[guest singer] Rise and shine! Wake up and embrace the morning May the light iluminate your skin It's time to get up and go And let the day begin As the light filters through the window I'd love you to be full of gladness If you're smiling, I'm smiling too And I'm not going to feel blue [me] I hate getting up! [guest singer] Come on! [me] I don't want to go there! [singer] You need to! [me] I wish I could get back to sleep [singer] Listen to me. [ritardando] OK, I'll go... Another dull day at school I'm sitting here acting the fool Trapped in this classroom, I'm a vagabond They laugh at me as I stagger around Walking around, I see their faces While I'm stuck in VCAL, they're in VCE There I go, feeling down and out Sorry folks, pardon my doubts Then recess and lunch come around And we're offered a rest from the lesson Everyone's talking but nobody's listening Only briefly is my freedom incoming Out in the city I'm a raging warrior Changing my faces and emotions Oh no, the girls are there again I'll turn back and be with my friends [segue into "Lunch Break"]

At the end of the day, it's back to bed Where I'd like to lay my sleepy head Can't fight those voices anymore Can't remember what I've been fighting for. I know I'll have to wake up again Being asleep is not the end For now, my mind needs to heal There's no time for me to steal [guest singers] Good night my baby, sleep tight I'll head off and turn out the light Sweet dreams for what you may know And start all over again tomorrow

It's past the end of the day I'm lying here in bed And I'm wondering, "Why won't sleep come?" Restless on the mattress tossing and turning My desire to shut down is burning And I wonder "Why won't sleep come?" I've lain here for an eternity The night seems neverending Why won't sleep come? I feel the sandman has come Taunting me with his motions Showing me his ticking clock That keeps going and going and going Why won't sleep come? My thoughts are racing, my heart beating And visions of the day are fleeting Why won't sleep come?

Looking outside my back door Black night fades away to shades of blue I was not aware of the warning But I know that it's almost morning I can hear the birds singing There's a yellow glow on the horizon I've stayed up all night tll dawn It's so beautiful when the sun is rising Mother Earth, you shine your light Over the ground occupied by night I can't look at you for too long For you'll burn me with your song There is no more darkness in the room The light shines through the window All the gloom and murk fades away Replaced with happiness of a new day

I open the flaming box And wipe a tear from my eye Many secrets hiding inside Anything can happen, hey Oh man it's your birthday Let's have a damn wild party And let all the kids run amok Wish you well and good luck As you sit there reading Dostoevsky Smile and crack open a cold brewski Apres-celebration, blow out the candles And I'll take the shot from a great angle Oh man it's your birthday Let's have a damn wild party And let all the kids run amok Wish you well and good luck We're filled with happiness and joy On this dark cold day Let's bounce to the music And forgive what time we've lost Memories of this time are so beautiful It's something we'll look back on Messieurs, the party is done Please don't jump the gun Oh man it was your birthday We had a damn wild party We let everybody run amok Wish you well and good luck

Tuesday arrives and I wake up sleepy And my buddies drag me to work today Though not at school, work is just as hard But I'll just suck it up and stand guard I'm absolutely entitled in my work But it don't last forever, that's what I say Each term gives me a new alteration Of course I'm not under domination They tell me I'll burn out in the pit Obviously I know that's just bullshit I'm absolutely entitled to my work But it don't last forever, that's what I say You know, I won't put up any pretense The grass may be green on the other side of the fence But that thought is really my weakness Time to get out of my bleakness I'm entitled to what I do best But it don't last forever, that's what I say I don't earn my pay, I ain't got any money So I guess I'll take all of yours, honey Haven't slept in days, I'm gravely You'll have to knock me down bravely I'm entitled to what I do best But it don't last forever, that's what I say

Monday we are all practicing in the classroom for 'the Wizard of Oz' And King Orchard has complete control Of who is or was No one plays to the recordings But we play off the sheet music Sometimes I can't help But get lost in the confusion Tuesday it's mostly the same Just some new pieces for us to aim The show's a mixture of the classic movie And 'The Wiz'; the disco's kind of groovy Now, practicing the songs ad infinitum Playing them competently is the minimum Are they owned by EMI? I don't know But the copyright has years to go Wednesday we're all revved up And ready for the sounds Playing and singing anthems As they're played at random And as the actors go into the scene Our music gradually undulates One by one they're falling And a frantic voice is calling Look at their faces, they're enjoying themselves Am I blind to the fun that they have? They don't acknowledge my presence It's like they don't see me at all Hello David the lion, do we talk anymore? Dominic, the Tin Man, I feel the same way We're united physically, but mentally disconnected I could be narcissistic or merely neglected! Somewhere over the rainbow, Dorothy found a land She met the Scarecrow, the Lion and the Tin Man Then the Wicked Witch came to claim their lives But suddenly, ding-dong! She died. In the end, the Lion, Tin Man and Scarecrow Got what they needed, and happy it was so Then Dorothy was told no longer to roam There's no place like home There's no place like home There's no place like home.

