I read a lot of junk on the internet. Most of it revolves around this idea that we should all drop our mundane existence and go live a wonderful fantastic life full of joy and excitement. Well sorry but I'm quite glad some guy has a crappy factory job putting together Fender guitars because otherwise I couldn't enjoy playing music. It's about finding space in your life for the things you love, not just throwing everything away in search of a "perfect" life
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Bus driver bus driving bus driver man,
take me down town go as fast as you can,
see I'm living the dream yeah I'm breaking the mold,
and I'll never have been trodden down when I'm old.
So bus driving captain yeah bus driving saint,
your dreams of bus driving are paying your way
I'm so happy that you think your gig is so grand,
'cause it gets me to mine I'm glad you understand.
Because dreams of being nurses and farmers bin men,
dreams of fast food take-away Indians,
Those of you following dreams to pay rent,
remember please guys, you're the real one percent.
Oh restaurant over-lord bar tend high king,
you're keeping me nourished so I can still sing,
I'm on my way up and you'll help me get there,
with smiles on their faces lighting up your grey hair.
And musical instrument factory god,
you're sweeping those floors shows that you're right on top,
you wont find a credit upon my CD,
but that's ok 'cause you already thanked me.
Mother dear deity mother on high,
please answer one question explain to me why,
you chose to be mother not billionaire queen,
'cause mothers stay unrewarded that I've seen.
Pitch-perfect math rock from Kaneohe, Hawaii charges forward on raw, ragged emotion. A treat for fans of Polvo and Pardoner. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2018