1. |
Thinking Man
04:41
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Sleep fades, I'm awake
Airtram to The Palisades
Arms around my carry-on
I'm scratching out a stain
Cool breeze in the bathroom line
That air-con's nice
I'll take my time
Been trekking so long
It's tempting to unwind
But I've thoughts
To build to paradigms
I undertake it now...
I just carry on
Like Sun Tzu, Machiavelli and Marcus Aurelius do
I just carry on
Never fear death just fear you won't ever live true
"In chaos there's opportunity"
Hike up to the next tier
Don the chapeau
Ready to go
You say you'd like to
Follow me here
Follow me round
Down this road (Well, it's nice to get to know you then)
Enchanté, you're the thinking man
It feels so good to meet again
Enchanté, I'm a thinking man
Talking blockchain
On the beltway
Catch a report
On the radio waves
But I know better than anyone...
Another dollar another day
Brad's app market is red ocean
My app market is blue ocean
Got me someone who can code something
I have all these thoughts about mankind
It's like I can see the signs...
I just carry on
Like Sun Tzu, Machiavelli and Marcus Aurelius do
I just carry on
Never fear death just fear you won't ever live true
"In chaos there's opportunity"
Hike up to the next tier
Don the chapeau
Ready to go
You say you'd like to
Follow me here
Follow me round
Down this road (Well, it's nice to get to know you then)
Enchanté, you're the thinking man
It feels so good to meet again
Enchanté, I'm a thinking man
Yes
That's right
You're thinking man
You're the thinking man
Hike up to the next tier
Don the chapeau
Ready to go
You say you'd like to
Follow me here
Follow me round
Down this road (Well, it's nice to get to know you then)
Enchanté, you're the thinking man
It feels so good to meet again
Enchanté, I'm a thinking man
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2. |
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Goodbye to a decade of has-beens
Goodbye to premature yearning for
Stuff that sort of recently happened
Goodbye to destitution’s appeal
Goodbye to downward mobility acts
That soon enough became real
Goodbye to passion like an Albatross around my neck that
Worked a while until it didn’t
Goodbye to acting like my talent must be evident
It’s not, that’s fine I’m
Chill man, I’m supine!
(Supine and feelin' fine)
(I'm supine and feelin' fine)
Goodbye to the wait to get noticed
Goodbye to happenstance fame of the
Classmate who seemed most bogus
Goodbye to passion like an Albatross around my neck that
Worked a while until it didn’t
Goodbye to acting like my talent must be evident
It’s not, that’s fine I’m
Chill man, I’m supine!
I’m feelin' fine
Goodbye to a lifetime of leisure
Goodbye to paralyzed guys masquerading as overachievers
Goodbye to inscrutable coolness
Goodbye to mid-morning affirmative
Talks that end with “you can do this”
Goodbye to passion like an Albatross around my neck that
Worked a while until it didn’t
Goodbye to acting like my talent must be evident
It’s not, that’s fine I’m
Chill man, I’m supine!
I’m feeling fine
So supine
I’m feeling so fine
I can not be bothered...
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3. |
Grateful For The Firm
03:26
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There comes a time, feels so right
My wife and I will leave the sight
Of cold and grey New York mess
Time for LA, golden and blessed
Time for coasting 10 in our wheels
Oh where’s the Cochinita pibil?
And we’re prepared for the dirty air
We should, by now, have our HVAC there
Grateful for my girl she's a firm
Foundation (Take care, Empire!)
Grateful for the firm comping re-
Location (Take care, Empire!)
Take care, Empire!
Coming round the way the Lyft Black
We don’t look back
Don’t look back
Anyone can come and be anyone
They say that, they say that
Anytime time of day where we can get together
It’s a laugh, oh it’s a laugh
Honey won't you look at the setting sun?
Such a cool sky, must be a wildfire
We'll have a yard big too
Baby chard collects the morning dew
We’re sipping on smoothies
We’re burning sage
We’re reading reviews on the 405’s Yelp page
Grateful for my girl she's a firm
Foundation (Take care, Empire!)
Grateful for the firm comping re-
Location (Take care, Empire!)
Take care, Empire!
Coming round the way the Lyft Black
We don’t look back
Don’t look back
Anyone can come and be anyone
They say that, they say that
Anytime time of day where we can get together
It’s a laugh, oh it’s a laugh
Honey won't you look at the setting sun?
Sirens ringing, we’re singing:
“Driving down the 101!"
"Right back where we started from!"
"Driving down the 101!"
"Right back where we started from!”
