1. |
Intro
00:36
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Guys! It's past midnight
I want to go to bed
Everyone's left, I'm tired
I put the hors d'oeuvres away
I put the appetizers away
Dinner is no longer served
I'm tired of hearing about Chub
I'm tired of hearing about Munk Punk
I'm tired of hearing about Jesus
Or a baby on a skateboard
I'm tired of hearing about the Kardashians
Or the Jenner's, or Travis Barker
Just leave the function
Leave the establishment
Leave my house...
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2. |
Vietnam Beach Party
01:18
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Verse 1:
I'm gonna pack up my bag, with sunscreen and shades
Gonna grab all my buds, and go for a beach day
Gonna hit the sand, and soak up the sun
Have some fun, till the day is done
Chorus:
Going to the beach with friends, oh yeah
Life is just a beach, party with friends
Going to the beach with friends, oh yeah
The waves, drinks, and castles made of sand
Verse 2:
The sun is shining bright, and the sky is blue
Nothing can stop me, I’m feeling brand new
I'll remember this day for the rest of my life
Going to the beach, it feels so right
Chorus:
Going to the beach with friends, oh yeah
Life is just a beach, party with friends
Going to the beach with friends, oh yeah
The waves, drinks, and castles made of sand
Bridge:
The sun is now set over the blue sea
Everyone’s packed up but you and me
We lock eyes from across the blanket you brought
You give me a look and without a thought
I slide myself across that fucking cover
You whisper in my ear that you couldn’t find another
Guy that’s so sweet and precious as me
But why you gotta fuck the tranquility?
Outro:
Why you gotta fuck the tranquility?
Why you gotta fuck the tranquility?
Why you gotta fuck the tranquility?
Why you gotta fuck the tranquility?
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3. |
Brass Monday
02:10
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Verse 1:
PBR and SunnyD.. that’s all I want
That’s all that fuels me.. then I can’t be stopped
Let’s go to brass monkey.. and annoy the staff
Got too many drinks in me.. we’re having a laugh
Piss drunk on a Monday.. for the vegan wings
I’ll feel it till Sunday… 'til the fat lady sings
'til the fat lady sings
'til the fat lady sings
Chorus:
Going to brass on a Monday to get myself some wings
Going to brass on a Monday to get my self shit faced
Verse 2:
Next rounds on me… start knocking 'em back
There goes the band fund… spent all of our cash
Can’t pay for this record… so we do it ourselves
We can cover our tab…. As soon as it sells
Devan's dropping his sticks… cause he’s already drunk
Kitchens already closed… hope they open it up
Hope they open it up
Can they open it up?
For the boys
Bridge:
Matt’s off work let’s hit the bar
for SunnyD and PBR
One thousand times I say goodnight
Tuck you in we’ll be alright
I just threw up all my vegans wings
All over your face now you’ve ended things
Now you're packing your bag and leaving my house
You left DVDs all starring Cole Sprouse
Zack and Cody and Riverdale
You're a girl of culture leaving me in your trail
So I’m calling my friends to help me mourn
They say "hit brass you’ll feel it in the morning"
Chorus:
Going to brass on a Monday to get myself some wings
Going to brass on a Monday to get my self shit faced
Going to brass on a Monday to get myself some wings
Going to brass on a Monday to get my self shit faced
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4. |
PITS
02:50
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Verse 1:
Devan, Ryan and i
Met with Isaac at the bar
He had just got off work
He didn’t have to walk far
Kicked down the front door
They're like “hey there’s chub!”
They saved a seat for four
This our favourite pub
We we’re 8 beers deep
And I was feeling it
Prayed the stairs weren't steep
Or I’d be eating it
Found my way to the pisser
But they were all taken up
Should not drink that liquor
So I just ended up
Chorus:
Pissing
Pissing in the sink
Pissing in the sink
I'm pissing in the sink
Pissing
Pissing in the sink
Pissing in the sink
I'm pissing in the sink
Verse 2:
We were jammin' in the basement (piss)
Found the mic through the beers (in)
Fell over on the pavement (the sink)
Why'd I drink those beers?
They went straight to my dick (piss)
God damn I gotta piss (in)
But the toilets up stairs
Fuck that’s too far
Turn the tap on the sink (piss)
So no ones here’s me piss (in)
Blast the cold and the heat (the sink)
Pray that I don’t miss
How many pissed here before? (piss)
Can they smell it at shows? (in)
Does it get on the floor? (the sink)
Does anyone know that we’re...
