Stay Home

by The Hypnic Jerks

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released January 27, 2013

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Track Name: They're Coming After Him
1. THEY'RE COMING AFTER HIM (HOLLAND).

HE'S SORRY HE DIDN'T HEAR A WORD YOU SAID,
HOPELESSNESS FOR SURVIVAL IS GETTING TO HIS HEAD.
BLACK-LISTED BY THE GOVT. HES WANTED BY THE FEDS.
OH NO OH NO, THEY'RE COMING AFTER HIM.

CAPTURED BY A UFO, THEY PICKED HIS BRAIN TO FIND OUT WHAT HE KNOWS.
RUSSIAN MAFIA INTEL, IT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE A SIMPLE MAN EXPLODE.

HE'S SORRY HE STOOD YOU UP ON YOUR FIRST DATE,
BUT HE'S GOT REAL EXCUSES FOR WHY HE'S RUNNING LATE.
HE'S INTERCEPTING SIGNALS FROM THE DEPTHS OF OUTER SPACE.
OH NO OH NO, THEY'RE COMING AFTER HIM.

PEOPLE THINK THAT HE'S NO FUN, NEVER SAID HE WAS A NORMAL GUY.
HE'S A LEVEL 7 SHAMAN ON THE RUN, ALL HE WANTS TO DO IS SEE THINGS I TO I.

TOLD ME TO TELL YOU
THEY'RE COMING AFTER HIM.
BUT HE STILL LOVES YOU,
THEY'RE COMING AFTER HIM.
Track Name: Punch You In The Face
2. PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE (HOLLAND).

YOU MAKE MY BLOOD BOIL MY HEAD IS SPINNING TOO.
YOUR STUPIDITY MAKES IT HARD TO THINK IT THROUGH.
A SAD EXCUSE FOR SOMETHING OF THE HUMAN RACE.

I WANNA PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE,
I WANT YOU GONE WITHOUT A TRACE,
YOUR JUST A RUNT A TOTAL WASTE,
AND I WANNA PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE.

I GOT MY SIGHTS SET ON NOBODY ELSE BUT YOU.
AND EVERYBODY ELSE JUST FADES OUT OF THE ROOM.
AND I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL I PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE.

I WANNA PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE,
I WANT YOU GONE WITHOUT A TRACE,
YOUR JUST A RUNT A TOTAL WASTE,
AND I WANNA PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE.
Track Name: Zombies
3.ZOMBIES (TRENKLER/HOLLAND).

IT WASN'T AS BAD AS IT LOOKS
AND IT WASN'T AS LAME AS IT FEELS.
YOU CAN EAT ME ALIVE, HOW COULD I SURVIVE THROUGHOUT THIS PAINFUL ORDEAL.
YOU CAN START WITH THE FINGERS AND TOES,
YOU CAN GNAW YOUR WAY THROUGH TO THE BONE.
BUT THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE SAYS IT ALL IN THIS PLACE I CAN TELL THAT TONIGHT WE'RE ALONE.

WOULD YOU BELIEVE IF ZOMBIES WALKED THE EARTH?

NOW THAT THERE'S NO ONE AROUND,
WE CAN MINDLESSLY SCOUR THE GROUNDS.
IN SEARCH OF A MEAL OR SOME BRAINS WE CAN STEAL BUT NOBODY'S MAKING A SOUND.
YOU CAN START WITH THE FINGERS AND TOES,
YOU CAN GNAW YOUR WAY THROUGH TO THE BONE.
BUT THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE SAYS IT ALL IN THIS PLACE I CAN TELL THAT TONIGHT WE'RE ALONE.

WOULD YOU BELIEVE IF ZOMBIES WALKED THE EARTH?
Track Name: Kuwait Under The Sun
4. KUWAIT UNDER THE SUN (HOLLAND/TRENKLER).

JUST GOT BACK FROM IRAQ, OH WHAT HAVE I BECOME?
BLOOD AND SAND IS ALL I SEE, CANT SLEEP WITHOUT A GUN.
A DRONE DISCARDED BY THE STATE. A ROBOT WHO CAN MASTURBATE.

ALL MY THOUGHTS HAVE BEEN REPLACED BY, I DON'T KNOW?
MY MIND HAS BEEN WIPED CLEAN, ERASED BY I DON'T KNOW?