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4. |
Overture
04:50
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Feet fell out under me, now I'm
Laid on my back on Thomas Greene
Told the story around cause I
Liked the sound of it
I was the
Sympathy king for a day
So I prayed
You’d notice
Captive audience
Our time was ours to spend alone
But no indication
Standard issue reservation
But there was only so much I could take and so I
Tried to make you aware
But then we talked about Cote du Rhones and Rome I didn't really
Care (for your holiday plans)
Yeah I was careful about what I’d say I couldn't
Quite make you aware
I kept it silent, it remained an overture
To my friends and family
When I was speaking honestly
It had something to do with the
Edgy cool of it
I was the
High drama king for a day
So I stayed
And waited
Girl give me a sign
A cautious bro for all of time
But no indication
Standard issue reservation
But there was only so much I could take and so I
Tried to make you aware
But then we talked about
Holiday geese and Nice I didn't really
Care (for your holiday plans)
Yeah I was careful about what I’d say I couldn't
Quite make you aware
I kept it silent, it remained an overture
The end of an era
Guess it was back a while ago
A fond farewell to self control
Tried to make you aware
Tried to make you aware
But there was only so much I could take and so I
Tried to make you aware
But then we talked about
Val d’ornon and Cannes I didn't really
Care (for your holiday plans)
Yeah I was careful about what I’d say I couldn't
Quite make you aware
I kept it silent, it remained an overture
Kept it silent, it remained an overture
Kept it silent, it remained an overture
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5. |
Model Actors
05:11
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Back one summer we killed the vibe
Prosaic times with inconvenient feelings
A cute phase that was cautious and chaste but then we
Blew it up irrevocably (for some reason)
Friends just couldn’t believe their ears
So many years of being model actors
It was a joke till it got too adult a bit too
Heavy then inevitability (for most people)
A faux pas against man’s natural law and common
Decency inevitability (for most people)
Inevitability
I felt encouraged by you feeling lost
You reckoned our opportunity cost
Sober approaching a line neatly crossed
Original sin and our innocence lost
Weighty nights at the nicer bars
A public show that was just past suppressing
We were stressed about what everyone guessed because we
Gave too much invariably (for some reason)
We’d gotten lazy and praised Jesse Lacey
While we spilled our guts embarrassingly (for some reason)
Embarrassingly
I felt encouraged by you feeling lost
You reckoned the opportunity cost
Sober approaching a line neatly crossed
Original sin the rest rolled in
Our opportunity cost
Such a fine gentleman
Unlock the doors and let you in
Like I said, we could lie
We could just stay the night
Table’s set, wine’s corked
My cup runneth over
Now, who would go and act like an
Asshole who’s lacking in empathy?
A gruesome showcase for my inmost feelings
Wow, feels good to be so remarkably candid and free
Tasteful soft strings ever hear of Verocai?
Now, what kind of a guy would see
That as a viable opening?
Smart enough to know how to suspend a lie
Not quite clever enough to be ruining everything
But that’s what happened, to tell
You the truth, I hope time heals you dude
Maybe in the next life you can get me back
Back one summer we killed the vibe
Real thoughts in prosaic times
A bit too heavy but that’s just what we like
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6. |
North Fork Wine
04:35
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I sort
My recyclables
Paper and plastic
Glass and can
I’m Vitruvian man
I shop
Research my retailer
Look for direct partners
Reclaimed pine
I'm feeling fine
But when I leave my room
I see things aren’t what they’re promised
I can see that
Something’s wrong
And I stick to my path
The one I've always known
I just don't know where I would go…
Everyday I try but I
Can’t read the signs
Can't make up my mind
I'm no good
Everyday I'm at the same
Scene of the crime
Reading the same lines of blood
Oh, oh well
Tomorrow's a new day!
I stop
Listening to Kells
XXXtentacion
I take a stand against the man
I source
Within my 100 mile radius
Fighting this craziness with
North Fork Wine
I'm feeling fine
But when I look around
I see a lot of other people like me
I can see that
Something's wrong
And I’m neither “agitator”
Nor “company man”
Guess I'll never understand...
Everyday I try but I
Can’t read the signs
Can't make up my mind
I'm no good
Everyday I'm at the same
Scene of the crime
Reading the same lines of blood
Oh, oh well
Tomorrow's a new day!
Fair trade
Free range everyday
Follow pressure groups
Eat local produce
Boycott goods
Reduce reuse
Review your water use
Fair trade
Free range everyday
Follow pressure groups
Eat local produce
Boycott goods
Reduce reuse
Review your water use
Fair trade
Free range everyday
Follow pressure groups
Eat local produce
Boycott goods
Reduce
Reuse
Everyday I try but I
Can’t read the signs
Can't make up my mind
I'm no good
Everyday I'm at the same
Scene of the crime
Reading the same lines of blood
Oh, oh well
Tomorrow's a new day!
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7. |
Entropic Dads
03:38
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Tot ziens!
Must be comfortable way up high
Cloud just go passing on by
A dream
Socked away all that hard earned green
Who knew that wealth would come on so sublime?
