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Insomniatic
03:48
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I really have to be sleeping but time just won't stay still
My patience I am keeping and I won't take any pills
I have to fall naturally or else I'll think that I'm fakin'
From the point I dream actually to the point when I awaken
Ooh, dear friend, can you teach me how to sleep?
Ooh, good friend, can you tell me how to sleep?
I need your assistance because I'm just passing by minutes
Can you teach me how to sleep?
It's starting to get boring, waiting for my eyes to close
I have to be snoring unless no noise comes out my nose
I am an insomniatic, that's the reason why I sing
Don't you get all dramatic like it's not an uncommon thing
Ooh, dear friend, can you teach me how to sleep?
Ooh, good friend, can you tell me how to sleep?
I need your assistance because I'm just passing by minutes
Can you teach me how to sleep?
Lately I've been listening to the radio
Or maybe just my MP3 player
I wish I didn't have to walk myself to bed
So someone else can be my own conveyor
It usually takes me an hour or two
And so I'm forced to wait a while
I know that you're the kind of person I can call
Since I put you on speed dial, ooh
I need your help, I'm distraught, how to cure me of my ills
First step is to clear your mind of all your thoughts and to not take any pills
If my brother's not awoken, how come his lights are turned on?
How come the windows are open? How come I can't find my alarm?
Ooh, dear friend, can you teach me how to want to get up and start the day?
Ooh, good friend, can you tell me how to want to get up and be on my way?
I need your assistance because I'm just passing by minutes
Can you teach me how to want to get up?
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Fashion Question
03:00
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Look at you, yes, you in the blue
You're looking different than me, that I see
Trying to create a scene by wearing green
Changing colors, trying out an identity
Well, you're not looking that great, consum-mate
Look at you, yes, you, you're looking odd
Everyone treating you like a god
You have no taste
It was such a waste of money, wasn't it?
Looking like you just left a tar pit
And got it all over the carpet
Well, you are shit
You better start from scratch and try again if you want your models to be adored by men
You have no sense, and if it were sold, it would have a small expense
You better start from scratch and try again, you better start from scratch and try again
You better start from scratch and try again, you better start from scratch and try again
I can see it now, at the walkway, the judges self-censoring what they say
They're that mad, but to sum it up, your new line was pretty bad
Look at you, yes, you, with the notebook
Let us swap and have a look
Let's compare
What have you got to hide if with the world you're gonna share?
Well, see, here's what's wrong
One of these things doesn't belong
Throw away that page
I suppose I could imagine this one on a stage
You better start from scratch and try again, you better start from scratch and try again
You better start from scratch and try again, you better start from scratch and try again
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Glove
03:04
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Is it really that cold outside?
Don't you know where I come from?
All I need is my jacket
No, my fingers won't get numb
Fine, take a scarf for yourself, I don't care
You have no control of how I feel about the cold air
Take your scarf, and take your hat, my love
But I don't need my gloves
I'm not worried about frostbite
I doubt my hand will turn black
If anything, I'll be fine
There is no need to turn back
Fine, take a scarf for yourself, I don't care
You have no control of how I feel about the cold air
Take your scarf, and take your hat, and that's that
But I don't need my gloves
Got my pockets for when they're red
Not that I fear it will fall
Didn't you hear what I said?
What if I threw out your shawl?
You hypocrite!!!