Chorus:
Pissing
Pissing in the sink
Pissing in the sink
I'm pissing in the sink
Pissing
Pissing in the sink
Pissing in the sink
I'm pissing in the sink
Pissing
Pissing in the sink
Pissing in the sink
I'm pissing in the sink
Pissing
Pissing in the sink
Pissing in the sink
I'm pissing in the sink
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5. |
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Intro:
A C D C
Verse 1:
Back in Black and Thunderstruck
TNT or whatever the fuck
I don’t care I’m here to dance
Falling in love with the singer of the band
He shook me all night long
Shoot to thrill God I love that song
I don’t care he took my hand
Fell in love with a shitty cover band
Chrous:
I fell in love with an AC/DC cover band
Saving myself for the sexy front man
Family and friends say please don't do it
But I lust for him so suck it blame Cupid
Post-chorus:
A C D C
Verse 2:
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Money talks I don’t hear a peep
I don’t care that we broke up
He can't listen to any of our stuff
Who made who? I’ll walk all over you
Fuck AC/DC they always fucking blew
And fuck you man Chub's out of control
Long way to the top if you wanna rock and roll
Chrous:
I fucking hate this AC/DC cover band
Fuck everyone especially their front man
Family and friends are so proud of me
He couldn’t sing it was always out of key
Post-chorus:
C H U B
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6. |
Teenage Mortgage
02:13
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Verse 1:
I’ve been driving down the highway just trying to get to you
I can not afford gas in my tank so I’m coasting by on fumes
I spent all my damn gas money on some penis envy shrooms
Now the coins in my back pocket look like death and chaos runes
So I made a wrong turn 6 blocks ago, so my car breaks I’m all alone
I try to make a call to my mom and bros, but there's no juice in my fucking phone
So I throw that shit, I throw that shit, I throw that shit in the fucking ditch
He throws that shit, he throws that shit, he throws that shit in the fucking ditch
Post-verse:
Fuckin' ditch
Fuckin' ditch
Fuckin' ditch
Fuckin' ditch
Ya hahaha ya
Verse 2:
I’ve been walking down the side streets just trying to get to you
All my toes and heals are bleeding 'cause of my 2 shitty shoes
I’ve been wearing this pair of slipons in my favourite colour blue
Since my 22nd birthday which was when I fell for you
Yes I fell for you long time ago, it’s why I bleed and walk alone
Broken dreams, that how it goes
On the boulevard, is a lonely road
Lonely road it’s a lonely road
On the boulevard is a lonely road
Lonely road, it’s a lonely road
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Verse 1:
Every time I try to leave
You always hold on to me
And even when I'm trying to sleep
You find your way in my dreams
Chorus:
And I used to a give a damn
But never gave a fuck
I never never fuck
I used to a give a damn
But never gave a fuck
I never never fuck
Verse 2:
Everytime I try to find
Something that leads to you
I always go and find myself
Walkin' someone’s shoes
And everytime I try to be
Everything that’s meant for me
I always end up with you
I always end up with you
Chorus:
And I used to a give a damn
But never gave a fuck
I never never fuck
I used to a give a damn
But never gave a fuck
I never never fuck
Bridge:
Never gave a fuck
Never gave a fuck
Never gave a fuck
And I
Never gave a fuck
Never gave a fuck
Never gave a fuck
Chorus:
And I used to a give a damn
But never gave a fuck
I never never fuck
I used to a give a damn
But never gave a fuck
I never never fuck
Outro:
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I only give a fuck
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Verse 1:
I don’t really mind if you want me to leave
Along as I leave you in total disbelief
Asking all your house guests "are you okay?"
