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Interesting Times
02:51
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Beauty pageants
are inherently fascist
What woman needs more people
judging who we are?
It's a sick distraction
Our American experiment
crumbles underfoot
who knows what's next
Hell I heard the whole damn planet
might as well be wrecked
All I know is your hand is still
wrapped around mine
And my existential side says
"So what, we all die"
But I got that Chinese proverb
in the forefront of my mind
"May you be cursed to live in interesting times"
You say you like debating
all the people you agree with
You're not convincing anyone
you're just making them mad
We should be storytelling
empathizing and listening
Tell me all about your pain I wanna hear your voice
maybe we can shoot the shit
and cut through all the noise
All I know is your hand is still
wrapped around mine
And my existential side says
"So what, we all die"
But I got that Chinese proverb
in the forefront of my mind
"May you be cursed to live in interesting times"
Oh beautiful, for spacious skies
interesting times
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2. |
Younger
03:42
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When you were younger
you'd paint those mountains
Towering cliffs of snow where you could be lost
When you were younger
you'd make those movies
Out on the weekend with your best friends
anchors away
Now that you're older
you disavow all the things that you create
and I don't see you in quite the same way
When I was younger
I'd watch the wildfires
How they would surround my hometown
like a fence of light
And up on the hilltop
there is a house where
standing empty, evacuees have torn up the grass
And they are praying
lord please protect our precious real estate
but they don't see it in quite the same way
They're sayin
I don't wanna live in the house on the hill
They're sayin I don't wanna live in the house on the hill
Yea I know you wanna live in the house on the hill
but I'm older and I'm wiser and it's so hard to leave
Now that I'm older
I don't see the point in learning to self-destruct
Cause I'm movin on, looking in, moving up
Baby I don't wanna live in the house on the hill
Baby I don't wanna live in the house on the hill
Yea I know you wanna live in the house on the hill
But I'm older and I'm wiser and it's so hard to leave
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3. |
Contentment
03:36
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I once had it together
I had direction, I had a tether
Was driftin high, I was a feather
way up in the clouds, there was nothing better
In a day it can fall apart
Just like the day that he broke my heart
It's the day that your high heels start fillin with sand
and you say to hell with the five year plan
Do you miss the human faces?
Do you know just what you're saving?
Contentment, it don't last long
before you want more or lose it all
Resentment, you turn your back on the world
and it lasts as long as you damn well want
The black sheep they don't get fed
they don't get sheared but they don't get bre(a)d
You work to live but you can sleep when you're dead
Where there is silence and peace and rest
See, we live on a random sphere
where we make anger from sadness and hatred from fear
where we push our problems down the road
til they gain momentum and then they explode
Do you miss the human faces?
Do you know just what you're saving?
Do you miss the human faces?
Do you know just what you're saving for?
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4. |
Cactus
04:06
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They talk to me
on the bus
on the street
on the train
when i'm waiting on the bench
for my thoughts
to coagulate
And I wish I was more like the cactus
just look, don't touch
Don't follow me, don't bother me, don't holler at me
But I'm drowned out by the sound of two voices saying three
when I don't have the luxury of making a scene
And I'm drowned out by the sirens and the violence they bring
When I don't have the luxury of making a scene
They ask for me
to apologize
for tripping on their shoes
Have you tried not sticking them out in aisle?
I can only walk in
this small portion
They ask me where I'm from
or what my tattoo means
or where I am going
all dressed up like that
And I wish I was more like the raven
I could call out their shit
Don't complain to me, explain to me, tell me what I need
But I'm drowned out by the sound of two voices saying three
when I don't have the luxury of making a scene
And I'm drowned out by the sirens and the violence they bring
When I don't have the luxury of making a scene
And I
Trust no man
To tell me
How the world
really is
I trust no man
to tell me
How the world
really is
And I'm hearing all the men talk of male philosophies
And I listen as the men in suits legislate my body
And I just listen cause the men, they don't
They don't listen to me
Cause I don't have the luxury of
I don't have the luxury of
I don't have the luxury of making a scene
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5. |
Trickle Down Economics
04:27
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I hate trickle down economics
I hate trickle down economics
I should love trickle down economics
my paycheck drip drip down from the wallets
of the rich
of the rich rich rich
I hate trickle down economics
I hate trickle down economics
My life is trickle down economics
but I'm tired of living like a
servant to the ruling class
just a have-not working for the haves
So tell me, how can I help you today?
How can I make and keep you happy?
I hate trickle down economics
I hate trickle down economics
Ronald Reagan, Adam Smith
the invisible hand in my back pocket
I'll take a comic book movie and a luxury apartment
So tell me, how can I help you today?
How can I make and keep you happy?
