this album sounds like what i wanna look like if that makes sense it prolly doesnt but

For some reason i can only think of “the cloudy and a chance of meatballs 2” when ever i here “ooh i wanna be” 🥲

Marsha, Thankk You For The Dialectics, But I Need You To Leave

Nvm this is the best fucking track on here

Willard!

Everything is a Lot by Will Wood and the Tapeworms from Everything is a Lot

Night sky, I wonder why I am alive until I die. 
I find that at this size, no answer can be right. 
All the moments you’ve lost, all the money it cost, all the dreams that you tossed aside. 
All that you feel is only real if you decide it inside. 
So when you’re holding on to everything but you feel you cannot, let it go, cause everything is a lot. 

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WE ARE BODDHISATVA, WE ARE BUDDHA, DYING, WAKING UP 
AS BUTTERFLIES WHO FALL ASLEEP AS MAHAPRAJNAPARAMITA 
WE CUT DOWN OUR BODDHI TREES, BURN DALAI LAMA AS A WITCH 
FROM SHANGRI-LA TO AUSCHWITZ, BE BARTER, KARMA IS A BITCH 
GLORY BE SATORI BU ITS HALLUCINATORY AND ITS SURE TO BE A 
STORY WE CAN TELL IN PURGATORY 
WE SAW IT ONCE ON MESCALINE, ENLIGHTENMENT IS BORING 
ALL YOUR HEROES REINCARNATED, THE GRATEFUL DEAD IS TOURING. 
LAO TZU, CHUANG TZU, YIN-YANG TATTOOS, FUCK YOUR MYSTIC WISDOM, FIND YOUR OWN WAY HOME FROM BONNAROO. 
IT'S JUST ONE MORE RELIGION, FUCK YOUR VISIONS, WE'VE DONE ACID TOO. 

DESTROY TO ENJOY, DESTROY TO ENJOY, DESTROY TO ENJOY, DESTROY TO ENJOY.




Everything Is A Lot

Chemical Overreaction/Compound Fracture by Will Wood and the Tapeworms, from Everything is a Lot.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKYiUcHyGIA

Nettles on my saddle and a badge on my vest, better bet I’ll never settle and I never could rest. 
Till the sunrise dies and sets in the west, a rattlesnake bite and a bullet in my chest. 
I won’t stop to drop to draw a line in the sand, ‘cause I’ll be picked apart to pieces by coyotes, I’m a lizard in the hand of the medicine man who is the wizard of the land on wild peyote. 
Woah. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m gaining traction. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m taking action. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions. 
I’m done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction. 
Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas, where the sentimental value of the city around you is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you, I’m tripping like a klutz and I’m rolling like thunder. 
I’m a snot nosed pothead playing with matches, a rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus. My mouth is dry and my eyes are red, I’m chewing on sand ‘cause the desert’s in my head. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m gaining traction. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m taking action. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions. 
I’m done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction. 
Wretch and pule this panoramic, stretched out view is fat with panic. 
Precognition lacks in hindsight, we caught the illness back before the twilight. 
I might be a saint worth steeples, I might be the brain of evil. 
Bad things happen to good people, good things happen to me.


Chemical Overeaction/Compound Fracture

Jimmy Mushrooms' Last Drink (Bedtime in Wayne, NJ) by Will Wood and the Tapeworms, from Everything is a Lot

Salt on the glass, coke on the knife 
Is there anything left to escape but life? 
I didn’t sign. I didn’t sign up for this. 
May today lose what yesterday won. 
Hope that tomorrow I’ll get something done. 
I’m gonna run. I’m gonna run out of time. 

But, I’ll tell you what, I’m not afraid to die. 
I’m more afraid of what might happen first. 
Either way it’s not like we’ll get out alive. 
I can’t say that I know which one is worse. 

Everything’s useless, especially songs 
I think the truth is that everyone’s wrong. 
Still sing along. Still sing a long, long time. 
I might keep looking for nothing to find. 
They say “Keep trucking, it’s all in your mind!” 
“Jimmy, you’re fine,” End of the line gaining speed. 
Wrapping trees. 

