where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
well the parks are full and the trees have no shade
where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
because the parks are full and the trees have no shade
spark your motherfucking blunt if you're with me

by the house, by the car
in my backyard
by the tree, by the fence
by the old park bench
i can’t blow the stench
as I’m driving to the store
by the mall, by the street
by the pool, by the trampoline
what do you mean
i can’t smoke my dope
by the boat that i bought
or the fish that i caught
or the slut that i fucked
in the alleyway
bet my mama ain’t too proud of me
but motherfucker
where’m i sposed 2 smoke my fuckin’

where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
well the parks are full and the trees have no shade
where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
because the parks are full and the trees have no shade
spark your motherfucking blunt if you're with me

ladies and gentlemen
and people of all ages
we have a wonderful guest for you tonight
a fella i know by the name of daddy smoove
hit ‘em with that daddy smoove

i’m walking around and around an unfamiliar part of town
and i can’t find no place to blaze these trees
can’t believe that my mind has become my own damn foe
i feel I’m about to explode I’m alone
i’m alone, I’m alone on my own
i can wait to be broken and stoned
won’t you turn the other way stop fuckin staring at me
and tell me where the fuck am i suppose to

where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
well the parks are full and the trees have no shade
where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
because the parks are full and the trees have no shade
spark your motherfucking blunt if you're with me

i can’t feel my face
i shouldn’t be driving
but i got no safe place to smoke
so i’m hiding
i’m in the cemetery
or maybe some suburban streets
i’m gonna crash my car and die
and take my friends all with me

i refuse to be a statistic
in your egotistic, chauvinistic web of lies
to fuel the fascistic enterprise
i heard it really helps the sick and the blind
but pharma’s want you institutionalised and that classified
by dashing their hopes with a televised hoax
and keeping the paper in power to appease a few folks
but i don’t give a fuck about that man
all i want to know is
where i can smoke

where’m i sposed to smoke my
where am i supposed to smoke my
where’m i sposed 2 smoke my weed?

where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
well the parks are full and the trees have no shade
where’m i sposed to smoke my weed?
because the parks are full and the trees have no shade
spark your motherfucking blunt if you're with me

me local member of parliament - spose 2

i don’t sleep
i can’t even dream
without you haunting every scene
i can’t think for myself
is this everything you wished?
there’s no twist in this tale
try as hard we might
can’t get to fixing what’s been failing
if you won’t tread on this side
i fall then I dip
just careen me towards the light
burn it in my flesh
so this pain will subside

now you see that you’ve wasted your life
you plan to spread your wings and fly
and mangle yourself over all who pass by
to see who cries
when i feel down i ask myself
if i should go to town on myself

drama queen, whatcha mean
i gotta give up everything
to be close to you
it’s been apropos of all sorts
and i am nothing more

spent time over thinking of things that you said to me
trying to stuff them in holes with distant memories
your dead to me, fucking dead to me
misery’s been some company
don’t act like you some friend to me

and i know
that i deserve half the blame
and i know
things won’t be the same

me local member of parliament - in regards to carl weezer

know you did your very best
today was not your day
slip into a state again
if only id get out of bed

vultures in my brain
cold as ice
all alone
circle round begin to feed
acute anxiety
cut me out
leave me dry
hang me out for all to see
eats my fucking soul

i am nothing

lost track of how many hours
it takes to fall asleep
always thought i had it all
but all i feel is

vultures in my brain
cold as ice
all alone
circle round begin to feed
acute anxiety
cut me out
leave me dry
hang me out for all to see
eats my fucking soul

look within yourself
you’ll find nothing

can you feel it creeping up behind?
can you feel it strapped to your back?
do you feel that chill up your spine?
like everythings about to snap
and that little voice that squeaks
that makes you want to puke and bleed
until you find relief
just breathe

vultures in my brain
cold as ice
all alone
circle round begin to feed
acute anxiety
cut me out
leave me dry
hang me out for all to see
eats my fucking soul

