Motherfuckers Be Bullshittin'

by Marc With a C

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1.
I will one day give up on you, it could be tomorrow I've already considered it, but I'm loyal to a fault When your body goes out on you then I wont have to bother With any more failed references, I can say what I want I will try to just stop and if I succeed Then I'm not stopping anything That's not what "stop" means I will try to just stop Always trying to please I can't keep taking into account how I make you feel When trolling and negativity are the styles of the times? The most punk rock thing to do is just be nice I will one day give up on you, it could be tomorrow I've already considered it, but I'm loyal to a fault When your body goes out on you then I wont have to bother With any more failed references, I can say what I want I will try to just stop and if I succeed Then I'm not stopping anything That's not what "stop" means I will try to just stop Always trying to please I can't keep taking into account how I make you feel
2.
I'll take you out to a clambake I'll take you to see Neko Case I'll take you back to my place I'll take you and cum on your face I'll fluff your pillow before sex Look you in the eye and not the chest I'm glad you let me touch your breast Because you're the girl that I like best You're my fuckin' princess I'll pay for your tummy tuck No matter how many bucks I will make you say "aw, shucks" When I kiss you before we fuck I'll fluff your pillow before sex Look you in the eye and not the chest I'm glad you let me touch your breast Because you're the girl that I like best You're my fuckin' princess I can't get you off my mind I've gotta get you on my jock And I can't get you off But I don't mind if you fake it Because it's less work for me I'll fluff your pillow before sex Look you in the eye and not the chest I'm glad you let me touch your breast Because you're the girl that I like best You're my fuckin' princess
3.
Stuck in a small town in Wisconsin And I practically own stock in Johnson & Johnson Had the blues ever since my baby left My gums were all pink, now they're totally red Since I left my baby, I can't stop flossing For three weeks straight, my lonely ass Has been all about string that's minty and waxed Feelin' so low, feelin' so weak All I'm doing lately is cleaning my teeth The only distraction from my personal hell Is paying too much attention to my dental health Since I left my baby, I can't stop flossing For three weeks straight, my lonely ass Has been all about string that's minty and waxed
4.
Graphic novels on the bed, someone sleeping in your lap You can't juggle so you confide the abilities you lack So you've told him where you've been and where you're going to You sketch out a picture of Billy Corgan and take off for a week or two Now, I know that you can't hide for too long You won't brush your hair and you hate to sleep along But tonight? (Tonight, tonight) You've got instant messenger Goodnight Miss Oliver, where ever you may lie Since you got knocked up, I hope it's all going alright You can live vicariously through someone else Instead of taking off as soon as you can be yourself I remember the stories of what your father did And other tales that kept changing when you didn't like the end Your brother always seemed like a stand up guy But the rest of the saga was so fantastic, it had to be a lie A homeless little waif in elementary walls But anybody who looks like you can never be alone for long Goodnight Miss Oliver, where ever you may lie Since you got knocked up, I hope it's all going alright You can live vicariously through someone else Instead of taking off as soon as you can be yourself Goodnight Miss Oliver, on this cold Texas night A vegan bakery waits for you in the dawnzer lee light Take care Miss Oliver, and no matter what you do Be sure one day that your children can keep better track of you
5.
I didn't question much at first The answers only made it worse So now I'll ask you, face-to-screen (As close as I can get, at least): "Are you still someone's daughter?" "Could hell be any hotter?" I've been sweating out this water weight while waiting to see what you'll say "Did you mean a word you said?" "Were you really in that wreck?" "If you really broke your wrist, how the hell are you typing?" This is not what I signed up for I don't know the deal anymore or if there was a deal at all If you aren't who you used to be, then why are you keeping tabs on me? I didn't ask, I don't know how There's no right answer anyhow The word revolved around your mouth, where everything goes sour This is not what I signed up for I don't know the deal anymore or if there was a deal at all If you aren't who you used to be, then why are you keeping tabs on me? If you grew up as you suggest, why do you keep on saying "yes"?
6.
I want to hurt you and change your skin From a natural bandage to something full of rips I want to make your brown eyes turn over to red Branded and bedridden You can have your own room, but I'm sharing it with you I am going to hit you where you live You want to be in pain, but you don't know it yet I am going to hit you where you live I want to scare you and you need my wants I ought to feel guilty for all that I've done But I can't red your cues or your facial tics So I am going to hit you where you live You can have your own room, but I'm sharing it with you I am going to hit you where you live You want to be in pain, but you don't know it yet I am going to hit you where you live I can tell by your footfall You've never had a home at all But I am here to help you, you'll have a new start I am going to hit you where you live
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When it all gets too much that's when I need a reminder That it's all a test, if it's all a test You can say it isn't real but I can always track you Through your web adress like a cyberterrorist If I take a walk outside then something's gonna get me With my headphones on, when Dada's on Take a nuaghty picture of yourself and watch it come up In some search results, you just can't indulge Everybody's official position is "we're safe as we've ever been" But I don't believe them Motherfuckers Be Bullshittin' If you say something online that wasn't meant for me And I'm caught reading it, you'd say I'm creepin' it You're the one that typed it out and didn't make it private You know the world wide web is in everybody's den Everybody's official position is "we're safe as we've ever been" But I don't believe them Motherfuckers Be Bullshittin' You can't delete a thing these days because someone has archived it All of our regrets are totally public You can take a break and maybe go for some fresh air But you're still traceable through your sparkly cell phone Everybody's official position is "we're safe as we've ever been" But I don't believe them Motherfuckers Be Bullshittin'
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Once I was known for slingin' bean pies I needed a way to offset my muslim ties And the body of Christ was makin' me feel like a cannibal Though when he's leavened, he's often times delectable I was lost in a scary ass world and I couldn't find my way I thought that Judaism was based on what Judy Blume said But thanks to you, O Great One, I can finally sleep at night And I can't wait for you to get thawed from your block of ice Yes, I love my little Squiddy, though you're not little at all And even though you're frozen, I can still hear your call You took on the Megalodon just to save my wicked soul Squiddy, Squiddy, Squiddy, rock and roll I was a Mormon for awhile just to get my own star I was a Rugratian with all due praise to Reptar The necronomicon made for one sleepless night But lately, Squiddy's been making me feel all right I love my little Squiddy, though you're not little at all And even though you're frozen, I can still hear your call You took on the Megalodon just to save my wicked soul Squiddy, Squiddy, Squiddy, rock and roll It don't matter how he tastes, because he just wants your praise And if you don't give it then you'll soon be shiverin' all through meetin' your icy fate You must repent before the four horsesquids of the apocalypse Spin their plankton covered webs all over your sins I love my little Squiddy, though you're not little at all And even though you're frozen, I can still hear your call You took on the Megalodon just to save my wicked soul Squiddy, Squiddy, Squiddy, rock and roll Squiddy, Squiddy, Squiddy, rock and roll Squiddy, Squiddy, Squiddy, rock and roll
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This bullshit pop keeps me up at night I don't think I'm doing it right But who's to say what's right? If it's all just record sales, then we're all fucked I look at those that inspire me Then I look at my own abilities And I wonder how I thought I could ever run with the big dogs Then I'm reminded of what's hot It's all a checklist of all that I am not I write my own songs, I play guitar At least I'm showing up at all I made a bunch of enemies Most of which I met professionally We should bury the hatchet We're all leeching off of the same twelve notes And maybe we can start a cover band We'll be the Kindergarten Steely Dan Most of us ain't doing too hot on our own We're all a little misunderstood So we could start one big ass supergroup It's okay to have an ego As long as everybody gets a turn And I don't really care what songs we play As long as everything's gonna be okay Life's too short not to try to start your own cult once We can split the t-shirt sales And tell the trolls to go to hell If they don't like it, they can play by the rules And write a diss track for some message board I made a bunch of enemies Most of which I met professionally We should bury the hatchet We're all leeching off of the same twelve notes And maybe we can start a cover band We'll be the Kindergarten Steely Dan Most of us ain't doing too hot on our own Don't start no shit, won't be no shit If there's no contract, then there's no contract to argue And every night is a night off You can have all the "plus ones" you want If you say you're a band then you're a band We don't even have to play note one I made a bunch of enemies Most of which I met professionally We should bury the hatchet We're all leeching off of the same twelve notes And maybe we can start a cover band We'll be the Kindergarten Steely Dan Most of us ain't doing too hot on our own
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Brian says he's gonna go home early Jenny says she's never gonna quit They were flippin' burgers at the same place And often sharing the same bed Jenny lived inside the stucco suburbs Brain lived inside a trailer park They both came from the same side of the tracks But now Jenny is a lawyer We could all do better than we're doing right now We're just doing all the right things wrong Let's stop dumbing things down because people are dumb And say the Mayan calendar is running out Brian buys his plywood at home depot Jenny hires contractors now He prefers his Xbox to Jenny's chardonnay And also does peyote when he can Jenny takes vacations to the mountains Brain walks up to the library To use free internet to IM Jenny Who gets her texts beamed right into her head Whoo! Now they're both freaking out about the weather Their acting like the world's about to end But if it did, all the payments they sent in For their car and phone are totally wasted They've probably got a couple of good years left But you probably shouldn't take that from me Because I don't really care how it all works out The jig was up after the fur traders and priests We could all do better than we're doing right now We're just doing all the right things wrong Let's stop dumbing things down because people are dumb And say the Mayan calendar is running out

