I don’t earn a single dollar I'm bludging on the dole/I don’t pay rent or board I live at my parents' home/I don’t have any resources I don’t have enough education/I just sit in my room at home indulging in masturbation/There's not a place that trusts me/There's not a boss that will hire me/The company's have blacklisted me/Social security supports me/I'm costing the taxpayer $90 every week/I spend it all on booze and drugs/I’ve got a bloody cheek/You can call me a lazy bastard/Say I should earn my keep/But I'll look out for myself from now until next week/I wont be part of a system that grinds the people down/I'll be a happy parasite/Shove responsibility up your arse
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I cannot praise this album enough. This album is absolutely terrifying! The many starts and stops creates this very h settling tension. Each start expands on the stopper idea previously. It’s like the music equivalent of walking through thick fog while passing out multiple times throughout trying to find a place to orientate yourself. There may or may not be something sinister in that fog, but you don’t want to stick around to find out. Bought the vinyl so I summon the fog demons through spe showhornwithteeth