me local member of parliament - scatterhead

it’s not tasteful
to be so sly
to repeat authoritarian diatribe

it’s not that hard
just set it free
exchanging false secrecies for morals

hey!
do you wanna get a closer feel?
hey!
you’re gonna wanna get in on this deal
because we’re spitting on
choking out, selling off
all you love

it’s a sign of the times
you wouldn’t read about it anyway
get on the side
of a fire breathing heavyweight
bow down

me local member of parliament - the frénch song

little brown paper bag
wound it’s way around my neck
while I’m busy kicking back
the old man paints his fingers black
walk around for something to do
but they’re looking like they’re gonna molest you
don’t forget your running shoes honey

won’t ask you to leave that’d be doing something
where my slackers at?
all my ladies love me when I’m doing nothing
where my slackers at?
i won’t ask you to leave that’d be doing something
where my slackers at?
all my ladies love me when I’m doing nothing
where my slackers at?

what a fine looking chap
in his beanie eating snacks
no, he’s never looking back
this man’s got his life in check
when overthinking’s starting to drown you
you can always find something to do
don’t forget your nice shoes honey

i got that little nagging feeling
that keeps you coming back for more

won’t ask you to leave that’d be doing something
where my slackers at?
all my ladies love me when I’m doing nothing
where my slackers at?
i won’t ask you to leave that’d be doing something
where my slackers at?
all my ladies love me when I’m doing nothing
where my slackers at?

oh yeah

you wanna come on down
come down with me baby
i’ll bring you right on down with me
come on down
i’ll bring you right to your knees
get in touch with god right now
oh come
come on down baby
oh won’t you come
i’ll show you how to get real low

when everything’s trying to drown
you’re gonna wonder how they found you
don’t forget your nice shoes honey

won’t ask you to leave that’d be doing something
where my slackers at?
all my ladies love me when I’m doing nothing
where my slackers at?
i won’t ask you to leave that’d be doing something
where my slackers at?
all my ladies love me when I’m doing nothing
where my slackers at?

me local member of parliament - slacker

(i’ve been chased by the cops man)
getting chased by the cops man
(forget)
fucking
(getting) chased by the rape van

why do you have a boat cunt?

so god damn happy
get to smoke with my friends man
hope the good times never end
hope the good times never end

feel like the fucking postman
picking up some parcels that I already paid for
why does it hurt?
(higher)
what doesn’t hurt her
(liar)
why does it hurt?

why do you have so many boats cunt?
i could drown myself with them
i don’t know where we are, i don’t know where we are
getting zonked as fuck in a stingy park
and I don’t know what i’m trying to find
i don’t know anyone or myself
but i’m working it out from the top of my lungs
to the bottom of my guts

me local member of parliament - can i bum a fag?

after my third fucking cigarette
i realised i’m okay with death
nothing is what it seems
real life to me is just an insomniacs dreams
fuck you and your beliefs
your life is obsolete 
trailer park dreams ain't cutting it for me
i’ll find peace with the tumbleweeds
i’m tired of being
i just want to be

me local member of parliament - bond street blues

i feel lost and lonely
and a fleeting affinity with the elderly
they never know if they'll live to see the next few days
and i feel the same unless i have something to hold on to

waking up with a headache everyday
can't fall asleep and it's the remedy
i'm never too excited for the next few days
until you've given me something to hold on to
it's too long to wait not knowing

sometimes i fear i've killed myself
cuz i'm already working in this hell
every time i rise i feel i fall
can't find a meaning in it all
please give me something to hold on, on to

waking up with a headache every night
can't fall asleep and it's the remedy
i'm never too excited for the next few days
until you've given me something to hold on to
it's too long to wait not know...

all of my highs keep me solo
the sign above me says don't smoke
and everyone's too busy to hear about my shitty day
does it get better? i don't know
everything's always too slow
just giving me more time to think of different ways to say
please, oh please

waking up with a headache everyday
no feeling in my extremities
chug a nurofen to numb the pain
but it's okay cuz i have something


written, produced, recorded and mixed by tyler somerville and nicholas griffiths at BYOFS home studios
also written by benjamin mcdonnell & aedon hudson
executive producers: tyler somerville and nicholas griffiths

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