Every time I see you, it's hell Since we hate each other I'd rather faint than be in your presence I wish you weren't in existence You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! One million times! One million times! The anger creeps coldly over me Chills me down to the bone My heart is bleeding, my brain raging And your fate may be carved in stone. You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! One million times! One million times! What a bastard, to think of me like this Heavily disgraced in the monster stinking of piss Shocking to the eye, garbage-infested insect I'll punch you with a fist when you least expect You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times! One million times! One million times! Die!

chorus Wednesday after school I go to a place That it's too much fun, where to begin? It's a computer group called the Lab Where the different people fit in verse A dull and boring day at school Dreamed away with entertaining games There are students there who are just like me Same as the rest, they just think differently chorus verse Not ashamed of who we are, we express ourselves Taking it slow and easy, we are not overwhelmed Killing time with the sophisticated mentors I write a diary kept in my chest of drawers bridge Of course everyone has to pay to go inside You don't get nothing for free, unless you've tried Regardless, we still have some fun and games There is socially no real shame verse Some of my friendships are kept up-to-date Others fade away, but remain in my memory Shyness and awkwardness remain my trait But I'll remember most of you for centuries chorus

Jarrod: "You can record whenever you want. What were you gonna say?" Edward: You're gonna call out the chords?" Jarrod: "Nah, it'll get picked up on the mic." Edward: "Alright, just roll with it." "Uh, take 2." So I'm sitting here in a classroom Not at my own school, but at another Guitars, drums and pianos all around The amount of them is sure to astound Friends gathered around the table To play and sing, of course we're able Full of energy, it's a nice atmosphere It's so wonderful to be here Some classmates play instruments, Others use backing tracks As time goes on, they get stronger With each and every attack Friends gathered around the table To play and sing, of course we're able Full of energy, it's a nicer atmosphere It's so glad to be here Now, I start to miss my old music teacher He's still there, but can't be my teacher For I've chosen my own path of education He and my new teachers are under separation I'm a timid guy, but can express myself Leave my worries all up on the shelf The new friends surely can't beat the old Through my music, my story is being told Friends gathered around the table To play and sing, of course we're able Full of energy, it's a nicer atmosphere It's so glad to be here

1, For so long I walked alone Now hun shadows are gone A day off will make me strong Not a chance Im moving on Hook: I'm on fire in the blue Dancing here without a clue And I long for body heat In dark pleasures we will meet 2, Babe you make me wanna fly And I promise I will try And you really make me proud To the point I scream out loud Hook: I'm on fire in the blue Dancing here without a clue And I long for body heat In dark pleasures we will meet Solo Hook: I'm on fire in the blue Dancing here without a clue And I long for body heat In dark pleasures we will meet

She's a school friend of mine Yes, that can vary over time When I try to please her, I want her attention And I always come under suspicion When she sings, she makes me feel good How do I speak to her like a friend should? Her voice is so lovely and sweet But I should contain myself when we meet Gradually, she became distanced from me For I didn't take the hint to leave her be She was not angry at me, but I could tell I was slowly sending us both to hell. That pattern was recurring, but this was not declared It didn't leave out the possibility Of our friendship being repaired When she sings, she makes me feel good How do I speak to her like a friend should? Her voice is so lovely and sweet But I should contain myself when we meet And sure enough, she smiled to me as a friend Said "You calmed down, so I'll talk to you again" So I asked her "Are we still friends?" And she said "Yes, it's not the end" We're merely friends, and that is that Nothing I can do to change that fact And when I think of her now, I smile For we have since reconciled When she sings, she makes me feel good How do I speak to her like a friend should? Her voice is so lovely and sweet But I should contain myself when we meet.

I can't decide where to go Naked and alone in this cold world Would you recommend me some advice? Would you become my guiding light? My friend, please listen to me Don't make my heart bleed I know that she's left me alone And your story is like my own Bewildered and reckless, life is expensive But I don't really want to get offensive I just need to vent my frustrations Hope you'll give me a recommendation My friend, please listen to me Don't make my heart bleed I know that she's left me alone And your story is like my own Throw the telephone at the wall Shout obscenities in the hall I'm a noise-maker, should I keep it down? So you won't make complaints in the town You know I'm not really dead You can see by the tears I've shed I will say why I'm feeling concerned And you can tell me what you learned My friend, please listen to me Don't make my heart bleed I know that she's left me alone And your story is like my own

Its raining shes walking there lonely I guess it's part of God's plan She ve got one penny only Now waiting for some man He promised her a hundred If she was on her knees But she have always wondered Why he ask her to say please Chorus: I am a woman in pain Half naked in the rain And rich men runs my world I'm asking in vain before going insane Is my voice not worth to be heard? 2, He tells her to get naked He want to feel her breast He ask if she fake it But she will pass his test Then he tells her to swallow she is pushed to the floor Her inside so hollow While his moneys at the drawer Chorus: I am a woman in pain Half naked in the rain And rich men runs my world I'm asking in vain before going insane Is my voice not worth to be heard?

I wake up Friday morning I know it's concluding the week My head's a thousand miles behind the sun We're gonna have fun, fun, fun Welcome to the end, it's true Must I try for you? I wait for lunch to come around I'm whistling my happy songs You gotta understand my frivolous folly I drift away and get rid of my melancholy Welcome to the end, it's true Must I try for you? Having conversations in the hall The madness seems quite small Life seems rather simple Over a period of time The end, it's really true Must I strive for you? Having conversations in the hall The madness seems quite small Life seems rather simple Over a period of time The end, it's really true Must I strive for you?

