Life's So Hard

by Marc With a C

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1.
You might as well dance 'cause one day we're all gonna die And you should have fun before your untimely demise You can't avoid the cold hand of death, so you should be out there enjoying yourself You might as well dance 'cause one day we're all gonna die That's right, you could be richer than God, but you're still gonna die And you don't get no online friends in the afterlife We often forget that life is short, so come over and dance on my front porch We might as well dance 'cause one day we're all gonna die And that means all of the people in business suits All the housewives addicted to tiramasu All the french actors and Gerard Depardieu They can come over and they can dance too As long as they don't bring their attitude It won't kill you to be nice 'cause you're already gonna die So cheer up, emo kid! It's only gonna get worse Wait until you have to do your own taxes and your own laundry But as for now it's all ages and admission is free Ignore your responsibilities If you pick up some jelly beans then you can come over and dance with me Nine out of ten leading dentists agree That you might as well dance 'cause one day we're all gonna die
2.
Thanks mom, thanks dad For building a world that i can't afford to live in And thanks to all you other baby-boomers What the hell were you thinking? What the hell were you thinking? You say you never sold out, say that you bought in And the day I was born was the day that you stopped being hip So thanks mom What the hell were you thinking? What the hell were you thinking? What the hell were you on? When you came up with that one? Thanks mom for the electric guitar When I was down on my lucks I just put it in the pawn shop And thanks to your ideals as an ex-hippie On a new fad diet in an SUV I tried LSD while you explained to me All the dangers I'd face while I was tripping While my pupils were bigger than the national debt They looked like saucers in the middle of my head Thanks mom for the pep talk What the hell were you thinking? What the hell were you thinking? What the hell were you on? When you came up with that one? Thanks dad for telling me I could be anything that I wanted Except for a fag It's a good thing I'm not actually sexually attracted to men Instead I write songs where I don't sing I just talk And I pretend that I'm so goddamn innovative I act like I'me the first one to come up with it It's like the beat poets never happened It's like those weird Tom Waits records don't exist And hell, Pete Townshend didn't really inspire this Thanks dad for thinking about my dick What the hell were you thinking? What the hell were you thinking? What the hell were you on? When you came up with that one?
3.
I am so disappointed that I can barely function I don't show off family photographs anymore My wife is good for nothin' Oh sure, she cleans and does the washing And she knows I like my dinner at 1700 hours sharp But the one thing I wanted in this life Was the next step in the bloodline Can't that girl do anything right? I'll slap you right across the face For doing exactly what I've said I'll lock away my daughter 'Cause I wanted a son instead You can be the perfect student I don't care what you're doin' All my patience and prudence is going to waste You can go off and worship druids My family tree is left in ruins What should I tell my firneds in the green berets? I'll slap you right across the face For doing exactly what I've said I'll lock away my daughter 'Cause I wanted a son instead You're just a military brat And I can't be a doting dad I'll lock away my daughter 'Cause I wanted a son instead I don't care about a training bra I'll leave all that to your mother No kid of mine is gonna get off easy I'll slap you right across the face For doing exactly what I've said I'll lock away my daughter 'Cause I wanted a son instead You're just a military brat And I can't be a doting dad I'll lock away my daughter 'Cause I wanted a son instead 'Cause I wanted a son instead 'Cause I wanted a son instead
4.
My parents bought me toysso I don't have to move out I talk about St. Louis and complain about the south I can only keep one firend at a time I'm every single friend that's ever left you behind I'm up on all the latest fads and I've seen all the films I'll tell you about my drug days but I still can't swallow pills When my brother was born he was dead And you remind me of the brother that I never got to have Because when you're out of sight, you're out of mind I'm every single friend that's ever left you behind My girlfriend is pretty smokin' but I flirt with other chicks When I go to a rock show I'm the first to flick my Bic I laugh about the bands when they go out of style I'm every single friend that's ever left you behind Well I ain't gonna change, no You're better off not thinking like the doctor I won't turn my head and cough You've only got your balls and your word in this life I've dated strippers, I've dated whores I've been with your girlfriend but I still need more I've gotta spread the seed far and wide I'm every single friend that's ever left you behind This isn't no confession, it's only half true I would never betray my loyalty to you But I'll play DJ in the car on long drives I know you don't like this band but you've gotta give them a try Besides, you can choose the music when it's your turn to drive I'm every single friend that's ever left you behind I've gotta go right now, I think I've told you too much I don't see you as a pal, I just use you like a crutch That helps me to ride shotgun with a path I'd love to hide I'm every single friend that's ever left you behind I'm every single friend that's ever left you behind Like every single friend
