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"Millennials"
03:01
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High and fine,
My mind resigned,
From ennui,
We are generation pharmacy,
So find your mind,
Narcotize it blind,
With synthetic bribes,
Expunge all the humanity you have left inside...
Bumper sticker politicians
And nursery rhyme contrition
Apathetic atrophy
Bumper sticker politicians
And nursery rhyme contrition
Is your new ambition
Polite and blind
Do right by,
All mankind
Consume recreationally
Polite and blind
Do right by,
All mankind,
Pardon yourself from hypocrisy
Bumper sticker politicians
And nursery rhyme contrition
Apathetic atrophy
Bumper sticker politicians
And nursery rhyme contrition
Is your new ambition
New ambition...
Bumper sticker politicians
And nursery rhyme contrition
There's no reason for modesty
Bumper sticker politicians
And nursery rhyme contrition
Your version of normalcy
Bumper sticker politicians
And nursery rhyme contrition
There's no reason for modesty
Written by Eddie Brophy
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Life flashes before my eyes
I guess we're becoming nostalgic...
Before we die, was I done in?
By a lack of, success...
Entire childhoods
That I can only remember on VHS
Is it too much to ask?
For a bit of clemency...
Coffins to cry inside,
Mothers who wouldn't confide
Superstitions of a life
That berates my strife
Life flashes before my eyes
I guess we're becoming nostalgic
Before we die, was I done it?
By a lack of, success....
Entire childhoods
That I can only remember on VHS
Is it too much to ask?
For a bit of clemency
Coffins to cry inside,
Mothers who wouldn't confide
Superstitions of a life
That berates my strife
Cigarette burns and old cassettes,
And trivial things we all forget,
I got bruises and lacerations,
And a heart with no expectations....
Written by Eddie Brophy
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"Julie's Karma"
02:17
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Julie waxed rhapsodic
About the old scene
With FM(X) existentialist demeanor
Leftover lunch
And radio dreams...
I don't believe in God
But I hope there's a heaven
I don't burn churches
But I've tailgated at a few,
Satanic bar-be-ques
Your lord
He waits on you
To lay some eggs
And propagate
Propagate conformity
Julie, she just wants you...
To exercise good Karma
I don't believe in God
But I hope there's a heaven
I don't burn churches
But I've tailgated at a few
Satanic bar-be-ques
I don't believe in God
But I Know there's a heaven
I don't burn churches
But I've tailgated at a few
Satanic bar-be-ques....
Written by Eddie Brophy
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"Needlejuice"
02:14
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We live to die in every single inch...
In hyperbolic fables with every stitch...
Like a God pretending humanity every little bit
Then dumps the bodies over every hill...
Hey, Needlejuice,
Hey, Needlejuice,
Aren't you sick of your IV truths?
Suburban mommies all pray for this...
A voyeuristic hobby income is their bliss,
In-accountability is an anthem teaching
Come and take our bankrupt innocence and virginity
Hey, Needlejuice
Hey, Needlejuice
Aren't you sick of your IV truths?
Written by Eddie Brophy
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"In My Solitude"
04:23
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In my solitude,
I am impervious
To the likelihood,
Of my suicide,
If you only knew,
Then maybe I,
Wouldn't have been such a recluse,
Or be so coy, around the world at large..
I made my bed,
I slept in it,
Cold as Ice,
As I sweat out,
My emptiness,
My emptiness,
This is my last refuge,
From the life I never asked of you,
And the last decision you knew I would have to make,
If it came to this,
Now you have my apologies,
Later days, I hope we meet again...
I made my bed,
I slept in it,
Cold as Ice,
As I sweat out,
My emptiness,
My emptiness...
Now, I'm off to my respite from this noise...
That I'll never, ever hear again,
I left a note, it was concise, straight to the point....
I am more than sad
I am more than sad
I am more than sad......
I made my bed,
I slept in it,
Cold as Ice,
As I sweat out,
My emptiness,
My emptiness...
Written by Eddie Brophy
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Snuff Film Society Stoneham, Massachusetts
Eddie Brophy had been writing songs for ten years prior to meeting his future favorite band "The Color and Sound." One day, he asked if they'd be interested in helping him record an album of stuff that he had kicking around since he was 19. Depression, drugs, sex, suicide, nihilism, existentialism, and death. I think I wrote a pretty solid rock n' roll album. ... more
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