Lyrics

Uncool Emotions
Words and Music by Willi Brown

After everything went to hell
I packed and I left with precision
Then I heard she was living the "good life"
So I unloaded my derision

I say California deserves you
Go on in the water's wet
You can drown in apparent luxury
At red tag sales in the sunset

* And I'm sad most everyday
I sit quietly out of the way
And I listen to a tape of the full raging ocean
I'm a victim of uncool emotions

Well it's nobodies fault line on judgment day
Even eternal traffic is groovy
But when the smog monster gets you down on all fours
You're gonna moan, "I'm finally in the movies"

But you lowered your standards before you even have one
Low budget porno in an Orange County warehouse
Your teenage skin is crawling again
And what the world needs now is a buzz

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Well the destiny of tourists
Is to always go home again
Pulled back down those magnetic streets
Like your meat and potatos and gravity

Well its easy for me to say
That a wife and 2 kids would be boring
It's my steady job to sleep alone
And look older every morning

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