my dreams
She lies next to me
So peacefully
And I don’t feel so alone
No I don’t feel so alone
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