Martin Tithonium (tithonium) wrote,
Martin Tithonium
tithonium

The 5% nation of S.T.F.U.

It's time for me to stop listening to and watching the news again. When I find myself screaming "DIE HORRIBLY IN A FIRE YOU FUCKING FUCK!" twice in 6 blocks... yeah.

Meanwhile... Doughty Lyrics!

Soul Coughing / Ruby Vroom / Casiotone Nation

The five percent Nation of corduroy.
The five percent Nation of Marlboro.
The five percent Nation of pay-per-view.
The five percent Nation of nipple clamps.
The five percent Nation of Milton Bradley.
The five percent Nation of Casiotone.
The five percent Nation of Casiotone.
5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75, 80, 85, 90, 95, 100!
The People's Republic of Lake Edna.
The People's Republic of S.A.S.E.
The People's Republic of lemony fresh.
The People's Republic of chocolaty delicious.
The People's Republic of lumps in my oatmeal.
The People's Republic of Casiotone.
The People's Republic of Casiotone.
5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75, 80, 85, 90, 95, 100!
Yor, Yor, he's a man, he's a man.
Yor, Yor, he's a man, he's a man.
Everybody's movin'
Everybody's movin'
Everybody's movin', movin', movin', movin'...
1 2 3, 4 5 6, 7 8 9, 10 11 12.
The five percent Nation of Harmful Free Radicals.
The five percent Nation of Oxygen Cocktails.
The five percent Nation of Casiotone.



Mike Doughty / Haughty Melodic / Busting Up a Starbucks

It will always be
The end of time
The end of law
The end of life
The dogs will howl
And yank the leash
From tree to tree
From each to each

Does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown?
You can't even pry the nameplate off, now can you?
Fix it with your tiny fist there
James Van Der Beek and them sisters from Sister, Sister
The only one that's ever felt this is you
The force that's forcing you
To feel like busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.

This bitter drink
Has made you drunk
The thoughts you think
Become unthunk
The sea's ablaze
The sky is too
The water's red
And the flames are blue

Does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown?
You can't even pry the nameplate off, now can you?
Fix it with your tiny fist there
James Van Der Beek and them sisters from Sister, Sister
The only one that's ever felt this is you
The force that's forcing you
To feel like busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.

Nyack! Ronkonkoma! East Orange! Piscataway!

Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.
Busting up a Starbucks.



Mike Doughty / Haughty Melodic / Grey Ghost

Oh in the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home

Oh he will not
Walk out the river now
He will not walk out the river
He will not walk out the river, singing
Don't fall through the stars
Don't fall through them
Don't fall through the stars
Don't fall through them
On the docks in Memphis, with the boombox, nodding out, singing
Don't fall through the stars
Don't fall through them
Don' fall through the stars

Oh in the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home

In the trail of the barge and the light upon the brine
He has staked these thoughts and the force is undivided, singing
Don't fall through the stars
Don't fall through them
Don't fall through the stars
Don't fall through them
Sleepy-eyed, the man is wading out into the night, singing
Don't fall through the stars
Don't fall through them
Don't fall through the stars
Don't fall through them
Don't fall through the stars

Embracing some hard-luck citizen
Disgraced like some strange Bob Balaban
And placing your heels down in the sand
And

In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home

Oh in the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home

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