Play Doctor from Warship by The House Floor

Cut to the life all planned out... my general family practice. i got me a new mercedes-benz and a woman who's submissive to raise my children

well, now i make a point to disappoint
but dad, i'm learning all about some new thrills
good pills from the Gonzo kids
and all the fun ways to take them

but don't worry...i'll find god
and i'll stop genocide
and i will mean what i say
oh, thank you much...
but the good doctor says,
"i think you're all full of shit. so don't hold your breath"

oh, it is the most essential skill
to make the well from the weak and the ill
i do feel sorry for the ones who get hurt
& think that their pain can be dulled, with a song, or a lull-aby "la la la"
"la la la la"
i want to say more
i want to mean more
but i believe in "la"

oh god, i know the circumstance
your peerless face, my leper's hands
i fly your kite without the string
but feel no shock without the key!
it has nooooo no value!
nooooo no value!
nooooo.... no value!

francis packs it up for his boys
while he warns us that
two hits of my best shit
and all the ways you've failed start to drift away

ahhh, jesus christ
not another blast from the past
i just don't know how you live... oh, with yourself...
just like you have lived with yourself since we were kids...
i've moved on & up.

"hey next time you're in town i... well, i think we should catch up"
man, i'ma try.... but i already get so caught up
"oh, you're looking down now... when did i stop being good enough?"
i wish i knew... but it's probably when i stopped looking up

• Experimental
• acoustic
• electronic
• natural
• unnatural
• Brooklyn