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Warning: If you are looking for a happy-pants emotionally uplifting song, this is NOT IT. I wrote this after a particularly frustrating week at work. The kind when you feel like you might just go postal. We all have those weeks, I think. Anyway, I get these periodic frustrations our through my music, and this is the result. It was greatly cathartic.
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Lyrics
Racerat
The train is movin’ about 5 miles and hour
Crawlin’ like a snail and creakin’ like a glacier
For a “town that never sleeps” this one could use a break
She’s a moanin’ like a mistress at her sugar daddy’s wake
The wheels of the world could use a little grease
Creaking and a bitchin’, strainin’ at the pressure
The weight presses down, breakin’ it’s back
Just lemme get to work or I’m gonna get the sack
I’m a Racerat runnin’ on a wheel
Forgettin’ how to love or how to feel
Lights never change, the ticking of the clock
Drivin’ is insane and my car is a prison
Packed in the grid like a joker in a box
I scream out of the window, tell the world how much this sucks
One of these days my switch might flip
Lose my shit complete like Michael Douglas in that movie
Light up every asshole who tries to slow me down
Then they’d pick up the pace in this piece of shit town
I’m a Racerat runnin’ on a wheel
Learnin’ how to hate and how to steal
Fight for every nickel that they toss my way
Edgin’ out the losers and the weak and the moral
Heaven may belong, in the end, to the meek
But my money’s on this hustler every day of the week
This line never moves and I’m stuck at the fuckin’ store
Morons makin’ change and pushin’ the buttons
Any line you pick, it’s always the same
Make it easy for me baby put a bullet in my brain
I’m a Racerat runnin’ on a wheel
Forgettin’ how to love or how to feel
The train is movin’ about 5 miles and hour
Crawlin’ like a snail and creakin’ like a glacier
For a “town that never sleeps” this one could use a break
She’s a moanin’ like a mistress at her sugar daddy’s wake
The wheels of the world could use a little grease
Creaking and a bitchin’, strainin’ at the pressure
The weight presses down, breakin’ it’s back
Just lemme get to work or I’m gonna get the sack
I’m a Racerat runnin’ on a wheel
Forgettin’ how to love or how to feel
Lights never change, the ticking of the clock
Drivin’ is insane and my car is a prison
Packed in the grid like a joker in a box
I scream out of the window, tell the world how much this sucks
One of these days my switch might flip
Lose my shit complete like Michael Douglas in that movie
Light up every asshole who tries to slow me down
Then they’d pick up the pace in this piece of shit town
I’m a Racerat runnin’ on a wheel
Learnin’ how to hate and how to steal
Fight for every nickel that they toss my way
Edgin’ out the losers and the weak and the moral
Heaven may belong, in the end, to the meek
But my money’s on this hustler every day of the week
This line never moves and I’m stuck at the fuckin’ store
Morons makin’ change and pushin’ the buttons
Any line you pick, it’s always the same
Make it easy for me baby put a bullet in my brain
I’m a Racerat runnin’ on a wheel
Forgettin’ how to love or how to feel
Youra
I guess, yes, you're a RaceRat. Suits you, sir. Grundgy mood for kinda punky ballad (oxymoronic ?). Top notch, man. Fucking download doesn't work, I wanted this in my pod to go to work ! Will have set me in the appropriate mood (killing everybody). Excellent, will come back.