Jarrod: "Essentially...we're a youth music program, but, we just, at the moment we're just running industry workshop, writing bios, setting up a nice Facebook page and all that stuff. So usually from 2 onwards we usually have a bit of a jam, and stuff like that, so you're welcome to set up." Da, da, da Edward: "Did you AutoTune your vocals?" Jarrod: "Of course I did. How else am I gonna sound like Drake if I don't?" Edward: "Haha, I couldn't believe that was you until you told Bill!" Jarrod: "Wanna drop us some rhymes, Edward? Freestyle." Edward: "Uh, no thanks." Jarrod: "Yeah, yeah, to come, so it's 12 to 25, anyone in that age group." Justen: "12 to 25, understand that." Jarrod: "Anyone over needs a working with children check. Um...yeah." Justen: "Cool." Jarrod: "Just so, we don't get rapists." (laughing) Justen: "Don't want that man." Jarrod: "...to put it gently!"

I missed the train And I feel really pissed off Why did they decide to leave without me? Didn't they know I was in a hurry? Walking quickly up the stairs Apparently it wasn't quick enough Leave behind the 5:19 evening train Replaced with the 5:41 to my disdain The dark clouds are growing darker I should have seen the time maker Was it their fault they left me here? Or mine, for their call I couldn't hear? The minutes feel like long hours Ticking away and not in my power I'm sitting here doing nothing Angry at the world, silently cussing I caught the next train I'll be home, just a bit more late I should learn not to waste time And take for granted what's mine

Well Well, there was a fight outside my house yesterday On Saturday night Three people were arguing One of them told to quit for the night To stop the fight She screamed "Help me!" And the man said "I'll screw you into the ground!" Twice my family called the cops And no one came The sky is black And those people are under attack Let us pray for the victims And Christ spilled his blood all for you Ha ha ha ha ha ha I wanna die Why did they put me on this earth? I sit here staring at the wall Isn't this the very end?

v1 On Saturday night I went down to "Push Start" Sacrificed my music program, I had to depart I was greeted by friends somewhat unfamiliar I knew the occasion was rather peculiar Gradually my fears disintegrated Soon I was quite fascinated I sat in the warm auditorium As a polite and charitable audience There was a digital piano on the stage And a couple of microphones in the front view What had they said on the one page? There were only two songs for us to preview chorus Like the Beatles said in "Dear Prudence" I was needed to come out to play I saw the sunny skies through shades of rain I'll never walk alone, I'll smile again v2 Some of the artists showcased soulful singing Others displayed their rapping skills The majority of us did our own songs With the exception of the last one So I did "I Never Wanna Die" and "Bridges Burned" With those songs down, the page was turned I believed I could aim high for the stars And aim I did, though I was not too far I'd made some friends with my shy attitude The upcoming artists showed me their gratitude I did not win, but who am I to complain? I had enjoyed the night, all the same. chorus Like the Beatles said in "Dear Prudence" I was needed to come out to play I saw the sunny skies through shades of rain I'll never walk alone, I'll smile again

In my living room I sit amidst the grey, washed-out walls I laugh at the news that happened I don't believe any of it at all Life is not what it seems Really, a life influx is my theme There are few secrets for me to hide You'll just have to know what's inside There's a bright light that shines overhead There's a TV that's on 24/7 I've got my computer in front of me I'm addicted to it, that's my confession Life is not what it seems Really, a life influx is my theme There are few secrets for me to hide You'll just have to know what's inside On the wardrobe I've got a digital keyboard Behind me there are acoustic and bass guitars I'm confined to my house, I believe I'm not too near nor too far Life is not what it seems Really, a life influx is my theme There are few secrets for me to hide You'll just have to know what's inside I don't believe any of it at all I laugh at the news that happened I sit amidst the grey, washed-out walls In my living room

What happened to the record store? What happened to romance? today they wanna score they wanna dirty dance they say old times are over that no one cares anyway they tell me to bury them and turn and walk away But, someone needs to remember why can’t it be me? Someone has to tell the story about how it used to be I walk down the street but they never see my face I try to communicate they tell me I’m out of place But, someone needs to remember why can’t it be me? Someone has to tell the story about how it used to be

So I'm on the other side of that wall That is too high for me to climb And if I tried to go over it Surely I'd stumble and fall I feel isolated but there's no reason to be I think you're superior but that's just me You tell me that we're all the same But each one of us plays our own game Oftentimes I put you on a pedestal of greatness You treat me all the same, no more and no less Some friends I love and some foes I hate And some I don't wish to associate Sometimes you don't know what I try to say Sometimes I feel like I want it all my way As I wrote in one of my songs It turns out I'm not too wrong The people in my life come and go I'm divided from everyone I know There's a wise man that I've always known He teaches everyone else, while I'm on my own What a shame 'the man' doesn't mentor me But to my own path I choose to be free No, I'm not alone in this place I just have to work at my own pace Where I'll go, I don't know Gotta take it easy; take it slow Pardon me if I seem somewhat rude or if something's wrong with my attitude Though jealousy is something I try to hide We're all the same, deep down inside

[left channel] Doctor, doctor, I've come in today To tell you about my latest fears I'm gathering thoughts on my bad news Getting my fair share of abuse My eyes are like fire Spreading around the room This week I want to tell you About my feelings of doom A few people on my mind Who make me feel confined Don't know when it started But throughout, I've felt fury [right channel] Yes you reached a dead end But this is your awakening Let me open up into your mind You never know what you will find Let all the bad people go And keep your friends close For now you are immortal Transported to a pleasant portal [left channel] I've heard what you've said, but how to take it in? Just like they said, I wonder if to hate is a sin [right channel] Oh you genius, it won't happen overnight Just keep them out of your sight Breathe in the air, and relieve yourself Forget all the worries you've dealt [centre channel] Thank you for the times.

