| Tales from the Laundry Room |
Dirty Laundry
Lyrics by Brandon Hound
What is that sound? It sounds like shit. Heard it coming from the laundry pit. Found three guys
buried in it. Their names are Ryan, Chase and Brandon.
They'll fuck your Mom, it's Dirty Laundry
Piss their pants, it's Dirty Laundry
Guzzle Beers, it's Dirty Laundry
Let's go home, it's Dirty Laundry
Went to see them at The Mason Jar. Their drummer nearly backed into my car. It got tough in the
five man pit. Boy they really sounded like shit.
They'll fuck your Mom, it's Dirty Laundry
Piss their pants, it's Dirty Laundry
Guzzle Beers, it's Dirty Laundry
Let's go home, it's Dirty Laundry
Rather beat my meat than go see those geeks. I'd stick my head in a toilet bowl so I won't have to
go. Plug your ears!
buried in it. Their names are Ryan, Chase and Brandon.
They'll fuck your Mom, it's Dirty Laundry
Piss their pants, it's Dirty Laundry
Guzzle Beers, it's Dirty Laundry
Let's go home, it's Dirty Laundry
Went to see them at The Mason Jar. Their drummer nearly backed into my car. It got tough in the
five man pit. Boy they really sounded like shit.
They'll fuck your Mom, it's Dirty Laundry
Piss their pants, it's Dirty Laundry
Guzzle Beers, it's Dirty Laundry
Let's go home, it's Dirty Laundry
Rather beat my meat than go see those geeks. I'd stick my head in a toilet bowl so I won't have to
go. Plug your ears!
Stranded
Lyrics by Brandon Hound
I'm stranded tonight. Called around alright. Lets go home without a fight. Nothing to do tonight.
I roam with no light. Get my kicks at night. Got my home West Side. Need my crews tonight.
Stranded. Don't want to stay at home and watch TV. Rather go outside and fucking party. Don't
want the TV to rot my brain. Rotting my brain until I'm insane.
I slept too late. It's my mistake. Myself that I will hate. All my friends wouldn't wait. Lets not
debate. What do you all have to say? Can someone relate with my mistake?
Stranded. Don't want to stay at home and watch TV. Rather go outside and fucking party. Don't
want the TV to rot my brain. Rotting my brain until I'm insane.
I could be drinking, but I was dreaming. I'd rather be drinking then at home thinking. All my fun is
sinking, TV lights are blinking. Am I still dreaming? I've have to wait and see.
I'm stranded tonight. Called around alright. Lets go home without a fight. Nothing to do tonight.
I roam with no light. Get my kicks at night. Got my home West Side. Need my crews tonight.
I'm Stranded.
I roam with no light. Get my kicks at night. Got my home West Side. Need my crews tonight.
Stranded. Don't want to stay at home and watch TV. Rather go outside and fucking party. Don't
want the TV to rot my brain. Rotting my brain until I'm insane.
I slept too late. It's my mistake. Myself that I will hate. All my friends wouldn't wait. Lets not
debate. What do you all have to say? Can someone relate with my mistake?
Stranded. Don't want to stay at home and watch TV. Rather go outside and fucking party. Don't
want the TV to rot my brain. Rotting my brain until I'm insane.
I could be drinking, but I was dreaming. I'd rather be drinking then at home thinking. All my fun is
sinking, TV lights are blinking. Am I still dreaming? I've have to wait and see.
I'm stranded tonight. Called around alright. Lets go home without a fight. Nothing to do tonight.
I roam with no light. Get my kicks at night. Got my home West Side. Need my crews tonight.
I'm Stranded.
Tales from the Laundry Room
Lyrics by Brandon Hound
Here's a short story about a man named Harry. He didn't realize that he could have lost his life.
He did a bad thing. A very, very bad thing. He should have thought first before he jumped the
gun.
What's the matter with you Harry, to make you do something like this? What the hell could have
gone wrong? Did your Mom put orange juice in your cereal? Feed you Tofo instead of veal?
Wash your clothes in a toilet bowl? Ohhhhhh.
