Death is on your receipt
So who cares 'bout the birds and the bees?
Take some advice from me
You're life's biggest tragedy
And nothing can prepare you for yourself
The things you say when you wake from a bad dream
And nothing can repair the things you've done
The times you hid the times you turned away
The times you didn't say what you wanted to say
And the things that'll haunt you far in outer space
Can't seem to fall asleep
Cause you're worried 'bout making your money
Take some advice from me
This is just a big fever dream
And nothing can prepare you for yourself
The things you say when you wake from a bad dream
And nothing can repair the things you've done
The times you hid the times you turned away
The times you didn't say what you wanted to say
And the things that'll haunt you far in outer space
Cause there's a little you in everything you make
and there's a little life in every step you take
It ain't about the pictures that you take
It's about the love you lost and the people who'll never taste
How free you are and the plastic things you chase
But at least you've got you, and that ain't gonna change
And at least there's more booze here than down in the cold grave
Cermony's Ross John Farrar experiments with synths, bass, & percussion to make music similar to that from the '80s homemade tape scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2023