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Shitty Bands
02:58
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Well I got a hunger for guitars and glam
So let's go out and find somewhere to jam
I don't care where it is, I don't care what they're like
As long as I am doing some shit tonight
I love seeing a shitty bands all the time
I wanna see a shitty band tonight
I love seeing shitty bands all the time
I wanna see a shitty band tonight
They're tolerable like cheap lukewarm beer
At the end of the night the pit is always clear
I might care about the price, I might care about the trek
As long as there is more shit on deck
I love seeing a shitty bands all the time
I wanna see a shitty band tonight
I love seeing shitty bands all the time
I wanna see a shitty band tonight
At the end of the night I'm feeling alright
Their music sucked but hey, the lyrics were tight
I don't care if I see them again, I don't care if they're on tour
With shitty bands all I want is more
I love seeing a shitty bands all the time
I wanna see a shitty band tonight
I love seeing shitty bands all the time
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Missin' Out!
03:15
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Lying right here on my bed
Visions of doom rush through my head
The origin is all the more a mystery
The effect is mental dysentery
Life tastes like cigarette butts
My own body hates my guts
We eat porridge all the time
We're brought up in the eye of nursery rhymes
I sure like to look at trees
But I know nothing of carpentry
Disassemble affirmation of value
Realize the dirt under our shoes
I'm so tired, I feel sick
Do I value my brain as much as my dick?
We consume clothes every year
I love everywhere but here
I'm afraid of zoning out
I'm afraid of bugging out
I'm afraid of freaking out
I'm afraid of missing out
Garbage men make more than teachers
Why pay less with all these features?
Look at all the atheists
Well at least they aren't creationists
Life tastes like cigarette butts
My own body hates my guts
We eat porridge all the time
We're brought up in the eye of nursery rhymes
Life tastes like cigarette butts
My own body hates my guts
We eat porridge all the time
We're brought up in the eye of nursery rhymes
I'm afraid of zoning out
I'm afraid of bugging out
I'm afraid of freaking out
I'm afraid of missing out
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Mitzi and the Muffins Canton, New York
garage rock trio just trying to make people move
we run on 'waukees
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