But, I’ll tell you what, I’m not afraid to die. 
I’m more afraid of what might happen first. 
Either way it’s not like we’ll get out alive. 
I can’t say that I know which one is worse. 

But, I’ll tell you what, I’m not afraid to die. 
I’m more afraid of what might happen first. 
Either way it’s not like we’ll get out alive. 
I can’t say that I know which one is worse.

Jimmy Mushrooms' Last Drink  (Bedtime In Wayne, NJ)

Music and Lyrics by Will Wood,
Featuring Dan Chetnik on Clarinet/Saxophone, Thomas Finch on Drums, James Horvath on Guitar, Ben Scardo on Upright Bass, Will Wood on Piano/Vocals/Chorus

The First Step

Lysergide Daydream by Will Wood and the Tapeworms from Everything is a Lot

Ooh, I wanna be in the picture on the postcard 
Pouring pitchers in the backyard by the garden we tend. 
Ooh, I wanna be where the crickets chirp for me 
Frogs that fractal at my feet 
By the dirt road dead end. 
Where the matches burn like candles, no locks on the doors 
We can blow the seeds of dandelions, wish for nothing more 
Where the sunrise comes early, but the night’s still plenty long 
And the constellations mirror glistening dewdrops on the lawn 
I feel the grass between my toes already. 

Ooh, I wanna be, in a place I can call a place to get away from it all. 

Ooh I wanna be, in the autumn pastel landscape 
An odd, attractive escape on the outskirts of town 
Ooh I wanna be, where it’s always apple season 
Underneath the dancing trees where we know up is down. 
Where the television’s broken and the campfire’s smoking 
And we’re hopeful for tomorrow cause we know we had today. 
We’re laughing and we’re joking with no criticism spoken 
If the clouds come out and drown the town we’ll still go out and play 
I feel the hands that I can hold already. 

Ooh, I wanna be, in a place I can call a place to get away from it all. 

I know the day is far away, and if it comes it will not stay. 
But I can’t chase the flavor from my mind. 
Well this is my lysergide daydream. It’s not a plan, not half a scheme 
To find the lake to bathe my two bare feet. 

Ooh, I wanna be, in a place I can call a place to get away from it all. 
Ooh, I wanna be, in a place I can call a place to get away from it.

Lysergide Daydream

(Cover this Song) A Little Bit Mine, by Will Wood and the Tapeworms, from Everything is a Lot

Say you’re still her 
The woman you were 
And you haven’t turned into 
Someone who never could love me again 
Cause you never broke my heart, no, you fixed it, and now it works. 
But only enough just to suffer the hurt. 
What can I say to convince you to slip back into my arms again? 
I won’t do you no harm again, lemme tell you that I’m sorry and that- 

I’m just a little bit crazy about you. 
Just a little bit out of my mind. 
Just a little insane without you 
Please come back and be just a little bit mine. 

I never thought, and if I did, I forgot 
While blackout in-love 
That’s what’s only starting would come to an end. 
But now I’m hungover and hung out to dry and I’m giving it time. 
Does not knowing the truth turn my words into lies? 
What can I say to convince you or do to make you agree with me? 
I don’t need you to be with me- just try to remember what you’d see in me. 

I’m just a little bit crazy about you. 
Just a little bit out of my mind. 
Just a little insane without you 
Please come back and be just a little bit mine. 

I’ll be here singing until our heartbeats fall into that rhythm again 
Whether it is or isn’t the end; who cares? 
God knows that I could use a friend. 

I’m just a little bit crazy about you. 
Just a little bit out of my mind. 
Just a little insane without you 
Please come back and be just a little bit mine.

(Cover This Song) A Little Bit Mine

White Knuckle Jerk, by Will Wood and the Tapeworms, from Everything is a Lot. 

White Knuckle Jerk (Where Do You Get Off?)

¡Aikido! (Neurotic/Erotic) by Will Wood and the Tapeworms, from "Everything is a Lot."



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