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Friends In Low Places by worthikids/worthikids music

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A Death

i didn't make this

I wish that I could wear hats
Without looking like a little lad
Or looking like a little league dad
Or looking like a guy named Chad
But it seems my head will have to stay
Without a bowler or beret
Lest someone sees me and they say
"Is that his style or bad cosplay?"

I wish I had no fears
About looking like I have no ears
Or that I haven't left my house in years
Or I have strong opinions about beers
Or looking like I got confused
In the middle of dressing for a steampunk con
Or looking like I look too long in the mirror
Every time I put a new hat on
Wondering why do I look so bad — or not bad
But sad that this hat won't look like I had
A plan for this cap, to capitalize
On how my face looks, my body this size
My eyes in my skull, this hat on my hair
The eyes that look at the things that I wear
And how does it look? And how do I look?
And how can I look how I look and not care?

Comparing my clothes with others, much closer
To their own goals or some sort of closure
How do they do what they want and look planned?
I come to you now, my hat in my hand

I wish that I could wear hats
Without sparking something to recall
I wish that I could wear hats
Without looking any way at all

i wish that i could wear hats - brian david gilbert

The Toxhards - Ængus, The Prize-Winning Hog

First Of May

The Future Soon

Re: Your Brains

Skullcrusher Mountain

Creepy Doll

Satan's Little Hell Song

We are two mariners
Our ship's sole survivors
In this belly of a whale
It's ribs are ceiling beams
It's guts are carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill

You may not remember me
I was a child of three
And you, a lad of eighteen
But, I remember you
And I will relate to you
How our histories interweave
At the time you were
A rake and a roustabout
Spending all your money
On the whores and hounds
(oh, oh)

You had a charming air
All cheap and debonair
My widowed mother found so sweet
And so she took you in
Her sheets still warm with him
Now filled with filth and foul disease
As time wore on you proved
A debt-ridden drunken mess
Leaving my mother
A poor consumptive wretch
(oh, oh)

And then you disappeared
Your gambling arrears
The only thing you left behind
And then the magistrate
Reclaimed our small estate
And my poor mother lost her mind
Then, one day in spring
My dear sweet mother died
But, before she did
I took her hand as she, dying, cried:
(oh, oh)

"Find him, Bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave"

It took me fifteen years
To swallow all my tears
Among the urchins in the street
Until a priory
Took pity and hired me
To keep their vestry nice and neat
But, never once in the employ
Of these holy men
Did I ever, once turn my mind
From the thought of revenge
(oh, oh)

One night I overheard
The prior exchanging words
With a penitent whaler from the sea
The captain of his ship
Who matched you toe to tip
Was known for wanton cruelty
The following day
I shipped to sea
With a privateer
And in the whistle
Of the wind
I could almost hear
(oh, oh)

"Find him, Bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave

There is one thing I must say to you
As you sail across the sea
Always, your mother will watch over you
As you avenge this wicked deed"

And then, that fateful night
We had you in our sight
After twenty months at sea
Your starboard flank abeam
I was getting my muskets clean
When came this rumbling from beneath
The ocean shook
The sky went black
And the captain quailed
And before us grew
The angry jaws
Of a giant whale

(oh..)

Don't know how I survived
The crew all was chewed alive
I must have slipped between his teeth
But, oh, what providence
What divine intelligence
That you should survive
As well as me
It gives my heart great joy
To see your eyes fill with fear
So lean in close
And I will whisper
The last words you'll hear
(oh, oh)

The Future Soon

Jonathan Coulton

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