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You Don't Exist
01:15
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You don’t exist and neither do I
You can do something – oh you can try
But nothing will come of it
Nothing exists
But please don’t go crazy and start
Slashing your wrists
Cause
Nothing is wonderful
Nothing is great
There’s Nothing to love
And there’s nothing to hate
There’s Nothing to worry
And Nowhere to go
There’s Nowhere to hide
And there’s nothing to show
You just keep on growing
Keep drinking the light
Keep drinking the water
And keep up the fight
Keep breathing the air
And keep eating the food
Keep doing the discipline
Doing the good
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I Wanna Have a Child
01:39
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I wanna have a child - To fill the void that’s in my life
I wanna have a child - To be my slave and surrogate wife
I wa have a child - So I will always feel I’m loved
I wa have a child - That I can yell at push and shove
I wa have a child -Who’ll worship me just like a god
I wa have a child -Who’ll clean up after me – the slob
I wa have a child - Who’ll do everything that I say
I wa have a child - I can beat up every day
I can Beat up everyday and who’ll love me anyway
I wa have a child who’s hands I can burn
Who’ll love me in return and remember to water the ferns
I wa have a child so I don’t have to think about death
I wa have a child who I can sell if I need meth
I wa have a child who I can torture, burn and maim
I wa have a child who’ll love me love me just the same
I wa have a child who’ll never fight me back
When I’m on the attack – With tools from the shack
I wa have a child who’ll forgive me and forget
And light my cigarette and speak of no regrets
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I Wanna Be Your God
01:21
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I just wanna be your god
Kneel before my massive rod
My self esteem is really low
My massive greatness just a show
I could never say I’m wrong
This here tune’s the greatest song
Covering my fear and shame
Being god’s a desperate game
Don’t insult me or my kin
I have got a real thin skin
Everything I do is great
If you don’t love me
You I hate
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Lust is a Broken Compass
01:03
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Lust is a broken compass
And it just gets in the way
Of happiness and kindness
Bringing sadness and dismay
Lust is a broken compass
And it only points to where
Confusion and frustration
Live alone in bleak despair
Lust is a broken compass
And it points to waste of time
Lust is a broken compass
You should leave the lust behind
Lust is a broken compass
And it just gets in the way
It sends you down blind alleys
Through a pointless endless maze
Lust is a broken compass
You should listen to your brain
Lust is a broken compass
It is useless and insane
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I Used to Be
01:02
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I used to be
Young and pretty
Slim with hair
But still unhappy
Now I’m old
And fat and bald
Still unhappy
Overall
I keep asking
Who I am?
I can’t connect
With my fellow man
Feel like I’m drowning
In quicksand
Don’t know exactly
Where I am?
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It's Work
01:57
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It’s work to do just what you are told
It’s work to do the work of the soul
It’s work to love surrounded by hate
It’s work to love when loving’s it’s too late
It’s work to speak the truth to the lies
It’s work to live despite our demise
It’s work to bring some heat to the cold
It’s work to sell without being sold
It’s work to bring some hope to despair
It’s work to care when nobody cares
It’s work to speak some loving to hate
It’s work to try and not masturbate
It’s work to bring some love to your rage
It’s work to learn to love your cage
It’s work to bring some love to your fear
It’s work to try and stop drinking all your friend’s beer
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Where God Wants Me To Be
01:48
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I’m right where god wants me to be
Neither the princess nor the pea
No great gulf stands between me
Stands between me and my destiny
I accept the blessing I accept the curse
Somebody out there’s always got it worse
If you don’t count up then you’ll soon be down
It takes some work to be a happy clown
I’m right where god wants me to be
Whether I’m blind or whether I can see
I accept my place in his destiny
Be it glory or be it catastrophe
How can I accept - accept it all
All of the wonder all the horrible?
I have no choice no choice I’m not god
What should I do instead bow down to Zod?
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