Fine, take a scarf for yourself, I don't care
You have no control of how I feel about the cold air
Take your scarf, and take your hat, and that's that
But I don't need my gloves
I'm not being stubborn, you're just annoying
Overreacting about some small thing
Fine, take a - scarf for you - I don't care - I don't care -
You can't say - how I feel about the cold air
Take your scarf - take your hat - I don't care - I don't care -
But I don't - need my gloves
I don't care - I don't care - but I don't - need my gloves
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Rainmaker
02:35
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It's looking rather sunny today, I do not agree with that
To whoever invented the weather, then I tip off my hat
But something has got to change so it is closer to my liking
I'd prefer something loud and annoying, sounds of thunder striking
And so from my appendix, I perform cloud pretend tricks
For I'm the rainmaker, the same sunshine taker
One for the optimists and all for the cynics
Artificial darkness is what I can mimic
For I'm the rainmaker, I'm the rainmaker
That's looking better, let the rain pour down, and turn the dirt to mud
However, let's not overdo it, we wouldn't want any floods
I see the flowers bloom; I guess every cloud has a silver advantage
But wait until the lightning comes again and see your little flowers vanish
And so I cast a spell in the hopes that all goes well
For I'm the rainmaker, the same planet-shaker
Natural causes I'm responsible
It's only disasters that cause trouble
For I'm the rainmaker, I'm the rainmaker
For I'm the rainmaker, I'm the rainmaker
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You better not talk like trash
It will lead to bad behavior and you'll start smoking hash
You should see your counselor
With a voice as loud as yours, you could be an announcer
You lose all of your friends every time you get upset
And we know that that's a decision that you're gonna regret
You bang our eardrums and hurt our feelings
Because you sound like trash
There's something that we should discuss
Tell me what's wrong and why you need to cuss
Did the media influence?
What was the reason? How suspicious!
You sure do have a lot of good reasons to be pissed
You really have got to calm down, let us assist
You bang our eardrums and hurt our feelings
Because you sound like trash
Do you think that you do it in order to be cool?
Do you think it will increase your popularity in school?
Do you think that you do it just because you're a teenager?
Well I guess there's no limit, so that does make you a legal major
You better not talk like trash
It will lead to bad behavior and you'll start smoking hash
You should see your counselor
With a voice as loud as yours, you could be an announcer
You sure do have a lot of good reasons to yelp
We'd lend you some advice if you would only let us help
You bang our eardrums and hurt our feelings
Yeah yeah yeah, you sound like trash
I swear you sound like trash
Because you sound like trash
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6. |
Open for Interpretation
02:48
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There is no single English word that describes how classy I am
I get a lot of chicks using no cheap tricks, and frankly my dear, I don't give a damn
Misunderstand all I see, I'm open for interpretation, it doesn't matter much to me
If I say something out of the ordinary, could you please retranslate it for me?
I wouldn't want to be obscene from a mondegreen, for I am from overseas
Misunderstand all I see, I'm open for interpretation, it doesn't matter much to me
I'm sorry if you don't know what I'm saying, as for your language, I speak a little
Parlez-vous français? If not, then that's okay; it's not intended to be a riddle
Misunderstand all I see, I'm open for interpretation, it doesn't matter much to me
My tongue has only foreign words on the tip but my brain mixes them up, even for you
Sometimes I would, how you say, make a slip, but that just means I still have schooling to do
The characters that are in my dictionary I refer to as "the symbols of love"
I don't see why can't we be together just because I am from the country above
Misunderstand all I see, I'm open for interpretation, it doesn't matter much to me
Misunderstand all I see, I'm open for interpretation, it doesn't matter much to me
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7. |
Automatic Highway
02:30
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Jobs got to be started small; sometimes you got to go to college
If you wanna do shrubbery, you've got to learn about foliage
But the profession that I have doesn't require much knowledge
For you see, I'm four, you see, and I control everything that you see right here in front of you
I wanted to be an engineer, behind the wheel
I wanted to be working on a train, or something of that deal
But the way I thought trains worked was too puerile
For you see, I'm four, you see, and I control everything that you see right here in front of you
If I can't drive a train, there's got to be something I can
Do I have any hand-me-downs given to me from my old man?
I found a box containing toy cars and maybe one van
For you see, I'm four, you see, and I control everything that you see right here in front of you
I can control the tracks and the buildings and the direction of the cars
They may wanna go left, I make them go right, because they need to realize they are
On an automatic highway, I am the master of the automatic highway
On an automatic highway, look at me, master of the automatic highway
I can control where the traffic lights should be inserted and when they're green
They may want the light to be yellow or red or something that's in between
On an automatic highway, I am the master of the automatic highway
On an automatic highway, look at me, master of the automatic highway
I call it like I see it, of where they go, where they should go, where they should go
I call it like I see it, of where they go, where they should go, where they should go
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8. |
Let's Show Them Wrong
02:43
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Hey remember, when the yearbooks arrived?
