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The Man is Fat

by Roy Ivy

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Tendencies 02:33
Do you love me do you love me do you love me people have a tendency to falllin in love with me but they never love me long do you want me do you want me do you want me people have a tendency to wanna a little piece of me but they never want me for long Well I've heard "I'll love you til I’m dead," And the love sure died but I don't see corpses People have a tendency to leavin' me Well there's lots of sickness, not much health Poorer and lesser is the card I'm dealt People have a tendency to leavin' me
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Raw Vegan 02:04
We made sure the ducks wouldn't die because of out six-packs we tested our moves in the mirror before we hit the dance floor we talked a lot of shit to stay the life of the party We cared about things I don't care for anymore We snorted lots of stuff to stay photogenic We cried racism at every single art form When it was yellow it was mellow, when it's brown We turned it to compost We cared about things I don't care for anymore I wanna drive a dirty diesel that gets one mile per gallon I wanna stomp on that gas pedal in my new leather shoes I wanna shoot a pistol while I eat a goddamned hotdog Wanna finally feel like I've got nothing to lose I wanna kill endangered species with my friend Ted Nugent Go to Mount Holyoke and check out some boobs I'm gonna mismatch plaids and dress like my dad and And finally feel like I've got nothing to lose We touted snooty Danish films and dressed just like Kanye We plotted our popularity like a war We disavowed our friends if they weren't vegan, raw vegan We cared about things I don't care for anymore
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if great minds stink alike then my soul mate is in the same funk we hate people/but we're lonesome/ but who needs a new excuse to get drunk so you go on your own/and you stand on your own you can hear everybody's thoughts like an angel from wings of desire without no desire and no Peter Falk nothing is worth writing home about it's like everyone I liked went on strike and these are the scabs it's a play I hate by heart performed by a lesser cast I know every piece of ass that passes ain't worth the world of shit that comes down im taking myself out on the town I'm gonna barge Through the sea Of people better looking than me And people much worse looking that me Who make me feel a little better about me I'm a very good listener Since everyone's so loud You punched your weight I ain't worth writing home about it's inappropriate for men my age to hang out on a night this young all parties involved agree it looks disgusting from every angle but it's my special day it's time to paint it brown I'm taking myself out on the town
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i wanna see people and i want to see lights but they're horrifying bores and it's far too bright that joke was never funny in the first place referential, because the well is dry, crying on the inside the beers of a clown hang the DJ's mother while you're at it I get all choked up on talk of love and hope violent bile just building in my throat It won't be over soon There ain't no turnabout There's no such thing as a light that never goes out Every bundle of joy comes swaddled in doubt There's no such thing as a light that never goes out Pure humiliation every time i try to pass as one of you utter devastation every time i strive to feel alright for a second or two But a rock feels pain and islands cry all night someone should tell Cheap Trick that we're not alright
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I want another 9/11 And I want my parents to die And I want a new rock bottom Cause I forgot how to cry And I want to see what happens When I stop trying to win And I want the windy city gutted For diggin up the rut I'm in When you get so high you can't get high no more And you wanna die but the people just gotta know How low can you go When you fake a smile it's like your passing a stone And when they ask how you're doin they really just wanna know how low can you go? All the people wanna know just how low you can you
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I broke my savior's back That's why there's two sets of footprints The weight of my sins Is like a hundred half-ton teens I'm a walking talking tumor With a broken sense of humor Making holes in my jeans I'm just full of beans I tried my mama's patience To the point where no medicine could do I tried my baby's patience (now)She (just) stares into space from the other side of the room I took all their goodwill until I busted all the seams Don't know why I'm giggling I'm just full of beans If I'm having a good time, it's a sign of depression Whoop whoop If you don't see me crying it's a sign of depression Whoop whoop If I'm doin a kegstand Or coke in the bathroom If I'm taking the time To even get to know you It's a sign of depression It's a sign of depression I used to have ambition And boners that could conquer concrete pussy But now I'm watchin tv And whinin' like some namby pamby wussy I'll run my ragged body Off the edge if I please And you know that I ain't bluffing

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released December 31, 2012

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Roy Ivy Butte, montana

Drinking songs and sing-alongs: that's Roy Ivy's specialty .If you haven't seen him dancing and sloshing about Butte, America, you may have met him in his past lives as a Chicago troubadour. Or maybe you met him in Dallas, where he ran The Tah-Dahs off a cliff, and stupidly quit The Polyphonic Spree before they toured with Bowie.

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