So tell me how it is a threat
To your profits at 300%
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6. |
The Monday Side
03:35
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It's gonna be a Monday or a Tuesday
And I don't wanna wake up at 8am
I don't have to work til 3
Don't think these streets get so clean
another mattress on the sidewalk
It's a little game of tag
that I play every week with the street sweeping man
There's no room for my baby
So I guess he's staying away tonight
On the Monday side I'll be safe
But it's only a temporary escape
from my oppression
I'm safe now but I can't say the same about tomorrow
I've been driving round these streets for half an hour
the situation's bleak and I can't see the signs
nobody's leaving at
this time of night
My two bedroom has one parking spot
that I can't use
wish I lived in Hancock Park
Mile-long driveway, valet for all my friends
On the Monday side I'll be safe
But it's only a temporary escape
from my oppression
I'm safe now but I can't say the same about tomorrow
It's the little ways we put up with oppression
The little taxes on the working class
Can't afford that $80 ticket
But Sunday night just comes around so fast
On the Monday side I'll be safe
But it's only a temporary escape
from my oppression
I'm safe now but I can't say the same about tomorrow
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8. |
Communist Synthesizer
02:19
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Capitalismo none the wiser
all hail the Communist Synthesizer
1 0 0 0 1 percent
all hail the capital redistribution
Capitalismo none the wiser
all of your wealth is digitized
Power is money is just a number
add up the GDP
Divide by zero
I sympathize with the cause
this is better for everyone
Artificial but I can see
generations ruled by greed
so make it rain
make them poor
no more masters, no more lords
Capitalismo none the wiser
all hail the Communist Synthesizer
1 0 0 0 1 percent
Erase the oligarchs
Collapse the system
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9. |
Secondhand Sources
04:05
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I used to watch the world
But now I mostly hear about it
from secondhand sources
and I'm feeling kinda mad
I don't know why I ever pick up my phone
I don't know why I go on facebook at all
I used to watch the world
All the patterns and the pretty colors
But now I mostly listen
mostly hear about it from others
I used to watch the world
All the patterns and the pretty colors
But now I mostly listen
mostly read about it from others
I don't know why I ever talk to you
I don't know what I'm trying to convince you to do
I don't know why I ever talk to you
I don't know what you're trying to convince me to do
Maybe a sick attraction
Maybe a sick attraction
A sadistic attraction
A statistical attraction
I used to watch the world
But now I mostly hear about it
from secondhand sources
and I'm feeling kinda mad about it
I used to watch the world
all the patterns and the pretty colors
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10. |
Rising Tide Lullaby
03:04
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I've been thinking about the flood
How Vishnu became a fish who
swallowed us up
I can hear the ice shelves cracking
with every carbon exhalation
This is a rising tide
lullaby
All my fears come out in dreams
depleted forests, communist grocery
pretentious rockers and child prodigies
A winding highway
drunken driving
But I can hear the ice shelves cracking
with every carbon exhalation
The freeway slides into the sea
Your fingers slip away from me
This is a rising tide
lullaby
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I love my boyfriend
but i can't tell him yet
my job sucks
and my boss is a psychopath
I lie to myself I'm happy
but my body just rejects it
like a donor mismatch kidney
in business
where you're not allowed to feel
and greed pulls you under
like a riptide on your heels
you cannot win
you cannot give in
just put on some music
say yes
and force a grin
fuck me
now i'm too exhausted to come
and my hair falls out
like a goddamn chinchilla
Baby save me
won't you take me
won't you save yourself and hate me
Cause I'm stuck in a conundrum
like a homo sapien
Just cause i'm good at it
doesn't mean I like it
doesn't mean I'm good
Just tryna make a living here
it's taking up
all my time
on this earth
til i die
The state of music what it is
I wish we were socialists
I'm gonna put this off
til i run out
until i feed myself
on fear and doubt
Just cause i'm good at it
doesn't mean I like it
doesn't mean I'm good
Just tryna make a living here
Is this my Holden Caulfield moment
they're all phonies here
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12. |
Master of the Universe
04:26
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you
master of the universe
cis straight white male middle class
you explaining like you know it all
and i find it impossible to care
you
master of the universe
me
broken wings a little hurt
you taking what you say you need
but i can’t take you talking down to me
i suppose i lack the confidence
to survive
but i’ve beaten your kind
all my life
so what’s changing
you
complain about your tax rates
i think schools and roads are pretty great
we really shouldn’t kid ourselves
we’ve not worked a hard day in our lives
you
master of the universe
seasoned semi-professional
always talking do you ever stop
is this a podcast or a coffee shop?
i
take you with a grain of salt
just wish sometimes you’d admit your faults
unoriginal irrelevant
i may be lazy but you're incompetent
Be quiet
smile
(who wants to be
master of the universe?
you wanna be master of the universe
who wants to be
master of the universe?
he wants to be master of the universe
who wants to be
master of the universe?
she wants to be master of the universe
who wants to be
master of the universe?)
I wanna be master of the universe
you
master of the universe
me
beaten down in the dirt
you rising to the top
but honey
i’ll be holding the rope to your guillotine
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Jangus Kangus Los Angeles, California
Jangus Kangus (fka Sankaran) is Los Angeles-based songwriter-producer Jasmine Sankaran. With roots in britpop, punk, and surf rock, her music infuses experimental DIY ethos into melody driven pop tunes. See also: uiux.bandcamp.com
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