JUST GOT BACK UNDER ATTACK, SHRAPNEL IN MY GUT.
I STILL HAVEN'T SLEPT IN DAYS, HIJINX IN THE MUD.
NOW I WAKE UP DRENCHED IN SWEAT, I DON'T WANNA BE A VET.

ALL MY THOUGHTS HAVE BEEN REPLACED BY, I DON'T KNOW?
MY MIND HAS BEEN WIPED CLEAN, ERASED BY I DON'T KNOW?

LOOKOUT!

KUWAIT UNDER THE SUN.
WHAT HAVE I BECOME?
Track Name: Carry Me
5. CARRY ME (HOLLAND).

THINKING 'BOUT MY LIFE IS REALLY BRINGING ME DOWN,
I'M NOT THAT GOOD AT MUCH EXCEPT FOR LAYING AROUND
(SO) I WHINE ABOUT IT JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE.
A PARASITE LAYING LOW ON THE FLOOR.
I'M JUST A PUNK WHO'S ALWAYS HITTING THE SNOOZE.
YOUR PARENTS MADE ME BROWNIES BUT IM STEALING YOUR FOOD
(SOME) PEOPLE THINK I SHOULD BE SEEING A SHRINK.
THEY'RE NOT AS BRAINDEAD AS I THINK.

WHY DON'T YOU CARRY ME
WHEN I'M TOO LAZY TO WALK.
TAKE MY IMPORTANT CALLS
CUZ I'M WAY TO DUMB TO TALK.

A SUCKER, A FUCKER ALL ROLLED UP INTO ONE.
WOULDN'T THINK I COULD GET DUMMER BUT I'VE ONLY BEGUN
(TO) IS IT YESTERDAY? I'M REALLY NOT SURE.
MY WHOLE LIFE IS JUST ONE BIG BLUR.
I THINK I'M ROTTEN ALL THE WAY TO THE CORE,
ARE YOU SOMEONE I HATE? OR SOMEONE I IGNORE?
(OH) I'M SICK OF THIS SO I'M GONNA GET DRUNK,
THE BALLAD OF A USELESS LUMP.

WHY DON'T YOU CARRY ME
WHEN I'M TOO LAZY TOO WALK.
TAKE MY IMPORTANT CALLS
CUZ I'M WAY TOO DUMB TO TALK.
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT ASKING ME TO DO,
ANYTHING THAT INVOLVES ANYTHING CONCERNING ME AND YOU.

WHY DON'T YOU CARRY ME
WHEN I'M TOO LAZY TO WALK.
TAKE MY IMPORTANT CALLS
CUZ I'M WAY TOO DUMB TO TALK.
SO TAKE MY PARTY HAT AND RIP IT RIGHT OFF.
I WOULD DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT
IF I WASN'T SO EXHAUSTED.
Track Name: Granolahead
6. GRANOLAHEAD (HOLLAND)

I MIGHT NEED AN ADJUSTMENT.
OR TWO, MAYBE THREE OR FOUR.
I MIGHT HAVE A FEW PROBLEMS.
THAT DON'T SEEM TO HAVE RESOLUTIONS.
WHAT CAN I DO TO NUMB THIS PAIN?
BRAIN FEELS MORE LIKE A BALL AND CHAIN.
AND TODAY IS JUST THE SAME.
IT MAKES ME GO INSANE.

I'M BUMMED BUMMED. BUMMED BUMMED. BUMMED BUMMED.

I WANNA BE A GRANOLAHEAD.
I WANNA TAKE TWO AND GET DRUNK.
JUST LAY IN BED.
I DON'T WANNA THINK ABOUT LOVE, OR PAYING RENT.
I WANNA BE A GRANOLAHEAD.

I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT BEING A HIPPY.
THOSE CHUMPS CAN GO TO HELL.
WANNA TURN MY GREY MATTER INTO SOGGY CEREAL.
WHAT CAN I DO TO NUMB THIS PAIN?
BRAIN FEELS MORE LIKE A BALL AND CHAIN.
AND TODAY IS JUST THE SAME.
IT MAKES ME FEEL THIS WAY.

I'M BUMMED BUMMED. BUMMED BUMMED. BUMMED BUMMED.