Then they say "please make him go away"
I won’t ever leave you can’t make me do it
You can tell them that you just blew it
Relationships are ruined and you’re to blame
Don’t slander my name you are all the same
Chorus:
It’s a celebration
It’s a celebration of rural living
Verse 2:
I hate all of you anyway
I could fist fight you any day
Knock you on your back, leave your eyes black
That’ll teach you not to fuck with me
I don’t really think that you saw this coming
Kick me out your house I don’t ask for nothing
Punch you in your face, put you in your place
Chub's not invited back to the function
Chorus:
It’s a celebration
It’s a celebration of rural living
It’s a celebration
It’s a celebration of rural living
It’s a celebration
It’s a celebration of rural living
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9. |
Midlife Crisis Actor
01:26
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Verse 1:
Could buy me a Lambo or shoot up a school
Everyone on Facebook might think that I’m cool
Maybe finance a yacht to invite all my friends
Or call out grieving parents on the fucking Internet
Browsing the web to meet my future lover
Had issues with my dad, had issues with my mother
Now I'm 40 years old screaming just screaming 'bout big brother
Buying cars and TVs and whatever gives me comfort
Chorus:
Pump me with adrenochrome
(With adrenochrome)
Neighbours yelling please go home
(Please go home)
Basement dwelling in the zone
(I'm in the zone)
Say you love me I don’t know
(I don’t know)
Verse 2:
Sorry to ask but can you hold my drink
I’m 6 beers deep I don’t need to think
Send me your feet for my retirement fund
Isn’t this fun? Re-falling in love
No one will ask and no one will tell
Let’s rob a bank, just take this pill
Shoot up the capital or maybe the subway
Bonnie and Clyde clogging all the airwaves
Chorus:
Pump me with adrenochrome
(With adrenochrome)
Neighbours yelling please go home
(Please go home)
Basement dwelling in the zone
(I'm in the zone)
Say you love me I don’t know
(I don’t know)
Verse 3:
I'm bloody and sweaty and crying in the street
My family and friends are all surrounding me
What happened to me what lead me here
I had everything I wanted even underwear
Now I’m naked and crying like the way I came in
A tragic ending to the man that could have been
At least my Reddit karma stays fucking unmatched
And my 6 car garage is fucking detached
Chorus:
Pump me with adrenochrome
(With adrenochrome)
Neighbours yelling please go home
(Please go home)
Basement dwelling in the zone
(I'm in the zone)
Say you love me I don’t know
(I don’t know)
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10. |
Guantanamo Baywatch
01:37
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Intro:
Put on Chub
The whole family's gonna listen
Gather around
Verse 1:
Put on chub the whole family gonna listen
Talk over us then you’ll go missing
On chub Instagram I see your ass kissing
Stream Munk Punk if you like reminiscing
US living room, US kitchen
Piss drunk in my closest where I’m pissing
I’m really wishing to stop fucking drinking
But I stay drunk when I’m motherfucking singing
Chorus:
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I stay this drunk
But I don’t mind
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I can’t have fun
And enjoy life
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I stay this drunk
But I don’t mind
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I can’t just, have fun
Why I can’t just, have fun
Verse 2:
I stay sober 1 foot off the wagon
Call up sponsor to see what he’s saying
Mikey's not proud, he’s happy I’m behaving
Fuckin' sober Chub is just not that engaging
Playing RuneScape body’s decaying
This the life I shouldn’t be portraying
You like “Holy Face?" then start praying
'Cause all this beer leads to fast fucking aging
Chorus:
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I stay this drunk
But I don’t mind
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I can’t have fun
And enjoy life
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I stay this drunk
But I don’t mind
I don’t really know and I don’t really care
Why I can’t just, have fun
Why I can’t just, have fun
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11. |
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Verse 1:
Joe Jonas kinda cranky
Nick Jonas wanna spank me?
Kev Jonas kinda skanky
Everyone forgot about Franky
Joe Jonas kinda cranky
Nick Jonas wanna spank me?
Kev Jonas kinda skanky
Everyone forgot about Franky
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12. |
Crying in the Laundromat
02:54
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Intro:
I said "oh baby, it's Chub"
It's Chub It's Chub It's Chub
I said "oh baby, this is Chub"
Verse 1:
And I don’t really mind, that you haven’t tried
To find the time, to watch me try
To console me, I can guarantee
That you’ll never be, the girl for
Me and friends will, hit up the bar
It’s not that far, took my moms car
Out for a spin, with my boy Christian
We argue lots but you always win
Chorus:
Crying... all he does is cry
Lying... All he does is lie
Crying... all he does is cry
Lying... All he does is lie
Verse 2:
Ah! And I don’t really mind, that you couldn’t find
What you lost inside, all of those things
That you try to do, to comfort me that comforts You
Are such a pain, in my dumb brain
Bitch keep the change, you are so deranged
Make me feel so insane Clown posy
How you feel for me, back in 2013
I was 23
Chorus:
Crying... all he does is cry
Lying... All he does is lie
Crying... all he does is cry
Lying... All he does is lie
Outro:
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
Crying in the laundromat
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13. |
Christmas in July
02:23
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Intro:
Christmas time will be, a big disaster
Fuck you and your happy ever after
(Boo get off the stage!)
