1. |
Haunted House on Zillow
01:14
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There’s a house on the market
And its haunted
There’s a house on the market
I think I’ll buy it
Whacked out horse
A horses foot
Sittin on a sideways coffin
While I’m coughing on your doorstep
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2. |
OC93
02:58
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I could give two shits on what you plan to do
I can do me and you do you
Never your business, I’m Always gone
Always suspicious, about every cause
I’ll just be what I have to be
Let me burn like a 3rd degree
Cause That’s the way that it has to be
I knew you’d agree
I knew you’d agree
Claustrophobic in every way
Feel like some people have it down
Look at the graph
Now Time to split
Chewed too much
Now I have to spit
Fucked up chicken with its head cut off
Like Pinocchio with his nose gone soft
When yer right yer right
When yer wrong yer wrong
I couldn’t care less what shit yer on
I’ll just be what I have to be
Let me burn like a 3rd degree
Cause That’s the way that it has to be
I knew you’d agree
I knew you’d agree
But now it raises the question
And I don’t have a answer for you
I don’t have an answer for you
But Can I make a suggestion
Even if I don’t have the boots to burn now
Even through the gate
If it’s looking fucked up
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3. |
Puerta de Limosina
01:38
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Nothing that I claim to be
But then again
What else could I be
Jester mindset
Clear as jello
Born a wild card
Now just a fellow
It just felt so right
Putting on the hat
Buttoning up the top
Flying like a gnat
Sometimes I feel so misunderstood
Chalk it up like a sidewalk
Waitin to get a bruise
Open up my limo door
I’ll take you on a cruise
Or Crash straight Into the sewer
Either way we loose
Sometimes I get smacked right upside the noggin
Sometimes it hurts
Sometimes I feel nothing
Feelin like I’m trapped
Kinda like I’m boxed in
Feelin around for a fuckin apple
I’ll just keep on bobbin
Sometimes I feel so misunderstood
Chalk it up like a sidewalk
Waitin to get a bruise
Open up my limo door
I’ll take you on a cruise
Or Crash straight Into the sewer
Either way we loose
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4. |
Freight Yard
02:27
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Way down underneath the state line
I make deals with a farmer in a freight yard
I said a freight yard
I’m not afraid of
being the one with the ace card
Cause I’m just like everybody else
I dip my head in the sink and I tighten my belt
I leave my door closed shut
In case you mother fuckers
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5. |
Horseshit on Route 66
02:38
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I need a bottle
Make it Southern
Gulp it down
like a buzzard
A Blank check
Don’t Got you covered
Need some help
Ask your mother
Don’t need to roll in your shit
I don’t wanna sit and listen
Don’t need to roll in your shit
Horseshit
On the side of Route 66
I need a bottle
Make it southern
Gulp it down
like a buzzard
A Blank check
Don’t Got you covered
Need some help
Ask your mother
Don’t need to roll in your shit
I don’t wanna sit and listen
Don’t need to roll in your shit
Horseshit
On the side of Route 66
Nasty nasty nasty motherfuckers
With a ten foot rake
You bet I wouldn’t Fuckin touch ya
Put me out like a dark corner
I don’t wanna hear it
When the city lights up
I ain’t Fuckin cheering
for that horse shit
Nasty nasty nasty motherfuckers
With a ten foot rake
You bet I wouldn’t Fuckin touch ya
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6. |
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In a make-out session with aggression
Putting morals into question
7 minutes in heaven
Every 24hrs I’m raffling
Hand print on my face
Nobody smacked me
A ghostly caress to my cheek
Has me laughing and gagging
Hear my body fucking bragging
About the brain that’s still lagging
Elevator to the bottom of my rib cage
Flip it to the next page
Letters all stacked on each other
Lost touch with a goal
Vision is blurred
Ran straight into a pole
Wobbling down a brick road
I hunt for my reflection
No more algorithm
When I’m in the rhythm section
Mental inspection always searching for perfection
Like Halloween candy
I give out brilliant affection
I was in chicken run
That’s why I’m here now
so many stories yeah
so much drama wow
Everyone treats me like on old smoke stack
LIKE the tilted brim of a party city hat
Cant get a word in
can’t get nothin down
Nothing on paper
Except the layout of this ghost town
I shout Tonapah cleverly
Like Goldfields elderly
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7. |
X in the Dirt
02:28
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X marks the spot
That’s where I keep my secrets buried
don’t have a lot
Mind numbing like a poison berry
Even if I got a second to reflect
Knees blown out
Was it time well spent
Uptight fucked up
Wait two seconds
Wait uh
Can I buy that car for 2 seconds
Can I
bleed on you
As a present
Can I
get my rum drank
Like a peasant
Upright fucked up
Wait 2 seconds
Wait uh
You might make my life
Unpleasant
Can I tackle that dog down
Tickle its belly
Walk in the dark
Shout out j jelly
X marks the spot
That’s where I keep my secrets buried
don’t have a lot
Mind numbing like a poison berry
Even if I got a second to reflect
