Cheer

by Drug Church

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released November 2, 2018

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Track Name: Grubby
Two months behind on rent now
Smile broad and they forgive you
Slept through a staff meeting
No one expects any different from you

It’s hard to form adult connections
When you sleep on turtle bedspreads
I can fake my way through a date
But I (can’t hide how child I am)

Misplaced another invoice
Add another dude to avoid
Bad with days and shitty with times
Guess its Thai takeout valentines

It’s hard to form adult connections
When you sleep on turtle bedspreads
I can fake my way through a date
But I (can’t hide how child I am)

When you’re just charming enough to survive
When the people you owe they like you and so you don’t die
When all you’ve got in your pocket is handshakes and lies
You’re allowed to sit down but trust it’ll be a short ride
Track Name: Strong References
Somewhere between low expectations
And a decade long malaise
A slimy well of self-deprecation
And a fucked up fight picking phase

You look good in that
I mean it
Maybe lose the shirt though

See, I told you so
Just admit it
You are the next big thing
This shoot is pure gold
Platinum even
I take no credit, you’re the reason

You look good in that
I mean it
Maybe lose the shirt though
I was young and I needed the money

You’ve got a rare energy
You’re a natural
A regular Tony Ward

You look good in that
No, I really mean it
You look good in that
Maybe lose the shirt though
Track Name: Avoidarama
Put in an appearance
15 minutes and out
Just stick your head in
Say whats up to old friends

I’d rather end it
Few seconds I’m out
Find an oven stick my head in
I’ll let you know how it ends

I hear your story
Depression home you’re staying
I hear your story
A laptop night complaining
I hear your story
Those bitter thoughts invading

C’mon just swing through
It really won’t hurt
People they miss you
You can leave when you want

I prefer strong exits
Borrowed boat at midnight
I’m swimming in chains now
But you go have a good time

I hear your story
Depression home you’re staying
I hear your story
A laptop night complaining
I hear your story
Those bitter thoughts invading
Track Name: Dollar Story
From the sharpie on the tile
To the black mold found behind the drywall
There’s an energy to poverty you can’t run from
But I’m not even hiding
You can adjust to anything if you’re leaving
Even dollar store clorox you’re always breathing
Drop ceilings raw feelings basement existence
Life of a broke lonely pissant

That’s just your nature
Cheap drugs raw sex
Low rent high drama
It’s how the ventless vent
High risk

Stretch plastic over broken windows
To the space heater with built-in stove
Bare bulb overhead lighting
Mood future black hole you’re always fighting
Particle board table depression
Body gets it but brain misses message
Tub washing clothes to on save quarters
Need the money for your court date

Can’t adjust (high risk)
Low ambition (high risk)
Nothing going (high risk)
Can’t adjust (high risk)
Track Name: Unlicensed Guidance Counselor
A petty grievance pushed you to violence
Tough break and now you’re facing some charges

If you live long enough
you’ll do something wrong enough
that you feel shame enough
to say enough’s enough.

Push your sister’s boyfriend down the stairs
Steal forty dollars from the till
There’s a learning process here

Something often lost: life is process not product
Gotta break some bones to have them set proper
Small money fight so you set a fire
Space was occupied so man dies there

If you live long enough
you’ll do something wrong enough
that you feel shame enough
to say enough’s enough.

Push yourself down the stairs
Steal tens of thousands from your band
God he’s indifferent and nobody cares

Here’s your life advice
Track Name: Weed Pin
First time in dress shoes, and you slip
New guy puts his thumb in the petri dish

Son you did some sloppy science
Now the samples can’t be trusted
You’ve set this lab back years
You’ve halted the march of progress

Hard to choose a career when you’re bad at everything

Pay shit rates, get shit labor
I should’ve started a chemical fire

Kid you soiled the sample
A decade of collected data

Fuck you at $12.50 an hour
I should’ve started a chemical fire
I should’ve burned this place to the ground

First time in dress shoes and you slip
New guy puts his thumb in the petri dish
Stained lab coat with weed pin
New guy dragged off of the premises

Hard to choose a career when you’re bad at everything
Track Name: Unlicensed Hall Monitor
There’s a guy with a search history darker than a sea trench telling you how to live
Closet, crawlspace, and attic full of skeletons
A grown man who can’t handle his life for shit
A scummy fraud who wants to be your boss, can’t handle his shit

Seen’m before
There’s always one
He’s hard to miss
A born asshole
Keeping tabs on
Running tattle
On the people making things

There’s a guy in a group chat with klansmen telling you how to live.
Just a matter of time till he’s the one twisting in the wind

But man it makes me sick to sing this
Track Name: Foam Pit
Work on my presentation
shoes shirt and dictation
give my best effort to stand up straight for that
Emails politely phrased
everything about me begs
don’t pass me over please there’s rent I gotta pay

Those grimy eyes paw at you
Those greasy hands grab at you
They wanna wring what little you have left
You’re not welcome, they make it clear
They tell you, you’re only here to hold their ladder

Seeing a therapist but being open to risk
No way to safely convey the size of this shoulder chip
Running’ on bitterness briar hooks into hips
Get hot from anger and melted straight into my couch

At least there’s some self in self-destruction
Track Name: Conflict Minded
Leave your Sentra in the tow lane
Take off from your brother’s wedding
Pull the plug on mom days early
This is your window don’t you blow it

I went and I had a scary epiphany
I’m just a magnet for negativity
I was born with a gift a special ability
I catch most people only on their worst days
The jam up and the hassle
The indignation of some asshole

When we see each other it’s punches
Now maybe come across the counter
Find me outside your workplace
We’ll put on a show for your workmates
Track Name: Tillary
A silly thing it eats at me keeps me up I admit
an ugly need you don’t hide I can’t help but to see
Gets you hard makes you wet thrilled to talk and to vent
Let me know tell me twice and again and again

The brutal truth of the thing
is you need to control to feel free

Your own life it’s a pit luck is late to each event
Job is lame so are friends simple math less than shit
Appoint yourself take an oath rally troops affix a lens
Letter sent lecture held you’re center stage for a bit

The brutal truth of the thing is you need to control to feel free
No Gods No Masters you sing but you sure love playing police

Mr. Officer what are my charges?
Mr. Officer
I want to speak in my defense

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