1. |
Mundane
03:17
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It's six o' clock and I just broke my alarm clock
Impressions, who needs them? I have my caffeine
The field has been evacuated, how was I to play?
The jealousy of others is getting just a bit mundane
I was workin' my way through my twenties for a wage
But I'd rather come home to someone for a change
My self esteem made me snort a can of Raid
Neil Young was wrong, a man doesn't need a maid
What he needs is someone with no damaged goods
Interchangeable moods so things never get borin'
And someone who'll laugh at his stupid jokеs
It's 5pm and I'm in the rush hour car
And I wonder why stations all play commercials at thе same time
What am I rushin' home to if I don't even have cable
Let alone someone to lay all my sarcasm on?
A nice home-cooked meal is what I crave
And a back window for my car to keep out the rain
My self esteem made me snort a can of Raid
And I'm watchin' my youth drip like urine down the drain
And what I need is someone with no damaged goods
Interchangeable moods so things never get borin'
And someone to laugh at my stupid jokes
I was runnin' my way through my twenties for a wage
But I'd rather come home to someone for a change
My self esteem made me snort a can of Raid
And I'm watchin' my youth drip like urine down the drain
And what I need is someone with no damaged goods
Interchangeable moods so things never get borin'
And someone to laugh at my stupid jokes
What I need is someone with no damaged goods
Interchangeable moods so things never get borin'
And someone to laugh at my stupid jokes
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2. |
Groupie Sex
01:58
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I don't want you to love me
And I don't want your groupie sex
And I don't care if you need me
Please don't let it get more complex
Than it needs to be
Why can't you see
That I am just too breakable?
An orgasm is fakeable
And I didn't cry when you left
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I can't stand the temptation
Or the allure of groupie sex
I've done an evaluation
And I'm unhappy with your chest
But when I sing I break that twig
That grows inside your cranium
So, please take this geranium
And please just help me fix this mess
The mess that comes from groupie sex
Now I don't wanna cheat on my girlfriend
Wait a second I'm a single man
But honestly I'd nail anyone but you
Does it mean I'm kinda nailin' you, too?
Rock!
Na-nanananananana
Nananananananana
Nananananananana
Nananananananana
When I sing I break that twig
That grows inside your cranium
So, please take this geranium
And please just help me fix this mess
The mess that comes from groupie sex
The mess that comes from groupie sex
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3. |
Left For Her
02:05
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Well, there's a lot of reasons I don't wanna talk to you
And one of them is your new girlfriend
I didn't waste any time
When I found you like an idiot
I hope you make the same mistake
So here's to hoping
She breaks your will to live
And you sleep alone like me
Or maybe you'll pick up
The phone and try to call me
And I'll laugh as hard
As hard can be
Because you left me for a woman
And now you're getting fat
And I could not be happier that your hips are boomin'
And you're gettin' so fat
Oh, so fat
Now therе are times when I miss you
But I'm glad that I dissеd you
Before your growth spurt stopped
Now your cheeks are turning pinkish
And your tummy's turning piggish
You could roll around in slop
Now I'm no spring chicken
It's not my ego trippin'
But you need to quit all of your finger lickin'
You used to make fun of my gut
But now you've got a lot of your own
You've got a lot of guts
To leave me for a woman
And go and get so fat
Well, I could not be happier that your hips are boomin'
And you're gettin' so fat
Oh, so fat
You left me for a woman
And now you're getting fat
And I could not be happier that your hips are boomin'
And you're gettin' so fat
Oh, so fat
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4. |
Victoria's Girls
02:33
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I know Victoria's secret
She keeps it under lock and key
Away from me
But all I had to do was ask for it
And she would let me see
I stained up Brenda's garters
And I just found them underneath my drawer
But I wasn't sure
If they had ever belonged to her in high school
I was known as a whore
Let me tell you all a story 'bout a man named Jed
Cause I get my share of cookie crumbs in my bed
And you might not think it's easy being so undesirable
I got a book full of secrets about all of Victoria's girls
I stained up Brenda's nightgown
The one that's still got imprints of her breasts
Oh, what a mess
