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Happy Fucking Whatever is the first single and title track for our upcoming LP to be released on 9/22/20.

Happy Fucking Whatever

This is the second single from our upcoming album, Happy Fucking Whatever

Why Bother?

Run, run away and live to die another day
And wait, you'll wait for me
We'll watch the earth sink into the sea

These are the days
These are the days that decide 
These are the ways
These are the ways we die

What do I want more? To live long or to settle the score?
Yeah, you'll wait. You'll wait for me
We'll watch the earth sink into the sea

These are the days
These are the days that decide 
These are the ways
These are the ways we die

Woah. Yeah

Adequate

So float your theories to me
Open your insides so we can see
I bet you're on to something good
And you're just misunderstood

I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming undone
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming undone

Tell me how this came to be
Your sheltered life and never passing on what's free
You know you don't mean well
It's just a lie you have to tell

I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming undone
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming undone
I'm coming un-, I'm coming undone

I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming undone
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming undone
I'm coming un-, I'm coming undone

Coming Undone

I ditched my job to sleep in again
Couldn't bear the thought of work so I called in dead
You gotta learn to shed all the shame you feel
You'll get the hang of it, just take this pill

You said, "don't worry, I got it all worked out
I'll put in my forty years till I burn out
Can't you see I have it under control? Not gonna
Live my life in a debt-hole"

How's that work out for you?
How's it working out?

Call In Dead

Copy and paste other thoughts as your own
A tower of lies that you call home
A hymn from your youth to make your ears bleed
A new flag to fly that everyone can see

I moved in the house down the street
And I locked the door so we'd never meet
But I met your mom and I met your dad
I wish to God that I never had

Copy copy copy
Paste paste paste
One of these days, you will be replaced
Tic-tock tic-tock tic-tock 
Explode
One of these days, you will die alone

Copy and paste other lines over time
Throw into an essay of your so-called life
Repeating the words till there's no meaning there
Just meaningless prose for your mouth to share

Again and again the offer is hard to beat
Doing tedious work till you're covered with a sheet
We're tired of it all, we need another plan
Gather all the fools cause the shit has hit the fan 

Copy copy copy
Paste paste paste
One of these days, you will be replaced
Tic-tock tic-tock tic-tock 
Explode
One of these days, you will die alone

Die alone

Copy And Paste

I'm learning to embrace all my enemies
Cause making friends is just too hard for me
I'm waking up, but I'm still asleep
I'm getting there, but I'm dragging my feet

Let's slow it down, and give em what they want
Something they can nod off to
Let's sell our souls, just to book a show
A pound of flesh so we can hit the road

Tell me now is what you'd thought it'd be
Living life on a mission to people-please
Planting seeds to grow money on trees
Chop it down and bring people to their knees

Let's slow it down, and give em what they want
Something they can nod off to
Let's sell our souls, just to book a show
A pound of flesh so we can hit the road

Living life like you got nothing to do
Living life like you got nothing to lose

I'm learning to embrace all my enemies
Cause making friends is just too hard for me
I'm waking up, but I'm still asleep
I'm getting there, but I'm dragging my feet

Living life like you got nothing to do
Living life like you got nothing to lose

Give Em' What They Want

Hey, motherfucker how ya been? 
Did you get my message on LinkedIn?
I sent some shit you rally outta hear
It's the motherfucking song of the year

So here I am just wasting my life again
I'm counting back from ten 

My shit's the best shit 
Have you heard my shit yet? 
My shit's the best shit 
Have you heard my shit yet? 

Hey, motherfucker what's up next?
You gonna say you missed my text?
I'm looking forward to your call
So you can explain it all

So here I am just wasting my life again
I'm counting back from ten 

My shit's the best shit 
Have you heard my shit yet? 
My shit's the best shit 
Have you heard my shit yet? 

My shit's the best shit 
Have you heard my shit yet? 
My shit's the best shit 
Have you heard my shit yet? 
My shit's the best shit 
My shit's the best shit 
My shit's the best shit 
My shit's the best shit... it is

My Shit

Hi, we’re Boss Rush, a husband and wife punk rock duo from Birmingham, AL. We write songs in our basement, mostly about how everything sucks and nothing matters. We're two 30-somethings complaining about how life isn't what we thought it'd be, but you gotta live it anyway, right?

Boss Rush is Eric on the vocals and guitar/bass, and Daina on the drums. We started playing together in college. After a few stints in other bands, we opted to form a duo. We're influenced by many artists, especially punk and post-punk bands like Fugazi and Propagandhi. We're also heavily influenced by our local music scene and believe in the DIY mindset. We create, record and produce all of our music and video content ourselves and try to stay true to what represents us.