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American Dreams

by Jockey Onassis

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This Is My American Life 02:10
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Coffee and fries on every corner Gotta get my fix, my fix, my fix Don’t get paid until Friday Here, just swipe my plastic 60 hour workweek But my kids, they see me enough This is my American life This is my American life This is my American life My attention fixed to a screen Logged on all day long Don’t talk to me, I’m busy Gotta win this game before my battery’s gone Two-year-old car Time for a new one This is my American life This is my American life This is my American life Too busy to vote Too comfortable to go outside Too lazy to exercise Read a book, I’d rather die This is my American life This is my American life This is my American life Can’t get to sleep Take another pill Kill those terrorists before they kill Dropping bombs from 30,000 feet No blood stains so I'll go back to sleep Democracy, Christianity Best country in the world This is my American life This is my American life This is my American life
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Absurdity of the Modern Condition 03:40
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I have piles of notebooks That outline my hopes and dreams But I’ll never achieve them With you pulling at the seams Hey there pretty lady Won’t you come away with me I’ll take care of everything If you just beg on your knees All I ever wanted Was to show you what I’ve got But this will never come to be You refuse to give me a shot Hey there pretty lady Won’t you come away with me I’ll take care of everything If you just beg on your knees You don’t, you don’t, you don’t Get to have a say You don’t, you don’t, you don’t Get to have it your way You don’t, you don’t, you don’t Get to have a say You don’t, you don’t, you don’t Get to have it your way Damned if I do Damned if I don’t Damned if I will Damned if I won’t Conform to your distorted views You say I’m a dreamer Because I choose to demand Things that would be a given Had I been born a man Hey there pretty lady Won’t you come away with me I’ll take care of everything If you just beg on your knees
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Bluebird 04:15
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Equipped with the means To strip it all away This one means business Didn’t come to play Better stay close Wouldn’t want to stray As still as a statue Made of wet cement All these good intentions You will circumvent Not minding the silence Nor the lack of consent Who’s gonna save me From this melody A song that has deafened me I feel like a bluebird In a flock of cardinals Pressing against the wind Navigating this flight solo You scream so loud For those with no voices When given options You condemn with your choices When I cut through the noise All I hear is static I do my best To keep it on mute Images haunt me Of this wolf in a suit I must resist Of this I’m absolute Who’s gonna save me From this melody A song that has deafened me I feel like a bluebird In a flock of cardinals Pressing against the wind Navigating this flight solo Who’s gonna save me From this melody A song that has deafened me I feel like a bluebird In a flock of cardinals Pressing against the wind Navigating this flight solo
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Kimmy Dee 04:16
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I need a companion Loyal, won’t be abandoned Spend my life as a wife I cannot be left behind Found a mate for my soul Holy, strong, and in control All we need is a priest And the license to be signed Why can’t I be a bride to be Save me for eternity Hey there Kimmy Dee Why won’t you marry me Keep mixed fabric from my veil Dowry transfer completes the sale Virgin fair and unshorn hair A tradition throughout time Remember the time That you let me cut in line It was such a trip But now you’re giving me the slip Why can’t I be a bride to be Save me for eternity Hey there Kimmy Dee Why won’t you marry me I really hate to burst your bubble But a piece of paper shouldn’t be so much trouble I found out you were hitched You adulterous little bitch Bastard child when you were wild Before your third trip down the aisle So I guess I’ll look elsewhere Rip my jeans and cut my hair With you in mind I will find A different woman to marry me Why can’t I be a bride to be Save me for eternity Hey there Kimmy Dee Why won’t you marry me
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Hot Rod 03:23
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I bought a hot rod, not for family A two-seat hot rod, just for you and me We’ll drive real fast and play music loud A two-seat hot rod, cause I think three's a crowd I don’t want a sedan, don’t need an SUV The only place to sit is right next to me Our dates will be fun but can’t be a double Because a back seat can only lead to trouble Let’s cruise down a winding street No room for a child safety seat Let’s take a ride in our hot rod Seats only two, cause we think three is odd The price of gas, I don’t really care Don’t even have room for a spare Just two seats, one next to one When you drive, I have to ride shotgun Let’s cruise down a winding street No room for a child safety seat Let’s take a ride in our hot rod Seats only two, cause we think three is odd I am sick up to here Of preachers letting dirty, rotten rock music Ruin our churches, and thereby ruin our nation If I found one of my children listening To that kind of stuff on the radio I would tear the radio right to pieces Immediately after I performed the funeral of my child Don’t care about speed limits or the price of gas Not concerned with coppers like the one I passed Got my detector and I like my odds Cannot catch me and use their SCMODS Let’s cruise down a winding street No room for a child safety seat Let’s take a ride in our hot rod Seats only two, cause we think three is odd
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Dipshit 03:29
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Stop at a sign Want to go straight In a big hurry Running late But I’m not alone Some asshole on his phone Blocking my way Here’s what I say Car with a turret Get outta my way I want a car with a turret Gonna make him pay Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified Going cross town With time to spare But there’s a car Full of knuckles and blue hair Try to get around She veers right and left Why let them drive When they’re so close to death Car with a turret The fucker can’t drive I want a car with a turret Won’t go 65 Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified This is a public service announcement We all know drivers are distracted these days We've all been behind "that guy" And we've all wanted to succumb to road rage And I'm here to tell you, it's okay Go ahead Flip that bird Run them off the road Smash that windshield at a stop light Because they deserve it Car with a turret Get outta my way I want a car with a turret Gonna make him pay Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified Some douche canoe Wandering lost Won’t pull aside I’m about to bust What about a GPS Stops at every corner Gut him like Colonel Kurtz The horror, the horror Car with a turret The fucker can’t drive I want a car with a turret Won’t go 65 Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified Blow them to the side For messing with my ride I think I’m justified

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released April 20, 2019

Babs Helton - Vocals
Andy Seibert - Drums
Todd Rounsaville - Bass
Jim Butler - Guitar, BGV
Justin Haglund - Guitar, BGV

All tracks performed, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jockey Onassis.

All tracks written by Jockey Onassis.

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Jockey Onassis Lexington, Kentucky

Once upon a time, there was a youngster who grew up in Camelot, but dreamed of riding the winner in the Kentucky Derby. He trained and practiced, practiced and trained, day and night. But his dreams were crushed when his parents sold him to a Greek shipping tycoon for a handful of magic beans and a Dead Kennedys CD. And they all lived happily ever after.... ... more

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