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Fuck The Zoo (EP)

by Midwest Depressed

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1.
This afternoon at the Henry Doorly Just you and me, uh-huh We'll light some firecrackers off Then piss on the sidewalks Yes we will, for the thrill Split a strip while we're buying our tickets Start tripping at the tiger exhibit Try not to croak, ribbit, or fidget But in the end, we just gawk and walk on by And I could spend the whole day this way Shit I might spend my whole fuckin' life this way Faded and unafraid Fuck the zoo And fuck you too We're talking about the band Fuck the zoo This place would be a prison If it weren't for me and you Subliminal criminal Are all these animals The damage is maximum But still, you try to minimize If they got out they would Cut you down to size Passin' out by the souvenir stand Somebody stole all my shit and ran We're liable to blame it all on the man For selling us bootlegged wristbands Out the back of his van He probably drowns children in quick-sand Singing, fuck the zoo And fuck you too Especially Bono Fuck the zoo This place would be a prison If it weren't for me and you You know this town Cares more about This zoo than its people And this town Cares more about This fucking zoo Than its people So, we've got 1000 fucks to give And 100 million animals to liberate While the security guard sadly masturbates And this problem exacerbates Cause guess who just stole his keys And now, we'll let out the monkeys
2.
I'm not trying to pull you under I only want to make you feel the thunder Cause I'm the rain I am the downpour, hurricane The tornado, you love to watch me go Go on and say it because Last nite, you saw my wounds You saw that I am the monsoon You saw the calendar It said, too soon I am magic You are dumb fucking luck Angel dust To hell, you drove the bus Oh how I have missed you But I don't need you now Last nite, I saw your silver spoon I saw that you are the monsoon I saw the calendar It said, too soon, hey hey It's not the season for me and you You are a hailstorm I am the landslide Land fucking slide
3.
Went to rent a movie At the family video store But business wasn't booming It was never like before When I saw (I saw) My eighth-grade teacher browsing The adult section (Oh shit) Legend says he died in bed (He died?) Twelve-hour erection And now these kids are bothering me And I'm too hungover, I got no sympathy I just need someone to talk to me Let's just get out Pull the fire alarm I can hear you now The clerk's too high I can't get no service The DVDs are scratched On every surface I stumbled on a secret section And started to panic I found your missing Horcrux in a VHS Titanic And Adam Sandler banter is The bane of my existence I think back to nights with Bob Ross Happy trees just seemed endless And now this poltergeist is patronizing me I call the new Ghostbusters, fuck Bill Murray I just need someone to cross the streams Let's just get out Pull the fire alarm I can hear you now The clerk's still high I can't get no service The DVDs are scratched On every surface
4.
You're so cool Like the wind and the rain On an Arizona day I'm a fool with a fluffy head And a heart that bleeds dark red For you You give me something to believe in And it's true, and it's never leaving It happened fast, put you first, put me last Couldn't get past that part But now I know, easy come, easy go Work smart, make art, follow my heart To you You give me something to believe in And it's true, and it's never leaving As people begin to remember you as The person you never were It's important to see that they're just dizzy From spinning on their flat Earth It goes up like elation It falls down like instant karma I think it's called You give me something to believe in And it's true, and it's never fleeting It goes up like elation It falls down like instant karma I think it's called Love
5.
Don't wanna go To the Cursive show Commiserating hipsters That everybody knows Don't wanna go, I don't wanna go I dig Art Is Hard Don't wanna follow you to his car Wait for it not to start Then have to hear him sing And play acoustic guitar Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh Hell no, ahh, ahhh, ahhh It's in Omaha And you're going with an Old friend that liked you Guess I'm an old friend That liked you too Oh but it's not like that I was just bored by the band Takes me back to when I was sober with tiny black ex's on my hands Damn That's why Don't wanna dance At Mystic Valley Band The singer gets too drunk And everyone just stands around Don't wanna dance, I don't wanna dance He's gesturing with beer That shit spilleth everywhere I mean, I like their first two rec's But I don't wanna hear songs about Friends having air mattress sex Sex, sex, sex Alright, alright, alright I'm fuckin' serious

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released August 26, 2022

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Voted “One of the Bands With Midwest In The Name” for 8 years in a row

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