5.
I'm so sad, I've gotta write in my Live Journal And then you'll know my pain I'm so low, I've gotta send out a MySpace bulletin It's a chain letter and I'll just die if you break the chain I'm so sad, I'm fifteen Life's so hard, life's so hard I got dumped by my first girlfriend And my life's over 'cause I had to take the trash out But I didn't so I'm not allowed to Go to the Warped tour, I denounce God. I'm so sad, I'm fifteen Life's so hard, life's so hard I'm so sad, I'm fifteen Life's so hard, I can't go on But the internet is there for me When all my friends say I'm a drama queen The internets a good way to make friends Without ever having to talk to them And all the kids get together and they sing... I'm so sad, I'm fifteen Life's so hard, life's so hard I'm so sad, I'm fifteen Life's so hard, life's so hard I'm so sad, I'm fifteen Life's so hard, life's so hard for me
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I want you to come over, we'll have a sleepover We'll watch Homestar Runner and we'll play Candy Land We could play dominoes, watch our favorite TV shows I'm counting down the days until I see you again You could bring your scooter, your Hello Kitty scooter And ride it on the sidewalk and play out in the rain We could make some ice cream, gorge ourselves on icing I'm counting down the days until I see you again You snore exactly like I snore, you sound just like a bear cub Hibernating right there next to me We went to a picnic, a sweaty outdoor picnic I got hot and then you dumped some water on my head I love you no matter if it's nasty weather I'm counting down the days until I see you again You can come over anytime, call whenever you would like I love you and we'll always be the very best of friends Thanks for giving me a good reason to wake up I'm counting down the days until I see you again
7.
She was born in the Pembroke Pines But there's been a shift in the paradigm She can open mayonaise jars with just a single point Or she can evaporate it, if she gets annoyed And her friends don't understand the way she be Now that her fingers can shoot out laser beams I don't know how it started but it happened one day While she was drawing pictures on MS-Paint Her mom came in and said "when ya gonna do the dishes, Diane?" She pointed and exploded their whole damned flat So now when she gets an itch she scratches it more carefully Because her fingers can shoot out laser beams "How does it happen?" I already told you how it starts "Now what will happen?" I can't tell you that I'm just Marc With a C... I'm not that smart But she went on TV with David Letterman She blew up the studio audience She went to a rock show and did the metal salute And she produced some pyro that blew off the roof That's how she got the job working for Ozzy Because her fingers can shoot out laser beams Now she's all rockin' because we all know that laser beams rock She's rockin' with Dokken If you need a light, her fingers can give you a spark She comes out for the encore which is "Iron Man" She lights up the room like no machine can Well, she ain't all that pretty but don't tell her that She will burn your ass up right where you stand And her friends don't understand the way she be Now that her fingers can shoot out laser beams
8.
I don't care if I ever get back Or if my roommate is really addicted to smack i've got so much music that I keep on wax But my record player is broken Well, I could walk to the Mobil, I could buy some beer It's my reward for living the last twenty-one years But nothing can reduce yours truly to tears Like when his record player is broken The cars are screaming down Aloma Ave Earlier I heard two of them crash With opposing political stickeers on the back Now we know which one won the match (fucker.) But I don't care if all the voting was rigged Or if all of UCF spontaneously bombs trig Or if you bought a bunch of pot, but it was all stems and twigs My record player is broken If I took a bath, I'd just get dirty again If cleanliness is next to godliness I've been Living in my filth as well as living in sin Like a Bon Jovi single that bombed again I don't care if the sun goes out Or if the Royal Tenenbaums plant a bunch of bean sprouts Dylan's got nothing in my room to sing about When my record player is broken
9.
