1. |
Welcome To The Future
04:22
|
|||
|
Welcome to the future
Take one big breath of pollution
Where your kids’ kids’ kids
Gonna’ reap what you sow
Welcome to the future
Take one last look at the setting sun
And say goodbye to everything you know
Hello my name is Kevin
Her name is Karen
Welcome to our party
You’ve been invited out here
To the suburbs in your Hummer
To our little soiree
We’re drinking Koolaid
Playing somе basketball
Watching DVDs
Maybe pop a tylenol
And thе world’s on fire
But we’re gonna flip burgers ’til the flames get higher
Welcome to the future
Take one big breath of pollution
Where your kids’ kids’ kids
Gonna’ reap what you sow
Welcome to the future
Take one last look at the setting sun
And say goodbye to everything you know
Hello my name is Maggie
I’m an orca
I’ve been sober for a year now
It’s been a crazy couple weeks
I got tangled in a fishing net
And harpooned by a creature with a beer gut
And that’s when I hit that Aramco
Chase it with some Exxon
And sip on that Conoco
I’m a killer o.g
But it’s getting too hot in the sea for me
Welcome to the future
Take one big breath of pollution
Where your kids’ kids’ kids
Gonna’ reap what you sow
Welcome to the future
Take one last look at the setting sun
And say goodbye to everything you know
Baby is it crazy that I’m paralyzed by apoplectic paranoia
While the apocalypstick stains on my white collar
Reveal the value of a dollar or two
What if the messiahs and liars and Mayans were right?
The world’s on fire
The world’s on fire
Let the birds and the bees and the animated bunny rabbits sing
Welcome to the future
Take one big breath of pollution
Where your kids’ kids’ kids
Gonna’ reap what you sow
Welcome to the future
Take one last look at the setting sun
And say goodbye to everything you know
Welcome to the future motherfuckers
Bring it on
|
||||
2. |
Weekend Blues
04:52
|
|||
|
Check 2
Ramen Noodles 2020
Depression
Guess Who’s Back?
Baby FuzZ
I don’t know what I came here for
I’m a little lost and a little bored
Guess I’m tired of all my solitary trends
I wanna dance to a song I hate
Walk away and commiserate with
All of my imaginary friends
Tonight I’ll go down like a vagrant
On some slab of beer-stained pavement
In a pool of my own jaded rock n roll
I’ll dream that I made history
Went on Letterman and made a hit cd
But when I wake up I’ll be way too fucking old
And all the frat boys are lining up their drinks, they’re shouting
Oahwohowhohwohowowhowhoooo
And the sad girls are waiting in the wings, they’re crying
Oahwohowhohwohowowhowhoooo
Baby’s got the Weekend Blues
Now I’m watching lovers rise and fall
Life and times of a disco ball
That’s hanging on for dear life
I’ll trade my work for another drink
Save my hurt for my mother’s shrink
And tell her just how much I hate these nights
I’ll do burnouts with the burnouts
Take some shots down with the dropouts
If we don’t kill ourselves, we’ll kill a little time
Cuz there’s no cause without a rebel
And there’s no god without a devil
And there’s no weekend without a fucked up 9 to 5
And all the frat boys are lining up their drinks, they’re shouting
Oahwohowhohwohowowhowhoooo
And the sad girls are waiting in the wings, they’re crying
Oahwohowhohwohowowhowhoooo
Baby’s got the Weekend Blues
Your life is failure
Your friends are all ghosts
No one to regale you
The world is joke
Well out of 8 billion strangers
Honey, you ain’t the only out there alone tonight
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Well we jumped the gun
It was all too much
But you know what, that's love for you
Don't think too much
'Cuz when you do, you're done
But you know what, that's life for you
Whoa we were walking down the road
Like Patti Smith with a new iPhone
Whoa and our future's on parole
If you don't give a fuck, then you don't get old
Whoa
Full of love
Full of shit
For a while
We were way before our time
Whoa
We were gods
Were were kids
You and I
We were way before our time
Whoa
We were way before our time
Whoa
Well we jumped the shark
Turntables and Jurassic Park
But you know what, that's karma for you
Where the wild winds blow
Clowns in a solar panel powered rodeo
But you know what, that's California
Whoa we were headed out on tour
Like Jesus Christ with a PS4
Whoa precocious and ignored
But the world won't end, just the dinosaurs
Whoa
Full of love
Full of shit
For a while
We were way before our time
Whoa
We were gods
We were kids
You and I
We were way before our time
Whoa
We were way before our time
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
|
||||
4. |
We're All Gonna Die!!!
02:32
|
|||
|
Johnny’s got coronavirus
Billy’s got AIDS
Titus meningitis
And Louis’ got the plague
Mary’s got cancer in her breast and her brain
Jimmy had a car crash in a hurricane
Bye bye
We’re all gonna die
Connie got electrocuted
Manny went to war
Tony got eviscerated by a dinosaur
Fido drank insecticide
Mateo got gored
Mackenzie chugged some cyanide because she got bored
Bye bye
We’re all gonna die
(Tell me about it)
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
Say goodbye
Cuz’ we’re all gonna die
Tommy had a heart attack
And Nancy had a stroke
Gary had his lungs collapse because he had too many smokes
Charlotte got decapitated
Timmy got obliterated
Donna got evaporated
Ghandi got assassinated
Dylan got emasculated then committed murder
A tiger ate Penelope and Barry ate a burger
Robert was a vampire
He fell in love with Heather
Heather fell in love with Michael
Michael fell in love with Trevor
Trevor turned into a Sasquatch and dropped out of high school
Then they bit each other and their jugular veins got severed
And they lived together forever
But that was a really fucking stupid movie
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
Say goodbye
Cuz’ we’re all gonna die
Alright everybody
This is the part of the song where you gotta do the dance with me
C'mon yeah ok
Well well well well well
You put your hands on your hips
And you jump to the left
Then you jump to the right
And you clap two times
Then you jump up and down for a while
Then you get kind of tired
And you fall on the ground
Then you do a death rattle and convulse
And foam comes out of your mouth
And then your spirit goes up to heaven as you make a little snow angel on the ground
And it waves
Bye bye
Do you guys like punk rock?
