TGM (2020) - LYRICS

All guitars, bass, drums, synths, and vocals performed by Mad Marshall.

BOOZE IT OR LOSE IT

It’s a lovely morning, I should probably put some whiskey in my coffee

You might be wondering why I did that, it’s a social thing, it’s really not me

I swear I didn’t say asocial, I just said “a social,” fuck, you know what I mean

But now that I am drunk and caffeinated, I’ve been thinking about this whole life thing

I’m pretty stoked, I forgot 5 minutes that I’m gonna die

Booze it or lose it, booze it or lose it, booze it, so I don’t lose my fucking mind (x2)

Now the shadows on my carpet set out to remind me that I just been wasting time

Getting super existential, there goes my potential last chance for a decent life

Why doesn’t anybody get me, I should probably sit in my living room and pout about it

Pour another glass of whiskey, guess I’ll never find out the kinda things I’d do without it

I’m pretty fucked, but for about 5 minutes gimme something nice

Booze it or lose it, booze it or lose it, booze it, so I don’t lose my fucking mind (x4)

I said booze it, or I’mma lose it (x2)

TIRED ALL THE TIME

I’m so tired I can’t move

But I’m just too sick to sleep

I’m hot and cold at the same time, I sweat like a pig

They say that pigs don’t sweat, oh but I googled it

And they can, but not enough to be effective for temperature regulation

But I digress, maybe it would be for the best

If I jump to a solo

What I’m trying to say

Is that I’m just so tired all the time

At work, at my house, at a restaurant

But not in my bed

Maybe it’s some kind of anxious burnout

Everyone seems to think

That it’s unamerican to take a break

Well I guess it makes sense

Why we’re all obese and stressed

And our life expectancy is decreasing in 48 states

I read that...

When I should have been sleeping!

I’m just so tired all the time

(x7)

I’m so tired of being tired

Oh but I did this to myself

Cause I don’t want my day to end yet

Prolong my self-imposed suffering

EYE BELIEVE

I believe what I see
And I see what I want
(x2)

Oh say can you see
By the phone’s eerie light
What so loudly they herald
As the twilight of reason
With their likes and their hearts
They propagate lies
A commander so fucked
He redefines treason

I believe what I see
And I see what I want
(x3)

Make no mistake
This is not about one man
And these words are not one-sided
It’s just the world is a touch divided
And I don’t care where you stand
From the political fence
When they put people in cages
There is no defense
Oh wait, I shouldn’t say cages
That would be demeaning to the border patrol
I meant to say unsanitary, overcrowded cells
Since when do kids want to brush their teeth anyways

I believe what I see
And I see what I want
(x4)

GETAWAY GIRLS

I met a girl on Hinge and she was cute

For our fourth date we decided to make tacos at my house

Which turned out to be a bad idea

The tacos were great, but then I had a fucking panic attack

Well I guess I shouldn’t call it a panic attack

More like an ambiguous experience that exhibited literally all the symptoms of a panic attack

It started when she stated she’s on crack

As it happens I’ve already dated a crackhead,

Just one will do for that

The getaway girls

They’re not the best in the world

The getaway girls

The getaway, the getaway, the getaway

This is for the ones that got away

As far as I’m concerned they can stay that way

I’m sorry that I kicked you out my house

I could say a million things but it’s all over now

The getaway girls (x3)

Yeah it’s the getaway, the getaway, the getaway, the getaway...

THREE'S A CROWD

I have something on my mind that

I’ve been meaning to say

For some time

It’s not like this is news

It’s just a thing to get off of my chest

And make things right

You have been the truest motherfucking friend, that

Money couldn’t buy

That’s why I still feel like an ass for

The things I did that night,

The things I did that night

I know, some things just can’t be done alone

And two is company, but three is lunacy

I seem to have this tendency

To relive past events

Again and again

We were watching Dr. Dog

And then I had a crisis

Where I didn’t know my name

Back at the house when I was drunk off of my ass,

We started flirting and she asked me what I’d do

I gave her this look like “would I ever” but

Even in my stupor I said wait but there is you

And I don’t know why the fuck I went along with it

Like it was a good idea, knowing you had history

And I know, some things just can’t be done alone

And they say two is company, but three is lunacy

And I know, I never should have overstepped

I never should have looked at her that way

Maybe if I had someone else

And I know, it doesn’t even matter in the scheme of things

If I went back in time, I would still be me

I’d still find a way to fuck up everything

LOVE IN THE TIME OF CORONAVIRUS

It’s been said that love is a sickness

By greater minds than I could ever hope to be

More likely I’m just missing

The point of my ex-girlfriend’s quarantine

I’m so sick of feeling senseless

All the passion of an empty can of soup

And how exciting to bear witness

To a blank page in the book of trainwrecks that don’t move

The days just blend together

The world just falls apart

But that ain’t nothing new, now darling is it

These are strange times to be alive

These are such strange times

I’m not trying to be a buzzkill

But stop visiting octogenarians

We just make nothing out of something

I’d rather die than google “socialist”