I saw on page 7 Nick and Dan won best friends,
I looked over and they high-fived!
Looking through the pages, I wasn't expecting much
Looking at the pictures, nonesuch after nonesuch
But what I saw on page 12, certainly I agreed
I'd fix this flaw of being the least likely to succeed
Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong!
Hey, let me remind you, this was during the beginning
That's a very contributory reason of why I wasn't winning
And so I decided I should join a club; but none in particular
The only requirement it should have was that it was extracurricular
But what I saw when I stepped up to the sheet, certainly I agreed
I'd fix this flaw of having nothing to my name, except "least likely to succeed"
Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong!
Walking bulletin-board-forward, grabbing the pens on their chain
Didn't really matter what it was for, whatever it was, I wrote my name
I knew this would come back to haunt me, if I get accepted in the wrong group
But my name was in pen, not pencil, so there was nothing to recoup
But what I heard on the intercom, certainly I agreed
Under whatever category they'd call my name would help beat "least likely to succeed"
Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong!
Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong! Let's show them wrong!
Let's show them wrong! (Let's show them wrong!)
Let's show them wrong! (Let's show them wrong!)
Let's show them wrong!
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9. |
Favorite Airwave
03:11
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I drive around with nothing good on
It seems that all good music's long gone
And so I surf my radio dial for a while, maybe I'll
Find a decent station thereupon
I think that I have found my savior
I better write down this call number for later
It plays the classics, how fantastic, enthusiastic
There's always that one hated flavor
My favorite airwave keeps me occupied
My favorite airwave commits no audial homicide
My favorite airwave sits on a compromise
My favorite airwave is always there to optimize
Why would civilization sacrifice this?
Has their taste in music gone amiss?
These songs aren't normally thrown away; they've gone astray to my dismay
But one man's sacrifice is another's bliss!
What's wrong with the people of this decade?
Haven't they listened to what this station's played?
Give up your no-talents to set the balance of correct abience
Or at least take all of your new music and downgrade!
My favorite airwave keeps me occupied
My favorite airwave commits no audial homicide
My favorite airwave sits on a compromise
My favorite airwave is always there to optimize
Is always there to optimize
Is always there to optimize
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10. |
Just Kidding You
03:15
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Remember that time in the third grade?
The day was April Fool's and all the kids at school
Laughed when I gave you a joy-buzzer handshake
But then you got upset, and claimed I was a threat
Well, it's about time that you realized
That I did that because I was electrified
And I didn't want you to feel the way I do
Well actually, I did, I was just kidding you
I was just kidding you, I was just kidding you
And then there was that time when you were 23
And all the guys at work had called me a jerk
For when I put some hot sauce in your cup of coffee
But then you got upset, and claimed you'd won't forget
Well, it's about time that you found out why and how he
Did that, it was because I was drowsy
And I didn't want you to feel the way I do
Well actually, I did, I was just kidding you
I was just kidding you, I was just kidding you
The reason why I played so many tricks on you
I was influenced from my mistakes
Every time something went wrong, I reenacted it for you
I steered clear of power lines since, and drank more to keep awake
I admit I deserve every time I went to the hospital
I remember I still have money I owe
I shouldn't have made you bottle up all of your rage
From all of those times ago
I was just kidding you, I was just kidding you
I was just kidding you, I was just kidding you
I was just kidding you, I was just kidding you
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Derrick McMillon Joliet, Illinois
The background image is "Wheat Ear" by Salvador Dalí, 1932. The order of the releases are neither chronological nor alphabetical, but rather relative best to relative worst.
Derrick McMillon recommends:
My friend Katelyn is the bassist and my other friend/her boyfriend Hunter drew the cover.
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Hunter did the cover for this one too, and he plays drums. My other friend Chris sings and plays guitar.
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No Friends Club / Lachesist EP
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Not a band. Part-record label, part-self-described secret cult. This is the reason why I made a Bandcamp account (which I made the same day my friend's brother made his I think).
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