(A little)
(Not really)
Alright show me your dicks
Let’s fuck shit up
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
We’re all gonna die
Say goodbye
Cuz’ we’re all gonna die
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
So I heard you made New Music Friday
Well congratz from a truck stop somewhere out on the highway
I’m out here this summer chasing down dreams
Watching the rearview and eating baked beans
You could say that I’m doing things my way
Though it seems like for years now my life has gone sideways
But I’ll keep this tour van between both the lines
Break my guitar strings and scream in the mic
And offset the carbon that I oxidize
‘Cuz I’m trying my freakin best
My phone says I’m in mid life crisis
That Reddit thread’s dead, left to my own devices
So I’m out making music and making new friends
In all likelihood never see them again
‘Cuz I’m lonely and lost and fucked up in the head
But I’m trying
So I’ll stand on a stage in Mobile, Alabama
My heart beating out of my chest
‘Cuz baby I’m trying
Yes I’m trying
My freakin best
I’m trying to be a little less tragic
For the first time in my life I’m trying to find magic
I’m trying to be reckless
I’m trying to be brave
I’m trying to be someone who tries to behave
I’m trying to unlock all the bolts on my cage
I’m trying
So I’ll stand on a stage in Mobile, Alabama
My heart beating out of my chest
‘Cuz baby I’m trying
Yes I’m trying
My freakin best
|
||||
6. |
Hood Life
04:15
|
|||
|
Hello
How the heck are ya
Could I get a dollar
Just tryna get by
Eyeroll
Sit there ’til the color changes
I’m on my way to a job I hate
And I don’t have time
There’s a place I go
Where all the cars line up to get on the interstate
And for a piece of gold
Maybe you’ll find your peace of mind before you drive away
Tell me
What is it like to be
Living that good life?
To be living it up like the king of the world
Well I’d really like to be
Getting out of this hood life
To be living it up
Diamonds and pearls
What is it like to be
Living that good life?
To be living it up like the king of the world
Well I’d really like to be
Getting out of this hood life
To be living it up
Diamonds and pearls
My home
Is a little bit smaller
I dream in a tent down by the side of the road
And my life
Is a little bit harder
I live in an article inside of your phone
Well there’s a place I know
Where the guitars smash, and the babe’s are bitchin’
Is it avaricious
That when I’m feeling low
I look at the stars, those that got fed and famous?
‘Cuz that’s what the sidewalk says
Ooh
How ‘bout that good life!
Ooh
How ‘bout that good life!
What is it like to be
Living that good life?
I’d really like to be
Getting out of this hood life
What is it like to be
Living that good life?
To be living it up like the king of the world
Well I’d really like to be
Getting out of this hood life
To be living it up
Diamonds and pearls
Ooh
Now this is the part where all the brokeass motherfuckers sing along
What is it like to be
Living that good life?
To be living it up like the king of the world
Well I’d really like to be
Getting out of this hood life
To be living it up
Diamonds and pearls
Won’t you tell me
What is it like to be
Living that good life?
To be living it up like the king of the world
Well I’d really like to be
Getting out of this hood life
To be living it up
Diamonds and pearls
|
||||
7. |
Acid Night
03:37
|
|||
|
It’s acid night in Elysian Park
Turn on the lights, that’s when shit gets dark
Souvenir bats flying under the stars
‘Cuz it’s acid night in Elysian Park
It’s acid night out at Wrigley Field
Throw out the first pitch, that’s when shit gets weird
Souvenir bats flying out in left field
It’s acid night at Wrigley Field
It’s acid night now I think I’m in love
That little white ball looks like a dove
Won’t you hold my hand, it’s a baseball glove
It’s acid night, I think I’m in love
It’s acid night in the USA
Elon Musk and the KKK
Eat at McDonald’s, sing Amazing Grace
‘Cuz it’s acid night in the US of A
It’s acid night in the US of A
|
||||
Baby FuzZ Florida
Baby FuzZ is an indie/glam/rock/pop folk/psych band/artist/alter ego/cult
If you like Baby FuzZ, you may also like:
Sweet and surf-like pop with lackadaisical vocals from Bay Area favorite Justin Cheromiah.
go to album
Anthemic emo carried by resounding vocals and samples from iconic movie scenes.
go to album
This post-punk Philadelphia duo tackle gender dysphoria, transitioning, and anxiety on their debut album.
go to album
Slowcore, shoegaze, twee, and noise find their way into this ambitious full length from the St. Louis band Frankie Valet.
go to album
ETERNAL LIFE NOW
by Bad Pelicans
A gigantic tempest of sound, “Eternal Life Now” is harrowing art punk with dark corners & jagged edges.
go to album
Stop apologizing
by Frankie valet
The first full-length release from this St. Louis group is full of simple, sweet dream pop songs with a touch of Paisley Underground fuzz.
go to album
no such thing as too old! a cute compilation!
by Various Artists
Super sweet indie pop compilation with new tracks from Trust Fund, Boosegumps, etc. benefits the St. Louis Legal Fund.
go to album