Even when the girl was sleeping she would always dress to impress
I just found Stacey's lip gloss
She used to keep her mouth so slick
But now she's turning tricks
Oh, but when the girl was twelve
She could stop a line of traffic
Let me tell you all a story 'bout a man named Jed
Cause I get my share of cookie crumbs in my bed
And you might not think it's easy being so undesirable
I got a book full of secrets about all of Victoria's girls
Let me tell you women, you had better dress up
If you wanna get with me you'd better look like a slut
Cause just your naked body ain't doin' a thing for me
You gotta dress up like a hooker if you wanna do anything with me
I'm gonna tell all ya' all a story about a man named Jed
Who was a poor mountaineer who couldn't keep his family fed
And he didn't think it easy being so undesirable
He didn't have a book full of secrets about all of Victoria's girls
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5. |
Laura, I Need Medicine
04:31
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Got a crush on a girl
Named Donna Pinciotti
And I wanna take her home
And play a badass game of Yahtzee
Her real name is Laura
And I just want another chance
To not make so much noise
Next time I'm goin' through her trash
I'd make her a bowl of soup
Just to hear the girl say thanks
I'd bet fifteen million dollars
That she shags like a Manx
But I'm just a normal guy
So I'll never get the chance
To undo her polyester blouse
And get into those seventies pants
Oh, Laura I need medicine
Laura be my vicodin
Laura you're my demerol
I wanna wash you down with alcohol
Laura bе my nembutal
Laura you're my tuinol
Laura is my bag of reds
Oh, Laura is my favoritе redhead
I'm not obsessed
But I just got a tattoo
Of your name across my bicep
And if you don't have minty breath
I would get you a pack of Trident
We could dress up like Kiss
I wouldn't mind doin' your make-up
Or we could talk about Eric
And all the things that caused your break-up
And I even loved you
In that stupid GAP commercial
And if for a second
You might allow me to get personal
I kept a used tube of lipstick
You once threw away
And now I'm gonna clone ya'
Using your lips' DNA
Oh, Laura I need medicine
Laura be my vicodin
Laura you're my demerol
I wanna wash you down with alcohol
Laura be my nembutal
Laura you're my tuinol
Laura is my bag of reds
Oh, Laura is my favorite redhead
I used to have another celebrity crush
She went by the name of Drew Berrymore
You might have heard of her before
She was in a lot of bad nineties movies
But one day that crush faded
I fell asleep in San Diego
And I awoke
After having a horrible, horrible dream
About her
Shaving off my pubic hairs
While humming the
Tune to some obscure Smashing Pumpkins b-side
Named “Slunk”
Oh, it freaked me out
But I got over it really quick
And I was down in the dumps for months, though
What brought me back?
Laura Prepon
Now the skies are sunny
And we all have more traditional family values
My life would be nothing without you, Laura
Laura...
I need medicine
And a question crossed my mind
While I watched your rerun tapes
I just gotta know
Does the carpet match the drapes?
Laura I need medicine
Laura be my vicodin
Laura you're my demerol
I wanna wash you down with alcohol
Laura be my nembutal
Laura you're my tuinol
Laura is my bag of reds
Oh, Laura let me give you head
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6. |
Not There At All
02:41
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Your favorite albums make me swoon
I gotta clean my ears to sing for you
But time and space get in our way
You parted your teeth just to say that
This year has been so hard
And you can't say anything that you don't mean
You thought I'd forget about your birthday
I couldn't do anything quite so mean
I only know how to speak this fast
When I'm covering up the fact
That the truth of the matter is that I don't know
What I'm talking about
So if you wanna be tucked in, you wanna be bathed
I can do those things
And I can always stick around
Not ever being there at all
My incentive to quit cigarettes
Is somewhere in Georgia, I must admit
It wouldn't matter if it were Gеrmany
I still couldn't make my lighter work
It doesn't work as wеll as words that
I mean but I oughta say
Like cliche "I love you" sentences
My house is kinda messy but I'll clean it for you
I only know how to speak this fast
When I'm covering up the fact
That the truth of the matter is that I don't know
What I'm talking about
So if you wanna be tucked in, you wanna be bathed
I can do those things
And I can always stick around
Not ever being there at
All I ever wanted was
Someone who'd inspire love songs
So I could mean them for once
I only know how to speak this fast
When I'm covering up the fact
