"Sitcom"  Parental Advisory genre: Folk Rock
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	Dark, introspective quasi-autobiography. If you like songs that hit you over the head with a hammer, you'll like this.
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	Story Behind the Song Anger isn't an emotion I deal with often, if I can help it; I just keep about me a good attitude and give the world the benefit of the doubt. I got angry. I wrote this song. There is a great deal of truth to it, I think, but for the record, the folks mentioned herein did get rather one-sided representation. I was in the mood to villanize. Lyrics My mother is an amazing person who's parents told her she was useless My mother is the nightmare scripted by bullies My dad is a quiet man and I've never really known him very deep My dad can be the nightmare of an aching fourteen-year-old son Same thing happens every year give or take a month, the tune's the same She says he needs to grow up and then she says he needs to be more selfish And he barely says anything and that's a crime as well I try to be brilliant when I'm frightened so I bait her and I trap her And I wonder how I ever thought that I knew what was going on and I'm glad I fucked up Because ignorance isn't bliss And I'd love to tell you more but I'm afraid my heart is sore and it's funny kids think when they grow up they'll know all the answers We think ourselves kind-hearted but I'm a cynic just for writing this and maybe sitcoms aren't so bad after all My biological father lives in Montana he's a psychologist Which is basically a defense attorney who prosecutes his own clients He's the kind of man that I might have looked up to if he'd ever given me a reason to Instead of divorcing my mother becuase he bit off more than he could chew My sister loves even though she doesn't want to And it breaks my heart to see her cry about it She's an artist but she doesn't wear somber clothing and she Doesn't smoke and doesn't snort cocaine and I think she's going to be famous And I'd love to tell you more but I'm afraid my heart is sore and it's funny kids think when they grow up they'll know all the answers We think ourselves kind-hearted but I'm a cynic just for writing this and maybe sitcoms aren't so bad after all I saw a funny one the other day it was the story of a man named Brady Who had a lovely wife and kids he'd never beat And the house was spotless and devoid of all the things that make me sad Like memories and confusion and the way my mother cries And I thought "how perfect" and I put my foot through the screen That fed me sugar-coated shit that left me unprepared for This life where nothing's perfect and my parent's don't know everything and I didn't think I'd have to take no for an answer when it could break me down And I'd love to tell you more but I'm afraid my heart is sore and it's funny kids think when they grow up they'll know all the answers We think ourselves kind-hearted but I'm a cynic just for writing this and maybe sitcoms aren't so bad after all

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