This song was inspired by a comment thread from a francopoli post, in which francopoli, kleinbl00, goobster, rd95 and others commence debate.

I read the comments earlier today and when I recorded music tonight the lyrics that flew out of me were influenced by the thread. That and the memory of this horrific asshole that I had summer-school with. Racist fuck that would burn his dog with cigarettes. So awful. I imagine he's dead, in prison or living in appalacia somewhere:

I couldn't for the life of me get this to bounce without those audio snaps and pops.

rezzeJ, coffeesp00ns, flac, @anyone else that would like to add to this, feel free. If you are so inspired, I'll try and bounce it without the pops.

Thanks for the inspiration Hubski

BPM 128 (i think). Key of "E"

Counting the people that I am better than

They all mock me with their blue pens

Pull all of my cigarettes from the memories of them

All of the coal faced boys lie dead on the tracks

Keep their canvass suits as a backdrop for Pence

You had summer class with me

You used to burn your dog and you'd laugh as he'd bleed

Man I bet your dead now

Man I bet you're living in a red state

You had summer class with me

You used to throw rocks at the black kids and laugh as they'd bleed

Man you were mean

It's okay to admit I'm better than them

Those that would burn a man, I am better than them

Those that would skin their dog, I am better than them

It's okay to admit that we're better than them

You had summer class with me

You used to burn your dog and you'd laugh as he'd bleed

Man I bet you're dead now

Man I bet you're living in a red state


flac:

I feel like I may possibly know what your favorite key is, TNG


posted by thenewgreen: 147 days ago