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Ian Erix lyrics - For Conformity

Confessions Of A Killer

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somethings wrong when we can't drink the water in modern times we're still playing warrior some people starve while some people eat for four in this beautiful world all the voices in my head are getting clearer as I listen to confessions of a killer the morals lost on the corpate minded dealer in this beautiful world chorus the animals are loose and they're running the circus they cooked the golden goose and they did it on purpose now i'm leaving you behind drop dead beautiful world rivers rise cause the globes getting warmer flying bombs are a threat to brick and mortar for some it's hell and for some it is uforia in this beautiful world all the voices in my head are getting clearer as i listen to confessions of a killer the morals lost on the corpate minded dealer in this beautiful world chorus the animals are loose and they're running the circus they cooked the golden goose and they did it on purpose now i'm leaving you behind drop dead beautiful world all the voices in my head are getting clearer as i listen to confessions of a killer

Self Portrait

Paul Ellis "Carnival of Voices"
I tried to frame my own self portrait into a three-minute one-act play But I'm a carnival of voices it's hard to pin me down that way without my subconscious saying I'm not in love with you, but I'd be willing to make a change. It's these profound fits of sunshine that bring on subsequently rain. If I could make a suggestion - I say, 'Oh, this should be nice' The middle ground is partly sunny, Now take my good advice, nobody's out here throwing rice yet But me and the voices inside of your head all agree... and I say, 'Since we're all here talking - You think I'm afraid of you? Well, I'm afraid I think you're right... I've never been good at crowd control Your voices keep me up all night' 'Now, I'm no psychiatrist though I'm known for Freudian slips I'd like to thank my Id and Ego for the roller coaster trip and if my memory will permit me I'd like to remember to keep you voices out of my head...'

Clean-Cut Kid

BOB DYLAN "Empire Burlesque"
Everybody's asking why he couldn't adjust Adjust to what, a dream that bust They took a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him That's what they did. They said what's up is down, they said what isn't is They put ideas in his head that he thought were his. They took a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him That's what they did. He was on the baseball team, he was in the marching band When he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand. He was a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him That's what they did. They said, 'Listen boy, you're just a pup' They sent him to a napalm health spa to shape up. They gave him dope to smoke, drinks and pills A jeep to drive, blood to spill. They said 'Congratulation, you got what it takes' They sent him back into the race without any brakes. They took a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him That's what they did. He bought the American dream but it put him in doubt Only game he could play was Russian roulette. He drank Coca-Cola, he was eating Wonder Bread He ate Burger Kings, he was well fed. He went to Hollywood to see Peter O'Toole He stole a Rolls Royce and drove in a swimming pool. They took a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him That's what they did. He could've sold insurance, owned a restaurant or bar He could've been an accountant or a tennis star. He was wearing boxing gloves, took a dive one day Off the Golden Gate Bridge into China Bay. His mama walks the floor, his daddy weeps and moans They gotta sleep together in a home they don't own. They took a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him That's what they did. Everybody's asking why he didn't adjust All he ever wanted was somebody to trust. They took his head and turned it inside out He never did know what it was all about. He had a steady job, he joined the choir He never did plan to walk the high wire. They took a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him That's what they did.

January Jones

HOODIE ALLEN "Pep Rally"
Unh Pardon my small talk Darlin' I'm all talk They wanna fence me in, never a ballpark We tear the walls off the Waldorf Astoria I told my dudes to get to steppin' like Gloria I made my case, she a slept-on jury And when I go from deep I be like Stephen Curry The lines'll hit you sharp, it got the teflon worried So I told her that I cruise homes, yep like Suri So I woke real early, grab a bagel and a glass of joe The he-man, woman hater, I'm a Ras-a-cal And Alfalfa, my hair stickin, it lost control Cause I'm a rapper, but she more into the classical Uh, no need to apologize I'm 21, but I been dreamin bout the college life So when she looks into her father's eyes, shouts to Eric Clapton I'll be the director, cause I'm all about the action [Chris Wallace] You're so damn beautiful, my January Jones Oh you drive me mad And I come right back From your head down to your toes I want you all alone Oh you drive me mad And I come right back You say I'm spellbound I hardly spell out The four letters that make every girl just melt down We on the shelf now, no Sam Goody And when you mention other dudes, they no damn Hoodie Unh, cause we go truly hard Stiles like Julia And I been gifted since a youth like I'm at Julliard When we were younger, you were cooler, you and your friends used to rule the yard A moment flicked by I wish I was McFly Marty with the sick ride I'm able to switch time No second guessin decisions on why I pick sides So ex-nay, only talkin bout my insides Always up to somethin, so we annually home This song is dedicated to my January Jones And it's a Space Jam, they say that I'm Michael Lovin' under twenty's a cycle So here we go [Chris Wallace] You're so damn beautiful, my January Jones Oh you drive me mad And I come right back From your head down to your toes I want you all alone Oh you drive me mad And I come right back I throw my hand out, I'm tryna help her up She lookin back at me, I think you helped enough Ain't havin none of it, you gonna sit and say No love for triple A Okay, she's gone away [Chris Wallace] You're so damn beautiful, my January Jones Oh you drive me mad And I come right back From your head down to your toes I want you all alone Oh you drive me mad And I come right back

