“Auf Wiederhoren” (Howdy, Guys. Welcome to KPPX. This is The Badass Joe Boyd speaking. Now, I've been hearing rumors all week about GR!M B!ZNESS being jumped. Some people even say he's dead. I don't believe 'em. If I did, I would have heard it on the local news, here in Antioch and we all wouldv'e had a moment of silence for the grim, Jamey Blaze. Anyways, with that rumor out of the way, let's make sure you guys all love yourselves before going out into the cold and freezing your, well, you know what it is.. Make sure you wipe your ass while you're at it. This is The Badass Joe Boyd saying, Peace, Bitches.) I’ve been here way too, three, four long Baby, Baby You’ve sailed in the blood of my heart Baby, Baby Let’s try and not break down This time’s not easy sailing Just make sure your boat floats Before you leave me dry And whisper your worst joke So I can laugh one last time Just make sure your boat floats Before you leave me dry And whisper your worst joke God... Can someone save me from these vipers? Vipers I’ve been so over used Yet, I’m still not over you This is a song Baby, Baby And now I learn to cope with my heart Baby, Baby Cause this is my way out These times are rough for a lady But when you put this burden on my shelf little lady I'll try and not break down this time Just make sure your boat floats Before you leave me dry And whisper your worst joke I’ve been floating under water, speaking freely Begging, “Free me!” You know that I wanna go It’s like a hand when it gets candy Tricked it’s sad because it’s hand cuffed to the bed I think you know that I’m a slave to this Bambi Once was happy, think we agree, this is not right anymore Goodbye Auf wiederhören

“Vanity Addiction, Baby Take It from Me, Something for Nothing” 1,2,3 Go! Only abomination on the radio So I broke off my antenna If God would only pick up on his telephone Then I might finally get a job You got your pretty little life And your pretty little cape with stripes And the talented die Can anybody explain? Why, why do you say that I’ll never go anywhere? Your music’s the same as mine Except the severed heads on a rod Your notes are heard only due to it’s what they see This vanity is addiction If only God was mayor or the president I think we all would get a shot You got your pretty little life And your pretty little cape with stripes And the talented die Can anybody explain? Your music’s the same as mine Except the face you’ve got that I have not {spiritual incantations} Oh, who cares…

“Blue Lipstick Token, Lost in the Ocean” Bee-dee-deh-dee-dee-dee You’re all-ree already gone Bee-dee-deh-dee-dee-dee I’m all-ree already gone I Hee-dee-deh-dee-dee Already hate this song Cause this love has been a joke When I think about it Yeah, I try to say the things on me But my life can wait I speak for me Me, being the thing that I don’t agree (Me, being the thing that) I don’t agree And then just life, again, was an ocean And then just life. again. was an ocean It took me five whole weeks to remember I still really got that white bottle lay on my dresser It’s been five whole years since we met first, here And god, why is this on my mind? And god, why is this on my mind? It took me five whole weeks to remember I still really got that white bottle lay on my dresser It’s been six whole years since we met first, here I wish it all sometimes That I could just say 'hi' again Trying not to cry as I write this line My pen is taking way to long just to ink this And I’ll be traveling for awhile With peas and a torch kit Long sleeves and a sore lip Cause your love has been a joke When I think about it

“Go Fish With a Grapevine” People are always asking me, like, “How are you doing?” Wait, no answer You can save all of your questions after Just wait, no answer You can save all of your questions after “Please stay clean for tonight And we’ll bake breakfast time There’s no sleeping tonight It’s viccy-day and maybe night” Maybe I’m still not really sure what I wanna do Wait, no answer You can save all of your questions after Just wait, no answer You can save all of your questions after Notice, I don’t wanna know this Tell a Christian, ‘go fish’ Get another hobby Cause I know you do just do the things that I know you to do So you heard it through the grapevine? Are you out of your mind? Wanna hang inside mine? Welcome to Tyc00n And say hi to Mary, Stephy, Brion, Tyler, Larry, Barry Then you call em a joke Feelin like a hypocrite? God and I know Wash it with soap I don’t like talking about Another despair over spoke And maybe babies will all climb in the mote Big limo Make me feel better cause I like the company more You know, there’s way too many voices talking to me at once I just… I gotta go Wait, no answer You can save all of your questions after Just wait, no answer You can save all of your questions after

“Chalk Ghosts” Cause I’ve seen better years In this dormitory of discretion, oh Tell it to me or tell it to my face And I’ll say goodbye It gets so lonely Here at night When things aren’t right It gets so lonely Here at night When things aren’t right I’ve been here one thousand years Just waiting, waiting separately These corpses all hold cigarettes Rywanda’s here I hope you find me where I stay Cause I’ve seen better years In this dormitory of discretion, oh Tell it to me or tell it to my face And I’ll say goodbye (Goodbye) (Rap song playing on radio: I’ll kill you and ride away In the drive thru and drive away) You’d probably make me sick, but i stopped caring about you about an hour ago so.. I wouldn’t know

