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Exercise
03:36
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Exercise, Exercise
Never forget the importance of Exercise
For your brains, and your thighs
Everything grows in size when you
Exercise, Exercise
Every time you feel like you wanna die
Learn to breathe, you're alive
Gotta get out of the house and
Exercise, Exercise
Exercise, Exercise
Never forget the importance of exercise
For your buns, and your mind
Everything gets nice and tight when you
Exercise, Exercise
When life feels just like one big boring waste of time
Work it out, and you'll find
Everything is more interesting when you
Exercise, Exercise
Exorcise the voice that overrides your delight
When you just realize
What you really need is
Exercise, Exercise
Do what you want
I'm gonna (exercise, exercise)
Do what you feel
I'm gonna (exercise)
Do what feels real
I'm gonna
Exercise, Exercise
Kiss your social anxiety and depression goodbye
Exercise, Exercise
Whenever you feel like you'd rather die
Learn to breathe, you're alive
Time to get out of your mind and just
Exercise, Exercise
Never forget how important it is to memorize
For your buns, and your mind
Grow in size
When you Exercise, yeah
Do what you feel (go on)
I'm gonna (exercise)
Do what feels real (that's what I'm gonna do)
I'm gonna (exercise)
I'm gonna Exercise
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2. |
Famous
03:26
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Every time I retrieved your favorite hat
Every time I retrieved I sent it back
I’m gonna learn you bout the medicine man come on
He’s gonna medicate you fast as he can come on
I only wanna be famous
I only want everybody to know my name
I only want a reason to feel fucked up and lame
I only wanna make money
I don’t wanna sell any body anything
I need something other than my genes for me to blame
Don’t pretend you don’t fight it every day
Feeling like you’re nothing but in the way of life
I’m lucky enough to ain’t never felt a lacking of love, So
I don’t care if I never feel the latex touch of fame’s glove
I never wanna be famous
I never want every body to know my name
I never need a reason to feel fucked up and Lame, no
I only need to make money
I don’t wanna sell any body anything
I need something other than my genes for me to blame
I never wanna be famous
Never wanna be everything to everyone
I only need a reason to feel fucked up and dumb
I really need to make money
But don’t wanna sell any body anything
I need something other than my dreams for me to blame
(I don’t wanna be famous, no)
(I just need to make money)
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3. |
Speed
03:52
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How badly I want
Something or someone
To help me forget about this longing
To pervert my mind
All the time
Here we are,
In the club again
Just like next weekend
Probably not the high point of my night
(cigarette) Yes, I'll smoke another cigarette
Maybe do a lot of..
(Speed)
Takes the edge off and replaces it with a razor
More than sharp enough to cut through your vain
Attempt at trying to feel nothing
Rack up a line of
(Speed)
If you prefer staring at the wall over sleeping
And you think you might have ADHD
Turn it into a Ph.D.
By doing lots of
(Speed)
It's always the same
Day after day
Running to escape my faster condescending mind
Trying to avert my eyes
Feeling low
But I think I'm ok
Or at least I'll fake it
Everybody tells me I can't make it
(by myself) and I see the me shaped hole inside my soul
Then I'll fill every orifice with..
(Speed)
Takes the edge off and replaces it with a razor
More than sharp enough to cut through your vain
Attempt at trying to feel nothing
Rack up a line of
(Speed)
If you prefer staring at the wall over sleeping
And you think you might have ADHD
Turn it into a Ph.D.
By doing lots of..
(Speed)
If you like staring at the wall more than sleeping
and you think you might have ADHD
Just turn it into a Ph.D.
By doing lots of SPEED
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4. |
Fruit Flies
04:53
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You have a face like outer space
Which bends my mind like space and time
I don't dream any more frequently than I may seem
About the times when I was young, and fun.
STD's, cowboys, and engines running constantly
Circling the Sonic™ parking lot.
And we're not OK.
I don't drink, or take drugs and party more than I need
In order to transform my sadness to radness.
So don't let me castrate your good vibes with my self pity
Or at least that's what Dad would say.
Anyways. Awkward...
Forget I said anything
(Did you know that you're like your dad?
You're tender and sad, but that's alright
You'll be like that for your whole life.)
'Cuz it's genetic.
Don't regret it.
Or succumb to it.
Overcome it!
I can't sleep, because I'm afraid of what I might dream
And because I don't wanna wake up from this one.
Hyper speed. I wanna live life at the speed of dream
As I traverse the galaxy
I'm happier than I have yet to be
"Look at the top of the fly with spots. And that's a little dance he does in front of the female, while he's pursuing her in courtship."
