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Turn Those Clapping Hands Into Angry Balled Fists

Appears on:
Americans Abroad!!! Against Me!!! Live in London!!! (track 12, 5:48)
As the Eternal Cowboy (track 10, 4:46)

sleep on pillows made in singapore. wrapped in comforters. sweating through sheets. drinking coffee in the morning. floating on airplanes across the vast seas. and your house is made of wood.
central air, central heat. you got your furniture of particle board. your doors are locked for, for safety. and you walk in leather shoes. pants of denim, a black cotton sweatshirt. and you do what you do. because doing can start to form a habit. and you drink all night long. and you sleep through the morning. and if something doesn't break. i'm just gonna go, go fucking insane. and you sweep up the floor when it's dirty. you do the dishes, when the sink's full. and when the refrigerator's empty well it's time, it's time, it's time, it's time to go the store. you put your books on a shelf. clothes arranged in the closet. you hang the things on the wall that you don't wanna be so easily forgotten. i hate these songs. i hate the words that the singer is singing to me. i hate this melody, i hate this stupid fucking drum beat.
but I'm not gonna tell anyone what I'm really thinking about. keep them conversations on the surface. just keep on smiling just keep on saying
everything's gonna be alright.