Somebody keep my balance, I think I'm falling off
Into a state of regression
The expiration date rapidly coming up
It's leaving me behind to rank

Always move forward
Going straight won't get you nowhere
There is no progress, evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

I'm taking one step sideways, leading with my crutch
Got a fucked up equilibrium
Count down from nine to five, hooray, we're gonna die
Blessed into our distinction

Always move forward
Going straight won't get you nowhere
There is no progress, evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

Always move forward
Going straight won't get you nowhere
There is no progress, evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

In nowhere, in nowhere

Where do you put this thing at?
I'll put it on my microphone stand
Alright, we got super ball here (What's that?)
Well, I didn't— one thing I— I forgot to tell you about
Is that we're recording a live record here right now
We're— yep, we're doin' it
All paid up now
It's— It's gonna be called Fucked Up in Philadelphia
The Philly Fuck-Ups
A Bunch of Crazy Bastards From Here
Anyways, this song was once done by a band called Operation Ivy