That the truth of the matter is that I don't know
What I'm talking about
So if you wanna be tucked in, you wanna be bathed
I can do those things
And I can always stick around
Not ever being there at all
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7. |
A Very Special Episode
03:11
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I compare this to
A fork stuck in the road
It's hard to separate us
When we're cut from the same mold
And I could have made a joke
To try and make you laugh
And take the first step
To let the past just be the past
But we were the same car
But in two different lanes
But I'm too much of a lawyer
To take a bit of blame
You're a beautiful seagull
And I'm an Alka-Seltzer bar
You're just like the frog
I kept trapped in a jar
So this is the cliffhanger
Now the season's complete
We might get back together
On next year's sweeps
And all of the viewers
Are feeling shortchanged
By two more lovers
Indefinitely estranged
I had too much to think last night
I worked up the courage to fight
Now I'm the cheese that stands alone
You can call me provolone
I can't believe that I
Was so mean to you
I called you names
I was browbeating you
So this is the cliffhanger
Now the season's complete
We might get back together
On next year's sweeps
And all of the viewers
Are feeling shortchanged
By two more lovers
Indefinitely estranged
We were on the same plane
But in different classes
Flying to different ends
Of this planet's axis
We were two disc jockeys
On opposing stations
Now I have to play doctor
With a different patient
So this is the cliffhanger
Now the season's complete
We might get back together
On next year's sweeps
And all of the viewers
Are feeling shortchanged
By two more lovers
Indefinitely estranged
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8. |
Melena
02:26
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Melena
Someone with your eyes
Should never have to take the time
To ever talk to a guy
Like me that vies for your attention
And asks you so many questions
To find out what you are like
Melena
You don't follow indie masses
I wanna drive you to all your classes
And you don't even wear glasses
But you've got green eyes
And that together with your smile
And a guy like me could become a stalker
And I wanna wring your shirt into a glass
To swallow all your bеads of sweat
If I could write music as beautiful as you arе
Maybe you'd notice me
Melena
I know you're painfully shy
But there's a magnetic pull to your side
And it keeps me ramblin' on all night
About the way you flip your hair
Your blue and purple hair
My mother wouldn't even care if
I wanna ring your shirt into a glass
To swallow all your beads of sweat
If I could write music as beautiful as you are
Maybe you'd notice me
Melena
Oh Melena
Oh Melena
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Melena
Why won't you call me back?
I wrote my number on your cigarette pack
Well I'm smitten and that's a fact
That you have probably noticed
A heart like mine is always brokest
And it's ailing for your...patch?
Oh Melena
Oh Melena
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
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9. |
Why Don't Girls Like Me?
03:10
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Did you ever wake up
With the prospect
That nobody of
The opposite sex
Is gonna call you
When you get home from work?
And did you ever spend a day off by yourself
Because nobody of
The opposite sex
Cared if you were
Free that night or not?
Well, if so, I think that you and I should go bowling
And moan about our problems and our exes and our break ups
And where we keep on goin' wrong
Maybe it's the fact that I'm slightly overweight
Or all the girls that want me are underage
Oh, maybe...
Oh, just maybe...
Oh, why don't girls likе me?
Oh, why don't girls like me?
Oh, why don't girls likе me that way?
Someone asked me what kind of girl I might seek
I said I'd settle
For one who likes me
And she says
"I guess I'm not your type"
Cause girls are fickle
And maybe that's why
They'd rather gouge out
Their own eyes
With a toothpick than to ever take me home
Oh, why don't girls like me?
Oh, why don't girls like me?
Oh, why don't girls like me that way?
Did you notice that I just changed keys?
Well, girls don't care about things like these
But, if you did can I take you home for something to eat?
I gotta a ragged-out car so it's not much fun
To go crusin' 'round in the Florida sun
But I got the coolest record collection that you're ever gonna see
We could get a bottle of Boone's Farms
And you could fall asleep in my arms
Oh, why don't girls like me?
Oh, why don't girls like me?
Oh, why don't girls like me that way?
Oh, why don't girls like me?
Oh, why don't girls like me?
Oh, why don't girls like me that way?
