The Song Fight Bulletin Board

There's a party going on, but we're not invited
Tourists getting drunk and fat, we're here for the lights
Staring at the concrete walls, eating off a road case
Fat Boy wrappers in the trash, borrowed Lasko fan

I feel so alone. When can we go home?

No, no please not another set of speeches
No Sweet Caroline blaring through the speakers
Happy faces flashing on projection screens
Drunken laughter drowning out our muffled screams
Far far behind the scenes

No more sexy gear to break, sweat in smelly silence
Drink another PowerAde, seconds crawling by
Scuff marks on the vinyl tile, Lekos hang from trusses
Endless games of Solitaire, living on our phones

PC CH solo CH

Behind the Scenes
Lichen Throat

Henry’s on stage before the show
To introduce the play.
In the green room’s incandescent glow,
They don wigs and toupees.
No one sees behind the scenes,
Before the curtain rises.
Safety pins in gabardine,
They put on their disguises.

Halfway through the second act,
Ryan puts the moves on Kate.
He’s supposed to turn the lights to black,
But he’s several seconds late.
No one sees behind the scenes,
While actors’ lines are spoken,
But hands reach under velveteen
And marriage vows are broken.

Touch up the makeup
And find the props.
Somebody wake Aaron up;
This is no place to flop.

Joe and Angie share a flask
Before the curtain call.
Allen knows whom he can ask
To get some adderall.
No one sees behind the scenes,
The anxiety and fatigue.
The alcohol and benzedrine,
All the backstage intrigue.

Phlub

Ok, I made a mistake -- at least it's mine
Erase commonplace tribal lines

The architecture behind the scenes
Architypes on and off the screen
Age old story with a brand new sheen
Lubrication of a dead machine

Unreal. How does it feel? So sublime
Make whatever it takes just to be kind
Replace all of my face. Don't push rewind
The brakes don't work in space -- too fast for time.

The architecture behind the scenes
Architypes on and off the screen
Age old story with a brand new sheen
Lubrication of a dead machine

Behind the Scenes
Pigfarmer Jr

You say you don't care that I'm away
You say you'll be alright
You say you're not getting any lonelier
In the middle of the night

I don't care what's behind the scenes
I don't want to know

I can hear people gossiping
About the things you do
But I don't listen to the rumor mill
Doesn't matter if it's true

I don't care what's behind the scenes
I don't want to know

I think of all the times we've had
The good times and the bad
I'm not gonna question your love for me
I don't want to risk what we have

So if I try to call and you're not there
I know it'll be okay
I'll leave a message and let you know
I'll be home in two or three days

I don't care what's behind the scenes
I don't want to know

Behind the Scenes - WreckdoM

I got my flannel on
Driving my illegal van
Rainier and heroin
Don't be a corporate whore
You wanna save the spotted owl
Throw your tampon in the festival crowd

Behind the scenes you're a big cheese
You only fuckin' live once
Behind the curtain you're a sasquatch
The van is rockin' tonight

I can sleep on any couch
My underwear are corduroy
I carry a big stick and eat salmon 3 times a day
I trim my sideburns with a chainsaw
I'm hell in a prom dress and my vaj has teeth

Behind the scenes you're a big cheese
You only fuckin' live once
Behind the curtain you're a sasquatch
The van is rockin' tonight

Behind the scenes you're a big cheese
You only fuckin' live once
Behind the curtain you're a sasquatch
The van is rockin' tonight

Behind the Scenes
Reve + Ujn

I see the crimes
Every night on TV
And I sense what's wrong
There's something happening
And I see myself
Up in this pit of debris
And I know what's wrong
And it's up to me

The scale of inaction...
There must be
Someone behind the scenes
Someone pulling the strings
Who causes the suffering?
There must be
Must be somebody
Must be somebody

I know it's wrong
To take another man's life
But i got a response:
I do it all all for the cause
So I weigh your facts
Against the faith that I got
But they come up light
Remember my name

The scale of inaction...
There must be
Someone behind the scenes
Someone working the levers
I can't believe
I can't believe
This all was

CHANCE
(Let's do it) Oh!
I got a thin length of chain
(Let's do it) Oh oh!
Makes a fine barracade
(It's coming... what)
Rope the piggies all in
(It's coming Sonny Jim)
Now let the counting begin
One! (Oh)
Two! (Oh)
Nuh-nuh-uh, I see you crawlin'!
Three (Down)
Four (Down)
Five little baby pigs, all bleedin' [59] out
On the floor
On the filthy concrete floor
Of this high school gym
Where we used to
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