With all this late night reading I ain't gettin much smarter A begger came to barter Hear the sound of seeking Here come the old thinking again Restless, hungry feeling lying under my skin The chorus from an unwritten song I'm only young, but I feel I've been alive too long With all these starving children I can't justify my lifestyle Underneath an updated profile Hear the sound of seeking Here come the old thinking again Restless, hungry feeling lying under my skin The chorus from an unwritten song I'm only young, but I fear I've been alive too long Too Caught up in that binge drinking To fix what ain't broken Nearly drown face down chocking Hear the sound of seeking Here come the old thinking again Restless, hungry feeling lying under my skin The chorus from an unwritten song I'm only young, but I feel I've been alive too long Too Too

Breathe a little deeper Think bout what you're thinking You don't want what you're wishing You're just dying to be heard

I heard Don Was a father and an outspoken man known well to keep to himself except for twitter rants though I never met him I heard his story true I sat there stewing in my sad thoughts I didn’t know what to do so I googled Don Dunphy 2015 shooting RNC the news reports were more than I could believe googled Don Dunphy 2015 RNC the saddest story came pour across the screen I read of the police man who hoped out an unmarked car plain clothes and a pistol hostler stroller into Don’s home see Don fired a tweet perceived to be a threat cop talked to Don for 15 minutes left him lying dead googled Don Dunphy 2015 shooting RNC turns out the cop was part of the primers security team googled Don Dunphy 2015 RNC while Don was dying premier Paul Davis was unaccompanied at a hockey game Google Don Dunphy 2015 shooting RNC see where the police think they fit into society googled Don Dunphy 2015 RNC seems to me they can do whatever they please I soaked up all of google til my eyes were read and swore the only thing i didn’t find was a straight forward answer as to why the cop was there easter Sunday in plain clothes if that cop did kill in cold blood how would we ever know? Google Don Dunphy 2015 shooting RNC i will sing this song 'til somethings done even if its the death of me

She tasted like a pipe hit On the way to the washroom She grabbed my cock and balls Said: " You're guna be a man soon" That's when I knew I had to blow this popsickle stick house With her skirt up to her stomach she nearly had my dick out I screamed out for help But I had found was friends I was trying to get out They were trying to get me in So I pretended I was passed out But that girl she was hell bent She thought that snores and silence was the same as consent I faked feeling the spins to try and get her off my back She said it'd be some sexy if you'd throw up in my mouth I kept right on faking, she kept write on waiting She started masterbating and I tried not to listen. I sat there blocking out the sound of her squishy guts I sat there so long I slowly sobered up Time for some counteressing I smiled and turned about As soon as I touched her arm I realized she was passed out

Strong and Silent So you’re mad at me again That i won’t open up I won’t let you in I was once a better man We haven’t really spoke in god knows when But I wanna tell you how I’m doing I wanna tell you what’s wrong But it’s so hard to put the words together When I’m running from the only thing I want So would you be there in the evening If I were to show my darker side? Would you be there in the morning If my secrets in you I did confide? But I wanna tell you how I doing I wanna tell you what’s wrong But it’s so hard to put the words together When I’m running from the only thing I want So would you be there by the moonlight If I were to cut my arm? Would you guard the fortress doorsteps Or run away, sound the alarm? I wanna tell you how I doing I wanna tell you what’s wrong But it’s so hard to put the words together When I’m running from the only thing I want I wanna tell you I love you I wanna show you my thoughts I’m so sick and tired of playing John Wayne The strong and silent act can’t last no more

The Corpse of The Thought They’re coming in too hard Oh they’re going to bury us! 6 feet underground saying they’re to carry us To all that we need All that we starve Still we agree We don’t do them harm On and on we row They’re stomping on our thumbs They say they love us very much But, somewhere in their touch is a sweet sweet incompetence Til all that there is All that there are Is wasted and spent On tax expenditure forms On and on we row On and on we row Stick it in their guts Tear out the TelePrompTers Gather up the dust of all they have left for us Stolen unseen Our dearest freedoms Left at our feet Is the corpse of the thought On and on we row On and on we row On and on we row

Wait Til The End The sound of seeking may have peaked your attention Linger a little longer there’s still more lessons fetching to open your eyes Google Don Dunphy is what you gotta do! I swear on my mother, brother, it could have been you With clues some scarce to find Hey, hey wait til the end Unconsensual singing and clapping If this gets you going just wait til I’m rapping You’ll be laughing all the way to the loony bin Strong and Silent applies to anyone Stone faced, lonely looking for love You don’t have to keep it all in! Hey, hey wait til the end Please dear listener, I’ve got so much to say! The best is yet to come I swear it on my face! Hey, hey wait til the end! Hey, hey wait til the end The corpse of the thought got me going You can eat my ass I ain’t fucking voting Supporting a broken system Then I popped on a little instrumental By the tone of the title you’d think I’d gone mental Gentle women, gentlemen! Hey, hey wait til the end! Please dear listener, I’ve got so much to say! The best is yet to come I swear it’s on the way! Hey, hey wait til the end! Hey, hey wait til the end! There’s songs to come about our dating culture Suicide, corporate greed and much more So sit back and drink it all in Hey, hey wait til the end! Hey, hey wait til the end! Hey, hey wait til the end!