Filth factory spews out feeble food Shaped into the form of McDonald's meals Fresh from the kitchen, here's my lunch Tasty fries and burgers packs a big punch Refreshing Coca-Cola; delicious liquid The fast food is honestly quite addictive Satisfies my hunger with tantalising taste Unfortunately the calories inflate my waist The comfort food makes me forget my worries Or disregard the fact I might be in a hurry Eating inside the restaurant on my own Or getting take-away in the comfort of my home Refreshing Coca-Cola; delicious liquid The fast food is honestly quite addictive Satisfies my hunger with tantalising taste Unfortunately the calories inflate my waist Yes, you know none of it is good for me And too much of it is wasting our money Sometimes it gives me a bad sickness If it doesn't, it contributes to it Refreshing Coca-Cola; delicious liquid The fast food is honestly quite addictive Satisfies my hunger with tantalising taste Unfortunately the calories inflate my waist

It was Sunday on the last day of the holidays Travelled to Flinders Street to get something to eat The train ride was a long way from home I was travelling there all on my own It was a rainy day in the city I struggled through hordes of busy people Kind of difficult through my point of view Got lost a few times; didn't know what to do Walking through the flames and broken cars The place was so unfamiliar; almost like Mars The TV over there was switched to MAX And they were playing INXS It was a rainy day in the city I struggled through hordes of busy people Kind of difficult through my point of view Got lost a few times; didn't know what to do I took the train back home, it was just as long Headphones in my ears, listening to some songs I was awakened to life in the big city Well, looking around it looked quite pretty

I joined 50/90 last month It's an offshoot of February Album Writing Month I have to write 50 songs in 90 days I think it's a real challenge FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 I'm writing a concept album about a month in my life I don't know how to link all the songs together All the songs I think of whip a polar bear's ass The crowd roars like a lion FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 I'm beginning to run out of ideas I want to write like Wesley Willis I want to finish my concept album before October 1st Someone please help me with my creativity FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 FAWM 50/90 Rock over London Rock on Chicago McDonald's, I'm lovin' it!

I sat around in the studio for two hours And it began to rain I wanted to write another track And nothing was achieved today I sat around in the studio for two hours And it began to rain I wanted to write another track And nothing was achieved today And nothing was achieved today

Lyrics: [autotune vocals] [left channel] Doctor, doctor, I've come in today To tell you about my latest fears I'm gathering thoughts on my bad news Getting my fair share of abuse My eyes are like fire Spreading around the room This week I want to tell you About my feelings of doom A few people on my mind Who make me feel confined Don't know when it started But throughout, I've felt fury [right channel] Yes you reached a dead end But this is your awakening Let me open up into your mind You never know what you will find Let all the bad people go And keep your friends close For now you are immortal Transported to a pleasant portal [left channel] I've heard what you've said, but how to take it in? Just like they said, I wonder if to hate is a sin [right channel] Oh you genius, it won't happen overnight Just keep them out of your sight Breathe in the air, and relieve yourself Forget all the worries you've dealt [left channel] Thank you for the times.

It's the last day of July Blue and cloudless in the sky To the beat of the drum There's something I shall overcome The sickness starts to surround me I'm quite ill, so please leave me My unwillingness is my undoing I've got some more pieces to be viewing They've detected my illness, so I'll stay home I wouldn't want others to catch my syndrome It's rather dark and I don't like the situation Goddammit, I must need some recuperation Coughing and sneezing, I hate the strain To hide from the rest, I must refrain The germs multiply, and the day gets worse This setback is definitely a curse The dreaded sickness is suffocating But over time, it will be abating Yes, this cold is merely fleeting And on the drum keeps beating It's the last day of July Blue and cloudless in the sky To the beat of the drum This illness I shall overcome

It's the first day of August And I feel as ill as the day before Yes, life isn't exactly flawless This setback I can't ignore It's too late for my resignation I'll soldier on with the preparation For the production, every minute counts There is too much for what amounts So I'm staying home again today Rest is the order of the day Going to the doctor for some advice How I feel is a throw of the dice I thought I saw an old schoolfriend of mine On my way to catch the train Soon he disappeared into the crowd He wasn't ne'er the same Sooner or later I'll get back to school To catch up with the omnipresent rules I'm not going all the way out, fellas! That said, nor am I quite overzealous It's the first day of August And I feel as ill as the day before Yes, life isn't exactly flawless This setback I can't ignore

The cold air is still Still is the peaceful day The day is calm and dull Dull is the ongoing practice When I make a mistake, Sir's eyes are ablaze It pains me to see the glaring look on his face Onstage, there are some actors' contradictions The Boss expresses her deep frustrations And we're tirelessly racing through the songs Yes, we'll fix it up if something goes wrong The show is eagerly awaiting us Eagerly awaiting us is the show And this final year is my precious keepsake Full of good times, but also with heartache The meanings gradually become a syndrome And I believe that there is definitely, mentally, physically, absolutely, legally, musically, delicately, affectionately, technically, exceptionally, questionably, evidently, eloquently, genuinely, and most reliably, no place like home.

