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For The Loss
02:01
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FOR THE LOSS (FTL)
by: Making Incredible Time
HERE WE COME
We've been laying low too long and
We're overdue for some fun
The time has come, the bell has rung and
Pick It Up
And Drink It Down
Take your booze and drink your drugs
The boys are back in town
So drink em up
And smoke em down
We're not growing old and
We're not going home so
Break it Out and Break. It. Down.
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2. |
King Jack Off
01:28
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KING JACK OFF
by: Making Incredible Time
I'm not the king of Neglect
I'm not the king of Lazy
I'm not the king of Procrastination or Crazy
I'm not the king of Hearts
I'm not the king of Sleep
I'm not the king of The Castle
I'm not the king of Creep
I'm not the king of Loud
I'm not the king of Sarcastic
I'm not the king of Proud
I'm not the king of Nostalgic
I'm not the king of Punk
I'm not the king of Luck
I'm not the king of Drunk
I'm not the king of Fuck
I'm not the king
Not the king
Not the king
No Crowny Hat
No, I'm not the king
Not the king
Not the king
Cuz Baby
I'm The Jack
Cuz Baby, I'm The Jack
Baby I'm The Jack
No, I'm not the king
Not the king
Not the king
Cuz Baby
I'm The Jack
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AP&PC
by: Making Incredible Time
Sometimes I feel like I'm pissing it all away
Going down the drain
Gambling on cocaine
Adderall Pills and Poker Chips
Fireball shots, a flush draw hits
And now it's like tomorrow won't even exist
It's Like Tomorrow Won't Even Exist
Sometimes I feel like I'm pissing it all away
Going down the drain
Gambling on cocaine
And everytime I hit the booze
I start to crave cutting up a gram or two
I don't give a fuck as long as money's on the game
Til the sun comes up and I can't feel my brain
It's Like Tomorrow Won't Even Exist
Getting too old and have too much to do
To waste my days away like a fool
So when the cards fly
And the dice start to roll
My cash will hit the felt
But that shit stays out of my nose
It's Like Tomorrow Won't Even Exist
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4. |
Bloody Murder
03:31
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Bloody Murder
by: Making Incredible Time
I lost my Love
I love my Drive
My Inspiration
Drop me off
Drop me off at the station
This used to mean much more to me
It's just now that I see
That though you're so close to me
You've never been so far away to me
And though you're so far gone
It seems like yesterday
That we would play until the lights went out
And play even longer until we screamed
Bloody Murder
And as I look into your eyes
Tonight
I really wish I could believe
And as we play these songs for you
Tonight
I'm really glad I didn't leave
I'm so glad you stayed
Because I wasn't leaving anyway
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5. |
Viking Love March
01:38
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Viking Love March
by: Making Incredible Time
Prevail
Conquor
Succeed
Victory
Do as I please
Once again my foe
Face to face we meet
I am the one I must defeat
Lay down your steel
Forfeit your siege
Surrender to me and my army
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(Can't Go) Back That Ass Up
by: Making Incredible Time
Say you have no regrets
You've always been so tough anyway
Well I can't decide if I do or if I don't
People's eyes don't hide their lies
Vices turn my guts inside
Embarrassed to think about the choices I've made
Well I Can't Go Back so I
Just numb the pain
All the people that I deemed really close
Never said what I already knew
The words screamed from their eyes
We Have Lost All Respect For You
Not the first person to run
And they say, "Like Father, Like Son"
No excuses No ambition
I'm just taking the path of least resistance
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7. |
Indoor Cat
03:17
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Indoor Cat
by: Making Incredible Time
Do you wanna go? Surfs up!
That sounds great but I can't because
This level 80 dungeon isn't gonna loot itself.
Do you wanna go to The Pub?
That sounds great but I can't because
I've got two 22's of IPA I'm gonna use (to)
Slay digital dragons deep inside their homes
And I'm not trying to be to anti-social anymore.
It's just
When you're always on
You need some time off
And I'd rather spend mine shooting Nazi Zombies in the face.
Do you wanna go for a run?
Your sticker reads 13.1
I too am gonna do a little running today
Just from car-to-car in San Andreas
Do you wanna go ride bikes?
Or maybe a nice nature hike?
I'll tell you what, you'll like this part
We can all play split-screen Mario Kart (and)
Race that evil Koopa deep inside his home
And I swear, I'm not trying to be too anti-social anymore
It's just
When you're always on
You need some time off
And I'd rather spend mine shooting Super Mutants in the face.
Don't tell me that those days meant nothing.
Don't tell me they don't mean a thing.
Don't tell me that those days meant nothing.
'Cause to me they mean everything.
Doooooo you wanna go to The Show??
That sounds fucking great
Let's Go!
Grab a drink and a song
Everybody sing a long with your friends!
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8. |
Send In The Clowns
03:00
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Send In The Clowns
by: Making Incrdible Time
Look who's back in the saddle again
It's so nice to see you my old friends
How've ya been and how ya feeling?
Do you feel good? Cuz you look good!
I can't complain, I've been the same I guess
Actually
How long's it been since we last...
Too Long it's been since we last
Kicked some ass together
And how about this weather?
(It never rains!)
I gave my all
I wanted it all
Where do we go from here?
I guess I don't care where we go
As long as it's fun getting there
So when the show doesn't go the way you'ved hoped
Send In The Clowns
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9. |
Big Country
02:48
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Big Country
by: Making Incredible Time
I've got places to go
I've got people to see
I've got meetings to meet
Faces to greet
I've got places to go
I've got plates to eat
And beats to create to keep my sanity
But you're always on my mind
Every Singe Night
And every single time
I've got places to go
It's lingering in there
It's poking me, it's saying
Go. Get up and Go
Your stagnant non-issues
They don't seem to care
"Just Five More Minutes Ma"
A flag, a metaphor, a crest, a banner and
I'll wave it proudly high
You'll see it flying by
This trail's a'blazin
I've got places to go
Excuses lacking credibility
Reasoning, Resonating, Lingering
No pinpoint is made
Sights are aiming vague
Panic! Abort!
It's awfully tough to do Big Country
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10. |
Folsom Prison Blues
02:16
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11. |
Sorry Tom
01:37
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Sorry Tom
by: Making Incredible Time
I'm an idiot
Possibly a loser
A functional alcoholic
A professional boozer
A liar, a drunk
A washed up punk
A Thief, A fony
A one-trick pony
Unable to describe the
Pain behind these eyes
When I realize
It results from my lies
I might be all these things
It's fucking sad and true
I might be all these things
But at least I'm not you
I'm an asshole
An attention junkie
Another smart ass
And a proud flunky
I'm a jerk, I'm scum
A worthless bum
A prick, I'm beatdown
I'm a fucking clown
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12. |
Burn And Turn
02:58
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Burn and Turn
by: Making Incredible Time
Sit the fuck down
Watch and Learn
Sit the fuck down
Watch it Burn
You did what you think was right
Sadly, it's wrong
Sit back, relax and watch it burn
I once was here myself
Til my dreams became engulfed
Hysterically laughing as they burned
So RREEELAX and just smile
This might take a while
You know have nothing left to lose
Your dreams for now are gone
Relax and sing along
The burning will keep us warm
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Making Incredible Time San Diego, California
Making Incredible Time (MIT) is a catchy and energetic three-piece Punk Rock and Roll band from San Diego, CA.
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