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BRAND NEW SOUL (Pelletier)

I’ve got brand new gear and a brand new soul.
I’ve got a brand new axe made of thirty karat gold.
I’ve got a brand new amp with lots of effects,
and I still haven’t opened my new light-gauge strings yet.
Why bother, when you now I’m going to break them.
They pop like corn kernels when you micro-bake them.
Microwave is what I meant to say,
but I can’t hear myself through this crappy P.A.
The group is going to disown me now for sue, but I need the points, dude.
Humility. I’m feeling due some humility.
It’s time to demonstrate my ability
to give the industry a slap in the face,
and prove that no one hears you scream in out space.
I’ve got so many phobias. I’m scared of so much shit, that I won’t sit.
I won’t quit. I won’t think. I won’t drink.
I’m scared that this boat will sink, so toss over that life preserver.
I need something to make it all safe.
I need something to make sure I won’t break down.
Clowns scare the shit out of me too,
and I’m scaring myself because it all could be true.
The sun’s burning out in two million years.
I’ll be dead by then, but it’s still one of my greatest fears.
Along with spiders and biters, fires
and getting tired of the world and all the pain
that drains my psychological capacity.
Now you all are getting mad at me.
The group is going to disown me now for sure, but I need the points.
Humility. I’m feeling due some humility.
It’s time to demonstrate my ability
to give the industry a slap in the face,
and prove that no one hears you scream in out space.
I’ve got brand new gear and a brand new soul.

The Sunshine State Lyrics