Simulacra
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Simulacra
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Chorus:
Everybody's sexually active
Somebody out there's objectively attractive
Act correctly you can match the simulacra
Bullshit bullshit bullshit bullshit
Jonny 5:
I went to a love hotel, i pulled a fire alarm
I beat up my brother with a tennis ball container, i had my tired arm
Pulling, fantasizing bout a blow up doll
I didn't get off, it didn't go off, i didn't feel satisfied at all
I wanted to run away but i didn't have a reason
I got so mad one time i started crying and seizing
Paper after paper lookin for something i didn't need
Found one, just as i ripped it my fit was already done
This is how i begun
Seeing how i'm different from t.v.
And i keep re-seeing it telling me how to be and it's bullshit!
I yelled "fuck the police" while i drove past
Used to think i had to learn to freestyle in order to rap
Chorus:
Everybody's sexually active
Somebody out there's objectively attractive
Act correctly you can match the simulacra
Bullshit bullshit bullshit bullshit
Everybody's sexually active
Somebody out there's objectively attractive
Act correctly you can match the simulacra
Bullshit bullshit bullshit bullshit
Faith:
I tried x but i didn't know why
Cuz then i had sex but i didn't get high
Supermodels are xxy
It's all just a lie
Kids fall for fads see ads and wanna try it
I spent twenty on a diet, so what?
I still have cellulite and no butt
No, but, but but until you laugh and just grow up
Learn to live with the bullshit,
You're only gonna throw up,
Turnin sick at the pulpit,
Preaching sermons
Concerning myth,
Schemin, burning demons that don't exist
Thank god media and reality don't match
I need my own private
Quiet zone that's my own patch of life,
Detached from the hype
I don't wanna be imitated exactly right
Cuz truth is stranger than fiction
You should change your addiction
Before disneylandlords arrange your eviction
Chorus:
Everybody's sexually active
Somebody out there's objectively attractive
Act correctly you can match the simulacra
Bullshit bullshit bullshit bullshit
Jonny 5:
See i wanna write a song for the missing persons,
The nerds and the sixty-six year old virgins,
Burnt out surgeons,
Mental patients,
Persians, haitians, urban gay asians,
Nymphos, blimp-nose wimps,
Uncorrupt cops, hermaphrodites,
Fat kids, black kids,
Anorexics tryin to muster up an appetite,
Phoneless, homeless, owners of disease,
Anyone who slept through new year's eve,
Clumsy thieves,
Uneven sleeved impotent men,
Napalm babies with scarred skin,
Vietnam vets, tourette's syndrome girls with hairy arms,
Balding boys in the club with their mom,
In love with their mom,
Diabetics, anybody who just doesn't get it,
Stutterers, bread butterers, suburb gutter punks,
Wanna-be monks, ceos who wet the bed,
The snails, and the angry white males, and the siamese twins who connect at the head
I expect that you said
"i don't want to be compared to them, i'm not weak, not a freak, i'm american"
But if you stood next to 'em you'd embarrass them,
So let me say my prayer again
See i wanna write a song for the missing persons,
The nerds and the sixty-six year old virgins,
Burnt out surgeons,
Mental patients,
Persians, haitians, urban gay asians,
Nymphos, blimp-nose wimps,
Uncorrupt cops, hermaphrodites,
Fat kids, black kids,
Anorexics tryin to muster up an appetite,
Phoneless, homeless, owners of disease,
Anyone who slept through new year's eve,
Clumsy thieves,
Uneven sleeved impotent men,
Napalm babies with scarred skin,
Vietnam vets, tourette's syndrome girls with hairy arms,
Balding boys in the club with their mom,
In love with their mom,
Diabetics, anybody who just doesn't get it,
Stutterers, bread butterers, suburb gutter punks,
Wanna-be monks, ceos who wet the bed,
The snails, and the angry white males, and the siamese twins who connect at the head
I said the snails and the angry white males and the leeches,
Dogs without tails and the star-bellied sneetches,
Sneetches without stars and
Women behind bars and
Men who design cars intending to find mars
And anyone i'm far from, anyone in my region,
Buppies, guppies, scrubs, pigeons, and norwegians,
Finns, and the angry white men,
And the siamese twins who connect at the head
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