AJJ (the Bot)

What is the wind saying?
Does it tell who isn't there?
Do the spirits haunt us
By blowing through our hair?

It's not our world anymore
It's not our world anymore

Your dead best friend is walking up the stairs
He's walking up the stairs with you

I used to be a dead guy
Now I'm a fucking Jedi
And I've got lots of news for you
And I've got a long list of things to do
I used to dwell in the present
I used to be so hesitant
But now I've got my whole life to live
And I've got all my love to give
To all you fuckers that I hate

And I'm a liar and I am a thief
Taking things from those better than me
Pathetic little man with some pathetic little dream
I hope you all can forgive me

And it's sad to know that we are not alone
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out

You are shit and you know it
Your life is garbage and you show it
You will die soon in the ball pit
I’ll leave you unsupervised for a minute

You make drugs
You make drugs
You make drugs
Look like candy

You and me go together like carrots and peas
We should be a happy family
Or a traveling travesty at least
And love will fuck us up
Love will fuck us up

And darling I'm patiently waiting to fly my ass out there
And I love you

And our love creates a power plant that generates this world
And if we stop now then we'll just disappear into oblivion

Look out your window
To watch the wind blows

So I will speak with someone I don't know
I thought I knew you, now I don't know anyone
So I will fill my feedbag full of food today, hungry boy
I will fill my feedbag full of food

The way we did is virtually insane

Because this is kind of embarrassing
And everyone who hears it thinks that we're joking
And maybe we weren't put on this earth to rape and pillage and ravage
Because God created puppy dogs and God created kittens
And our love creates a power plant that generates this world

You're rich enough, you're famous enough
You've got all the tools you need to survive
You're rich enough, you're famous enough
You've got love and you're alive

Someday you all will perish in the fire of my hate
Someday you all will drown in a sea of my tears
Someday you all will choke on the length of my hair
Someday you all will smother under the weight of my tits

Breathe in deep
Breathe as deeply as you can breathe
Breathe deep 'till you're drunk with glee
Breathe deep 'till you're drunk with glee
And love will fuck us up
Love will fuck us up

Since we were a child, we knew what they should do about
The grinding down, the vicious gears, the gnashing of the teeth
Disposable everything, disposable everything

I'm an inner city basehead history teacher
My student is my dealer’s sister
Well, I don't know what I'll do
But I wanna smoke crack with you
I’m an inner city basehead history teacher

And it's sad to know that we're not alone in this
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out
In this life we lead, we could conquer everything
If we could just get the brave to get out of bed in the morning

Goodbye, oh goodbye
Goodbye, oh goodbye

You were perched atop my shoulder
You were pecking at my head
And if I had a hole to crawl in, I would be there and be dead
You were spilling all my will out
I was bleeding my last brains
It's nothing like the nothingness that normally numbs one's pain

And it's sad to know that we are not alone
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out

"Who fuckin' gives a rat's ass Steve, just write a love song
See a counselor if you need to ease your troubled mind
And could you please sit over there?
I don't want you cryin' in my beer
Do you want some cheese with all that wine?"

I've had a bad day
I am ashamed
And I'm afraid
And I am drained of what was named
Self respect

I used to be a Spiderman
I used to be a cowboy from Hell
But not anymore
Now I'm just a clam
And I live inside a shell
Inside the shell I am
God damn, I hate my brain

I hate my brain
I hate my brain

And maybe that's not healthy
Maybe that's just plain fucked up
But at least we're saying something
And I hope that no one is listening
Because this is kind of embarrassing
And everyone who hears it thinks that we're joking
And maybe we weren't put on this earth to rape and pillage and ravage

"Who fucking gives a rat's ass Steve, just write a love song
Cause they'll keep your belly full and your wallet lined
Don't bother these nice people with your sad sack songs
If you ask me, I think they're just a waste of time"

The Michael Jordan of drunk driving played his final game tonight
Emburdened by his loneliness he wanted to feel alive
His laziness built the pyramids and his solitude was a knife
The Michael Jordan of drunk driving played his final game tonight

Then we crumble, fade to dust!

어차피 넌 내 게, 내 게 분명
날 말릴 순 없을걸
하느님도 두 손 두 발 들었지 좋아해 'cause I wanna

So that I may rest in peace

Black dog I see; daily, nightly
Monthly, yearly, sweetly, dearly
She says, "When you pet me, I feel neatly
Rub my paws please, and scratch my belly"

In the evening, I try songwriting
I'm self-loathing, but I love singing
I try escaping these evil feelings
But they keep coming, they keep coming