I won’t apologize, for my ignorance
(Get off the stage! Chub sucks! You suck!)
So take another breath and get the fuck over it
(Chub fell off! Fuck you, Fuck Munk Punk, Fuck Chub! Play Shrek 2!)
Verse 1:
Christmas time will be, a big disaster
Fuck you and your happy ever after
I won’t apologize, for my ignorance
So take another breath and get the fuck over it
Gifts under moms tree, I’m almost thirty
Broken VHS won’t play a Christmas story
My cousin’s crying, my grandma’s snoring
My uncle Steve thinks this song is fucking boring
(Fuck you Uncle Steve)
Chorus:
Do you think I'm alright? 'cause I'll be fine
Your voice says yes but your face otherwise
And sleigh bells ringing but I remember the time
That we spent drinking and watching the sunrise
Verse 2:
Boxing Day has come and New Years after
Spring break is right around the corner
Easter Sunday, Thanksgiving Monday
Where did summer go? I wasted all the warm days
This house is patched up, broken a/c
Cold weather has never really bothered me
This couch is fucked up, tethered and nasty
Grandma hasn’t been happy since the 30s
Chorus:
Do you think I'm alright? 'cause I'll be fine
Your voice says yes but your face otherwise
And sleigh bells ringing but I remember the time
That we spent drinking and watching the sunrise
Outro:
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!
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14. |
Chub Anthem
02:14
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Verse 1:
They want an anthem so here it is
Kinda song to get them singing in the pit
Our sets too long but we don’t give a shit
No streams on the singles but we don't quit
Chorus:
Don’t need your studio time
Those engineers are no friends of mine
Chub DIY and we’re doing just fine
Hop in the tub and let the music shine
Verse 2:
If you want an encore then buy us drinks
Now that Ryan’s in the band we sound like Blink
Our music's timeless it won’t go extinct
We're playing so loud don’t care what the neighbours think
Chorus:
Don’t need your studio time
Those engineers are no friends of mine
Chub DIY and we’re doing just fine
Hop in the tub and let the music shine
Outro:
Let the music shine
Let the music shine
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15. |
American Living Room
03:38
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Intro:
Hey Jake buddy, it's your former step papa. Thought I would give you a quick call and-- It's funny how single digits are easier and I know it's your birthday today so happy birthday. You deserve lots of good things and you do 'cause good kids should turn into good adult which should turn into good rewards. So enjoy your day and hopefully you and Mack and everyone that's inside those walls like pets are enjoying themselves, alright? Take care buddy. Enjoy your time. Alright and throw me a call anytime. Alright bye buddy.
Chorus:
Everyone one asks me what I’m doing
I’m in chub
Everyone asks me how I’m doing
I’m in love
Everyone one asks me who I’m doing
Met her at the pub
Everyone asks me why I’m doing it
I don’t give a fuck
Verse 1:
All I think about is my own death
When I’m alone with the thoughts in my head
Robbin' liquor stores with me and my friends
The only peace within is the silence
I’m starring at these walls and the faded paint (the faded paint)
The memories of yesterday that still remain (that still remain)
I see the faces of the people that I used to know (that I used to know)
So why am I alone?
Chorus:
Everyone one asks me what I’m doing
I’m in chub
Everyone asks me how I’m doing
I’m in love
Everyone one asks me who I’m doing
Met her at the pub
Everyone asks me why I’m doing it
I don’t give a fuck
Verse 2:
I got like 6 lamps in my living room
And none of them even work (And none of them even work)
They all got no shades or no bulbs
But this gets even worse (But this gets even worse)
They all create an original piece
A tree network for squirrels (tree network for squirrels)
A prehistoric accent piece
For everyone in my world (For everyone in my world)
Bridge:
Everyone
Everyone
A fun song we can mess around to
A Chub song we can mess around to
Everyone
A fun song we can mess around to
A Chub song we can mess around to
Everyone
A fun song we can mess around to
A Chub song we can mess around to
Outro:
A fun song we can mess around to
A Chub song we can mess around to
A fun song we can mess around to
A Chub song we can mess around to
A fun song we can mess around to
A Chub song we can mess around to
A fun song we can mess around to
A Chub song we can mess around to
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