Look on the Bright Side - A Ghosty Boy Solo Project

by Funk Vigilante

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1.
Look on the Bright Side Money grubbing yuppie fucking slime You're the reason mommy had her tubes tied She knew you'd be a cunt because she was But the operation botched And now you live I don't hate anyone but I'll make an exception cause You're the worst fucking scum I've seen The world's worse for everyone cause You weren't an abortion but Look on the bright side You're gonna die Irritating worthless piece of shit You owe all of your species and apology Say you're sincerely sorry you exist Then go kill yourself And maybe we might forgive you But probably not I don't hate anyone but I'll make an exception cause You're the worst fucking scum I've seen The world's worse for everyone cause You weren't an abortion but Look on the bright side You're gonna die You really broke the mold you moldy prick You're ugly dumb and mean And Jesus hates you Go fuck yourself in hell Yeah, suck my dick It's more than you deserve But hey, You know that I'm a nice guy
2.
Opinion 04:09
Opinion Everyone's got their own opinion I have got the right to say my thing I have got the right to speak my mind And I've got the right to see my own reality And I've got the right to be blind I try to keep an open mind And listen to the people in the world around me But I can't get a handle on your ludicrous ideals or your cockamamie philosophy Everyone's got their own opinion But your opinion is wrong I'm glad to have a set of individual character traits that compose this particular freak that you see And everybody with a mind knows that it don't mean you're in the right Just because you're in the majority But you have got the right to say whatever you feel like You have got the right to say whatever you want Freedom of speech Yeah freedom of expression dictate that you have got the right to remain wrong Everyone's got their own opinion But your opinion is wrong Your opinion is wrong
3.
$ell-Out $ong When I was younger I thought it'd be fun to start my own rock and roll band We'd make killer music And use it to better the world... ...at least that was the plan But we learned really quickly How hurting and sickly the industry can be, man My van broke My amp broke And I was broke too The only thing that didn't break was the band (That's too bad) Now we're tired of eating Kraft dinner and Cheezies And being broke all the time So we stopped playing music that comes from the heart And started playing music with no spine This is the Sell-out Song Money is the root of all evil So let me help you out And take it off your hands I'm keeping it real But dude I need a deal Cause I gotta put some work up into my van Can't make a decent living cause people like Gene Simmons ruined music for everyone I don't care what you know Just give me a Juno Cause Shania Twain's got twenty-six And she sucks dicks This is the Sell-Out song We're only in it for the money Money Money Money This is a love song You love me So give me your money Cause you know that selling out ain't wrong So come on everyone, Let's sell out!
4.
Hollywood 03:28
Hollywood Hey man Did you get your name in lights Hey man Did you get your face on film Did you manage to make it to the top? And could you pay the bills? Hey man Did you hit the hottest clubs? Were you number one? Were you V.I.P.? Did you duplicate your paper face on a magazine? And did you ever make the big league? The other side of the silver screen? Was it what it seemed? Was it everything you dreamed? Was it better than the real thing? Did you do it for the money and the fame? Put on a fake and play the game Did it let you forget who you are? And did you get to be a star? All the pretty people want to make it big In Hollywood I'm gonna make it big I'm gonna be a king In Hollywood Hey man What exactly do you want? Did you want to party every night? Did you want to fuck supermodel sluts two at a time? Did you want a big house and a limousine? Get rich and be loved by everyone Or did you just want everything? Did you want it all? And did you ever play the big league? The other side of the silver screen? Was it what it seemed? Was it everything you dreamed? Was it better than the real thing? Did you do it for the money and the fame? Put on a fake and play the game Did it let you forget who you are? Did you get to be a star? I'm gonna make it big I'm gonna go so far
5.
Face in the Glass Hi! My name is Dave and I'm an alcoholic Dry for four months Since July And I've been to hell and back Had three heart attacks Two kids and one ex-wife And I'm down on my luck My credit fucking sucks Yes I'm just an average schmuck And I make minimum wage Gamble it away But I got something to say I came here today to tell you that I know what you're going through And I came here to say that I know what I have to do Shatter my face in the glass and erase it It's not what I wanted to be Pick up the pieces there's blood on my fingers the pain reminds me that I'm real Hi! My name is Betty I was raped when I was 9 The same year my mother died And I've got no one I can trust Grew up with just me, my self hatred and I And I'm cruising on the strip Looking for a trick To turn into my fix And I'm so fucking stressed Everything's a mess Everything's a mess But I came here today to tell you that I know what you're going through And I came here to say that I know what I have to do Pick up this old photograph and I paint it It's not what I wanted to be Fix up the face Paint it black Because I hate this This twisted reflection of me Shatter my face in the glass and erase it It's not what I wanted to be Scattered The shards on the floor staring back are a twisted reflection of me Pasting them back into place Now the face in the mirror Is someone who looks just a little like me The pain reminds me The pain reminds me that I'm real Lyrics by Ghosty Boy