Inner Voice

ADAM SANDLER "Stan And Judy's Kid"
I'm happily married with a house and three mistresses Even with the beard I'm not as hairy as my sister is Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some Lexuses And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses I got a ten story mansion on the beach With a swimmin' pool filled up with the drool of Robin Leach Richer than a Twinkie, I got so much cash That to me Paris Hilton is poor white trash I take forty-seven weeks of vacation a year If people piss me off I can make 'em disappear Every time I sneeze I get a feature on the news The reporter says "gesundheit" and hilarity ensues And how did I get to be the man that I am? A god among men, only without the tan It's simple, every time I have to make a choice I just listen to my little inner voice, and he says "Shave all the hair off your butt and glue it to your nostrils" OK "Steal all the milk from all the supermarkets and put it back in the cows" Alright "Find out which species of rodent is the most flammable" OK "Let's see what fun crafts we can make using only a chainsaw and Regis Philbin" Yeah! So how do I explain my little cranial expressions Intuition, premonition, or demonic possession? It could be God, an angel, or my dead uncle Paul Or that nasty purple fuzzy thing that lives in my wall Doesn't matter, and to be honest I don't wanna know 'Cause thanks to him I've never had to deal with an HMO And I can go show off my rocket powered solid gold Benz I tell ya life is no much nicer with invisible friends "Record an all-banjo Falco tribute album" Done, and done. "Put on a tutu, glue two live wiener dogs to your face, and prance around the subway terminal screaming 'Stop looking at me!'" OK "There's no reason not to have sex with a cheese grater." Hmm, no, I suppose not. "Set up a stand outside of K-Mart with a plate full of frozen peas and a sign reading 'Take one!' If anyone asks you what the hell your doing, give them a button that says 'I asked about the peas!'" He's become my best friend, sticks with me to the end Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour Though it does get kinda creepy when I'm trying to take a shower Still I can't complain 'cause he made me rich And figured out it was the opossum milk that made me itch If it seems weird remember the voice made me do it I don't question what he says I just get up and get to it "Itemize everything in your cat's litter box for the next seven years and mail a report to the President with a note saying 'Here!'" Good idea "It's time to find out what urinal cakes taste like" If you say so "Get a black and white horizontally striped suit, a mask, and a bowling ball with a small length of rope hanging from it, and tiptoe around the airport." Sounds like fun "How old does a baby need to be before it's too big to fit down the toilet?" I don't know. Let's find out. "Keep swallowing magnets until your farts can erase video tapes." Will do So to that guy in my head I just wanna say thanks For removin' my angst, so I'm no longer shootin' blanks And now I own several banks, plus an inflatable watch And paid Justin Timberlake to let me kick him in the crotch I followed his advice and now I'm makin' major duckets If it wasn't for him I'd still be processing McNuggets So when life makes you feel like you should've stayed in bed Just listen to the voice in your head, and he'll say "Fat people are full of toys. Go get some!" Yeah! "Build a 20 foot tall nude statue of Tony Goldmark licking warm margarine off a malnourished dolphin out of onions, pez, and lint." With pleasure! "If Yanni didn't want to be set on fire and shoved down a flight of stairs, surely he would have said so explicitly by now." Yeah, I guess so. "Go to a McDonald's Playland, tie that big Officier Big Mac thing to the back of your car, and drive away at 90 mph. When a cop pulls you over, roll down the window and indignantly ask 'WHAT?'" You got it! "Move to New Jersey and become a comedy rap artist." Oh... do I have to?

Lunatic

ANDY GRAMMER "Andy Grammer"
I've got five bucks sitting at a coffee shop I just wrote a lyric that made me stop Think about the world and what I got It's a beautiful, beautiful day I've got dreams for food and hope for drink A new chance coming every time I blink Sunset dripping off the thoughts I think It's a beautiful, beautiful day And maybe I should care more about safety But I can't ignore or betray these voices singing [Chorus:] You can do this, you can do this You are not a lunatic Crazy would be changing your mind You can do this, you can do this You are not a lunatic Crazy would be leaving it behind I've got five bucks waiting on a matinee I love to see films in the middle of the day Same movie seen a different way I don't think that makes me crazy And I start work on the opposite side, of the clock Tic tock clubs open at nine I like to rock till the early daylight Write music till five, this is my life Maybe I should care more about safety But I can't ignore or betray these voices singing [Chorus] I will wiggle in a straight jacket forever This is not some slight disease we can try and cure This is one thing in my life that I know for sure There is no turning back now And maybe I should care more about safety But I can't ignore or betray these voices singing [Chorus]

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