I WANNA BE A GRANOLAHEAD.
I WANNA TAKE TWO AND GET DRUNK.
JUST LAY IN BED.
I DON'T WANNA THINK ABOUT LOVE, OR PAYING RENT.
I WANNA BE A GRANOLAHEAD.
Track Name: Mongo Tit
7. MONGO TIT (HOLLAND/TRENKLER)

MONGO TIT IS ON THE LOOSE AGAIN.
MAD AT THE WORLD.
SHE AINT GOT A MAN.

HOW DOES SHE DEAL WITH IT?
SHE DON'T.

YOU BROKE HER HEART SO NOW SHE BREAKS YOUR FACE.
WONT HESITATE TO PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE.

WATCH HER HAVE A FIT.

HERE COMES MONGO TIT.
BETTER HIDE YOUR KIDS.
SHES AN ADDICT.
SO NUERATIC.
IF SHES AFTER YOU.
YOU KNOW WHAT DO DO.
SHES PSYCHOTIC.
SO NUEROTIC.
Track Name: Bite The Bullet
8. BITE THE BULLET (HOLLAND/CERVENKA)

CAN YOU SPOT THE GRIN JUST ABOVE MY CHIN?
DANGEROUSLY CLOSE TO MY NOSE.
I SMELL BULLSHIT.
AND I'M THE CULPRIT.
I FEED IT EVERY DAY AND WATCH IT AS IT GROWS.

I GUESS ILL NEVER KNOW.

I'M SICK OF SITTING THINKING BOUT MY SELF DEFEAT.
WHY CANT I LET GO LIKE SHE LET GO OF ME.
YOU'VE HAD IT EASY, SEEMINGLY EFFORTLESS.
IVE GOTTA BITE THE BULLET THAT'S BEEN LIVING IN MY CHEST.
Track Name: Jerk-Off Sock Hop
9. JERK OFF SOCK HOP (HYPNIC JERKS)

JERK OFF SOCK HOP.
DO THE JERK OFF SOCK HOP.
JERK OFF SOCK HOP.
OH NO.

GATHER 'ROUND KIDS HAVEN'T YOU HEARD?
WERE A SHITTY PUNK BAND, NOW SPREAD THE WORD.
SITTING DEPRESSED IN YOUR PARENTS BASEMENT?
HERE ME OUT, OK?
IF YOUR GIRLFRIEND DUMPS YOU.
HERE'S WHAT YOU GOTTA DO.
DO THE JERK OFF SOCK HOP.
'TIL YOU'RE BLUE IN THE FACE.
CUZ WHEN YOU GET OFF YOUR ASS.
YER GONNA FORGET THE PAST.
HAVE ANOTHER BEER AND FORGET ABOUT WHATSHERNAME.
DON'T MIX IT UP WITH THE BLITZKRIEG BOP, THE RIVERDALE STOMP, OR THE CRETIN HOP.
FIRST JERK LEFT, THEN JERK BACK RIGHT.
COME JERK WITH US TONIGHT.
Track Name: One Question
10. ONE QUESTION (NADAL/HOLLAND)

DO YOU WANNA BE FUCKED TONIGHT?

SEE YOU STANDING IN THE CORNER OF THE ROOM.
LOOKIN' SO FINE AND LONELY TOO.
SORRY HONEY I AINT ONE FOR INTRODUCTIONS,
ONLY GOT ONE QUESTION FOR YOU.

DO YOU WANNA BE FUCKED TONIGHT?

DON'T GOT NO PATIENCE DON'T GOT NO TIME.
DON'T GOTTA BE HERE WITH YOU TONIGHT.
MY DICK IS PLUMP MY BALLS ARE BLUE.
ONLY GOT ONE QUESTION FOR YOU.

DO YOU WANNA BE FUCKED TONIGHT?
Track Name: Cannibal
11. CANNIBAL (HOLLAND)

SHE SITS AROUND ALL DAY,
THINKING OF THE WAYS.
TO CUT YOU UP AND CLEAN YOU OFF AND PUT YOU ON A PLATE.
IF SHE CALLS YOU UP.
DON'T ANSWER THE PHONE.
JUST LOCK YOUR DOORS AND HOLD YOUR BREATH AND PRAY THAT YOU'RE ALONE.