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10. |
Human Slushy
03:27
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Sixteen year-old human slushy
Just now comfortable in her own skin
Comes out of the woodwork and verbalizes
Hopin' that the words will stick but
Boy, you'd better grow out of this phase
There's some things in life that you just can't have
But you're lonely and that's the trouble with things
Keep burning yourself on the same frying pans
And she's calling just enough to keep you guessing
And saying just enough to make you want her
And she's keeping you from getting anything done
With each fantasy you bring your own hurt
Oh, your own hurt
College girl’s indie rock princess
She wants to put you at the top of her Simplex
You've all taken her home after shows
So I already know that
Boy, you can't get into this phase
You can't keep her if you broke up your band
But she's lonely and that's the trouble with things
You never thought you were this kind of man
And she's calling just enough to keep you guessing
And saying just enough to make you want her
And she's keeping you from getting anything done
With each fantasy you bring your own hurt
Oh, your own hurt
Cause I've stretched my libido past the breaking point
I'm 24 and I can't keep my hands off of myself
Schizophrenic barstool hotties
I don't care if you notice that I'm alive
I know it's best to keep my distance
So you can keep your coke and your smile but
Boy, I'm glad I grew out of that phase
Now I can just look back and laugh
But if you're lonely and that's the trouble with things
There's an attitude I don't understand
If she's calling just enough to keep you guessing
And saying just enough to make you want her
She's keeping you from getting anything done
With each fantasy
And she's calling just enough to keep you guessing
And saying just enough to make you want her
And she's keeping you from getting anything done
With each fantasy you bring your own hurt
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11. |
Well Fucked Sailor
03:57
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I saw the girl I'm seein'
Seein' three guys at once
And I saw in all eight of their eyes
The reasons that I'm scared of ever
Fallin' in love
And I'm still seein' her
I'm still kissin' her
Despite these awkward feelings I feel
I'm seein' all of her flaws
I'm seein' my mistakes
And I'm seein' I was wrong
I saw the girl that gave birth to my daughter
Lyin' in a hospital gown
Just another shinin' example
Of takin' that bottle and drinkin' it down
And she's doin' fine
And they're doin' fine
If you can call it that, they're doin' fine
She took my little girl away from me
And I sleep alone
And I sleep all day
And I'm tired of feelin' awkward
And I'm tired of feelin' this used
Tired of only ever bein' attracted to
The most fucked-up girl in any given room
I saw my mother gettin' smacked around
By this guy that didn't really even want her around
And I was a little to young to do much of anything
But I see a little of that
In how I treat girls today
And my age is constantly increasin'
My libido is slowly decreasin'
It doesn't want an audience
But it knows that all the world's a stage
And it's tired of feelin' awkward
And it's tired of feelin' this used
Tired of only ever bein' attracted to
The most fucked-up girl in any given room
Well, I'm tryin' to quit drinkin'
And I'm tryin' to quit smokin'
Tryin' to kick my ass into simply cleanin' up my house
And just make myself a better person
For my sake
For your sake
For my daughter's sake
And hell, for the world's sake
But I'd be better off in a trailer lately
I'm nothin' but a well-fucked sailor lately
I'm actin' so dumb
I oughta be beaten
I should be cooked
And then be eaten
I'm tired of feelin' awkward
And I'm tired of feelin' this used
Tired of only every bein' attracted to
The most fucked-up girl in any given room
I saw the girl I'm seein'
Seein' three guys at once
And I saw in all eight of their eyes
The reasons that I'm scared of ever
Fallin' in love
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12. |
Charles In Charge
00:58
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The new boy in the neighborhood
Lives upstairs and it’s understood that
He’s there just to take good care of me
Like he’s one of the family
Charles in charge
Of our days and our nights
Charles in charge
Of our wrongs and our rights
And I see I want Charles in charge of me
Charles in charge
Of our days and our nights
Charles in charge
Of our wrongs and our rights
And I see I want Charles in charge of me
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14. |
Marc With a C Orlando, Florida
For 21 years, Marc With a C was a persona portrayed by Marc Sirdoreus, bridging the gap between analog and digital worlds,
using low fidelity pop music as communication.
On 1/16/21, Phase One ended, planned for over 10 years. As Marc began his “intermission” a mere coincidence saw him battle illnesses, born of cancer.
Phase Two began 2/22/22 with THANATAOPHOBIA on Needlejuice Records!
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