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"Motherfuckers Be Bullshittin' is a story told by Marc With a C.

Meet Brian, a chauvinistic twentysomething fry cook/frustrated musician living in a small Wisconsin town. When he loses his effervescent yet obsessive law-student girlfriend, Jenny Oliver, to his wanton arrogance, he dives headlong into numerous obsessions, despite her insistent pleas and her advice on how to become slightly more prepossessing. These fascinations include constant flossing, attacking people through anonymous message boards and long-winded missives to his lost love. At Brian's lowest moment, he is visited by a vision of The Great Squiddy, which leads him to the solution he's been searching for. That solution? How to fix his rather messy and unnecessarily dramatic local music scene so that it can begin a cult to worship The Great One and sing the praises of Squiddy... together."

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released June 21, 2011

All songs written, performed & produced by Marc Sirdoreus. Photographs by Patrick Scott Bell. Art layout by Chris Zabriskie. Story conceived by Marc Sirdoreus.

Motherfuckers Be Bullshittin' would not have been possible without the invaluable assistance and inspiration provided by: Domenico Marini, Anna Emilie, Emmit Dobbyn, Nicole Sirdoreus, Patrick Scott Bell, Chris Zabriskie, Lando Samuel Elliot and Todd Hunter. All praise to The Great Squiddy.

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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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