Septic Tank
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
version 1:
from Play Anyway (May 9th 2005) (as "Cream of the Crap") (1:43)
Another crack on the sidewalk, another hack on the stage
Another worthless second of your throwaway days
Another drip in the faucet, another tip in the jar
Another dead end in a fifty foot maze
Another tie in the tracks, another fly on the shit
Another stupid waste of space getting further away
Another sucker in the stack, another fucker in denial
Another different colored hair on the mattress today
Another stain on the wall, another grain on the beach
Another stupid game of yours I forgot how to play
Another basket at the store, another casket in the breeze
Another piece of shit begging for me to stay
Oh yeah, oh oh, oh oh, oh yeah
Another worthless second of your throwaway days
Another drip in the faucet, another tip in the jar
Another dead end in a fifty foot maze
Another tie in the tracks, another fly on the shit
Another stupid waste of space getting further away
Another sucker in the stack, another fucker in denial
Another different colored hair on the mattress today
Another stain on the wall, another grain on the beach
Another stupid game of yours I forgot how to play
Another basket at the store, another casket in the breeze
Another piece of shit begging for me to stay
Oh yeah, oh oh, oh oh, oh yeah
version 2:
from Rain Cabinet (February 23rd 2007) (2:39)
Another crack on the sidewalk, another hack on the stage
Another worthless second of your throwaway days
Another drip in the faucet, another tip in the jar
Another deadend in a fifty foot maze
Another tie on the tracks, another fly on the shit
Another stupid waste of space getting further away
Another sucker in the stack, another fucker in denial
Another different hair on the mattress today
Another stain on the wall, another grain on the beach
Another stupid game of yours I forgot how to play
Another basket at the store, another casket in the breeze
Another piece of shit begging for me to stay
The sediment of the whatevers, a hundred thousand levers
Immobile given any kind of force
All the disconnected wires, an obsoleted virus
Dead and left behind on the course
So tell me all your stories and pile on the glory
It's nothing that I haven't heard before
A facade that looks as fine as the glowing exit sign
That you can hardly see me inching toward
Another worthless second of your throwaway days
Another drip in the faucet, another tip in the jar
Another deadend in a fifty foot maze
Another tie on the tracks, another fly on the shit
Another stupid waste of space getting further away
Another sucker in the stack, another fucker in denial
Another different hair on the mattress today
Another stain on the wall, another grain on the beach
Another stupid game of yours I forgot how to play
Another basket at the store, another casket in the breeze
Another piece of shit begging for me to stay
The sediment of the whatevers, a hundred thousand levers
Immobile given any kind of force
All the disconnected wires, an obsoleted virus
Dead and left behind on the course
So tell me all your stories and pile on the glory
It's nothing that I haven't heard before
A facade that looks as fine as the glowing exit sign
That you can hardly see me inching toward
earliest live performance: March 3rd 2006