On the edge of reality We find birds who sing to thee The line between fantasy and real life Is heavily blurred, with their strife The entire band remains faceless The spotlight shines on the singers' graces Everyone's rehearsed the parts completely Skyrocketing all the way past our apogee We're witnessing scenes from the Wizard of Oz Being dangerously close to the stage The audience cheers at the end of every act At the top of our game; is that a fact? We see the actors and singers that we know They're in character, we can't stop the show Laughing at the funny moments, gasping at the bad I'm sure there's some fun to be had The actors left the stage, the lights are dimmed Clothed in darkness, eternity and the cold wind With their makeup washed off; they're only themselves Costumes all left there on the shelves On the edge of reality We find birds who sing to thee Welcome to the show, all my friends We'll perform until the world ends

I walk off miles into the sunset You're gone and will never come back You've sadly died and passed away I must soldier on down the right track You're a unique, leaving outsider The body is gone, but the spirit remains No longer physically on this earth But forever in our hearts and our brains The music jester that started so? Now the seargeants were drinking slow? Do you feel you're knocking on heaven's door? Do your eyes gently kiss the floor? The gift taken from you was my reality The embodiment of you ceases to be The rest of us are left standing on our own We're left here to fight the pain alone You're a unique, leaving outsider The body is gone, but the spirit remains No longer around on this earth But forever in our hearts, even when it rains

On the last night at the end of the play We were all gathered in the green room The polite audience sat silently Our expression was in full bloom You stood up and gave your emotional speech Those dark corners of your mind you could reach I've never at all seen that dark side of you But anxiety is a barrier you can push through Light shines bright on your shadow That doesn't reflect your true self Delusions of grandeur are merely transcendent Sometimes I feel the same myself All of us are one and one of us is all Every one of us hides under a disguise Eventually your facade is imminent to fall Nothing's left once you look to the skies

Ah... It seems apparent I'm all out of ideas I'm thinking randomly, aimlessly There's just the dubious jangle of a brain Only these pieces and fragments remain There's no guitar, bass or drums Just naked emotion when the time comes It could be a warm invitation I feel a natural reverberation A flash of inspiration seems shimmering That sweet muse is glimmering Oh Ooh Eh Ah...

In this dead resort town, there's nothing to keep For miles and miles, not a soul is near I've noticed the admin has fallen asleep Seems quiet in here Gordon, Alex, Jaedyn and Maddie What happened to all your energy? I'm sure that you'll sometime reappear But for now it seems quiet in here Seems quiet in here

I hate maths, I hate maths! Maths is worse than Trump! I hate maths, I hate maths! Maths is worse than Trump! I hate school, I hate school! School is worse than Justin Bieber! I hate Bieber, I hate Bieber! Bieber is worse than One Plus One! I hate One Plus One! I hate One Plus One! One Plus One is worse than Sam Smith! Sam Smith is worse than Ed Sheeran! Ed Sheeran is worse than nothing! Nothing is worse than everything on the radio! Everything on the radio is worse than Jandek! Jandek is worse than TISM! TISM is worse than the Residents! The Residents are worse than 'worser!' 'Worser' is worse than the word 'pardon'! The word 'pardon' is worse than Trump! Trump is worse than Turnbull! Turnbull is worse than compulsory voting! Compulsory voting is worse than life! Life is worse than death! Death is worse than Microsoft Sam! Microsoft Sam is worse than Godspeed You! Black Emperor Godspeed You! Black Emperor is worse than the mall! I ATE THE MALL! Maths is worse than Trump! [repeat to fade]

While the days are fair and high Got a couple guitars by my side Then there's a notice on the wall Vote, or else you'll stumble and fall Do we really need to be forced to vote? Do we need bullshit shoved down our throats? Once we hit the ripe old age of eighteen The government mindlessly turns us into machines Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! There's a rising heatwave as the time rolls on Funny, it's a metaphor since the rain falls along I was merely walking down the calm quiet space Then you shoved those goddamn politics in my face Do we really need to be forced to vote? Do we need bullshit shoved down our throats? Once we hit the ripe old age of eighteen The government mindlessly turns us into machines Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! I don't want to vote, this is serious mum Their political views make me feel numb I'd rather have the telly and radio muted All those yobs and wankers can get rooted Do we really need to be forced to vote? Do we need bullshit shoved down our throats? Once we hit the ripe old age of eighteen The government mindlessly turns us into machines Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! (Fuck the system) Voting is a heatwave! Voting is a heatwave! (Fuck the system)

I hear ringing... and my heart is singing 'cause I'm sure that it's my baby on the line . So I answer, but there's no romance there Not my baby, just a stranger selling lies . Wanting money for some hopeless cause. Tried to sell me things to fix my many flaws So I asked them when I heard a pause, "Why'd my baby... leave me hangin... on the line?" . She was happy... liking me for me but then something changed and she had set me free Now I'm out there on a lonely shore cause my baby's not my baby any more . Tried to call her... tried to make things right Thought she'd take my call this time, I thought she might But no answer leaves this lonely dancer alone tonight . There's no answer just this lone romancer in the night

