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Laced

by Jak Locke

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1.
Existing = Boring 03:19
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Existing is boring, yeah Existing is boring I spent the whole day in a chair over there Tryin to talk to nobody in particular I wish I had some change to spare I wish I’d find some change somewhere Existing is boring, even thinking’s becoming too hard to do Existing is boring, watch out it’s contagious it’ll happen to you Existing is boring, existing is so boring Existing is boring, oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah Come on oh yeah come on oh yeah come on come come on… Existing is boring, I’m laying down with my hair in my mouth Existing is boring Don’t matter if I lived in the north the east the west or the south Because existing is boring when you Ain’t got a job, ain’t got a girl, ain’t got no friends Ain’t got nothing to do, ain’t got no way to kill time no more Existing is boring Yeah, believe it If you don’t believe me ask your mirror Existing is boring Uh huh uh huh uh huh Existing is boring Oh yeah, you don’t believe me I don’t care, I know it’s true cuz Existing is boring You don’t believe me I know it’s true Take it from me
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Timekiller 01:31
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Now is the time to drain the pipes And color the lampposts purple and white Killer scenes and acid blue roadkill Psychopath lawn man junkin the pills Down the socket and into your brain Lock and load slugs into Abel and Cain Twist top wino with the drum machine blues Suckin on the devil, gettin down to the news Jazz mack daddy and a moldy old couch Terraforming biscuits, makin love to a slouch Slide bass guitar power junkyard singer Bury my body with the telephone ringer Air shock rocker killin time on a bench Calamitous, ridiculous, in bed with a wrench Grease monkey, pill junkie, slicin the soul Beef jerky motherfucker breakin their holes Rule fuckin, still truckin, wire the fire Telemetric artists gonna help me get higher Maybe this life could be a lot of fun Comin to a stop before it's even begun Take some time, maybe a year or ten Grind to a halt before we do it again Somebody's dream could be a big payday I could use another victory to throw away Maybe tomorrow I can think clear But it's a lot more fun to run in place right here Maybe tomorrow I can think clear But it's a lot more fun to run in place right here Maybe tomorrow I can think clear But it's a lot more fun to run in place right here
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Slob 02:48
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Excitement all around the way Excitement all my stupid days Excitement hangin from my back Excitement all along the sidewalk cracks Cigarettes are good for staving appetites And there's still a couple slices in the boxes on the floor Somewhere in my closet there's a paycheck I forgot to cash Look hard enough and I'm sure you'll find some more Top ramen Broke a gallon of water, spilled along the floor Got a stream slippin through the door Kicked the trashcan all the way to the other wall Knocked the ashtray down while I was tryin to take your call Tonight's the night the goth chick wanted to come and hang out But I totally forgot that's what we'd planned There's clothes and wrappers everywhere And Parks is playing Final Fantasy II But she seems cool so I'm sure she'll understand I don't ask people why they go through life complaining And I don't ask about the way their girlfriends run their days I'd appreciate if I could have just one hour One hour's all I want of no one knockin what I'm paid
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Dustpan Ballad #389 03:00
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Tick Tock 03:39
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Livin a kaleidoscope of broken bottles of alcohol Waiting for the time to pass, runnin up against another wall Feelin so good about a tired phase with the jaded faces laughing at me Manacles lined on the wall just waitin for a hint of levity Speed it up honey, c’mon don’t make me wait You’re just getting started, it’s already too late The city sings an apathy tune that I don’t even care to hear Loungin on the highway side with a canteen full of beer, uh Got the devil in the back of my head and your daddy’s lost his mind Who the hell’m I gonna lean on now that the death warrant’s been signed Live live live live live it up girl so I can Give give give give give you up girl, uh huh I’ll be truckin down the line with my bag around my neck You’ll be here and doin fine, livin life like a rubber check Shhh, shhh, shhh
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Stoned Alone (Masochista) 03:18
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My eyes are all bloodshot There’s a fog in my brain My eyes are all bloodshot And this room don’t look the same Baby I wish I could remember Things that you used to say to me Yeah, uh huh, yeah I just want to remember The things you used to say to me I got poison from your nails I got venom from your teeth, oh yeah You got all kinds of reminders That you love to leave Baby, I’d swallow a ball of barbed wire If you’d just call me one time Baby, I’d eat a box of nails If you’d make my phone ringer chime Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oh Baby I’d eat a pincushion full of needles Oh, if only you’d call my name Yeah I’d bang my skull in half with a hammer, just for you If you could make things the same Oh yeah yeah yeah come on uh huh uh huh yeah Baby, I’d drink a bottle of hydrochloric acid And I’d stick my head in a garbage pail I’d even put myself through a mulcher If you’d just call me one day
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Interrupt 00:53
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8.
I Say Yeah 03:55
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I got a hundred bucks, I’m gonna blow it on pizza I got a hundred bucks, I’m gonna blow it on beer I got a hundred bucks, I’m gonna blow it on people that don’t know me I got a hundred bucks, I’m gonna buy some groceries And I say yeah! I say yeah! I say yeah I’ve got stuff to do but I’m gonna procrastinate I got things to do, I’m gonna try and get a rebate I’ve got a lot of things to bring in one tiny dark blue bag I’m gonna bring five packs of smokes and take lots of drags I say yeah! I say yeah! I say yeah I’m gonna buy a sandwich I’m gonna buy a case of Miller High Life for ten bucks And I say yeah! I say yeah! I say yeah! I say yeah! I say yeah Do you wanna see me outside with everybody that you never met Oh and that you never know, oh and I’ll go I’ll go if you do And we’ll say yeah! I’ll say yeah! You’ll say yeah! We’ll say yeah How you spell Jason? J-A-S-O-N How you spell Jason? G-R-O-S-S Oh!! We usually don’t eat Twizzlers cuz Twizzlers are gross But okay I’ll take one And I’m totally unoriginal now, I didn’t write that part of this song I say yeah! I say yeah! I say yeah! I say yeah Ah yeah, I say yeah! I say yeah I say yeah! I say yeah
