Lyrics:
of the future,
Past made useless cause I'm dying now,
Communal tyranny, a jail that bleeds our wrists.
Motown, Motown junk
I laughed when Lennon got shot,
Twenty
In 1925 she stole the show
But that was many, many years ago
Abandoned in a pile of useless junk
I found her never to be lost again
While I'm
There's nothing more important than family
Why do you need cars and women
And other useless junk?
If you don't have the family
Then without it
sophisticate
Of culture and intelligence
The culmination of technology
And civilized experience
But I'm carrying the weight of all the useless junk
A modern man
an American town
In an American town
Days come and go
But it ends, windows closed
And the scent of your perfume's on me
You're useless with your phone
Get all buff, prance around in your shortest shorts
Buy hip-hop albums from aggressive bums
It doesn't cost to listen
Or browse useless junk, actually
of the day
Junk, a phony style, that never goes out of fashion
Junk, the decoy to which we pray
You can't take it with you
Have to leave it behind
So useless
Data, Datum, Compression, Stratum…
Brain capacity depleted
Synapse elasticity defeated
Shelves stocked
With dusty books
Useless things
In every
of the family dog dressed as a Muppet
From High School marching band my old broken trumpet
It's where the useless items go
It's like a junk drawer for your home
ya wasting mine
'Cause I'm always reading, always deleting
Every useless piece of garbage that you send my way
Every stupid hoax all those corny
where the salt junk smells strong
And H is the halyards we hoist with a song
(Chorus)
I's for the eyebolts, good for the feet
J's for the jibs that stand
As the light creeps in the hall
And the dust-mites wait to feed
The old black rat designs his palace
Nestled in amongst the filth
He gathers junk
passed them in line?
Silly people, doing silly things to their minds.
It's Useless.
It's Useless
Funny how life changes
Whether planned or accidental
Oh,
You can hide what you can't seek
You can't stop the words spread
You think you're tough
Just another useless charm
You can be so really rough
For a month I was punk
For a month I had no luck
For a drunk I was young
For a kid right to the
For a month I was punk
I remembered all my junk
Younger
Take me to the junk yard
Throw me in the pile with others
I have broken down beyond repair
System overload
There's a bug inside the code
Of my
Time flies by, we're mostly nothing
Can't get stuck in a useless something
Life is just a beautiful delay
Life is just a beautiful delay
Nanananananana
my treasure trail
Hootie tootie disco cutie
Useless man
Spunk your junk in my trunk
Handbag punk spunk your junk
Point your erection in my direction
trail
Hootie tootie disco cutie
Useless man
Sling your junk in my trunk
Handbag Punk sling your junk
Point your affection in my direction
Handbag Punk
junk that you find some life in
Dead orchestras
Will you forgive our numerous failures
And the fact that these songs were mostly about ourselves?
'Cause
useless (Like this one)
I don't want to go anywhere
I've been to the Acropolis (1959)
I sat on the old stones
And was photographed with a woman (1970)
Who
to the top
they're gonna fill your little head with useless junk
and that fifteen-minute fame is never enough
so don't let yourself fall for material stuff
like Old Yeller
You're just about as useless as JPEGs to Hellen Keller
It's all about the Pentiums, yeah (it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's
like Old Yeller
You're just about as useless as JPEGs to Hellen Keller
It's all about the Pentiums, yeah (it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's
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