I Live In Death Town (And Tell Bad Jokes All Day)

by Violet Mice

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i live in death town
and tell bad jokes all day
it's not a bad way
to earn a living hell

as if i had a choice
i do this to myself, i know i know
it's like you've always said
'go big or go home'

no wait, that's not it...

'i believe in you, baby.'

winter, quit fucking with me
you're blowing my scarf in my face
and making me wonder if i made a mistake

i wish it was the 1990s again
except this time i'd be a little bit older
maybe if i made a convincing enough homage
to those i love would i earn my place in culture

well maybe not, but here it comes again

i feel it poking through
a little bit of calamity inside
and in the face of a deceivingly mild winter
can i keep up a sense of good posture
and impress myself?

but i'm so full of doubt...

you've got to convince yourself, baby
that things like this are worth your time
when you know they are— and they are!
so stop wasting your time
trying not to trust your instincts,
they're right, too!
so why not throw in as many guitar solos as you want
in fact, how about throwing in one right now?

a friend of mine once said
about how she never chewed her nails
until she started here
i think i'm seventeen again,
i hate my job,
i'm seventeen again,
i hate my job,
whatever.

so then i quit my job
and tried to get unemployment
but 'cause i quit my job they wouldn't give me unemployment

it's hard to say what came next
every day was the same
day in-day out the same
handbag living wasn't for me

i bored myself to sleep

maybe my girl will leave me
can't stand the very sight of me
in 20/20 hindsight
(a spoiler, i admit)
but such a pitiless creature was me

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released 21 October 2011

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Another was me walking around a house (that was mine, but wasnt, you know how that goes), and I had shaved my beard, and was reading The Great American Novel by Philip Roth instead of the book Im reading now, in protest of something I didnt know.

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