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Cracked Porch Lights 03:11
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The fire marshal’s screaming “get me off your back” Ain’t nobody watching, my lungs are turning black Encephalitic mooseheads on the wall Fire alarm ain’t working, blowin smoke in its face She left her clothes here, she’ll be back at my place Some time soon, maybe next fall I pulled down all the lights, replaced them all with lead I got so stoned I couldn’t feel my head It’s all right now, I got granola bars in my closet Ain’t got no friends, they don’t know my name If I asked them what it is, they’d ask me the same Ain’t no money to make no deposit Got on the line, hope to find you here So many problems, not enough beer And I got nothing better to do than stand up right here, play guitar and sing to you
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Telephone Game 02:52
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Take it on down in a jalopy with a leak Truckin mad plastered like a rockin broken record Bustin my chops through a busted old speaker Don’t cry on me when all your pants turn checkered Can we rock this lemon soda style? Take it down about five notches Come on, rock this, rock this like a mountain! Don’t take it down the street in a jalopy with a leak Truckin insane broken record of the burns Old speaker cryin like a maniac freak When all your pairs of pants take checkered turns Do we can this like a lemon soda? Take it down around five notches Come on, rock this, rock this like a mountain, uh huh Now you go below the street in a jalopy with the meat Truckin with a leak and the record shinin black A pair of wears they take returns of checkered psycho streets Old speaker shoutin like an exquisite maniac We be able to do this like a lemon soda It takes him below to five grooves Come in, stone this, stone this like a stone Stone this like a stone She’s the door to the place under the trail In a blender with a black disco broken to the choice When you are there, low doors of the sum you wail This old man to scream high speaker in my voice We are in a position to do as the lemon soda The door to the devil about five floors Light the boulder, this boulder like a mountain Yeah, oh oh oh yeah, oh, like a mountain Take it on down in a jalopy with a leak Truckin mad plastered like a rockin broken record Bustin my chops through a busted old speaker Don’t cry on me when all your pants turn checkered Can we rock this lemon soda style? Take it down about five notches Come on, rock this, rock this like a mountain! Like a mountain, like a mountain, like a mountain, oh yeah Oh yeah, uh huh, what's that?, yeah
11.
Ipecac 02:20
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She got marijuana eyes and a crackpipe laugh She got a touch in her fingers that’ll break you in half Sun-dried romance, she got mirrors on her pants She hopeless odds but makes you want to take a chance She don’t give a shit She don’t give a shit No, no, she don’t give a shit about you She pick you up from the ground like she more than a friend She pick you up from the floor just to push you down again Flowers are bloomin, all the candles are lit She’ll kiss you on the mouth before she kicks it Nah, she don’t give a shit She don’t give a shit No, no, she don’t give a shit about you There’s an echo through the static Vacant hallways of her eyes Getting crazy from a kiss-off Like it should come as a surprise Because she don’t give a shit She don’t give a shit No, no, she don’t give a shit about you Aw she don't give a shit She don't give a shit No, she don't give a shit about you Because she don't give a shit about you No, no, no, no, no, no She don't give a shit, no, no she don't And she never will
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Never Seen It Comin 02:48
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When you told me you hated my guts, I thought you were nuts I thought you were just palling around When you told me you wanted to go, I said there’s the door I didn’t know you were serious When you told me you had a knife and you wanted my life I thought you were just havin some fun When you told me that you had a gun and you pointed at one I thought you were delirious How was I supposed to know that you’re insane? How was I to know you’d blow out my brains? When you told me "Hey look right here" Took all my beer and broke the bottle on my skull When you told me "I’ll take your life with this here knife" And you cut me with the letter opener Well I thought it was a joke as I started to choke My blood rose up past my throat When you told me you wanted to see what I looked like inside I said let's take the ride, I thought you were just bein funny How was I to know you were a killer? When you told me you wanted to see what I looked like cold in a casket or a coffin I thought you were just bein sweet How was I to know? You wanted me dead, so I’m dead, are you happy? You wanted me dead, now I’m dead, are you happy? You wanted me dead, so I’m dead, are you happy? You wanted me dead, now I’m dead, are you happy? Now I’m dead so are you happy? Now I'm dead so are you happy? Now I'm dead so are you happy? Now I'm dead so are you happy? Now I'm dead so are you happy? Now I'm dead so are you happy? Now I’m dead, are you happy yet? I’m dead, are you happy?
13.
Thin Air 01:23
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Take it on down to Avenue A Suck I'm gonna take it down to Avenue A Avenue A Come on baby, let's take it outside
14.
Warsaw Honey 03:00
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recorded october 2002 in thibodaux
finished in marrero

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released October 16, 2002

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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana

Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.

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