HEY HEY HEY!
SHE'S A CANNIBAL.
SHE SAYS IT'S ALL EDIBLE.
THE TASTE OF HUMAN MEAT.
SHE SAYS IT MAKES HER LIFE COMPLETE.
IT'S JUST SO WRONG.

IF YOU GO INTO HER KITCHEN AND OPEN UP THE DRAWERS.
HUMAN BODY PARTS,SHARPENED TORTURE TOOLS AND MORE.
IF YOU WANNA LIVE, I THINK YOU'D BETTER RUN.
HIDE IF YOU'RE A WIMP, STAY AND FIGHT HER IF YER DUMB.

HEY HEY HEY!
SHES A CANNIBAL.
SHE SAYS ITS ALL EDIBLE.
NO I DON'T KNOW WHY SHE,
SHE ALWAYS TAKES IT OUT ON ME.
ITS JUST SO WRONG.

HEY HEY HEY!
CANNIBAL.
Track Name: Walking Away
12. WALKING AWAY (NADAL)

I SAID I CAN'T QUIT WALKING AWAY.
I CAN'T CAN'T QUIT QUIT WALKING AWAY FROM YOU, I KNOW.
OH THAT I'M HOPELESS BUT STILL HERE I GO.
I SAID I CAN'T QUIT WALKING AWAY,
I CAN'T CAN'T QUIT QUIT I CAN'T QUIT WALKING AWAY, I KNOW.
OH THAT I'M HOPELESS, HOPELESS.

I USED TO BE SO HAPPY YOU FOUND ME.
A LITTLE JIBBER JABBER NEVER HURT NOBODY.
BUT I THINK I'VE HAD ALL I CAN TAKE.
DON'T KNOW WHY YOUR MOUTH IS ALWAYS OPEN.
YOUR TONGUE IS GREAT BUT YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO HOLD IT, NO.
TOO BAD THESE THINGS DON'T EVER CHANGE.

HOLDING HANDS AND SOFT SWEET KISSES.
I LOVE YOU BABY AND I DON'T WANNA MISS IT.
TOO BAD THESE THINGS CAN'T STAY THE SAME.

I SAID I CAN'T QUIT WALKING AWAY.
I CAN'T CAN'T QUIT QUIT WALKING AWAY FROM YOU, I KNOW.
OH THAT I'M HOPELESS BUT STILL HERE I GO.
I SAID I CAN'T QUIT WALKING AWAY,
I CAN'T CAN'T QUIT QUIT I CAN'T QUIT WALKING AWAY, I KNOW.
OH THAT I'M HOPELESS, HOPELESS.

I KNOW YOUR CORPSE IS ROTTEN.
AND YOU DON'T WANNA BE FORGOTTEN.
PAST YOUR GRAVE I JUST KEEP WALKING AWAY.

I REMEMBER ALL THE BAD THINGS ABOUT YA.
I GOTTA TELL YOU THAT I'M STILL GLAD YER DEAD YA KNOW.
AND NOW I NEVER HAVE TO HEAR YOU COMPLAIN.
Track Name: Happy With Me
13. HAPPY WITH ME (HOLLAND)

OH HOW DO I SAY SORRY FOR WHAT I PUT YOU THROUGH?
OH WHAT CAN I DO TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT?
WELL I'LL DO ANYTHING THAT YOU ASK ME TO.
JUST SAY THE WORD AND I'LL BE BY YOUR SIDE.

WAKE UP ALL ALONE AT NIGHT.
CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHY.
SOMETIMES I CALL OUT HER NAME,
BUT SHES NOT THERE TO REPLY.

OH HOW CAN I SAY SORRY FOR WHAT IS SAID AND DONE?
TOO LITTLE TOO LATE IS WHAT SHE SAID.
WHEN TIME WAS RUNNING OUT AND I BEGGED YOU NOT TO GO.
YOU TURNED AROUND AND WALKED AWAY INSTEAD.

I JUST WANT HER TO BE, HAPPY WITH ME.

IT'S TIMES LIKE THIS THAT MAKE ME FEEL I'M USELESS.
DON'T WANNA EAT OR GET UP, GET LAID OR GO TO THE MALL.
THERE'S TIMES I WONDER WHAT YOU SEE WHEN YOU LOOK DOWN ON ME.
IS THERE ANYTHING LEFT OF ME AT ALL?

