he sits in the door, thinking what was before might be again he hopes he's wondering why, but he knows it's his fault- it's not he was just made that way he never got that doctorate; instead, he sits at home, never a hit what does he get? he goes to work, and does his job, dreaming of what could have been... but it couldn't it was just his fates always falling behind that kid from his class, justin pepper livin' someone else's dream his name is mr. pibb what can he say? what can he say? x2

royal crown, the tertium quid golden-brown, when i was a kid taste the sweetness, on your tongue the subtle hiss, like i’m still young holy nectar, a citrus twist best in the world, forever missed if i could see my youth again i’d record the subtle notes in pen rc cola, the tertium quid of pepsi and coke rc cola, history obscured in smoke rc cola, immortalized in pen and ink rc cola, the third party of soft drinks faith: a time machine is what you need i’ll take your green, you have your steed a horse, of course, with eyes of fire shall take you where men conspired to create a soda, the perfect mix of sweet and sour and magic tricks now the flavour’s all dried up ne’er again to rest in your cup rc cola, the tertium quid of pepsi and coke rc cola, history obscured in smoke rc cola, immortalized in pen and ink rc cola, the third party of soft drinks graham: is it true, do my eyes deceive the liquid that i sadly grieved is invented before my eyes oh what a wondrous surprise i’ll have a sip, my first in years and rid myself of all my fears the wonder of this royal crown i’ll chug this whole damn bottle down rc cola, the tertium quid of pepsi and coke rc cola, history obscured in smoke rc cola, immortalized in pen and ink rc cola, the third party of soft drinks but oh, what’s this, my taste buds shrug what’s this sitting in my mug i thought the diadem’s taste would grant me happiness posthaste but in this 1900s shop i feel no glory in this pop i don’t know why i even tried guess i’ll take this old horse for a ride jacob: hey i’m satan i need my horse he seems to have got himself off course now i don’t wanna cause no bad tidings but i think you should fear what the future brings you haven’t been the best christian i don’t think you’re gonna get into heaven but if we make usselves a deal i think i can make your life unreal if you really want the fame you’ll have to beat me in a game you can choose what we will play just one rule, not a sommelier (instrumental) well i think you’ve got me beat i’ll toss you out onto your feet here’s your cash, your fame, your love what else could you want from heaven above graham: i can’t believe i risked it all flew so close, i could almost fall there’s just one more necessity to put together the best of me rc cola, the tertium quid of pepsi and coke rc cola, history obscured in smoke rc cola, immortalized in pen and ink rc cola, the third party of soft drinks

C Em Ale 8 you make me feel on cloud nine Am G And the soda brand is local to our state C Em Maybe I should be glad that I have such a connection to you Am G I will always think of home when I taste that regional ginger C Em But I can't help but feeling sad when I can’t be with you Am G Im addicted, its a problem, I really need some help C Em But 42 is the number of states you are sold in, Am G you are golden, you are the answer to life C Em Cancer could be cured if you go worldwide Am G Conquer all my child, leave none to survive C Em My blood is ale 8 my body too Am G Replace the oceans with ale-8, I believe in you

you woke up on a monday morning to find yourself dead, and noone in mourning everybody just went about their day most of them ignored your haunting worried about the changes to come you’d lost all your power, your fame that’s the end of it for you no more followers, no of-rings no more lemon, and no lime there’s nowhere but the grave for you to go sierra mist you won’t be missed nobody cried they’re starry-eyed you had to rebuild it all from scratch, your disciples scattered and lost the men and the women that you’d spent so long building had left, with no hope of return they’d seen the replacement with stars in their eyes losing their focus on the biggest prize and with that you had lost motivation that’s the end of it for you no more followers, no of-rings no more lemon, and no lime there’s nowhere but the grave for you to go sierra mist you won’t be missed nobody cried they’re starry-eyed your churches were ransacked in barely a day, holy water gone from stores, but pepsi could stay and here, all alone, now you knew what that fellow crystal tab had been talking about, when nobody loves you so you get phased out and now there is barely a hope for a spring that’s the end of it for you no more followers, no of-rings no more lemon, and no lime there’s nowhere but the grave for you to go sierra mist you won’t be missed nobody cried they’re starry-eyed la dee dah dee day la dee dah dee dah dee day la dee dah dee day la dee dah dee dah dee day

Faygo Don't go Back to the carnivals Faygo Don't go Back to the carnivals Taking away all your marvels Away Faygo I don’t know Where to even get you You're a mystery I never knew` Faygo You know i'm lost The bright lights and trumpets blare From places I don’t know where Faygo x4 I don’t know, Faygo x2 Faygo x4 I miss your sweet taste, Faygo x2

O.K. soda is always here for you when you just need to be O.K. what's the point of O.K. well whats the point of well what's the point of anything please wake up every morning knowing that things are all gonna be O.K. don't be fooled into thinking there must be a reason reason for everything there is no real secret to feeling O.K. you might just wake up feeling that way but if you're O.K. then boy do we have the soda for you, you, you it's okay it's okay

There are flowers growing all around a massive animal inside of me And it's so ugly And I'm so broken And I'm so ugly And it's so broken I am calling all of my friends to pull me out from this hole But they're so caught up in their own shit And I'm so caught up in my own shit Worlds collapsing all inward And the drones are piercing through its own skin But I think we should live together Yeah, I think we should live together And you have to believe me when I say I understand that no one around here seems to understand But you have got to make an effort Yeah, you have got to make an effort Like kids smoking in cemeteries Trying to remember what it's like to be nothing again So maybe it won't be so scary When they finally meet the maker at all There are flowers growing all around the tiny fish swimming in my blood Begging me for more cheap coffee Begging me for more cheap coffee Swimming round a kingdom of regrets Slowly building up inside of me But there are things that I believe in Yeah, sacred things that I am keeping for you to see Later when you need them, like a Christmas tree Covered in light blue ornaments

I’ve got my starry A weak imposter Why did I think that this would do I never knew dear how much I’d miss you Why did you take my soda away Sierra Mist You are my soda You made me happy when I’m thirsty You’ll never know dear how much I missed you Why did you take my soda away I want to keep you My golden nectar But you have been ripped out of my grasp Of how I mourn you And adore you Why did you take my soda away Sierra Mist You are my soda You made me happy when I’m thirsty You’ll never know dear how much I missed you Why did you take my soda away