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They'll Love Me When I'm Dead

from Stony Hawk by Paul Mauled and the Defendents

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Life ain't a picnic,
No Sunday stroll through the park
Stumble numbly through the haze
Dive in, swim with the sharks

Tear my beating ticker
From my scarred up chest

Hand it off to you
Cause you need it more than me
I hope someday you find yours
Keep mine I don't want anything

In return

All of this, all for you
Unconditional
A few grand and the merchandising rights
All this shit, all for you
To try and pay our bills
I should probably get a job

Brand your vision
onto my universe
So chromatic
Vibrance I'm not used to

static shocked
in black and white

Learned a thing or two
Live to communicate
Consent to cross a line
Can we hallucinate

Float away
Ride the wave

All of this, all for you
Unconditional
A few grand and the merchandising rights
All this shit, all for you
To try and pay our bills
I should probably...

They'll love me when I'm dead
Orson Welles words echo in my psyche
He visited me in a fever dream
And he screamed of hatred for homage
Too much wine from Paul Masson
Vintage California champagne wasted

All of this, all for you
Unconditional
A few grand and the merchandising rights
All this shit, all for you
To try and pay our bills
I should probably...

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from Stony Hawk, released May 26, 2023

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Paul Mauled New Jersey

I'm a solo artist as well as the singer for the Bad Whoremoans. I also used to play guitar in the Accelerators and bass in The Undead. I've got a lot of recordings up here from most of my bands. Look around, get acquainted.

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