Seven 9s and 10s

Track:
Natural Disaster

Artist:
Headphones

Album:
Headphones

Headphones - Natural Disaster

Here I thought the drinks were free
But all the time they were grooming me
To be the egg that laid the golden goose.
Now I know we disagree
But soon enough we’ll all be free;
That is to worship any way I choose.

But you would wait on the rapture
Or a natural disaster to come around.
Or maybe a couple of airplanes
Could crash into buildings
And put the fear of God in you.

Cause now we’re taking over
And no one is the wiser,
With mexican and negro cabinet advisors.

I cut down the cherry tree
And when my mother confronted me
I told her I could never tell a lie.
Cause I have integrity
If you had been there then you’d agree
That no one wants to hear the truth.

What do you want from me?
Can’t you see that I’m a talking puppet?
And when someone pulls my strings
I mouth the words, and I suggest you follow suit.

But you would wait on the rapture
Or a natural disaster to come around.
Well maybe a couple of airplanes
Could crash into buildings
And put the fear of God in you.

Track:
Major Cities

Artist:
Headphones

Album:
Headphones

Headphones - Major Cities

All empires eventually expire and when they finally do it’s never pretty.
So just sit back and wait for the attacks - especially in the major cities.

Please hold my hand, son. Daddy’s got you.
Mamma’s out in the car and she packed your favorite blue shoes.

Here they come: exploding like the sun, ringing in my ears like independence.
I agree; this doesn’t favor me. Still, bullies ought to get what’s coming.

Track:
Shit Talker

Artist:
Headphones

Album:
Headphones

Headphones - Shit Talker

You talk shit about them to me.
You talk shit about me to them.
They know that you have to know they do.
And now you know I know too.

I guess that’s what you get for being born in the ’70s,
But I won’t hold it against you
if you don’t hold it against me.

Because I talk shit about you too.
I swear I thought you knew
All the conversations 
That people have about you
Shit that you won’t ever hear.
Shit, man. Oh shit, man.

I guess that’s what you get for being born in the ’70s.
But I won’t hold it against you
if you don’t hold it against me.