[Microsoft Sam] We can make it if we try I want to fucking die I'm standing here solo And everyones so horny, trying to blow I feel disconnected Throw down your axe and swords Vonie#5175, add me on Discord :^) How long? How can I see through this disguise? After we SMASSSHHHH I’m cutting our ties Why do I FUCK THE POLICE than me? That's not the way it's PINGAS to be FUCK! I came so hard I can’t pee : ^( No need to hide under a disguise Expose your naked body and let’s fuck tonight I don't need to see that look in your eyes. I want to fuck you deep down inside. Remember the days when we were young? The days where I used to always touch your cunt Before the day's end Make sure you bend The clouds give way to an empty blue sky Only to rain, semen into my eye So here we are, not far from where we begun Now please make sure to swallow my cum Now we're travelling on the long road C’mon now don’t be shy, wanna see my chode? So many years from now I want to fuck a cow The end is not too long from now Your insides are tight, WOW! Who knows where we'll go? Oops I’m gay, I fucked my bro. LELELELELELELELELELLELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELLELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELLELELELELELELELELELLELELELELLELELELEL SOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOI [Google Translate] If we try, we can do it I want fucking death In the case of I stand alone here And everyone is good, trying to blow I feel incoherent In the case of Throw away your ax and sword Vonie # 5175, add me on Discord: ^) how long? In the case of How can i see this camouflage? After we SMASSSHHHH, I was cutting our relationship Why am I better than the police? This is not the way PINGAS Fuck! I'm so hard I can not pee: ^ ( In the case of Do not need to conceal camouflage Reveal the naked body and let's fuck tonight I do not need to see that way in your eyes. I want you deep inside. In the case of Remember our young days? I used to touch your day Before the end of the day Make sure you bend In the case of Clouds give way to empty blue sky Only rain, semen into my eyes So here we are not far from our place Please make sure to swallow my cum now In the case of Now we are on a long way to travel Now do not be shy, want to see my shadow? So many years I want a fucking cow In the case of The end is not too long from now Your heart is tight, wow! Who knows where we go Terrible, i'm gay, i fuck my brother. LELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELELEL [NaturalReader Robert] And at this moment, Robarate knew there was no hope. There is no god. There is no joy. And the only thing Robarate craved was the sweet release of death. Why must people like this flood the Internet with shit? Why must people be so fucking stupid that they thought this was a good idea? Mankind's greatest enemy is itself. 3LAMESTUDIO may be one of the worst, if not the worst, Five Nights at Freddy's related channel. This isn't art. It is psychological warfare designed by the Nazis to drive anyone to insanity. Save yourself, don't watch their videos. We are done here. SOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOISOI

It's getting late, the time has come Nothing's learnt when all is said and done Silent raindrops fall against the window pane Think of times you won't live through again Life is very short. That is clear, all my friends There's no time for making a mess Leave all you have; it's almost the end There have been things left unsaid Words cannot hold the inside of our hearts Plans come to nought, and fates never led Success is throwing darts in the dark Every second one spends is precious You wouldn't want to make life reckless Bury your fears in the fiery ground Nowhere else is your salvation found Life is very short. That is clear, all my friends There's no time for making a mess Leave all you have; it's almost the end There have been things left unsaid Words cannot hold the inside of our hearts Plans come to nought, and fates never led Life is like throwing darts in the dark

