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    • Dissatisfied
    • Ballad of the Yodeler
    • Tears
    • Bust Out Breakdown
    • Loose Change
    • Sex. Monkeys, Rock, Roll
    • Fantasy Chicago
    • Troglodyte
    • Monkey Meat
    • Eggs and Avocados
    • Stiffler's Mom
    • A Touch of Mercy
    • Domestic Warfare
    • No More Heroes
    • Fall Comes
    • Katherine
    • Curettage
    • Gone Too Soon
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Ballad of the Yodeler

As I check the time 

The clock begins to unwind

As if I’m waiting here for someone

As scarlet eyes can see

With nothing to conceptualize

Yet so much to be done


The bane of all desire shall dawn

As the night grows long

And it cuts the day

But it all blends together anyway


And I'll die sitting here

With hands on my remote and beer

King potato of the couch

And in a glaring haze

My vision slowly starts to fade

As eyes will close and head will slouch


The bane of all desire shall dawn

'Cause there’s something gone

Til the dope kicks in

And the pain I felt will never fill that space again


I hunger for more

I hunger for more


And when the morning comes

I won’t wake up to see the sun

if I even wake at all

Even my boring days

Feel like an endless parade

But the major soon will fall

 

The bane of all desire shall dawn

As the night grows long

And it cuts the day

But it all blends together anyway

Written by Gabriel Parry

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