Thank You, Coconut

by Gelatinus Cube

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released September 30, 2012

All tracks engineered and mixed by Mike Hayes at Casa de Hayes International Studios (hayes.439@buckeyemail.osu.edu)

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Track Name: Shotgun Thanksgiving
Hey! Get that gun outta my face!
You shouldn't own one in the first place
Come on now brother act your age!

Hey! You let the booze get to your head
You got enraged at jokes I said
Don't pull that trigger or I'm dead.

Hey! I came here lookin' for good times
and then you go and blow my mind in a literal way!
Their frightened faces spun around
motionless mouths making no sound
s'cuse me while I catch I the next train out of town!
No holiday should be so strange
nothing you say will ever change my mind or fix last night
I'm lucky to survived theres no forgiving shotgun thanksgiving.
Track Name: Space Country
Your nose is up in the sky.
Did you forget that the folks down here are alive?
Becuase it don't smell so fresh down here.
The reason is incredibly clear
Excuse me sir!
Please clean up your mess!

The excuses spin around in your head.
You speak around in circles no one knows what you said
So don't point that finger at me!
You push us towards the edge and you'll see what happens.
Excuse me sir!
Please clean up your mess!
Track Name: Wet Sock National Park
Start the day think of failure and the shame that it brings
Blame the scars on your brothers: words that won't change a thing
Cause that roads ever winding, and its hard to change lanes,
but the traffic cop tells you to buy seasonal change.
But its just leaves on branches that will come back next year.
and if you can't control them, we've got pills for your fears.

And they've got us believing the spoils trickle down,
but whose doing the work and whose messin' around.
Pound for pound: pain is the only constant we've found.

Do ya really believe that the road would be paved?
Do ya really believe that the bill would be paid?
Do ya really believe a single word that they say?

And the people round here are so easy to please,
but the air all arounds getting harder to breathe.
Shame on me, cause I really thought that we'd finally be free.

Do ya really believe that the road would be paved?
Do ya really believe that the bill would be paid?
Do ya really believe a single word that they say?