NVRFAMUS
In this song, the students realize that, while the school is all hoity-toity, going to it is not gonna make them famous, the way they'd expected it to make them. That makes them bummed out. (See below if you're unfamiliar with this project.)
Here's last week's song if you play it backwards:
The lyrics are:
Why did we
have an expectation/ that it would come [from this] education
Going to a
school that everybody knows/ We would be all famous but this is how it goes
We’re never
gonna be famous, never gonna be famous, never gonna be famous now
We thought
we would be a household name But we /
feel like poop and pee and we don’t have fame
Going to a
school that has fucked us up/ now we feel like tools with an empty cup
We’re never
gonna be famous, never gonna be famous, never gonna be famous now
We’re never
gonna be famous
We thought
that we would be famous but
We got no
mercy the school she tamed us, fuck
What are we
doing, are we just screwing, up our lives real bad?
Now we are
stewing in a car pee and pooping, fuck it makes me sad
Missing all
the marks; now our lives are stark; it is really bad
Singing in
the dark; just like Linkin Park; shit we’re feeling sad
Pissing in
the farts; showers lie in sparks; it is not a fad
Stinging
like a lark; fuck [I’m a] sinking shark; and it makes me mad
Sitting in
the sea of a blinding sun/ Drinking bitter tea of a life that isn’t fun
Going
nowhere fast in the closing door/ Shadows of the past telling us we will be
poor
We’re never
gonna be famous, never gonna be famous, never gonna be famous now
One
day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later,
that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth
Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!!
That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then
I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song
about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and
recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy
psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event,
I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my
experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there
impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird,
inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my
unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of
stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl,
whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels
at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty
teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want
to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into
nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming
from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those
teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students. After the teachers receive those nature
brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the
numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.
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