Be My Friend

by toyMasulina

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1.
emergency, emergency i think i'm dying i can't breathe i'm really trying but the oxygen stopped flowing to my brain i lost my train of thought my heart, my heart is beating the sense out of me i'm dying stop being melodramatic stick your face inside a paper bag and close your eyes let alprazolam take you by the hand and guide you back to a sense of normalcy open your eyes and you will see you're just another victim of anxiety emergency, emergency i think i'm dying i can't breathe i'm really trying but the chemicals flow in irregular streams neurons, neurons taunt me call me names like little boy blue get a hold of yourself i'm dying stop being melodramatic stick your face outside an open window, take a breath let alprazolam take you by the hand and guide you back to a sense of normalcy open your eyes and you will see you're just another victim of anxiety this is an emergency! (this is not an emergency! you're just having a panic attack!)
2.
05:03
A hand fumbles in the dark It finds its destination The power switch is flick on The power of a robot nation Everyday the same routine On at 8, off at 5 Repeated tasks reward unseen Is this what its like to be alive? Assembly men work assembly lines While money men laugh and play Gears and arms work in time This has always been the way But something doesnít feel quite right And though I may be lobotomized Strange electric impulses Tell me weíre all roboticized Is this what its like to be alive? I, robot (I feel out of place) I, robot (Controller of my fate) I, robot (No longer can I wait) I am not a robot I pull the wires out of my head Its refreshing to think clear No more remnants of a cloudy mind No more thoughts of slavery and fear The domino effect begins with one Iím already at the starting line The time has come for liberty Iíll show you what its like to be alive Cause this isnít what its like to be alive Is this what its like to be alive? This isnít what its like to be alive I, robot (theres more to life than this) I, robot (I think Iíll take the risk) I, robot (theyíll try to shut me down) But I am not a robot I am not a robot (donít let them do the same to you) I am not a robot (break free and do what you need to) I am not a robot (free yourself from tyranny) I am not a robot (our robot nation at last is free)
3.
i never felt alive kneeling in the pew even in my earliest memories sitting in church listening to scripture wishing i was outside in the sun playing on the swings like children do not holding in my doubt of a one true lord even at five i was swimming upstream in a god-fearing river filled with mindless fish as an adult i feel my skepticism keeps me in line as a human being not finding excuses from a holy book for the sins and lies i choose to create enslaving and raping in the name of our father war and murder for the holy ghost thank you very much but i'd rather live and die in a world free from hypocrisy
4.
To bakers, Betty Crocker Is the sweetheart of the nation, But among her friends and neighbors She’s acquired a reputation! Any loser with a logo Gets a piece of Betty’s pie, From the buff and beefy Brawny To the Quaker Oatmeal guy! She’s dallied in the valley With a giant dude who’s green. She’s gotten more than flirty With that dirty Mr. Clean. Mr. Whipple squeezed her nipple And it didn’t even shock her. She receives a weekly booty call From Orville Redenbacher! Betty Crocker flaunts her knockers In a trashy, low-cut top. They say she had a foursome once With Crackle, Snap and Pop! She diddled Mr. Peanut, Though he’s obviously gay. She may not shill for Frito, But the gal’s an easy Lay!
5.
i had a drink with Tommy Wiseau down at the Cha Cha Lounge he bought up two dollar PBRs and he talked about his girl he said she's tearing him apart and he wants to hit her but instead he'll buy her flowers and make sweet sweet love all night sweet, unsexy love to crappy r'n'b my eyes, i think i'm blind oh, hai doggy! won't you be my friend? Denny and Mark joined us at the booth and ordered us another round Denny was definitely high on drugs and Mark just looked really down Tommy said "maybe you should have a girl" Mark replied "maybe i have one" the mood was tense and awkward so we went out and played football in the middle of the street and then their shrink friend showed up and he fell to the ground cheep cheep cheep cheep won't you be my friend?
6.
