When I get depressed I listen to this.

Vice versa here. That's one of the most nostalgic albums for me. It surfaces memories of simpler times, with all the love and loss, joy and pain, all in crystal clear detail. Love and hate the album for that.

Remember listening to this with my cousin back in the day. Miss my cousin. We on the outs right now

Well i'd like to tell you all about my dream, it's a place Where strip malls abound and diversion's mere moments away Where culture's defined by the Ones least refined And you'll be left behind If you don't fit in It's all distorted In americana my way Well my dream has come true My vision has come true Now give me my cable, fast food, four-by's, tat's right away I want it right now cause my generation don't like to wait My future's determined by Thieves, thugs, and vermin It's quite an excursion But it's okay Everything's backwards In americana my way Well my dream has come true My vision has come true I'm a product Of my environment So don't blame me, i just work here My rights are denied by Those least qualified Trading profit for pride But it's okay Everything's backwards In americana my way My nightmare has come true My nightmare has come true Yeah, it's all coming true

See the way the wind blows Lives are intertwined Watch the way the world goes The man deals out our plight Jester in the corner Laughs without a sound Jester in the corner Malady abounds In our souls See the way the sun sets Twilight of this life The man is making little bets Playing with our lives All that I believe now Anything is possible A simple explanation For the evil in this world And in our souls In our souls Hoo hoo, go! Come down to sorry and sable It's always the man Always keeping you down Bow down cause I see it before me Shadow and light That always keeps you running Oh-oh Shut up, you talk too much Oh-oh-oh Pay the man now yeah Oh-oh Shut up, you talk too much Oh-oh-oh Look at you and your struggle for freedom But you ain't nothing We all pay the man for liv-ing Wouldn't it be nice for a change now To be unchained? My life is for me now But this is life This is life Pay the man (No!) It's the man (No!?) Oh-oh Shut up, you talk too much Oh-oh-oh Pay the man now yeah Oh-oh Shut up, you talk too much Oh-oh Hoo hoo, go! Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh (Don't!) (No!) Oh-oh-oh (Stop! No!) Oh-oh Shut up, you talk too much Oh-oh-oh Pay the man now yeah My life is for me Oh oh oh Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco seis And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco seis