about
Another traditional punk piece, but played with lyrics made up with no real meaning or care put behind them. I personally love the lyrics because of how silly they are, even if the music is forced to the background for once. Contains what I believe to be my most comedic line yet: "Eternal Happiness, and alcohol."
lyrics
Roaches on the ground, eagles in the air
Ants make a mound, mauled by a bear
Catch a flying fish, now make a wish
Eternal happiness, and alcohol
Roaches on the ground, eagles in the air,
doggies at the pound, time to meet the mayor
He's a nice fellow, fat as a pillow,
King of the city, not worth a crown
Roaches on the ground, eagles in the air,
look what I found, looks like a pear
take a bite, be a parasite
taste delicious, and kinda crunchy
Roaches on the ground, eagles in the sky
goin' round and round, eating lots of pie
Don't understand, here's the master plan:
Gonna rob you blind, then I'm gonna find
Roaches on the ground, eagles in the air
On the base mound, game isn't fair
I'm a great liar, set the ground on fire
Don't know why I bother, this is your lair
Roaches on the ground, eagles in the air! (continuous with incoherent rambling)
credits
from
Flea Punk,
released October 4, 2014
All credits remain the same
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