I JUST WANT HER TO BE, HAPPY WITH ME.
Track Name: Kings Of The Sand
14. KINGS OF THE SAND (HOLLAND/TRENKLER)

WE'RE THE KINGS OF THE SAND.
THIS IS THE PROMISED LAND,TO SOME DYSTOPIA.
WITH A GUN IN YOUR HAND.
A GUN TO YOUR HEAD.
NO INTROSPECTION.
MUST NOT DEFY THE LIES THAT SEEP INTO YOUR SOUL.
THE SAME OLD PAINS OF MANKIND, REDEFINED ON A TIMELINE.

NOT TAKING NO FOR AN ANSWER.
NOWHERE TO RUN NOWHERE TO HIDE.
LIKE A MASTER SURGEON PURGING ALL THE CANCER,
I JUST MIGHT SHOW YOU YOUR INSIDES.

WE'RE THE KINGS OF THE SAND.
FROM ZHAB TO PAKISTAN TO THE WAKHAN CORRIDOR.
ASCENDANCY OF GOD IN THE HANDS OF MEN.
HUMAN AFFLICTION.
CANT UNDERMINE THE LINES ETCHED DEEP ON FADED SCROLLS.
THE SAME OLD PAINS OF MANKIND REDEFINED ON A TIMELINE.

NOT TAKING NO FOREIGN ANSWER.
NOWHERE TO RUN NOWHERE TO HIDE.
LIKE A THERAPIST WHO'S SEARCHING FOR THE ANSWERS,
WONT STOP 'TIL I CAN MAKE YOU CRY (ONE MORE TIME).

WHEN I WAS YOUNG I NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE.
JUST ANOTHER WEAPON FOR THE MIDDLE EAST.
WHEN I WAS YOUNG, DUMB, AND SO NAIVE.
I NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE MY ENEMY.
Track Name: Hunt For Cunt
15. HUNT FOR CUNT (HOLLAND)

O-BEY, OH BABY LETS HAVE SEX.
I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE CINEPLEX.
WHERE WE'LL MAKE OUT IN THE BACK ROW.
AND WORK OUR WAY BACK TO YOUR HOME.

WOAH-OH.
BET YOU WONT GO.
CUZ THERE'S SOMETHING THAT YOU KNOW YOU WANT.

I AM ON THE HUNT FOR CUNT.

O-BEY, OH BABY LETS GO BROKE.
ON CONDOMS BOOZE, TWO PACKS OF SMOKES.
WE'LL LOCK OURSELVES INSIDE OUR ROOM.
WE'LL FORNICATE AND WATCH CARTOONS.

WOAH-OH.
BET YOU WONT GO.
CUZ THERE'S SOMETHING THAT YOU KNOW YOU WANT.

I AM ON THE HUNT FOR CUNT.
Track Name: Total Nerd
16. TOTAL NERD (HOLLAND)

HEY LITTLE RICH KID.
YOU THINK YOU'RE FRUSTRATED?
ALWAYS GLUED TO A SCREEN, NEVER THINKING BOUT A THING, NEVER HAD REAL PROBLEMS. GO BUY ANOTHER I-PHONE.
CUZ YOU'RE SAFE IN YOUR I-HOME.
YOU ARE IN DENIAL.
YOU ARE STILL ALONE.
THE WORLD IS AT OUR FINGERTIPS.
DO YOU EVEN KNOW?

WHEN DID EVERYONE BECOME A TOTAL NERD? (TOTAL NERD)
STUCK INSIDE YOUR CYBER-SCOPIC WORLD? (TOTAL NERD)

WELCOME TO MY OWN HELL.
WHERE EVERYONE'S YOUR PEN-PAL.
BUT NO ONE REALLY CARES.COMPLETELY UNAWARE EVERYONE'S A NARCISSIST.
MENTAL DEGRADATION.
SOCIAL MUTILATION.
YOU ARE IN DENIAL.
YOU ARE STILL ALONE.
THE WORLD IS AT OUR FINGERTIPS.
DO YOU EVEN KNOW?

WHEN DID EVERYONE BECOME A TOTAL NERD? (TOTAL NERD)
STUCK INSIDE YOUR CYBER-SCOPIC WORLD? (TOTAL NERD)

TOTAL NERD,TOTAL NERD.
I'M LOOKING FOR A WAY OUT, I'M STUCK INSIDE YOUR WORLD.