[0:00-0:33] [pre-music talking] Jarrod: "D major. That's a good key for a song. And you're gonna start on the seventh degree. You're gonna start with a C# diminished chord, and then work your way from there." Edward: "But what about actual topic? Themes?" Skye: "Yeah I don't care what you say Jarrod, but what about actual songwriting ideas?" Jarrod: "Um, last song needs to be about...the chaotic nature of the UpBeat music program." [0:34-1:06] Adam: [laughing] "Yeah!" Jarrod: "He'll make you do it. Don't tell him that information. He'll make you do it." [scream] [laugh] Connor: "I think someone just died." Skye: "There's our loop! So, ok..." Skye: "...we're idiots, and people from the outside are like, "Are they OK? What are they doing?" But if we experiment with the weird sounds and put them together, they'll make something magical." Henry: "Fffffuuuuuu..." [1:05, from recitation of 'Zigzag Spambots'] Edward: "And at this moment, Robarate knew there was no hope. There is no god. There is no joy. And the only thing Robarate craved was the sweet release of death. Why must people like this flood the internet with shit? Why must people be so effing..." 1:35 Jarrod: "...fucking..." Edward; "...stupid, that they thought this was...a...good idea? 3LAMESTUDIOS may be one of the worst, if not the worst, Five Nights at Freddy's related channel. This isn't art. It is psychological warfare designed by the Nazis to drive anyone to insanity. Save yourself, don't watch their videos. We are done here." Jogan: "Treated like trash" - repeat ad infinitum We can make it if we try I want to effing (Jarrod: "...fucking...") die I'm standing here solo And everyones so horny, trying to blow I feel disconnected Throw down your axe and swords Vonie#5175, add me on Discord :^) How long? How can I see through this disguise? After we SMASSSHHHH I’m cutting our ties Why do I F (Henry: "Fuck") THE POLICE than me? That's not the way it's PINGAS to be F! (Henry: "Fuck") I came so hard I can’t pee : ^( No need to hide under a disguise Expose your naked body and let’s screw (Henry: "Fuck") tonight I don't need to see that look in your eyes. I want to f (Henry: "Fuck") you deep down inside. Remember the days when we were young? The days where I used to always touch your C-star-N-T Jarrod: "Cunt" [2:09-3:20] Unknown: Oh damn. Damn! DAYUM! [repeat ad infinitum] [3:20-4:26] [from "Something's Guilty"] Robbing and destroying without remorse Seems that your life was very coarse Gone out with a bang but your spirit remains Through this book of which it contains Wanker: "Hello darkness my old friend...I've come to talk with you again...yep, thats the song you need to do. 'Sound of Silence' by Art...and Garfunkel. Hm!" Haunting me with segments from your life Cutting through the air like a knife Now I know something's guilty Is it you or is it me? Woo! [continuing from recitation of "Zigzag Spambots"] Before the day's end Make sure you bend The clouds give way to an empty blue sky Only to rain, semen into my eye [4:32] Adam: [incessant laughing] "Yeah." [loud beep tone] Matthew Shadgett: "Fuck." Edward: "What is that?" Brittany: "That hurt!" Edward: [laughing] Matthew Shadgett: "I need to get rid of that ASAP, it's a virus." Edward: "We could use that in a song!" Bill: "...download a piece of software.." Edward: "What is that thing?" Matthew Shadgett: "...came straight up..." Edward: "What is that?" Justen: "People are essentially buying ad space that they use to...scare people into buying unsafe software, like 'Your computer is infected with a virus! You need to download our software to fuckin' fix it', and then that software that they make you download is in the virus. If you don't actually touch anything on those pages you're cool, you can close down the browser and it's fine, just yeah don't go back to that page." Bill said "But it is risky. It's risky." So here we are, not far from where we began Now please make sure to swallow my man [5:40-6:54] Joseph: "I was just sucking this dude's dick...wait, what?" [6:01-6:48] [from John Trubee and Ramsey Kearney's "Peace and Love/Blind Man's Penis"] I got high last night on LSD My mind was beautiful and I was free Warts loved my nipples because they are pink Vomit on me, baby Yeah Yeah Yeah A blind man's penis is erect because he's blind! It's erect because he's blind! A blind man's penis is erect because he's blind! Cameron: "Right, thank you Edward!" It's erect because he's blind. [6:49-6:53] Jogan: Man I'm so sweet that I'll be givin' ya diabeetus! Take a pause and listen to all my metaphors... Matthew Shadgett: "Have you heard that? Oh shit! I broke it!" [6:54-7:42] Edward: "No more Butthole Surfers." Bill: "Possibly not." Edward: "And that's just their actual name. If you look at their earlier names, it's 'Fred Astaire's A-hole', 'The Right to Eat Fred Astaire's A-hole', and 'The Inalienable Right to Eat Fred Astaire's Asshole'." Bill: "Inalienable right." Bill: "Do you know what 'inalienable' means?" Edward: "Uh, not really." Bill: "Inalienable means it cannot be taken away. Like if you're inalienable right to inalienable stuff and they are real and true and they cannot be taken from you. Like your right to eat his arsehole." Justen: "That is simultaneously the worst and the best thing I've ever heard!" Matthew Shadgett: "What?" Justen said "I love it so much. The guitar sound on that silly keyboard." [7:43-7:48] Jonathan: We are normal and we want our freedom. We are normal and we want our freedom. [7:49-8:47] [from The Residents' 'Constantinople'] Here I come, Constantinople Here I come, Constantinople I am coming Constantinople Here I come! Trent: "I'm just killing time, really." Edward: "Yeah. Oh by the way, there is a music program that I go to not far from around here. It's at the Visy Cares Hub.” Trent: “Right.” Edward: “And it runs on Saturdays from 2 to 4 pm.” Trent: “OK.” Edward: “If you're interested maybe you could come there sometime?” Trent: “Oh yeah, definitely.” Edward: “I mean, it's near the end of its life now but it's gonna start up next year.” Trent: “OK, right. So it sort of finishes at the end of the year?” Edward: “Uh, yeah. Two more weeks after this.” Trent: “OK. Yeah, I'd really love to. That'd be interesting, another way to meet people. Yeah.” Wanker: "Or...this so-called Saturday program thing, you sit there with a bunch of other guys, what, play guitar, play piano, whatever. Um...What you need to do is leave your goddamn comfort zone to start with, you stay in your comfort zone you're gonna fuckin' achieve nothing simple as that. Exactly what you guys do right? You sit around and just jam on a Saturday. What you need to do, is get all the stuff together you need to do it with, get your guitar fixed, get some lemon oil, and just fuckin' play. Simple." Jarrod: "Yeah, yeah, to come, so it's 12 to 25, anyone in that age group." Justen: "12 to 25, understand that." Jarrod: "Anyone over needs a working with children check. Um...yeah." Justen: "Cool." Jarrod: "Just so, we don't get rapists." (laughing) Justen: "Don't want that man." Jarrod: "...to put it gently!" "Ho, ho, ho" - (from Matthew Shadgett's deleted video "Matt Shadgett - The Christmas Song ft. Chill") Joseph: "on it, is studio dates. So, I will listen to it, I promise. I'm sorry." Matthew Shadgett: "Yeah" (from the video "Matt Shadgett - Nan's Death 1991") ("Nan's Death 1991" continues playing") Edward: "Turn that off." [8:48-10:20] Da, da, da Edward: "Did you AutoTune your vocals?" Jarrod: "Of course I did. How else am I gonna sound like Drake if I don't?" Edward: "Haha, I couldn't believe that was you until you told Bill!" Jarrod: "Wanna drop us some rhymes, Edward? Freestyle." Edward: "Uh, no thanks." [10:20-11:13] "THIS...IS...SPARTA!" Edward: "Uh, it kinda reminds me of the Grateful Dead on quaaludes." Cameron: "Oh no." Jarrod: "That was a weird one wasn't it Edward?" Edward "Yeah. Or maybe Phish on quaaludes!" Cameron: "No..." [11:14-11:41] [from "I Never Wanna Die"] My life becomes null and void I don't care if I'm all but destroyed! Sim: "Free form jazz!" (repeated) Jogan: "Treated like trash" Justen: "I thought it was funny." Edward: "Uh, I'm not a Justin Bieber fan either." Jarrod: "Haha, yeah true." [11:42-14:41] Joseph: Guitar solo. [instrumental section from a rehearsal of "Bridges Burned"] [14:42-14:53] Edward: "Okay, that's the end of my vocal take." Henry: "Fuck! Woo! That was so cool man! That was so cool!"

