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DEPT OF FINANCE
03:18
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It’s the morning you woke to a letter
where the return address reads “Department of Finance”
The night you had corn chips for dinner
It’s the weekend you canceled plans
It’s a hundred degrees in the summer
and that guy from your work with the pool pass moved away
So we’re taking extra long showers
We’re not leaving the house today
It has been a terrible year
It has been a terrible year
But it’s not gonna stop moving forward
Even if it feels like nothing’s ever gonna change,
the sun’s gonna rise in the morning
and you have to live anyway
And I’m sorry I sunk into silence
At the moment you needed someone to ease the pain
But I want you to know that I miss you
I just didn’t know what to say
I just didn’t know what to say
But I shouldn’t pretend
I can be a good friend
If I don’t do it the right way
Ahhh, it has been a terrible year.
It has been a terrible year.
It has been a terrible year.
It’s been a terrible year.
Awoooooooooooooooooooo…
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2. |
COLLAPSE!
04:40
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You doing alright?
Is this a bad time?
I just need some company
I’m hoping to find
Unloading our minds
Will help us from spiraling while we
Watch
Watch
Watch it collapse.
The choppers up high
Push noise from the sky
Disturbing our city streets
From morning to night.
They don’t tell us why.
We want to believe we’re free.
Watch
Watch
Watch it collapse.
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3. |
ACAB
04:17
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I see your eyes while I’m asleep or
Making coffee
Running
Driving
I see your eyes
You’re having fun in the backyard
The break room
Home on the couch,
laughing.
I see your eyes.
You listen to your friends
You work hard
Do the dishes when it’s you’re turn
You were kind
And no one will ever see you again.
I hear you praying
It’s a nightmare
That you’ll wake up
That they’ll listen
That your parents know you love them
Can’t believe it’s happening.
Oh, no one will ever see you again.
No one will ever see you again.
No one will ever see you again.
No one will ever see you again.
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4. |
DONE DONE DONE
04:40
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Cherry blossoms on the Beltway
stinkin’ in the city rain
Son and father on the subway
try to find their inner screen
Did you hear the trash can scream?
Stupid loser on his phone tried
to hit me with his SUV
The entitled with a hall pass
killed a sleeping EMT
and they set them free
But I don’t want you around.
I don’t want you around.
I’m done with your bullshit.
PIles of litter at the raceway
left for someone else to clean
Scatter from a brutal backlash
to those kind enough to grieve
as if we're the enemy.
I don’t want you around.
I don’t want you around.
I’m done with your bullshit.
I’m done with your bullshit.
I’m done with your bullshit.
They’re firing guns for the master race
And telling us it’s to keep us safe
So get the fuck out my goddamn face
America is a police state
Done done done with your bullshit.
Done done done with your bullshit.
They want us to believe
That equality is SOMEHOW THE ENEMY
We want you to leave.
You don’t keep the peace.
Just violent authority.
They want us to believe
That equality is SOMEHOW THE ENEMY
We want you to leave.
We want you to leave.
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8. |
OLD COLD
03:07
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It won't change a thing.
It won't fix the people.
It won't hold the train while you're
running to catch up.
It won't stop the flames.
It won't board the windows.
It won't tell the rain
Whether or not to come.
When the night gets cold
and the day feels old,
I'd rather be in bed
It might be a while
Before it feels helpful
Sometimes just thinking of the sun
can wake you up.
It might ease the pain
(sort of, a little)
It might be okay
To call it when you've had enoguh
When the night gets cold
or the day feels old
I'd rather be in bed
Watching the moon moves through the trees
And the wind rattling the leaves,
The blanket draped over our legs
Oh, I'd rather be in bed with you.
It won't change a thing
To just close your eyelids,
Roll over and forget
What you've been thinking of.
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9. |
HANG IN THE HEAT
03:19
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I don’t have to go to work today
It’s Saturday
Let’s have some fun and hang
out in the heat
I wanna pull you off the ledge,
“Get down from there!
Stop listening to this exhausting world!”
Don’t wanna see you wallowin’
It does nothing
Get out your head and
Call me on the telephone
I don’t have to go to work today
It’s Saturday
Let’s have some fun and hang
out in the heat
The radio reverberates
A song I know
A song I hate
But I don’t really mind
An underscore appropriate
For chances missed
As the sun sets and
Colors my unnecessary drive
Oh yeah! Gonna space out like a rocket ship tonight
Oh yeah! Gonna play games on the internet tonight
Oh yeah! I don’t wanna just feel like an idiot tonight
Oh yeah! I wanna feel good for a little bit
I wanna feel good for a little bit
I wanna feel good for a little bit
The dogs all bark at 8 PM
The neighbors scream
The sports team wins and
Fireworks explode
A refund on a present grim
A new week on the horizon
A thousand future lazy nights at home.
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10. |
CARING
05:01
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I haven't written a song in a month
So I'm playing the same chords again
I know I need to get lost in the moment
But I get lost before it begins
Fingers stretching out into space
Reaching as a thought slips away
It's been so long since I've done what I should
That I forgot what I'm supposed to do
Realistic goals --
Feels amazing to set them
Like shit when you don't follow through
Or even make repeated attempts
Yr paranoia's got you verklempt
Song of the year of the century
I wanna wake in a new country
One without fear of my enemies
Coming at me in my sleep
I tried to ride the sunshine from the morning
Right over the 8 PM hump
Six miles later, I'm drinking a tallboy
And rolling another one up
Forgive yourself for not being good
Chase the morning wrapped in a hood
Rinse and repeat
And think of anything else
Tomorrow when you run along
The second fence they built on Suicide Bridge
I guess people just kept jumping off
Even if we all understand
There's people that wanna see you again
There's people that wanna see you again
And don't care if this fucking place is a shit hole.
Song of the year of the century
I wanna wake in a new country
One without famine or poverty
No elite
Song of the year of the century
Good if you're not really listening
Bad at affecting reality
Covid a million
Dinosaur flu
I'd lick the floor if I got to see you
Caring makes you feel like a chump
When you see someone else
Who doesn't want to
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When it's time to go to bed
I know I don't have to feel alone
'Cause I'll be thinking of you while I sleep
When it's time to go to bed
I know I don't have to feel alone
'Cause you'll be waiting for me in my dreams
Snowflakes floating on a tuft of
Summer breezes flowing through your hair
Goofin' on a neon patch of stardust
Double backflips in the air
When it's time to go to bed
When it's time to go to bed
When it's time to go to bed
I know I don't have to feel alone
'Cause I'll be thinking of you while I sleep
When it's time to go to bed
I know I don't have to feel alone
'Cause you'll be waiting for me in my dreams
Speaking in a secret stupid language
No one else can understand
Setting off illegal fireworks and
Hiding bottles in the sand
When it's time to go to bed
When it's time to go to bed
When it's time to go to bed
I know
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Jeff Rosenstock New York
Hello. I'm Jeff Rosenstock. In 2007 I started a free/donation-based digital label called Quote Unquote Records. I also used to be in the band Bomb the Music Industry! and then that band stopped. Now I just do this stuff. Hope you like it!
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