Bloomington Cutters - The Problem that has No Name | Lyrics
{Verse} Preoccupation with occupation And scratching the itch, and playing with my dick Am I just wasting time? Commit or just fucking quit
Bloomington Cutters - Midlife Crisis | Lyrics
{Verse} On the 8th day God woke up from his nap Kicked his feet up and cracked An ice cold High Life On a marquee Of a church in Ozark, Missouri He named
Bloomington Cutters - A Statement of Port Huron Proportions | Lyrics
{Verse} As a child I’d speak child Didn’t want to be a kid As a child I’d think child Didn’t want to be a kid When I was young I was tired and miserable
Bloomington Cutters - Sons and Daughters | Lyrics
{Verse} Do children make us better men? Or do they make us older children Do children shape our motivation? Or do they make us nervous versions of ourselves with good
Bloomington Cutters - Maybe, But.... | Lyrics
{Verse} Maybe I drank too much But I pissed a lot too You should’ve moved your running shoes Maybe I drank too much But I pissed a lot too You might rinse your
Bloomington Cutters - Siamese Nightmare | Lyrics
{Verse} We lit the bridge from the middle Big block “O” on my chest I’d love some of your attention Pay no mind to the rest Stage left, off center
Bloomington Cutters - Memento Mori | Lyrics
{Verse} A funeral train A crowded plane A cross on the interstate An hourglass A flag half staff The prospect fascinates {Chorus}
Bloomington Cutters - Good, Clean, Introspective Fun | Lyrics
{Verse} If assholes were crop circles We’d hold Ph.D.’s in ufology If dickheads were brutal dictators We’d be axe in hand at Chop-Chop Square If being pricks
Bloomington Cutters - Tip the Wagon | Lyrics
{Verse} I met a man who always bet on dogs In a land that always would embrace them Said "I’m afraid I’ll always be a Yankees fan, I’ll be goddamned should anything
Bloomington Cutters - Violence, Schmiolence | Lyrics
{Verse} Too young to be a cynic Too old to be a fool And I don't believe in psychics But I do believe in truth And I lack the constitution To see