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No New York

from The One Man Band Broke Up by Ceschi

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No New York

poor big baby
you poor sad fucking baby
poor poor poor poor

poor big baby
you poor sad fucking baby
poor poor poor poor

clichés are changing
now there's nothing kitsch about you
you're just a leather face with a hard cock
blowing lines in a punk club bathroom
dreaming of 1966 bitches
the way they flocked to your dick and riches
like a pack of dogs in a fried chicken kitchen

now they're moms and leaders
gone with the wind
and you're just gonorrhea
a fraud and a peon
that never went beyond
your own ego
when the g's turn to c-notes
you can just sit and wait for the lesser of 6 million evils

this is not new york
this is not a sold out crowd
i am not a water boy
i am not your conscience

poor fucking baby

this is not new york
this is not a sold out crowd
i am not a water boy
i am not your conscience

Good Grizzly God
tell me this is not what I'll become
because i can barely stand the backstage stench of cum
that's dried on tagged couches
and if I see another cock and balls drawn on this green room wall
then i might quit.
we slept in cold sweat across the midwest
playing metal shows for drunken whores in clown suits
who couldn't care less,
lost girlfriends and jobs,
all for the love of a song,
all for the 15 minute moment of glory that's now gone.
paid with fried cheese and bad beer,
and i dont drink beer.
we grew beards
in those european vans
where fruit flies fluttered on farm fresh pears
and dead deer diaries began.
so wrap yourself in the skin of frozen bison
to protect that pretty face from the ice wind.
we try to win
but we're just humans with vices and sins
and time is spread thin
like birthday cake icing.

i tried to tell you backstage
but the women got in the way
and the drugs had already hit your brain
x3

when they reminisce over you
and speak as if your life is through
it just might be true
(pete rock and cl smooth)

this is not new york
this is not a sold out crowd
i am not a water boy
i am not your conscience

this is not new york
this is not a sold out crowd
i am not a water boy
i am not your conscience

(and i wanted to tell you backstage
but the women got in the way
and the drugs had already hit your brain
your chops just weren't the same
and you forgot the words to my favorite song
and then you forgot the chords to my second favorite
i could see it your eyes
you didn't really want to play
you were thinking about the after party
about the acid
or maybe a double blow job from those japanese twins in green room)

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from The One Man Band Broke Up, released June 27, 2010
chorus & extra vocals by Astronautalis

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Ceschi New Haven, Connecticut

Ceschi (pronounced chess-key) Ramos makes his own version of progressive hip hop spliced with elements of folk & indie rock. Although he has almost "mathy" technical rap abilities he's first and foremost a singer-songwriter at heart. Although one Ceschi song may consist of punk influenced machine gun fast raps, the next may be a quiet folk ballad played on acoustic guitar. ... more

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