Let me tell you a story
A story about my buddy
Who got me into rock ‘n roll music
We used to hang out with a boombox
In a parking lot
Listening to AC/DC

His name was Ba... 

We used to go to concerts
With his cousins
At the Hartford Civic Center
One time we went to Chinatown in Boston
With his uncle 
It was awesome!

And where is he today?
Twenty-nine hundred miles away
Will I ever see him again?
Coz he used to be my best friend

His name was Ba... 
His name was Ba...

Let me tell you a story
A story about my buddy
Who got me into rock ‘n roll music
We used to hang out with a boombox
In a parking lot
Listening to AC/DC

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His Name Was Ba

Forget the hashtags
Why can’t we just be cool to each other
Forget the hashtags
Why not be like sisters and brothers?

Coz all your movements just confuse me
And when you miss the point
That’s when you will lose me
And you will never fool me

Forget the hashtags
Why can’t we just be cool to each other
Forget the hashtags
Why not be like sisters and brothers?

There is no just cause
To your dismantling
Of the nuclear family
Now you’re perverting
Breaking down the system
That keeps us civilized
This city’s burning down
Right before our eyes

Forget the hashtags
Forget the hashtags
Forget the hashtags

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#forgetthehashtags

She wakes up and jumps out of bed
With big dreams still in her head
She’s always optimistic
But due for a reality check
And this much is true

She’s living a lie
She’s living a lie
So don’t be surprised
When this is goodbye

She comes from a different world
Where futures have been written
Caught up in a cycle
Of daily repetition
Till one day she breaks through

She’s living a lie
She’s living a lie
So don’t be surprised
When this is goodbye

She shatters the dream
With a true awakening
Accepting her fate
She just can’t escape

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Living A Lie

I’ve been wearing this thing all day
I think it’s time to show my face
It’s hard to breathe with this thing on
I can’t wait till the virus is gone

I need a mask break
I need a mask break

Disregard the politics
Truth is I don’t want to get sick
And give me my 6 feet of space
Especially in this here place, but…
 
I need a mask break
I need a mask break

Take it off, take it off, take it off
Take it off, take it off, take it off 

Take it off, take it off, take it off
Take it off, take it off, take it off 

I need a mask break
I need a mask break
I need a mask break
I need a mask break

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Mask Break

Drunk as a skunk, high as a kite
Passed out in the hotel every night
Oh yea, rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty
Rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty

Wakin’ up in a cradle of filth
Not knowin’ the time of day but you will
Oh yea, rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty
Rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty

So take a good, hard look at yourself
The mirror never lies
And the face staring back at you
You might not recognize

Livin’ in excess, you’re a terrible mess 
But the show must go on so you gotta get dressed
Oh yea, rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty
Rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty

You can’t remember all the places you been
Though you gotta get up and do it all again
Oh yea, rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty
Rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty
Rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty
Rock ‘n roll ain’t pretty

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Rock N Roll Ain't Pretty

I’m kind of an a-hole
But it’s out of my control
My head’s always been filled with dreams
That there’s never been room for anything else
There’s never been room for anyone else but me

I’m the loneliest guy in the valley
The loneliest guy, come and see me
I’m the loneliest guy
The loneliest guy

I pushed everyone away
With my current mental state
It’s like I’ve got a one-track mind
That I can’t keep track of most of the time
So pardon me if I don’t have the time for you

I’m the loneliest guy in the valley
The loneliest guy, come and see me
I’m the loneliest guy
The loneliest guy

I’m the loneliest guy in the valley
The loneliest guy, come and see me
I’m the loneliest guy
I’m the loneliest guy in the valley
The loneliest guy, come and see me
I’m the loneliest guy, the loneliest guy

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The Loneliest Guy In The Valley

Stephanie, we know you are a woman
Veronika, we know you are one, too
What’s with all the pronouns? Why even bother?
Unless your name is Pat or Sam
Trust me, we have a clue

All this virtue signaling
To make yourself feel good
Does it amount to anything?
Or is it misunderstood?
Pat yourself on the back
Pat yourself on the back
I’m trying not to laugh
I’m trying not to laugh

Fringes of society, now is your time
To rise up and be seen for who you really are
And just like an accident, we can’t look away
We’re drawn to the wreckage, we should be ashamed 

All this virtue signaling
To make yourself feel good
Does it amount to anything?
Or is it misunderstood?
Pat yourself on the back
Pat yourself on the back
I’m trying not to laugh
I’m trying not to laugh

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Virtue Signaling

Mask mask
You have to wear your mask
Mask mask
You have to wear your mask

You say that you can't breathe
We just don't believe you
You say that we can't see
We don't want to see you

Mask mask
You have to wear your mask
Mask mask
You have to wear your mask

This rule is for you
But not for us
We are the elite
There's no need to discuss

Mask mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask
Mask mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask
Mask mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask
Mask mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask
You got to wear your mask

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Mask Mask

The luster has worn off
Reality is setting in
A promise lost
And that is where this story begins

Chapter two
Everything in reverse
You’ve gone too far
Down a dangerous course
A new campaign to
Retreat or surrender
Back to the start
You’re such a great pretender

You can’t turn the page
When you threw out the book
You’ll have to write a new story
I hope that it’s good
Make this chapter better than the first

The luster has worn off
Reality is setting in
A promise lost
And that is where this story begins

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Chapter Two

She never takes anything seriously
So how can we take her seriously?