Knees blown out
Was it time well spent
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8. |
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I’ve tried my hand
cut through the scene
fell into shit I’d never seen
tipped some cows
with some gasoline
cut my hand with a skate so i could bleed
nothing sure
that I’ve ever seen
except one thing sure that I’ll always be
one sure thing that I’ll always be
one sure thing that I’ll always be
nothing sure that I’ve ever seen
except one sure thing that I’ll always be
nothing sure that I’ve ever seen
except one sure thing that I’ll always be
nothing sure that I’ve ever seen
except one sure thing that I’ll always be
I’ve tried my hand
cut through the scene
fell into shit I’d never seen
tipped some cows
with some gasoline
cut my hand with a skate so i could bleed
nothing sure
that I’ve ever seen
except one thing sure that I’ll always be
one sure thing that I’ll always be
i’ve tried my hand
cut through the scene
fell into shit I’d never seen
tipped some cows
with some gasoline
cut my hand with a skate so i could bleed
nothing sure
that I’ve ever seen
except one thing sure that I’ll always be
one sure thing that I’ll always be
one sure thing that I’ll always be
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9. |
Chainsaw the Door
02:28
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When I see that closed door I’m gonna chainsaw through it
When I see that closed door I’m gonna chainsaw through it
That doesn’t mean it’s goin down that fast
Even tho it’s quicker
than using an axe
The only question now
Is what is on the other side
On other side
On the other
A family that you don’t like
A fuckin slug on a motor bike
A dark old memory
That’s got you trapped for a century
A puddle thats deeper than you thought
Your foot sinks down
Way underground
Maybe that door wasn’t what It’s supposed to be
When I see that closed door I’m gonna chainsaw through it
When I see that closed door I’m gonna chainsaw through it
That doesn’t mean it’s goin down that fast
Even tho it’s quicker
than using an axe
The only question now
Is what is on the other side
On other side
On the other
An old lady with a handbag
An old horse with a saddle bag
A cold empty living room
An ego that is fully fuckin nude
A dirt hole
Hard not to fall in
When the vertigo hits
Gonna start ballin
Not the kind that
you may be Thinkin of
But the kind that’ll turn a
blue bird into black dove
When I see that closed door I’m gonna chainsaw through it
When I see that closed door I’m gonna chainsaw through it
The only question now Is what is on the other side
On the other side
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10. |
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I feel like a
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
Movin through crowd feelin real shitty
I feel like a
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
Movin through crowd feelin real shitty
Squished house to house
Mall to mall
Car to car
Stall to stall
I’m Lurkin around for some open space
I’m checking my closet for a quiet face
Squished house to house
Mall to mall
Car to car
Stall to stall
I wanna get a hold of some peace and quiet
Smog filled junk , I guess I’ll buy it
I feel like a
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
Movin through crowd feelin real shitty
I feel like a
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
Movin through crowd feelin real shitty
Saw a lad getting jumped at 2pm sharp
Face kicked in and they kick real hard
Laying in the street
I can’t see his face
Too much red, it’s too fast paced
Middle of the city type smoke in the air
Choke me out, it’s in my hair
Ready to lash out, I don’t care
Cause I’m a squished face slick pig living in a
I feel like a
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
Movin through crowd feelin real shitty
I feel like a
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
Movin through crowd feelin real shitty
I feel like a
I feel like a
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
Squished face slick pig livin in a Smokey city
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11. |
At the Campfire
02:14
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Fell asleep as fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day
Fell asleep as fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day
Fuck with the future
When it’s not that bright
Too scared
to stay another night
Fuck with the future
When it’s not that bright
Too scared
to stay another night
Push me in a house
Lock the door
Check the basement
Under the floor
A little critter crawlin up
Lock the door
Check the basement
because
Fell asleep as fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day
Fell asleep as fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day
Fuck with the future
When it’s not that bright
Too scared
to stay another night
Fuck with the future
When it’s not that bright
Too scared
to stay another night
Push me in a house
Lock the door
Check the basement
Under the floor
A little critter crawlin up
Lock the door
Check the basement
because
Push me in a house
Lock the door
Check the basement
Under the floor
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The Garden Orange, California
Started in early 2011.
The Garden consists of twin brothers Wyatt & Fletcher Shears.
www.thegardenvadavada.com
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