Don’t believe in lunch breaks Don’t believe in overtime hours No vacation pay When you’re making minimum wage Who will you complain to When they could replace you in a day? Safety comes second when you’re making minimum wage The chemical cleaners are giving me a head ache The disinfectant is peeling off my skin youngins are the ones getting hurt in the work place At part time jobs making minimum wage Hope you don’t get knocked up Expect to get maternity leave You’ll be paying for a baby sitter While you’re making minimum wage Legislation will protect you! At least that’s what the government says But the labour board could care less when you’re making minimum wage The chemical cleaners are giving me a head ache The disinfectant is peeling off my skin younglings are the ones getting hurt in the work place At part time jobs making minimum wage

Jamie always thought she’d do some good When she got out in the real world Turns out finding a job is real hard Found something at the money mart Where they handed out unfair loans Low-balled owners of gold Jamie was trained to target the stranded Slit their heels bleed the purse strings Shown to see the misfortunate as resources Though she didn’t fully agree She extracted their pulp as per policy And the pay checks taught her how to sleep She filled the thieves with honey and safety While criticizing the smallest pawns Lost her conscience moulded to the ferris wheel constantly dipping into a pool of lust She thought she’d only be there a couple of months As we can see Jamie is fucked Old Bill Turner burned her with a lesson Insisting compensation slashing her tires Jamie remained her sense restless It felt like a coupe of years The corporate ladder calling Jamie did appear Do you know where we’re going from here? Jamie grew an eye for the instant Like a quota in the snow Youngest CEO in the companies history and it really wasn’t news She was a heat seeking missile on cruise Cutting you down if you move Jamie devoured the lungs of the hungry Slobbering insisting society’s gain Cowardly claiming the merits of money mart “the interest is as low as we can afford!” See Jaime’s more than some corporate whore She’s created a new class of abhorrent spores Thieves gained the strength of a nation as an egg birth’s a bird They open they’re gullets to the vomit of money mart As their primary source of nourishment Thieves took over the government Ahh, who didn’t see that one coming? Take from the rich spend it on planning Take from the poor make em jump through hoops Take pictures with singing firemen Murder the middle class If you’re guna do it, do it fast I’m talking to you, hey you in the back Jamie died a fine financier from a self inflicted overdose Turns out guilt can give you cancer Money mart will give you cancer In your flesh, heart, tongue and soul This ain’t nothing you didn’t already know Don’t go to money mart, it’ll give you cancer Don’t go to money mart, it’ll give you cancer Don’t go to money mart, hey don’t go to money mart Don’t go to money mart, it’ll give you cancer Don’t go to money mart, it’ll give you cancer Don’t go to money mart, hey don’t go to money mart Don’t go to money mart Don’t support money mart Run ***** from money mart Don’t go to money mart Unless you really have to

It was the first night out with girls in a very, very long time Danny boy preferred to stay in, get drunk and complain Nearly a week since she up and left her toe nails painted bright red She’s looking to show the world she’s no one’s property I spied her on the dance floor She was looking my way She said she’s from town I told her I was from a way She liked the look of my face Asked if we could get away She wanted to know If I would go back to her place To get over him, get under somebody else When you’re drinking you ain’t thinking ‘bout emotional health You can ease the pain with MDMA, the feelings of a fresh kill But you’ll hurt again you know you can’t win Until you learn to love yourself We pulled onto field street she was squeezing my leg She threw me on the sofa but she seems a million miles away Then I realized I was just a prop when she made a phone call I heard “Hello, guess what I’m doing, Daniel” To get over him, get under somebody else When you’re drinking you ain’t thinking ‘bout emotional health You can ease the pain with MDMA, the feelings of a fresh kill But you’ll hurt again you know you can’t win Until you learn to love yourself

Come whatever may I’m guna swing, I’m guna sway With a great, big smile on my face I’m feeling gay! No more worries no way My loved one is coming today They are here to stay So I’m feeling gay! I was down in the dumps For so much more than a couple of months For a while I lost my way Now I’m feeling gay Jose can’t you tell I’m feeling so gay Jose can’t you tell I’m feeling so great? Jose can’t you tell I’m really feeling gay? Laughing in the face of fate Got a free plate of expensive crepes My girlfriend’s period wasn’t late! I’m feeling great……feeling gay!

My therapist says “if you love her, then be with her” Momma says “Son, get off the phone. Leave that poor girl alone” I like the way you are when you’re clothes are off Veins like rattlesnakes in your legs and your arms Baby, enough is enough Now, your tattoo is just another poverty stamp Low income housing aint a modern day concentration camp I don’t like it when you make fun of the way I laugh In times like these guys like guys like me don’t stand a chance I’m sitting here thinking of all the things I lack My minds doing fine it’s my style that you cramp With the name of a lady I’m looking for a tramp Spend her nights by my side and her days licking stamps This time I need you, I just need you to hold I’m feeling like I’ve been alive too long I’m feeling like I was left out in the sun Said I don’t stand a chance I don’t think you’re wrong Don’t let it get you down just sing it out in a song If you need me, I’ll be there for you strong If you’re feeling like you’ve been alive to long