She only had one job to do
She never even did it, now she’s got two

All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh

You must be jokin’
Your puppet’s broken

All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh

We’re findin’ you are just as bad as your rivals
Maybe even worse though just in different ways
All you Democrats accountable for this punchline
Knockin’ us down every single day

All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh
All she does is laugh

It’s not a total loss
At times she distracts from her boss

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All She Does Is Laugh

I got a lot of bad karma comin’ my way
I used to do stuff for kicks back in the day
The older I get the more I regret
Doin’ stuff for kicks, yea that’s what I said

Coz it’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again
It’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again

I look at the youth and shake my head
Doin’ stuff for kicks, you might end up dead
I hope you survive to tell the tale
For some that ship has already sailed

Coz it’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again
It’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again

I didn’t know, know it at the time
That everything comes with a price
I’ve gone too far down this road
To turn back now and take my own advice

I got a lot of bad karma comin’ my way
I used to do stuff for kicks back in the day
The older I get the more I regret
Doin’ stuff for kicks, yea I made my bed

Coz it’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again
It’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again
It’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again
It’s comin’ back around
Comin’ back around again

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Kicks

I forgot my phone at home
Heading on in to work
I realized when I got there
It was too late to turn back

I felt so disconnected
From the usual scene
I took all of my breaks
Looking through an old magazine

Left alone with my thoughts
It was just like something new
No social media
I didn’t know what to do

On a day without a phone
A day without a phone

And on my lunchbreak
I couldn’t call anyone
I couldn’t check my messages
Neither text nor voicemail

I had to check the weather
By stepping outside
You never know what you’ll get
In Southern California

No Facebook or Instagram
Or political rants
No arguing with strangers 
On the internet

On a day without a phone
A day without a phone

And at the end of the day
When I finally got home
I forgot to plug in the charger
And the battery was dead

On a day without a phone
A day without a phone
On a day without a phone
A day without a phone

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A Day Without A Phone

Tell me
What’s your secret?
Show me 
I won’t let you keep it
You can cover up your truth
But sooner or later it will get loose

I need to know now
I need to know right now
I need to know now
I need to know right now

Stop pretending
I see right through it
You’re wearing a costume
Yea, I always knew it
It’s your defensive method to
Avoid the hurt you’re going through

I need to know now
I need to know right now
I need to know now
I need to know right now
I need to know now
I need to know right now
I need to know now
I need to know right now

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Need To Know

Strip the sound all the way down
Strip the sound all the way down
Strip the sound all the way down
Until there’s nothing left

Who are you listening to?
Who are you listening to?
Who are you listening to?
I really want to know

Melody killer, melody killer, melody killer
Melody killer, melody killer, melody killer

We lost our sense of taste and feel
We lost our sense of taste and feel
We lost our sense of taste and feel
I don’t even know what’s real

Melody killer, melody killer, melody killer
Melody killer, melody killer, melody killer

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Melody Killer

There’s no rain
On this dry summer day
Where there was a field of green
Is just now a desert scene

There’s no love
For Southern California
We’re being judged
In a trial by fire

You could walk for miles and then die alone
Chokin’ on the air flowin’ down your throat
You’re not in a movie or on tv
Life is so much different in reality

There’s no rain
There’s no rain

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Desert Scene

I wish there was a day between Saturday and Sunday
The weekend always goes by too fast
And just when I’m starting to have fun
It feels like it’s almost done
And I haven’t even found the time to relax

Sunday night
I don’t want to go in tomorrow
I just want to sleep in all day
I’ve got a case of the Mondays
I’ve got a case of the Mondays

I feel like life is all work and no play
I maybe get an hour or two after cleaning and chores
Though my energy’s all gone
What in the world went wrong?
Now I’m sinking into the sofa completely bored

Sunday night
I don’t want to go in tomorrow
I just want to sleep in all day
I’ve got a case of the Mondays
I’ve got a case of the Mondays

The first thing that comes to mind
When I’m rolling out of bed
In the early a.m.
Is it Friday yet?

I’ve got a case of the Mondays
I’ve got a case of the Mondays
I’ve got a case of the Mondays
I’ve got a case of the Mondays

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Case Of The Mondays

It’s the catch of the day
It’s the one that couldn’t get away
But what do you do now?
You can’t keep it
You got to let it out

You’re totally obsessed
The repercussions, you couldn’t care less
If it’s pay to win
This game of yours, I won’t even begin

It’s the catch, the catch of the day
It’s the one that couldn’t get away
It’s the catch, the catch of the day
It’s the one that couldn’t get away

It’s the catch of the day
It’s the catch of the day
It’s the catch of the day

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Catch Of The Day

All of the numbers are leavin’
All of the numbers are leavin’

They were goin’ out west, goin’ out west
Ah, that was long ago
Now they’re goin’ down south, goin’ down south
Yea, just leavin’

All of the numbers are leavin’
All of the numbers are leavin’
All of the numbers
All of the numbers

They traded in their dreams for a nightmare
The rise of crime and inflation are how they got there
They closed down their businesses and let go
Of neighborhoods they’ve lived and worked in for generations

All of the numbers are leavin’
All of the numbers are leavin’
All of the numbers are leavin’
All of the numbers are leavin’

California to Texas, New York to Florida
Blue to red, blue to red, then red turns blue

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