Get Off My Lawn

For the use of your microwave there must be a massacre Put your bananas on the countertop Slip on the peels of the chains you wrought If you use your microwave there will be a massacre Microwave your instant coffee Microwave your shitty pizza Microwave! Massacre! How can you not know the price of your coffee? Massacre your pizza guy Massacre your barista Massacre everyone in the supply chain Microwave! Massacre! How can you not know the price of your coffee? Girl don't worry bout it I'll pay for it with my shame For the use of your microwave there will be a massacre If you use your microwave there must be a massacre Put your bananas on the countertop Slip on the peels of the chains you wrought Go on and sip your cafe frappe But don't tell me about the inconvenience of a convenient life Are those bananas in your pocket? How did they get in there? Nah, I ain’t asking where you bought them I’m asking who died to bring them where you’re walking There is no ethical consumption Don’t worry what the microwave costs You’re only spending dollars to get it Money won’t tell you the price of everything Money can’t tell you the price of everything

I can’t go to that bar They won’t let me in 'Cause I ain’t got all my shots And I’m pretty sure the run a kiddie porno ring out of their cellar I hear you like conspiracies I tell ya baby, I got some tin foil hats for you We all know Bush did 9/11 Jet fuel can’t melt steel beams And it’s easy to prove the moon landings are fake They’re just cover for the bombing of Cambodia Do you like my tin foil hat? But did you know birds are not real? They are spy drones! That’s why JFK was murdered Yeah I follow Q I do my own research I hear you like conspiracies I tell ya baby, I got some tin foil hats for you I have inferred from your profile you’re a cannibal satanist I know you practice witchcraft and conduct sadistic rituals That means you’re into freaky shit right? Why are you ignoring me? I've got to check my crypto wallet anyway

We fucking live here It was taken before You won't take it again Not for a second time Is this thy reservation? Force Us Out Claim Condemnation! Get off my lawn! Forsaken by no force of will Cold winter to come. No price can pay For a place that we can call home Get off my lawn! You won't take it again Not for a second time Is this thy reservation? Force Us Out Claim Condemnation Forsaken by no force of will Cold winter to come So coldhearted Shifting the sands On which, the line, was drawn Where did it even begin? With our blood and tears we’ve made this place our home I don’t care what the paper says If you come through that door then it’s the Thunderdome Get off my lawn!

My baby done up and left me She said I'm too much the sad drunk There is a tear in my beer I'm always crying for the world and what should be Yeah, this is a country song Tonight we're singin' 'bout drinkin' and heartache Yeah, I quoted Luke the Drifter Now watch me do the Longhaired Redneck I don't cry for my mama Even when she got hit by a train I don't cry when you call me darlin' Or when I'm stuck out in the rain I cry for the children The ones starving down in Gaza My heart breaks for the children What a fucking mess we've left them It don't do no good It don't do no good It don't do no one no good Endless nights trying to drown your fear It don't do no one no good Endless nights in the honky tonk Trying to drown your fear It don't do no good It don't do no good It don't do no one no good Endless nights trying to drown your fear It don't do no fucking good Endless nights in the honky tonk Trying to drown your fear Get off the fucking barstool Put your hands in the dirt

I stumble through the night I stumble through my life I stumble through the doorway And slide on up to the bar Barkeep, I’m here to drown My best friend, I want to drown I can’t decide for myself I follow the path that resists least Only taking what’s right in front of me Never reaching for what I want Put that cup down right in front of me And I’ll never reach for what I want Each day I drown anew Thinking just enough to fall into the brew My priority Why am I like this? Only taking what’s right in front of me Never reaching for what I want Put that cup down right in front of me And I’ll never reach for what I want I didn’t even wanna start this band I’m just the most talented loser singing tonight Later on I’ll get drunk and talk shit about bands at the local show Fuck me, I ain’t shit All I’ve got are vulgar judgements and habits I am Jack’s worst hipster tendencies Jill would rather fetch a pail of piss than go up hills with me I stumble through the fog There must be more It’s time to get help, no shame I'm sick of slow motion suicide