1. |
Hard Time Blues
02:33
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Let me tell you somethin' brother
I really hope you said your prayers,
Took your vitamins and ate up all your vegetables
Because I think you're gonna need it
Or else you'll be defeated
Brother, whatcha gonna do when Hulkamania is wild on you?
Well you don't throw rocks
At the man with a machine gun
Because I came here to kick ass
and chew some bubble gum
Let me tell you somethin' daddy
I've fallen on hard times now
and who would have thought
That we were living the American Dream
But then a computer took my job
and I didn't even get that gold watch
But soon I will have gold around my waist
Flair, I'm coming for you
I'm Stylin', profilin',
Gold watch wearing, limousine riding
Jet flyin;, Kiss stealin;
Sonova Gun, I'm wheeling and dealing
Some one help me, I'm having a hard time
Holding these gators down
WOOOO!
Well you don't throw rocks
At the man with a machine gun
Because I came here to kick ass
and chew some bubble gum
And I'm all out of bubble gum
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2. |
10% Soup
01:31
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Every now and then I think too much
I'm an idiot, oh god I hate myself
Sometimes I pretend that it's not that bad
But then the memories come flooding back
I'm dumb
I'm sad
And I miss you
And I'm tired
So tired
Every now and then I tell myself
I'll get over it, but it's not that easy
I think about you when I see something funny on the internet
Oh yeah, that reminds me
I'm dumb
I'm sad
And I miss you
And I'm tired
So tired of laughing alone
And I know we don't talk no more
But I've got something to say
I'm sorry
I'm so sorry
That I threw it away
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3. |
The Hint
02:42
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Maybe I didn't get the hint
Maybe I'm an idiot
We'd save ourselves a lot of time
If you'd come flat out right and tell me
That you didn't like me
And you ignore my text messages
You'd tell me that we'd hang out just to
Stand me up and shoot me down
And leave me hanging out on my couch
All by myself watching Netflix
Telling myself that I'm worthless
While I marathon The Office
This is it
This is who I am
The awkward boy just standing in the corner talking
To myself
About how dumb I am
And I don't even want to be here
I don't like you
I don't even care
I asked her out on Friday night
she said she had no social life
Spending all of her free time
In her room in her pajamas
Studying for her exams
So I went to a party instead
Try to get her out of my head
But the only thing I saw was red
When she came walking down the stairs
With her best friend and beer in hand
Why does this always happen to me?
Alright, I kinda fucking care
And if that wasn't enough
Have your drunk friend tell me I fucked up
Say I've been acting weird
Well tell me what about this is NOT weird
Am I weird?
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4. |
Sand Flea
03:15
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Two years come tumbling down
I don't really care about you
I don't wanna see you any more
Two years come crashing down
Like a Forty coming down on my head
That's how that would have ended
I'd be dead, if a fight had actually broken out
I'd be down on the pavement
In the fetal position with blood slowly oozing out of my mouth
OH MY GOD
You were never worth it
OH MY GOD
I used to think that you were perfect
Boy, was I wrong
He stood on the other side of the street
Yelling lots of things, trying to intimidate me
He stood on the other side of the street
with a group of his friends
But I was all by myself, with no help
Outside of the TLA at The Aquabats show
But I didn't go, because these assholes won't go away
OH MY GOD
I gave away my tickets
OH MY GOD
Crash got me on the guest list
I already know how this is going to end
Because a fair fight, with you, is calling up all of your friends
I already know how this is going to end
You'll say "Send in the army, this girl doesn't like me!"
BOY, WAS I WRONG
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