Sleeping till noon is no longer a luxury for the unaffordable crew I once hung out with
Breeding time is for dummies, and I ain't about to showcase my vulnerable tasks
Just to seek some fresh hydrogen
Arrested outside of a Del Taco, I contemplated how much diarrhea
I will have before my court date is set
Diabolical orgasms, I encountered too many lustful women in my early twenties
Who now probably once remember me as an unstudly mensch
I'm used to abusing mouthwash as poison, just to get my kicks on killing some imaginary germs
That were actually self-inflicted
Barfing up tainted goldfish was never my standard of being a promiscuous yodeler
But I think you'll never be as grandiosely suffocating as me
Beer farts always smell worse than the aroma of flatulence expelled
By white collar secretaries who are too clever to shit lead
Nothing is too sacred to f*ck on this planet, even the dried up umbilical cords
Collecting dust mites in a once luxurious museum centerpiece
Dandruff always gets my palms very greasy
And there's never enough left over matzo from Pesach for me to stock up over the year
Antiquated photographs of slightly bedeviled women
Exposing their ripe buttocks makes me wish partaking in sodomy was a national holiday
Penniless entrepreneurs such as yours truly haven't a bank account nor a trust fund
To back up their claims of mismanaged artistry
Grandstanding jerkoffs never fail to make me daydream about wooly bedsits
That were once inhabited by striving synth band debutantes
Obituaries containing surrealistic entries detailing lost causes
And sinful serenades only enrich the imaginations of folklore smothered by delicious pride
Something always keep drawing me back to those desert towns of my youth
But I still haven't revisited those areas in decades
My unsoiled apathy crash-lands whenever there's any emphatic reasoning
For swallowing liquid soap that tastes like sour onions
Being staunchly noncompetitive in a classroom full of geniuses never prevented me
From following my jaded talent of eating shit
Whoever coined the phrases uttered by any
And all alcoholic fathers should be guillotined on the spot
Never collecting utterances mumbled by oily slaves with advanced degrees, the only pleasures for Distributing subversive literature is that you're finally letting everyone know
What a supreme asshole you really think you are!
The perpetual tragedies of poets not making a living
But only by suicide is no longer a punchline, it's just tactless
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Sleeping till noon is no longer a luxury for the unaffordable crew I once hung out with
Breeding time is for dummies, and I ain't about to showcase my vulnerable tasks
Just to seek some fresh hydrogen
Arrested outside of a Del Taco, I contemplated how much diarrhea
I will have before my court date is set
Diabolical orgasms, I encountered too many lustful women in my early twenties
Who now probably once remember me as an unstudly mensch
I'm used to abusing mouthwash as poison, just to get my kicks on killing some imaginary germs
That were actually self-inflicted
Barfing up tainted goldfish was never my standard of being a promiscuous yodeler
But I think you'll never be as grandiosely suffocating as me
Beer farts always smell worse than the aroma of flatulence expelled
By white collar secretaries who are too clever to shit lead
Nothing is too sacred to f*ck on this planet, even the dried up umbilical cords
Collecting dust mites in a once luxurious museum centerpiece
Dandruff always gets my palms very greasy
And there's never enough left over matzo from Pesach for me to stock up over the year
Antiquated photographs of slightly bedeviled women
Exposing their ripe buttocks makes me wish partaking in sodomy was a national holiday
Penniless entrepreneurs such as yours truly haven't a bank account nor a trust fund
To back up their claims of mismanaged artistry
Grandstanding jerkoffs never fail to make me daydream about wooly bedsits
That were once inhabited by striving synth band debutantes
Obituaries containing surrealistic entries detailing lost causes
And sinful serenades only enrich the imaginations of folklore smothered by delicious pride
Something always keep drawing me back to those desert towns of my youth
But I still haven't revisited those areas in decades
My unsoiled apathy crash-lands whenever there's any emphatic reasoning
For swallowing liquid soap that tastes like sour onions
Being staunchly noncompetitive in a classroom full of geniuses never prevented me
From following my jaded talent of eating shit
Whoever coined the phrases uttered by any
And all alcoholic fathers should be guillotined on the spot
Never collecting utterances mumbled by oily slaves with advanced degrees, the only pleasures for Distributing subversive literature is that you're finally letting everyone know
What a supreme asshole you really think you are!
The perpetual tragedies of poets not making a living
But only by suicide is no longer a punchline, it's just tactless
Breeding time is for dummies, and I ain't about to showcase my vulnerable tasks
Just to seek some fresh hydrogen
Arrested outside of a Del Taco, I contemplated how much diarrhea
I will have before my court date is set
Diabolical orgasms, I encountered too many lustful women in my early twenties
Who now probably once remember me as an unstudly mensch
I'm used to abusing mouthwash as poison, just to get my kicks on killing some imaginary germs
That were actually self-inflicted
Barfing up tainted goldfish was never my standard of being a promiscuous yodeler
But I think you'll never be as grandiosely suffocating as me
Beer farts always smell worse than the aroma of flatulence expelled
By white collar secretaries who are too clever to shit lead
Nothing is too sacred to f*ck on this planet, even the dried up umbilical cords
Collecting dust mites in a once luxurious museum centerpiece
Dandruff always gets my palms very greasy
And there's never enough left over matzo from Pesach for me to stock up over the year
Antiquated photographs of slightly bedeviled women
Exposing their ripe buttocks makes me wish partaking in sodomy was a national holiday
Penniless entrepreneurs such as yours truly haven't a bank account nor a trust fund
To back up their claims of mismanaged artistry
Grandstanding jerkoffs never fail to make me daydream about wooly bedsits
That were once inhabited by striving synth band debutantes
Obituaries containing surrealistic entries detailing lost causes
And sinful serenades only enrich the imaginations of folklore smothered by delicious pride
Something always keep drawing me back to those desert towns of my youth
But I still haven't revisited those areas in decades
My unsoiled apathy crash-lands whenever there's any emphatic reasoning
For swallowing liquid soap that tastes like sour onions
Being staunchly noncompetitive in a classroom full of geniuses never prevented me
From following my jaded talent of eating shit
Whoever coined the phrases uttered by any
And all alcoholic fathers should be guillotined on the spot
Never collecting utterances mumbled by oily slaves with advanced degrees, the only pleasures for Distributing subversive literature is that you're finally letting everyone know
What a supreme asshole you really think you are!
The perpetual tragedies of poets not making a living
But only by suicide is no longer a punchline, it's just tactless
Writer: Eric Eskenazi
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