1. |
Receiving
05:56
|
|||
Make up your own!
|
||||
2. |
Tired
04:17
|
|||
I'm tired of disconnection, I'm tired of these walls
I'm tired of disaffection I seem to feel between us all
I'm tired of writing lyrics I'll be the only one to sing
I'm getting tired of hearing so many songs I know don't mean a thing
I'm tired of the devil, I'm tired of the Pope
But I'm also tired of what I hear people do when they've given up their hope
I’m tired of turning down my friends, I’m tired of being stood up
I’m tired of being left behind or not making someone’s cut
I’m tired of the ringing phone, I’m getting tired of that noise
I’m already used to being alone, but sometimes I don’t have a choice
I’m tired of temptation, I’m tired of defeat
I’m tired of having to hold my ground against the new guy on my street
I’m tired of being insane, I’m tired of being me
I’m tired of being so contained, yet I’m tired of being free!
I get tired of seeing things so bad, I’m getting tired of things like this
I'm tired of feeling oh so mad, but maybe I just need a kiss…
I get tired of my balding head, I get tired of an empty cup
I get tired of going to bed, yet I get tired of getting up
I get tired of the loss of life, I’m getting tired of the tube
I’m getting tired of the secret handshake to a club that wants to call me “dude”
I’m tired of having to work out, yet I’m tired of the shape I’m in
I’m tired of seeing so many things stop that I don’t know how I’ll begin
I’m tired of shelling out my cash, a year before its earned
I’m tired of speaking out my mind, to be told I’m out of turn
I’m tired of the end of the world, I’m tired of Armageddon
You know it’s happened everyday this week, how many times? I keep forgettin’
I’m tired of the sales pitch, I’m tired of endless hype
I’m tired of winning a million bucks, ‘cause you know I’ll never see a dime
I’m tired of girls who are glad to see me when their boyfriends left them cold
You know I’ve been there one too many times and damn it’s getting old!
I’m tired of God’s army, I’m tired of His war
I gave his boys all my money—they’re still knocking at my door!
I’ve got a plan to fix all this, if only for a minute
I’d like to see the table turn, and I’d like to be the one to spin it
|
||||
3. |
||||
4. |
8th Grade Report Card
04:30
|
|||
5. |
||||
6. |
Inner Circle Decay
01:53
|
|||
7. |
Pearls Before the Swine
04:20
|
|||
8. |
Endless Cycle
04:52
|
|||
9. |
Pimps
03:34
|
|||
"I didn't know that he was a pimp!"
|
||||
10. |
New Ex-Girlfriend
04:25
|
|||
Maybe we should see other people…
I still love you; I’m just not in love with you
Its not the same as when we started
All you ever want to do is have sex
You never hold me anymore
You don’t tell me you love me
I never get to see my friends
And you always get to see your friends
We never do anything together
All you ever want to do is have sex
I really like you
I really want to be with you
I just can’t stand being around you
But we can still be friends…
Oh, it’ll be okay, you’ll find someone new
There’s other fish in the sea
Maybe you’ll meet somebody in a bar, or in the internet
Or in the paper or something
There’s always somebody who’d be happy to be with a person like you…
Well, you know…
I could never, I could never make you happy
You’d never be happy with me
But we can still be friends…
|
||||
11. |
Threads
05:11
|
|||
12. |
Joytown ll
02:39
|
|||
Yeah, we’re living here in Joytown
It’s the city of the sun
Everyone loves everyone,
Loves every single one
Perpetual fame is granted
To the geniuses of song
And Kevin never has to write
Another Sheryl Croaking song…
Yeah, we’re living here in Joytown
Where everyone is fair
Honesty and integrity and
Goodwill fill the air
Yeah, we’re living here in Joytown
Where I hear its all the rage
It s the shining of the true
It’s the turning of the page
|
||||
13. |
Crazy Boy
05:24
|
|||
Somebody do something! Somebody do something!
Somebody spring forth to save the day
This man is in need, he needs your help!
Save me from myself!
Crazy boy! Crazy Boy
I’m toxic to my mind
Why do you stick your hand in the fire every time?
I’m foolish till I’m blind!
Doesn’t it hurt enough the first time?
I’ve yet to spin out of control
You’re on a crash course with yourself, son!
This, I keep at bay…
Crazy boy! Crazy boy!
I’m searching for some kind
Crazy boy!
To help me to unwind
Before I spin out of control
Before I go that way
Somebody do something!
Somebody spring forth and save the day!
Save me from myself, save me from myself
Before I go that way…
Crazy boy! Why do you stick your hand in the fire every time?
Bang your head against the wall! Don’t you lose enough?
I’m toxic to my mind
Don’t you die a little more every time?
I’m foolish till I’m blind, I’ve yet to spin out of control; this I keep at bay
Crazy boy!
Searching for some kind
Crazy boy!
To help me to unwind…before I go that way
Oh, Crazy boy…
|
||||
14. |
Zehdihm's Flight
10:08
|
|||
15. |
Suburban Silhouette
04:28
|
|||
I feel I must be moving on
Must escape my father’s past
I must find a future and I must find it fast
I’ll pretend to live and I’ll pretend to laugh
I’ll pretend I lead a happy life
And I’ll pretend it’s gonna last
In the suburban silhouette
I’m a great man
In the suburban silhouette
I’m my own man
One day I’ll start a family
And we’ll also have a dog
We’ll have parties with the neighbors
And we’ll pretend to get along
The kids will go to good schools
They’ll be free from drugs and crime
We’ll also have a big screen TV
To help them pass the time
I’m naked under all my clothes
And I’m over all that I’ve been through
I’ve left behind my problems past
My future’s coming into view
In the suburban silhouette
I’m my own man
In the suburban silhouette
I’m a great man
I see we’ve got new neighbors
And judging from their skin
I’m often left to wonder
How the hell’d they get in?
They’re corrupting all the order
They’re breaking all the laws
They have too many babies
And they’re driving noisy cars
What happened to my Camelot?
What happened to my plans?
It’s up in smog and parking lots
And a million taco stands
An endless row of burger joints
On the freeways and the streets
I wonder what my father’d think
Or would he faint in disbelief?
And now I move the family on
Must escape our children’s past
We’re gonna find our future
And we’re gonna find it fast
Ane we’ll pretend to live
And we’ll pretend to laugh
And we’ll pretend we lead happy lives
And we’ll pretend it’s gonna last
|
||||
16. |
612k (bonus track)
05:15
|
|||
17. |
||||
18. |
The Artist Presently Known As Ed
I just enjoy sound. Sometimes it comes out like music.
Contact The Artist Presently Known As Ed
Streaming and Download help
If you like The Artist Presently Known As Ed, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp