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theme song
01:14
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we're in yer head. irritating yer brain stem. pissing on yer corn flakes. drinkin all yer coffee. we're annoying you.
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we're all jesus
01:23
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no more water pressure, it's always gone. lost somewhere between upstairs and the kitchen floor. the first of the month is coming soon and i just paid that plumber.
no more water pressure, dishes piled 10 feet high. how am i supposed to get baptised, or make a single cup of coffee?
we're all jesus, turning water pressure into whine.
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35%
01:34
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every job's the same, every boss is an asshole. every day a waste to put food on my plate. 35% is the number they assigned, a roundabout way to say that i waste time. and i won't disagree, but i take your shit and do everything that you ask of me. cuz every job's the same, every boss is an asshole. every day pushing a little less gently towards my inevitable grave. at least when i'm dead, my time is mine again.
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lint
02:00
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is it the air we breathe that stinks? or the rotten ideas we have? festering unattended in the bowels of our hearts, like silent but deadly farts. or songs played on guitar. something immediately familiar that still seems new. if we could build something, what the fuck would it be? i'm the opposite of success, a caffeine binging mess rotting unattended in my pajama pants watching the simpsons. regretting my time spent on such useless shit but somehow still enjoying it. if we could fuck shit up, what would come afterwards?
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we eat yer trash. we wear yer trash. that's okay cuz ya have some damn fine trash. i'm too drunk to argue this; yer not gonna miss yer garbage. if you don't wanna use it then why can't i? there are people starving, and all you do is waste. fuck the trash compactor. fuck the trash compactor.
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the number of the roast
01:45
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six cups, six scoops, six minutes til it begins. i'm on a mission, no crash in sight. coffee mug never empty, no sleep tonight. sitting by the window, sipping liquid speed. there's nothing else that'll make me paranoid of every sound.
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riding my bike along. trying to get shit done. "sharing the road is haaaaaaaard" say the assholes in cars. if you are gonna run me over, please quit procrastinating and get it done. i swear the city is going to kill me.
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moledebater Brandon, Manitoba
brandon's most annoyingly prolific punk band. 2012-2017
photo by david van den bossche
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