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Jesus Bus
02:19
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Well I wish for this song to never hit the spot
that gives you the strength to tell your boss to get fucked
and quit that job you hate so much
cause I've been seeing people find happiness
trading their dreams and ideals for comfort
and once that idea has infected their brain
yeh that person is no longer, no longer, no longer the same
While every heart must find it's own path
no I can't shake the feeling
that theirs got ripped from their chests
the hole patched back with cash so they'd forget
No my soul will not be sold, my time will not be timed
We all need fucking money but there's a war to fight and
I want you to only ever be a drunken stumble away from me
My friend is join the army
My friend is join the army
But I still remember when you wore your beat up Op Ivy hat
I still remember when we got arrested in Arrarat
I still remember when we swam naked at Broad Beach with Pat
I still remember when you used to get fucked up, two step to
One Dead Cop and the shows we played in parking lots
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Prove It If You're Awful
01:50
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Never searching to be famous
prefer it when I’m wasted
beginning to buzz
and never driven this drunk
and fuck I’m swerving on the pavement
I'm just lurking in the basement
I've been working in my notebook
and I got hooks so dope they break shit
I get wet for your tights n thigh highs
we get rekt the nights they fly by
and till my final breath
when my death collects its debt
yeh I’ll be there for you till when I die
bearing roses red as my eyes
protect you from the dreadful shit
I will be your life line
I’ll put a knife in them if they try
Forever theft to get my bread
aint no way I’m fucking buying it
cause I’m a wild animal
and shit this is my environment
frugal and resourceful
yeh just doing it unlawful
get creative, don’t parade it
baby prove it if you’re awful
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Basement
02:30
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Well truth be told, it's getting old
watching all my ex's fuck through all my friends
and my soul
has grown cold as a result
But I aint phased, I'm simply painless
I hope all their dreams come true all over their faces
down on the floor
of some dirty dim lit basement
Truth can be felt, lies can be smelled
and while they destroy and define yourself
I'll just be tripping in a kitchen
listening to Jacob shred guitar
The kids are blacking out, the pigs are cracking down
and I’m just staring at the peeling ceiling
the bugs crawling out, and pouring into your mouth
They can shake you down but they cannot shake the feeling
They can shake you down but they cannot shake the feeling
No-one likes someone black and white or boring
Though i miss you at night i know i'll feel alright by the morning
I need to go somewhere where no-one knows my name
cause right now this town is too small
and I fucking hate this place, I hate this place, I hate this place
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