Fruit flies in my bed
Fruit flies like hell
Fruit flies in my head
Fruit flies everywhere except for in the fruit
Flies round my bed
Fruit flies go to hell
Fruit flies round my head
Fruit flies everywhere except in the flute
Fries round my head
Fruit flies go to hell
Fruit flies I want dead
Fruit flies everywhere except for in the fruit
You have a face like outer space
You bend my mind
Event horizon/her eyes on me
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5. |
We'd Party
01:30
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Look at the plant over there? (Kari K. J.)
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Everybody party
Even if our feet and faces melt
Thermonuclear fallout
Ain't gonna bring us down, oh no!!
I never thought that I'd see the end
But now I know
I'm only seeing it again
The only thing I seem to wanna do
Is party through
The anger inside me and you
So come on and,
Everybody party
Everybody party for the end
Cuz it's party time now
Fuck the nuclear fallout, oh yeah!
Everybody party
Even if our feet and faces melt
Thermonuclear fallout
Ain't gonna bring us down, oh no!!
Everybody party
Even if our feet and faces melt
Thermonuclear fallout
Ain't gonna bring us down, oh no!!
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7. |
Latexx
03:18
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Don't cross the road on anything but your feet
Don't hold hands with anyone not made of meat
Don't give your name to anyone you don't trust
'Cuz otherwise your eyes could turn into dust
I'm taking back my name
Down to the letter I have given away
Don't try to tell me I've not a thing to gain
'Cuz I've never felt more sane
Be prepared to give away all that you love
In exchange for the latex touch of fame's glove
But I've been assured that it's just as bitter as it is sweet
To shake the hands of people not made of meat
But I know that I don't like bitter things or robots so,
I'm gonna change my name
Although all of the letters appear the same
No one can say it, thus making me your slave
'Cuz my lyfe is myne to claim
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8. |
H4TE
03:11
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I ain't what one might call the "survivor type" so please don't
Tell me everything will be alright 'cuz I know it won't
Be anything other than what I believe in my mind
A trash island the size of the U.S.A. in front and behind
Side to side
But it doesn't matter when you realize the sun is hungry for the earth.
(hungry for the earth)
I can't help thinking maybe some of the pieces are gone
'Cuz I'm trying to fit a rhombus where the square goes.
I know I gotta try to find some way to unite all the states of my mind
And then we'll make up, making love from the front and behind
Side to side
'Cuz it doesn't matter when you feel like the sun is hungry for the earth.
(Earth) is hungry for the earth
(hungry for the earth)
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9. |
Nothing Gets Me (Harder)
03:34
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Nothing gets me harder than when I think of you, girl
And I never wanna be anywhere other than inside you, girl
ooo, ohhhh
Nothing gets me hotter than the things that we do, boy
And I don't want anyone other than you as my toy, boy
Before the words could leave my mouth
I've already taken them back by trying to be myself
Never can go back there now
What I'd give to die in that moment, because
Nothing gets me softer than rejection from you, girl
So I just guess I'll have to play with myself in my room, girl
Before the words could leave my mouth
I've already taken them back by trying to be myself
Never could go back there now
What I'd give to live in that moment, but
Now that we've got it out of the way we can be friends
But we can't go back there now
you know why? (why?)
I don't know, but all I can tell you is that
Nothing gets me higher than when I think of you, yeah
I'm just a comet traveling to the arms of the sun, yeah
(nothing in the known universe gets me harder than you, and what we do.
Be we on earth, or on Xanadu. Love is our revenue.
Nothing gets me ((harder)) than you)
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10. |
Personality
04:05
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Un-incorrigible middle men with incorrigible demands
I'll do anything. Sheathe your sword in me
Please just learn my name, so I can
Feel like I've not waited all my life
For another wasted opportunity
For you to sheathe your sword in me
Make the people see that I've got personality
Gee, I'm so happy I could tweet
At the thought of being the braindead canary
In a plastic cage of the information age
I think I lost my face to cyber gods
Millenial parasite (Kawaii)
I'll do anything. Sheathe your sword in me
Please just make me famous.
Everything, I think, is like the internet
World wide webs dot com entangle your dot nets
Everything is right. Everything is wrong
Everything is short, and everything is...
Everything I own, and everything I pawn
Everything I don't tells me something isn't wrong
Everything I think, and everything I say
Everything is everything in a nothing sort of way
Everything is right. Everything is wrong
Everything is short, and everything is (Kawaii)
Everything I own, and everything I pawn
Everything I don't tells me something isn't wrong
Everything I think, and everything I say
Everything is everything in a nothing sort of way
Everything, I think, is part of some great plan
To reinforce your faith that nothing goes as planned
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Jae Tyler Berlin, Germany
Kansas bred art-boy, Jae Tyler now lives in Berlin where he makes disturbingly fun lo-fi pop music inspired by the coming end of days. Finding equal inspiration from classical composers and 80’s-90’s radio as he does the redneck culture whence he came, Jae Tyler turns his white trash genetics into Euro trash aesthetics. First full length album coming sometime circa late 2019 A.D. ... more
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