It's the greatest fuckin day in history
It's the fuckin greatest day in history
It's the greatest day in holy fuckin history
Man I am so inpsired
He's the greatest fuckin hero of the century
They're the fuckin greatest hero of the century
They're the greatest person of our fuckin galaxy
Man I'm so fuckin wired
Elliot Pageeeeeee x?
Elliot Page Elliot Page mother fuckin x?
I think about you all the time, I love the way you whine
And fit in every box
When I need a break from everything, you spread your angel wings
Inspire me to rock
I changed my middle name, it was kinda lame
I'm named after my cat, who thinks the Earth is flat
You are there for me you know how much I need you
Deserve more treats than I can feed you
Run into me when I am walking
Respond to me just like we're talking
Boy's don't cry, you'll get your treats on time
I've been staying up all night, tryna understand why
I've been staring at the moon, praying this is over soon
And as hard as I've tried to make sense out of the situation
I don't understand how it got this far
So go on, go on blaming me, you take yourself too seriously
Just a few weeks later you already made plans for next years' guy
I heard you, you've been talking shit
Well I'm still, I'm still dealing with it
Thought that everything was cool, but I'm not really all that surprised
The weight of all this has me jacked
I wonder what this will attract
Running laps inside my mind
I guess it's gonna take some time
I don't exist to you, guess there's no point in a goodbye
If you don't have a change of heart
Triple 20 x 3
Knockin em down tonight
Got a couple white claws and some fireball
Oh yeah I've got my target in sight
Maybe I could even get a double bullsy
But I guess I'd settle for less
Cuz the way that I've been slaying up the board tonight
I might be liable for arrest
Shreddin up the bullseye tonight
Shreddin up the bullseye, babe I can't hear you
With the bullseye in my eyes
I can't help but win
YEaaahhhhhhhs
Let's take it up a notch, let's throw em to a bunch of sick jams
Let's get the cameras out
Cuz they might want this shit for ESPN
And I'm rackin up them points before I make my move
You know you're in for trouble when I get into the groove
Salmon, beef, or chicken
Will get their lips a lickin
Will get them boys a screamin for treats
Any high-pitched inflection
Doesn't matter what you mention
Them boys are always screaming for treats
Shooting like lightening
Crawling up the carpet tree
2 separate levels combines the treasure evenly
They hardly even chew
Just chomp em down no hesitation
Them boys are always screamin for treats
Kane & The Stubborn Stains are:
Kane Edwards, Molly Enochson, & Luke Ferguson
Recorded at Flat Black Studios by Luke Tweedy
Cover art by Heather Cousins
Warlock Fuckin Business Records ?
credits
released December 11, 2020
Kane Edwards - guitars, vocals, gong
Molly Enochson - bass, vocals on treats, gong
Luke Ferguson- drums, vocals on treats, triangle, gong
Luke Tweedy - vocals on treats, gong
Servo S Jefferson - vocals on treats, gong
Zak Neumann - gong, sicknasty photos
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