This is an alternative aberration I'm attempting the art of persuasion If I try to sing at graduation You can throw around your perceptions You won't keep me down. You can push me around You can knock me to the ground You could say I'm out of place You can call my voice a disgrace But you can't keep me down! You can call me pretentious You can call my voice contentious You can say 'Stick to the bloody keyboard' A singer-songwriter is my path toward You won't keep me down The first time you heard my voice Was when I performed "Yesterday" If you truly believed I wasn't cut out You should have stopped me on the way You won't keep me down But in the end, you're in control Submission breaks through my soul You say who you need to sing As if diversity isn't a thing You just kept me down.

Here we are at the end of the world We've reached the promised land We'll all walk on and fade away into oblivion Look all around you, reality is crumbling down Nowhere else is your salvation found I feel nothing but sweet tranquility Knowing that this time allows me my liberty Am I dreaming, or is this a reality? I believe it's time to bring an end to the story "Sorry, should I start from the beginning?" Where it all began, I was {asleep in the night} And then my parents told me to {wake up} I went on a {lunch break} and then fell asleep I'd {wake up} again, with more problems to reap Funny, sometimes I think {"Why won't sleep come?"} The morning breaks and I'm confronted by {dawn} And I realise {it's your birthday} today Time is short, {it don't last forever} Being a part of the Wizard of Oz There's {no place like home} Yes but there's things inside my head That let beasts of burden roam {You make me want to bang my head in the wall one million times} Don't take it personally, just read between the lines {The Lab} is all over for me now Friends stopped going anyhow All that's left are vivid, clear memories {With each and every attack}, my fellow musicians get stronger Everything has changed, and {the day off} seems longer {She} knows that I won't do her any harm But sometimes she won't {listen to me} {Watching TV} I can't {fake it} Your feelings just fade to static {Must I try for you?} Most of the time I'm (feeling upbeat) Fleshing out group ideas is sweet However, sometimes my wellbeing is failing One busy day {I missed the train} Later that night there was a {domestic disturbance} But hey, I went to {push start} and felt elation Fellow performers gave me resonating relations In [my living room], I sit amidst the grey, washed out walls There's people shouting obscenities in the hall {What happened to the record store?} I'm {worlds apart} from the students at my door {Doctor, doctor}, please let me go further Took a refreshing and calm {McDonald's soundwalk} {The fast food song} is my theme round the clock {A rainy day in the city} doesn't really bother me What concerns me is the deadline for {FAWM 50/90} In the studio, {nothing was achieved} that day But I took the chance and began to play On {that piano}, I wrote "a Lydian piece" {Doctor, doctor}, someday I shall be released I was ill on the {last day of July} It was blue and cloudless in the sky It continued into the {first day of August} I'm sad to say that life isn't exactly flawless Like I said, there's {no place like home} {Welcome to the show}, all my friends We'll perform until the world ends! You're a {unique, leavin' outsider} Only to a select few do you set free your {revelations} When {the party's over}, it's fitting for the occasion Dear friends, {I'm all out of ideas} I'll say it again, {I'm all out of ideas} The world is empty and it {seems quiet in here} In my humble opinion {maths is worse than} literature And {voting is a heatwave}, forcing unlucky signatures {When the phone rings}, I hate the piercing sound Oh my god, there's {zigzag spambots} all around! I'm {feelinglikegraduallyrunningoutofpreciousvaluabletime} Soon, all that will be left of me are music and crimes What is this? {The chaotic nature of the Upbeat music program} Do what you like, but {you won't keep me down} You can throw around your perceptions If I want to do what I think is right Don't even think about raising objections We can make it if we try We ain't ever gonna die I'm standing here in the crowd And everyone sings along to songs I don't know I feel disconnected Throw down your axe and swords How long does the rain fall? How long? How can I see through this disguise? How do I look at you through the same eyes? Why do I feel you're greater than me? That's not the way it's supposed to be Pardon me if I seem quite rude, or if something's wrong with my attitude Jealousy is something I can't hide No need to hide under a disguise Gather up your strength to smile and rise I don't need to see that look in your eyes We're all the same, deep down inside Remember the days when we were young? Oh, how the times have flown Before the day's end The walls will come crumbling down The clouds give way to an empty blue sky Filled with tranquility, all the fires die So here we are, not far from where we began The world is at our command! Now we're travelling on the long road We'll be walking on for centuries So many years from now We'll cherish golden memories The end is not too long from now It's not too far from here Who knows where we'll go? There is nothing to fear You shall not worry, {there is nothing to fear} A universe awaits beyond what lies here No longer frightened, you bring down the wall This is {the end of it all}.