6.
Poker Face 05:37
Poker Face Tip-toe through the back door of your scandalous alibi Because I don't believe what I'm hearing Guess I'll just have to step inside What's behind the curtain? Yes I'll just have to drop a hint But you're stone cold Stoic Don't tense a muscle Drop your eyes or even flinch So I poke a hole in your disguise and I watch the lies start dripping And I'm stunned and shocked and hypnotized when I realize That this is bullshit Deception, fraudulent, fake Where do you work, girl? How much do you make? And is it worth it? (Cuz if it ain't....) Are you thinking about what you've done Are you about to lose it? I bet you'd like someone to notice I bet you'd like someone to care It's serendipity Ha ha ha, you're fucking stupid And we keep moving on, moving along but you're not there Now you could never tip-toe now could you? No, subtlety is not your forte But somehow you hustled us all with a grin On an immaculate poker face So I blow a hole in your disguise and I watch the lies start gushing And I'm sick I can't believe my eyes when I realize How much is bullshit Deception Fraudulant Fake Where do you work girl, how much do you make??? And is it worth it? (What's at stake?) Are you thinking about what you've done? Are you about to lose it? I bet you'd like someone to love you I bet you'd like someone to care It's serendipity Ha ha ha, you're fucking stupid And we keep moving on, moving along but you're not there Things have been about the same since you've been gone And they get better every day that you're not here And now that I know where you've been I can guess what you'll become And it ain't pretty And I don't care I really hope you had fun fun fun! You fucking loser I bet you're just about ready to die I bet you'd like someone to intervene... ...go on and get your gun and just fucking do it Because there ain't nobody left to love you There ain't nobody left to care There ain't nobody left to love you There ain't nobody left to care Nobody left to love you Nobody left to care No one will ever love you So just take your fucking fee and disappear
7.
Bloody Knuckles Disillusioned and spinning Twisting in the vacuum Back to the begriming Lost and found Eating at your sickness Swallowing the infection Coming back to witness the second round Cause I been broken and wounded But I got back up And I got spit on and beaten and knocked back down So get up Suck it up Suck it Sometimes you just gotta be better at something then someone else Now I'm here to show you I am here to show you how Now I'm here to show you how it's done Left to my devices Left to rot away Wrong to think this prejudice would fade And I'm right to play the tyrant And I'm left to write the play And I'm wrong to think that I'm right anyway bloodyknucklesbloodyknucklesbloodyknuckles Lyrics by Ghosty Boy
8.
twenty-something (YAY!) I'm in a happy place I'm whistling away I'm on my way on up You're stabbing my balloon and shitting on my buzz so buddy just shut up And everything is going A-okay Yeah, it's all sunshine and happy faces with big fat smiles as if to say that I'm fine Well it's that kind of day I'm whistling away I'm twenty-something (Yay!) I want to amputate my fucking head and then I'm gonna die laughing at the look on your face And everything is just peachy keen Yeah I'm humming a tune and I'm clicking my heels and I wanna tell the world that I'm feeling fine And everything is going A-okay Yes it's all sunshine with no trace of rain And I just checked in to say "Have a nice day!" Cause I'm fine And everything is going A-okay Yes I'm feeling great It's a lovely day So just get the fuck out of my face Cause I'm fine And everything is perfectly alright It's all daffodils and valentines and Christmas lights and I hope you die Cause I'm fine I'm fine.
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Billy worked the coal mine Spent his whole life underground His daddy works in porno now that mommy's not around Wendy was a hooker Sucking cocaine up her nose When she was young A carnie beat her with a rubber hose Now my head is on fire and I dance for you Like a flapjack in the breeze I'm a werewolf and I'll bark at you Like a flapjack in the breeze Billy was about to bite the bullet Kick the bucket and spread the wealth Lick my balls and suck my ass and go fuck yourself Now Billy's kicking back and selling rock to all the neighborhood kids And Wendy's getting molested by Elvis in this dream I had last night So someone make me some coleslaw Rub my feet and treat me good Put down that cowboy hat and stop acting like a retard Now my head is on fire and I dance for you Like a flapjack in the breeze You better not unplug my gameboy Like a flapjack in the breeze Yeah I'm about to bite the bullet Kick the bucket and spread the wealth So lick my balls And suck my ass And go fuck yourself Don't unplug my friggin gameboy You stupid bastard Go fuck yourself

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released April 20, 2008

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