“The Rise and Fall of Hipstars” Yeah, Baby Yeah, Yeah I’m ready to meet my love at Golden Gate I’m rushing to make sure, oh, I won’t be late I’m still trying to chase my dreams ’til I awake But who am I now, head in the clouds and body in storage? I just jumped in through the window (Wow) But all I see is hipsters (Woh) They said, “Never speak a word of this” I won’t I promise ;) They said, “The world will never change. It’ll just switch skirts and change it’s name” That was their message to me Intellectuals, you’re all intellectuals aren’t ya? I can’t live without ya God knows I will never change I’m pleased to meet ya But I don’t sleep around Pleased to meet you But I don’t sleep around

“God Texted Me Nudes and I Had Her Immediately Friend-Zoned” I’m workin it baby (Oh yeah) Everyday I walk home In the midst of a blackhole With a cherry tree on top (top, top, top) On the top stove Because she didn’t know that I know But then she texted me, ‘yolo’ (yolo) I’m workin it baby Bend it like a rubber hose (Bend it like a, Bend it like a, Bend it like a) Why are things just so fucked up? It’s like when we are both in high school Then we go to college And then we break off I’ll probably never see you again Then we break up I don’t give a fuck (fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck) Bend it like a rubber hose I won’t lie I can tell This city will burn in hell

“Darth” I’m all alone and I’m wondering If, ‘nothing to lose’ is still something He told me (that I’d) Be a cheerleader He lead me to the nearest assistant Babies train their lakes for all the tables of old (Tables of old) God made us with a little answer inside our bones Don’t tell me anything that I wouldn’t know The ignorance is something I wanna hold Believe me baby Beh-beh believe me baby Don’t tell me anything that I wouldn’t know Believe me baby Beh-beh believe me baby The ignorance is something I wanna hold I’m all alone and I’m wondering If, ‘nothing to lose’ is still something He told me (that I’d) Be a cheerleader He lead me to the source He has no other choice (Fuck you) Why, why, why, why won’t you answer me? (Answer me) Why, why, why, why won’t you answer me? Fuck You

“I’m not romancing drugs, but…” She gotta lower back tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt She gotta lower back tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt I’ll find my way across the mountain of graves Kill me once, shame on me ..I know I love it when u call me baby In the ring, I subside into a comet I might drive this car into the bottom of the ocean And trick her into loving me again Cause I’ll go this far And trick her into loving me again Cause i’ll go this far And trick her into loving me again She gotta lower back tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt She gotta lower back tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt-tatt, tatt To find your only happiness in whiteness The devil is a powder that you don’t sniff And never tell a beggar that he’s not missed The dead have ways of saying that they’ve got this Lock on exit I can see it Never forget the agent of the deceiver This tonic, the separatists say Will void all the guilt And make it okay Validate Switching isn’t life, (it’s) moronic Religion to each own, his product

“Barber. and the Business Is Dead” I’ve got my heart on the open market You pick and prod, shoot it like a target You’ll never see me acting like a product I’ll scream of love until they chain the world up (Yeah) The economy’s a part of me The economy’s a part of me On the drive home I saw your house and I wondered where the world was Where the fun began And now is all gone Sometimes i pray to god To bring lives back together right now (right now) To bring lives back together right now (right now) The economy’s a part of me And when in doubt, we burn the recipe for artistry The economy’s a part of me The economy’s a part of me And when in doubt, we burn the recipe for artistry Day and night I’ll find my strength in iron I’ll build this up from rubble Forge this mercury sword Forge the man who makes it more Makes it more Makes it more Makes it more More

“Feed Me to the Predicate” Nobody truly knows who they’re looking at when they look in the mirror The meaning of life is finding the right river to wash your mirror in So as to see yourself clearer Finding out who you really are and where in life you truly belong I choose my life like a pre drawn tattoo on the wall Parents determine my religion I do what friends do, in confidence My future, they decide I need all the same hair and clothing or I would die My life has been full of stuffing Lead by packers of nothing Stores were made for my money In this world I am one thing An adult in a onesie Go to college for funsie Friends and family are loving I am normal, and that’s saying something The consumer is asked for credit or debit in this bitch (Bitch) I’m still finding a meaning to my life Get that maney Get that money Get that paper My grandma’s an ox, so I can celebrate the rapist You are the average American socialite (Yeah, yeah) Socialite Money is the root of all your motivation Motive is the root to get your paid vacation

“Box of Red Lemons” I watch the streetlight Green and red in my eyes I watch the streetlight Watching life drive by I drag this cigarette Through all these days on end It’s been my only friend (Only friend) Bored and alone by the corner store None but one left in this pack of blood red cardboard Again and again and again i walk Through this poor state of my mind ‘Til the night time I watch the street lights (Get the fuck outta here, man Just get the fuck out…) The bane of existence You’re more like me now I watch the streetlight Green and red in my eyes I watch the streetlight Watching life drive by