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Olde Poppyes

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Another song about how other people are ruining everything, and how we want to ruin them in return.

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OLDE POPPYES, by The Bloat

How quickly one goes from favorite to the garbage can
How quickly one fades into obscurity in this horrid land
Take from me this rind of cheese
Take from me this bottle of piss

How quickly one goes from favorite to the garbage can
How quickly the flesh is slapped right off of your hand
In this land who is a man and who is woman and who can be so free and see the way today anyway

You ruined it!

We could have been such wonderful friends
But you ruined it
We could have had such a wonderful time
But you ruined it

The stains won’t come out
The fluid came right out of your mouth
The stains won’t come out
The blood won’t stop pouring out

Fetid memories dipped in rancid vegetable oil
Dripping down
Who will clean up the mess?
I thought you were the best
But you’re just like all the rest
I’m wearing a handsome vest

We could have been such wonderful friends
But you ruined it
It started out lovely but then in the end
Of course you ruined it

I went to the ancient kingdom of India
To swim in the Ganges
But there were piranhas when I got in the water
And I lost a phalanges

Oh! There’s nothing I won’t do
To ruin things with you
Will you ruin things too?
Of course you will

We could have been such wonderful friends
But you ruined it
It started out lovely but then in the end
Of course you ruined it

I went to the forest to forage for meaning
But all I found was shit
Then I went to the desert and talked to the lizard
He told me I should quit

Oh! There’s nothing I won’t do
To ruin things with you
Will you ruin things too?
Well you fucking already did.

This isn’t a song it’s a method of torture
Because I hate you
I thought of a future when you didn’t ruin it

My hate is soft like a fuzzy brick
My hate is warm like pile of shit
My feelings change it’s hit or miss
I guess with you I missed

My hate is cool like a frozen corpse
My hate comes cheap like a dirty whore
My hate is crippled it limps along
Like the second verse in this fucking song that goes just a little bit too long

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from The Bloat, released May 23, 2018

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