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Condition 11:11 by Defiance, Ohio

Okkervil River “Okkervil River Song”

Andrew Jackson Jihad - I Love You

I like telling dirty jokes, and I like smoking crystal meth, but darling I love you.
And I like laughing at retards, and I like throwing rocks at dogs, but darling I love you. 
I love you like the moon and stars, when little kids get hit by cars, girl you know its true. Darling, I love you. 
I’ve been tryin’ to move on, since you left, since you’ve been gone, but its so hard on me. 
Talked to a girl in first hour, bought her a cd, bought her a flower, but she’s a stupid cunt. 
But I’ll take anything, and I’ll take anyone. I’ll take an angry lesbian with a loaded gun. 
I’ll take a whore with syphilis and gonorrhea too. But darling, I love you.

Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains - Fuck Cops

And everything’s got me down

But sometimes the thumb just isn’t enough to get the fuck out of this town
Well he travels so he won’t find a way to destroy himself
And I guess I travel looking for the perfect method to do so
But there comes a day when there’s nothing left for you here,
Wherever here may be
And that’s the day that it’s time to go

So he walked to the on-ramp and it seemed like we were in it together
And just maybe if things went right, it could stay that way forever
But when it comes down to it, I’m still the only one sleeping alone
I guess I should have known better than to think I wasn’t on my own
But I’ll never make that same mistake again.

And I don’t know the answer, but I know that you don’t have it
I don’t know what I want but I know what I don’t, you bastard
I don’t know what’s right, I just know that you’re wrong
I don’t know where home is, but I know that I’m on there now

Now is no time to be sober.
Pass more King Cobra
Until I’ve fallen over

It’s Saturday afternoon, and malt liquor is in the mug
And if you had asked me then I would have slurred, “well maybe I’m a little bit drunk”
But it’s alright - the cops don’t come out ‘til nine
And I’ll get through this, I’ll vomit up the dope sickness
The alcohol poisoning will pass eventually and I’ll survive again, unfortunately

When I dream of the future I see an arm full of hole,
Empty pockets and a bleeding nose
Hacking up a lung filled with blood and tar
On a sidewalk, next to my spangin’ jar

When I dream of the future I see a house fallen in on itself
When I dream of the future I see shots of whiskey and failing health
When I dream of the future I see me smoking crack, watching ten-year-olds buy it
When I dream of the future I see a place with someone to wanna die with.

And I don’t know the answer, but I know that you don’t have it
I don’t know what I want but I know what I don’t, you bastard
I don’t know what’s right, I just know that you’re wrong
I don’t know where home is, but I know that I’m on there now

steveisoncrack:

Ghost Mice - Boy Meets Girl

I couldn’t decide between this song and the last one so I’m posting both. 

fanaticennui:

Mischief Brew

this is my 1,000th post

ieatpinecones:

“The Sick Bed of Cúchulainn” - The Pogues, from the album Rum Sodomy & The Lash (1985)

tatrtotz:

Hairpool - Defiance, Ohio

When I listen to music I usually just blast through music I’ve never heard before. When I hear a song that makes me stop and listen to it again, that’s a pretty good song. 

que bien le quedan los temas de the clash a against me!

nutopiancitizen:

Against Me covers Janie Jones by The Clash

brianorwhatever:

Defiance, Ohio - Eureka!