It happened one Sunday in the month of June. His hopes weren't up, not even in bloom. He had
a bad feeling and a gross thought. He thought what the hell, it's something he could do.....
He took a dump in the laundry basket!
Clouds came roaring under the sun. Hell broke loose he thought "what have I done". So he ran
like a wimp. He couldn't stand the fact that he was a gimp. It was the most dumb thing that he
had ever done. Even worse than stealing bubble gum. He got a feeling, not a normal feeling. It
was a feeling like oatmeal in your shoes.
So the Feds came and said "What a shame". You should be religious, not ambitious. Then he
spoke up. Won't put up with their stuff. He said "What's this crap. I see through your trap."
So the Feds went far, far away and never came back to Harry another day. Harry wasn't a loser
any more, but boy were his parents pissed.
He did a bad thing. A very, very bad thing. He should have thought first before he jumped the
gun.
What's the matter with you Harry, to make you do something like this? What the hell could have
gone wrong? Did your Mom put orange juice in your cereal? Feed you Tofo instead of veal?
Wash your clothes in a toilet bowl? Ohhhhhh.
It happened one Sunday in the month of June. His hopes weren't up, not even in bloom. He had
a bad feeling and a gross thought. He thought what the hell, it's something he could do.....
He took a dump in the laundry basket!
Clouds came roaring under the sun. Hell broke loose he thought "what have I done". So he ran
like a wimp. He couldn't stand the fact that he was a gimp. It was the most dumb thing that he
had ever done. Even worse than stealing bubble gum. He got a feeling, not a normal feeling. It
was a feeling like oatmeal in your shoes.
So the Feds came and said "What a shame". You should be religious, not ambitious. Then he
spoke up. Won't put up with their stuff. He said "What's this crap. I see through your trap."
So the Feds went far, far away and never came back to Harry another day. Harry wasn't a loser
any more, but boy were his parents pissed.
Hollow Person
Lyrics by Brandon Hound
They follow you around. They drag you down. They want you to change. Want you to be the
same. They have no clue who they are.
Time has changed and they've all rearranged. A new person. A new reason. They only want a
new experience.
It's popularity. Mr. Sociality. It's uncertainty. Wanting the ability. They create humility, always so
willingly. Changing on and on. Never choosing a spot. Following another like it was their
brother. It's their personality. Longing for what they see.
Time has changed and they've all rearranged. A new person. A new reason. They only want to
be like you.
They can't be their own person. Changing every season. Just want to be popular. That can
make things better. They have no personality. If you're Hollow, you can't see.
same. They have no clue who they are.
Time has changed and they've all rearranged. A new person. A new reason. They only want a
new experience.
It's popularity. Mr. Sociality. It's uncertainty. Wanting the ability. They create humility, always so
willingly. Changing on and on. Never choosing a spot. Following another like it was their
brother. It's their personality. Longing for what they see.
Time has changed and they've all rearranged. A new person. A new reason. They only want to
be like you.
They can't be their own person. Changing every season. Just want to be popular. That can
make things better. They have no personality. If you're Hollow, you can't see.
School Parking Lot
I Like Blue Eyes
Lyrics by Chase Stain
I like blue eyes because they are blue. I like blue eyes because they are blue. I like blue eyes
because they are blue. I like blue eyes because they are blue.
I like blue eyes because they are blue, not green, not orange, not red. I like blue eyes because
they are blue, not green, not orange, not red. I like blue eyes because they are blue, not green, not
orange, not red.
I like blue eyes because they are blue. I like blue eyes because they are blue. I like blue eyes
because they are blue. I like blue eyes because they are blue. Ohhh so blue.
because they are blue. I like blue eyes because they are blue.
I like blue eyes because they are blue, not green, not orange, not red. I like blue eyes because
they are blue, not green, not orange, not red. I like blue eyes because they are blue, not green, not
orange, not red.
I like blue eyes because they are blue. I like blue eyes because they are blue. I like blue eyes
because they are blue. I like blue eyes because they are blue. Ohhh so blue.
Lyrics by Brandon Hound
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