Don’t fear decline
It comes and goes like the tide
Don’t fear complacence
It’s alright
Comfort and grace
Respectfully earned by your
Age’s embrace
Respectfully deserving of
Sunday walks with
Naught a troubling thought
At peace with the passing time
Resist
Feral communists in their prime
Now just discussing who’s died
Unreal
Dads can hardly say how they feel
Stoner to millionaire in half a lifetime
Don’t fear decline
It comes and goes like the tide
Don’t fear complacence
It’s alright
Comfort and grace
Respectfully earned by your
Age’s embrace
Respectfully deserving of
Sunday walks with
Naught a troubling thought and
Diverse stocks
And modest property lots
That grow
As a pastime
Entropic Dads
I rest my bourgeois faith on thee
Your wayward lads
Desire some sense of history
Oh sex talk dads...
What wisdom yet does late middle age reveal?
It’s easier to let you rest content than point out
This was a shitty adulthood ceremony
Like, “take what’s left or else get ate alive!”
Entropic Dads
I rest my bourgeois faith on thee
It’s easier to let you
Go to seed than make my case
Entropic Dads
I rest my case
Entropic Dads
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8. |
Dad USA
03:39
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I’ve got
no more brothers and
no sisters or
mother anymore
But I got
plenty of fathers
flipping channels
I can I see another
Dad USA
question of the day, he
Says, do I know I’m in America?
He says everyday
how the human race
is so unworthy of
my America
Endless flavor
endless snack
I’d give up nothing for that
Reactionary
he’s got golden chairs
that’s how I know he’s the real deal
Radical
he’s got messy hair
that’s how I know
he’s giving me the good shpiel
Dad USA
question of the day, he
Says, do I know I’m in America?
He says everyday
how the human race
is so unworthy of
my America
Endless flavor
endless snack
I’d give up nothing for that
1,2,3,4
deals on the screen
Teeter Hang Ups
just what I need!
I got my acreage
all this room for
my talking heads
they look like me
drink my beverages
I got an axe to grind
I never know what I’ll find
But if I look up
would I see rain?
and if I look aside
would I know my brother's name?
I turn on
all my devices
they sing a cool song for me
It’s how I know
I’m in America
flipping channels
I’m all I see
Endless flavor
endless snack
I’d give up nothing for that
1,2,3,4
deals on the screen
Teeter Hang Ups
just what I need!
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9. |
Utopia!
04:28
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What say we take vacation?
Forget about the workaday
Revel in our recreation
I can get so carried away
Would that we could take a break...
Mankind united
Just like Oneida
Talking Hoxha while we toast a
Leaderless state
Wouldn’t that be great?
Here comes utopia
With new looks for our loved ones
Man, what a decadent state
Ah, where is it coming from?
Ah, when is that gonna come?
Eight hours for what we will
I enjoy the finer things
Life can be light and so chill
Verdant gardens in the spring
Sipping fine wine while we sing
Wealth ever after
Like looking backward
Strolling an estate we’ll retake, man
A lovely space!
Ah that sounds so great...
Here comes utopia
With new nugs for our best buds
Man, what a decadent state
Ah, where is it coming from?
Ah, when is that gonna come?
It’s the ending of history
Say goodbye to essential needs
We’re automated effectively we’re
Superannuated
Eight hours for what we will
I enjoy the finer things
Life can be light and so chill
At the end of history
All the past that came before
Can use it anymore
How can a man relax when he’s
Got a weighty past?
Here comes utopia
With new looks for our loved ones
Man, what a decadent state
Ah, where is it coming from?
Ah, when is that gonna come?
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10. |
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(Oh look at you)
It’s me in 2002
Looking so teenage
(Yeah you felt pretty cool)
Leaning on the sedan
My bandana phase
An adolescent on the coast
Backlit by summer sun
(Now it’s on display for all to see)
I guess that any awkward anything
Now is preserved, unearthed eternally
So I'm here with
Years of me back in
Time with different locations
Line by line
Back and forth city
Dorm, then mom and dad's
New style different relations
Same dumb guy
(Do you remember when?)
I’m just recalling our fling
Studying out of state
(You were a friend of a friend)
I wore my Matador shirt
Out on every date
And now I’m scrolling through my timeline
No photos of you
(But lots of pictures of the tee I see)
Heard you moved to Sacramento
Walking the vernal pools with PhDs
So I'm here with
Years of me back in
Time with different locations
Line by line
Back and forth city
Dorm, then mom and dad's
New style
Different relations...
I put my phone to sleep
No beeps that keep me up creeping
On old aims and shames and flames and...
There’s me in the nude
Bath with dad
Counting my toes
Back in the old house
Where I grew up
So long ago
I tap to view notification
Who's that I see?
(“You look so much like your dad, my son”)
Was he a friend?
The picture’s blurry
How's he know me?
He could be anyone
Was that even me?
More out of focus scenes
And a million other situations
I can’t remember
But I see it on a screen
More alive than a dream
A document for every occasion
Now I remember
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