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by Chop Sue Me

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1.
Header 03:20
I don’t know what I know Yet I know what I don’t It’s much easier to cry over Cold rice and booze than to love myself You don’t know what you got ‘till you die and you rot Don’t regret, don’t neglect, don’t reject Don’t be late to your funeral, son My sweet angel Sweetest angel My sweet insect Buried Incest My sweet angel Sweetest angel My sweet insect Buried Incest I’m just half of a brain I’ll be dying in vain Try to read and I’ll ask you to leave I’m not part of a filigran Love the sunshine my friend Says the man on again As he leaves with his plasticine child In the back of a high speed train My sweet angel Sweetest angel My sweet insect Buried Incest My sweet angel Sweetest angel My sweet insect Buried Incest I’ve seen love on televised fiction before But I think my head Might be in love with the war and the hate Yeah I’ve seen love on televised fiction before But I think my head Might be in love with the war Might be in love with the hate
2.
I’ve got no patience, won’t you leave me alone I’ve got no cigarettes, girl can I bum a smoke I’ve got no stakes, gonna jump the gate Have myself a free little ride on the metro I got no space to rehearse for the show Ah, the show Slow it down Slow it down You’re driving quite fast for a girly boy Slow it down Slow it down You’re driving quite fast for a girly boy I’ve no connections according to my foes Over with the cultural establishment at home I’ve got convictions on which I don’t act I just go out back to the balcony and smoke But I’m still trying not to jack off the bros And take a piss from the podium of the Status Quo Rectify Specify I’m making more enemies than I accounted for Rectify Specify I’m making more enemies than I accounted for Rectify, specify, rectify, specify Rectify, specify, rectify, specify, rectify (Screams)
3.
So Raw 05:13
My daddy’s gonna pay for my fridge and stove I was a rich man’s son before I was born Now I don’t have a job and I can’t be poor My mama’s worried that someday I’ll get bored I’ll starve myself to live next door to the bar Where all the rich man bands deploy their guitars The Rickenbackers, they don’t make you a star Just give me something that’ll make me hard I sound like everything you’ve heard in your car And I know nothing, I don’t work very hard I kick on everything to make you go “Ah, ah, ah” So raw, so raw, so raw I sound like everything you’ve heard in your car And I know nothing, I don’t work very hard I kick on everything to make you go “Ah, ah, ah” So raw, so raw, so raw
4.
Break your heart in two I don’t have no glue But that’s what I do Don’t stick up for you I dissected my best friend In a painting I just made Used my piss stained hands To paint his face Paint his face Paint his face Paint his face Paint his face Never say a word Never be absurd I’ll just find myself Respecting Respecting Respecting Respecting Respecting
5.
What do you want I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know What do you got Gotta say, gotta say, gotta say What moves your heart I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know Never had No time To find out Some hope, some pray For a world, for a wide hippy ending No wars, no stars No cars no bars no walls, no Empire state of mind Surrenders itself so kind Swallow blind Pay the bill Get killed Got I fell on my T.V. The channel’s stuck on Grey’s Anatomy What do you want I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know What do you got Gotta say, gotta say, gotta say Just don’t want no part In a play starring me as an extra smoking pot It’s not a game It’s all we’ve got I know you wanted more You wanted everything But that ain’t gonna roll on This ole highway Maybe baby, you’re gonna ride it And turn that silly little ride around and Walk the paved ole way I know you wanted something better than the best God knows you wanted something great But now you’re gonna look away Never gonna wake up Never gonna pay
6.
Psychose 03:15
What Do you Think Makes a man? I don’t really see what’s wrong with me I don’t really see what’s wrong with Jenny All I see are symphonies Of beauty, freedom and relief When Is it Gonna die This human centipede of right wing scum? I don’t wanna pry, I don’t wanna pry Into your sad motherfucking life Just stay the fuckin’ hell away from mine We’re all tryna have a good fuckin’ time

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released October 6, 2023

Recording: Tone Bender
Mix & Master: Jordan Barillaro

Author: Jonathan Thériault
Composers: Jonathan Thériault, Antoine Morin, Jonatan Beauchamp, David Roy

Copyrights: Hell for Breakfast

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Snowcore Power Trio from so-called Montreal, QC

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