Headphones on
Ignoring the world
First Nations homeless daughter breathing
But I can’t hear her
Because Justin Bieber
I just cant hear her screaming out
My band width is maxing out

Inside my heart
I’m all alone
Inside my heart
I’m not a
I’m not a
I’m not a drone

I’m texting you now
Snap on a fake nose
Making u laugh
While a homeless guy
Freezes to death
Alone on my street
Alone on Queen Street
Alone on Queen Street West
On your street your street
I am I am
I am not a drone

Physically here psychologically elsewhere
We’re physically here psychologically elsewhere

I’m waking, my friend
No more ignoring the world
I’m watching you cry
While hoping that homeless heart survives

Inside my pod
We’re not alone
Inside my pod
I know I’m not I know I’m not a drone

I know I’m not a drone
Maybe I’m a drone
I am not a drone

vox/guitar/minimoog edward garbo
vox kathryn calder
vox fox glove
guitar terrance o’brien
guitar dallas budd
guitar dave dahlberg
guitar vaughan stokes
bass vaughan stokes
drums alex campbell
recording eng. ben erikson
music ass’t robert leeper
archivist charlie finlay

Come on
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Come on pick it up

Brown bag
It not that hard
Scoop it up come on and
get it outta my yard

It’s not your dogs fault
It’s not your dogs fault
It’s not your damn dogs fault
It’s your damn fault

Ya
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Come on and pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit
Pick up your dogshit

vox guitar bass edward garbo
vox fox glove
vox kady savard
guitar dallas budd
drums alex campbell
neighbor nicholas masson
recording eng. ben erikson
music ass’t robert leeper
archivist charlie finlay

Free beer icky salty
Guest list please I gotta get in
Hi I’m me who the hell are u
What do u do
And how can u help me
Help me help u help me
Be my friend let’s hook up and do
peach shooters karaoke later
Score some weed take an uber and
Drink some more until the next one

Schmoozefest
I want your money
Schmoozefest
Schmoozefest
Let’s crash the party

I scored plus one for chitter chatter time
Let’s make a deal and let’s get some food
Cuz I could have stayed in and played guitar
In my room instead I’m here at the

Schmoozefest
I need your money
Schmoozefest
Schmoozefest
Let’s crash the party
Schmoozefest

Schmoozefest
I want your money
Schmoozefest
Schmoozefest
Lets crash the party
Schmoozefest
Schmoozefest
I love ya honey
Schmoozefest
Schmoozefest
Its time to party
Schmoozefest

You’re too old
You’re too hip
Clean up your crap
Stop biting your nails
Don’t tell me what to do
Ah, shut your mouth
Turn that music down
Before I turn it down for u

It’s my party
And I’ll freak out if I want to
I said it’s my party
And I’ll freak out if I want to

Get off my lawn
kiss me like u mean it
Where’d u learn to drive
Like u got a tiny penis
You’re so stupid
Ya, well, this food is shit
Now look what u hv done
you’ve gone and made a mess of it

If I wanted the truth
I wouldn’t stop to ask you
No no no
I said if
I wanted the truth I wouldn’t ask you

You bitter old man

Get off your phone
Buy something or get out
And if its too loud
Ya, well, I’m so deaf now
You better turn it up
I said turn it up
You gotta turn it up
Turn it up .

a short film .,. a song .,. a rant .,.