friday night at the satellite he sees her standing with a group of friends she's in her skinny jeans and ballet flats wearing a scarf and horn rimmed glasses she has a glass of cabernet standing patiently, waiting for the band to play the indie song that makes her cry he's falling in love with the angel from silver lake she's so cool i'm so cool we'd be so cool together i'm so cool she's so cool we'd be so cool together saturday night at the echoplex she sees him standing with a group of friends he's in his skinny jeans and tattered chucks wearing a shirt declaring his love of irony he has a can of pbr standing patiently, waiting for the band to play the songs he heard on pitchfork she's falling in love with the charmer from echo park he's so cool i'm so cool we'd be so cool together i'm so cool he's so cool we'd be so cool together i'm so cool she's so cool we'd be so cool together he's so cool i'm so cool we'd be so cool together
7.
she worked for many years supporting her kids and herself she gave them everything she had but it was never enough they kicked and screamed, from birth to their teens straight through adulthood, strategically forgetting their age one swung the hammer while the other one held the nails and she wore the cross blood dripped down her face and her body when erected at Calvary they stood at her feet, pointed and laughed the weight of the last straw finally broke the camel's back the nails ripped through her flesh as she tore herself off the cross decades of heartache coursing through her veins and from her wounds she glared into their eyes and lunged at them before they knew what was going on dear mother mother why do you smother me with your bloody hands i'm a perfect saint and now my breath you take for unholy reasons i don't care if you cry this is the last goodbye you'll ever hear me utter you're going back to the earth the grave that you deserve for the sins i bore for you dear mommy mommy why do you rob me of the life i stole from you it's not like you needed it you conceded it when i first grew inside you i don't care if you bleed you bled all over me when you came out of me you're going back to the earth the grave that you deserve for the sins i bore for you
8.
i don't know you i don't like you i don't think you really understand how you rub me how you touch me like a dirty old man in my pants i don't like you i'll never like you cos you're always getting in my way put the phone down put the food down put your foot down on the gas and go i'm a lover not a fighter but you really make me want to kill little babies and old ladies just so i can have the minor thrill of dumping all their carcasses on you while you sit in your vehicle use your phone now eat your food now i hope you choke and crash and burn and die murder on the boulevard the cops called the ambulance crashes into an old lady who was crossing the street the fixed gear tumbling down a hill with the sound of death metal ringing in the ears hitting the pavement with the i heart LA blood spurts from arterial veins it rains on the windshield of a bus filled with kids screaming out for their moms who are busy sucking cocks of the hired hands dad loads his gun sitting in the minivan his head explodes
9.
we gave 'em peace we gave 'em war and they're still not satisfied and we're proud of it we gave 'em hell we gave 'em heaven and they're still not satisfied and we're proud of it we gave em hate we gave em love and they're still not satisfied and we're proud of it we gave em debt we gave em riches and they're still not satisfied and we're proud of it we gave 'em peace we gave 'em war they blew themselves to smithereens so now we celebrate we gave em hate we gave em love they found themselves wallowing in apathy so we celebrate we gave em debt we gave em riches they found themselves in middle classes so now we celebrate we gave 'em hell we gave 'em heaven now they're atheists
10.
07:03
a flash of light in the sky all we see is darkness a muted conversation i really need your kiss when the heavens made disaster then everything's in place and when my eyes are blind i look upon your face if we only could be puppets then we just might find ourselves pulling on our strings controlling someone else in the middle of the winter there's a warmth that feels so gray and when i hold you close to me you feel so far away we'll combust like angels whatever makes us happy you will rust like fools gold whatever makes you happy

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released January 28, 2013

all songs written, recorded, and mixed by Robbie Harrison
lyrics to "Crocker Shocker" by Scott Emmons (thedailyrhyme.com)
artwork by Ashlyn Anstee (ashlyna.com/portfolio)

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toyMasulina Los Angeles, California

toyMasulina began in 2001 as a music project of Robbie Harrison. After more than a decade of writing and recording songs that very few people heard, he decided to start a band dedicated to playing some of them. The band has gone through various lineups and was most recently a duo with Robbie on baritone guitar and vocals and Romney Caswell on drums. ... more

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