I’ve been shooting arrows at cardboard

I don’t think I’m ready for the apocalypse

Why would you listen to my opinion

I’m not Anne Frank or her wikipedia

The days just blend together

The world just falls apart

But that ain’t nothing new, now darling is it

These are strange times to be alive

Are they all strange times?

They need to make a virus

That only targets people who hoard toilet paper

Cause Karen’s in a frenzy

And she might confuse it with her bread

But surely we’ll be sane again

Once we get out of our quarantine

Surely we’ll be in the clear

And I won’t have to hate everything

The days just blend together

The world just falls apart

But that ain’t nothing new, now darling is it

These are strange times to be alive

These are such strange times

The days burn out like candles

The seasons end and start

But there ain’t nothing new with their indifference

Turn and face the void with all your heart

Give it all your heart

TAKE MY TIME

Seems like everybody’s in a slow rush

To jump in line and synchronize their pulse

My whole life is a bland non-tragedy

If you just had some money you’d be happy like me

Work a 9 to 5, get drunk, go to sleep

Say, don’t you want to come take a piece?

Great, now sign here please

I like to complain even when I’m not right

But life is for taking and I’ll take my time

This is the part where I break the fourth wall

Cut through the clutter

And capture an entire generation of thought

Relate to my audience

Who’s that? The pressure is on

What if nobody out there ever hears this song?

Or worse, what if they do and then they take it wrong

Is there a right way to take it?

Is this verse way too long?

I think I lost what I’m saying

Fuck it, lemme just sing some nahs

Nah nah nah nah…

I like to complain even when I’m not right

It might be a pain but I’m painfully fine

And there’s no limit to what this world can devise

But life is for taking and I’ll take my time

NOTE TO SELF

You don’t have to do everything

Always tryna bite off more than you can chew

But you can do something

It’s always better when you enjoy yourself

You don’t have to be everyone

It’s a lot to try to manage one, that’s enough

But you can be someone

So own it

INSTAGRET

I’ve got to figure out what to message this girl on Instagram

It’s of paramount importance,

Innocents are suffering somewhere

As a direct result

I think my generation is a cult

We met them at the opera house

Which is not an opera house

It’s just this fucking dive bar that we like

Nickelback was playing,

And they were both debating

If it was acceptable or not

Which is clearly not a dialectic conversation

Now fast forward a couple days…

I sent an instant message

Which I instantly regretted

But she saw it when I said it, fuck my life

To be fair, it wasn’t awful

Or wickedly unlawful

She’s just not the chicken to my waffle,

Jesus Christ

I distracted myself with the weirdness of that line

But to get this back on track here

I asked her how was new year’s,

And how I could make up for not being there

She sent me winky faces

And I was like “Whoa, should I be concerned?”

And then I never heard from her again

So the next day I said sorry

For being drunk and flirty

She was like, “Hha no worries!” so it’s cool

I guess next time I’ll try harder

To try not trying harder

Until then I’ll plan to cringe in solitude

It seems that I am naked but not nude

One day when this is over

And we’re all even older,

We’ll sit around and laugh about the days

Of when all this was important

Influencers and stories

But it’s just not anymore, it’s gone away

Ever since the collapse of the internet due to solar flares, environmental calamity (not excluding melting ice caps and supervolcanoes), increased bandwidth usage during quarantine, bipartisan conflict and divisive national politics backed by big money resulting in a world war and nuclear fallout rendering the earth uninhabitable and forcing us to emigrate to the bubble on Mars before ultimately blowing that up too since we're fucking idiots and now we're floating in space anddd the Wi-Fi stopped working

Instagret

(x8)

GETAWAY GIRLS (TAKE 2)

I met a girl on Hinge and she was cute

For our first date we decided to get brunch

At a very nice restaurant

Which turned out to be a swell idea

I didn’t even have a panic attack

Maybe there’s hope for me yet