I went to the boat docks because the walls were bothering me I needed answers and the walls refused to talk to me I went to the boat docks but I couldn't see a thing I had to jump into the water because I couldn't be cleansed by rain What if I can't swim? What if I've forgotten how to tread? I guess I'll find out, I guess I'll find out When the water rushes up to meet my head I think I left the boat dock, but I can't remember when I didn't shed my clothes so I don't know how I left I didn't take off my shoes, I did not remove my pants I didn't empty out my pockets No, the water emptied them What if I can't swim? What if I've forgotten how to tread? I guess I'll find out, I guess I'll find out When the water rushes up to meet my head I never learned to float, my body is not a boat But it's a vehicle when it meets the undertow If I go to the boat dock, I'm never coming back It isn't up to me, so I've gotta watch my back If I go to the boat dock, at least I left you this I'll be checking up on you because I'd like to think that I'm missed What if I can't swim? What if I've forgotten how to tread? I guess I'll find out, I guess I'll find out When the water rushes up to meet my head
10.
We've all heard that story of the sad clown who wants everyone to smile I've been that sad clown, might think I'm kidding but you didn't really listen to my songs I've got a soft spot for any kitty cat with a broken leg, but forget I'm allergic Take it home and pet it, nurse it to health at my own expense And sing 1-2-3-4-5-6-1-2-3-4-5-6 I pay attention to the little things and have fallen behind the big picture of life I've been ignoring things of importance, now who's gonna fix me? Someone sing me a song for once Make the pain stop, make me feel like I'm wanted Tell my daughter I love her If the hurt gets too much and I drink myself to death All these pills I've been taking at night They make my heart sing and they're keeping me alive But they ain't got nothing on a song Music can heal, lyrics can kill Draw me a picture and use every single crayon in the box Or I'll get my ar keys and we can find a lake And stare at the evening while laying on a blanket It don't take much more than "Hello, how are you"? Just a simple phone call We don't have to make love, just hold me tonight And let me bum your cigarettes I'll sing 1-2-3-4-5-6-1-2-3-4-5-6 Someone sing me a song for once Make the pain stop, make me feel like I'm wanted Tell my daughter I love her If the hurt gets too much and I drink myself to death All these pills I've been taking at night They make my heart sing and they're keeping me alive But they ain't got nothing on a song Music can heal, lyrics can kill Break me in half, stitch me back up Kiss me for luck, help me stand up Make me a good man, a good father Make me someone you trust Someone fix me for once Someone sing me a song for once Make the pain stop, make me feel like I'm wanted Tell my daughter I love her If the hurt gets too much and I drink myself to death All these pills I've been taking at night They make my heart sing and they're keeping me alive But they ain't got nothing on a song Music can heal, lyrics can kill
11.
Now is the time, the time is now, this is me taking a final bow But I'm not done with living, I'm just done with this town So let the games begin and let the credits roll I'm not leaving yet, I forgot to turn off the stove... Okay, I shut the stove off So write this down in your blog: It's time to leave, it's time to say so long Do what you want, I'll do as I please If you get what you give, how can I expect to receive? I think it's everybody else, but they all think the problem is me Take off my clothes, it's time for bed, I'm fucking shit up like I've got tourette's But it's not all the cursing, it's just the fact that I vent So dry off your face, it's time for work, but it's party time for the republican jerks Well, wait a second. I heard that they stopped the war... But my intelligence was wrong So write this down in your blog I walk real slow while the whole world jogs The washer was broke so I bought Febreze If you get what you give, how can I expect to receive? I think it's everybody else, but they all think the problem is me Go seek some help, get on some pills, it's a sure-fire cure for the mentally ill I'm not addicted to them, they're just what the doctor prescribed... It's even legal to take these suckers before I drive! So write this down in your blog: It's time to leave, it's time to say so long Do what you want, I'll do as I please If you get what you give, how can I expect to receive? I think it's everybody else, but they all think the problem is me

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A somewhat satirical lo-fi album about "those damn kids".

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released August 1, 2006

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Marc With a C Orlando, Florida

For 20 years, DIY indie pop singer-songwriter-storyteller Marc With a C has devoted himself to making raw, lo-fi music about a hi-def world.

Through countless original albums, EPs and live recordings, Marc With a C uses infectious melodies and salty language to tell the stories of a generation caught between the analog and digital worlds.
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