⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING – SET LIST SEVENTEEN (17) This set contains explicit, graphic, and potentially disturbing content. Strong language, sexual content, depictions of mental instability, violent fantasy, and references to child neglect and incestuous abuse are present. Many tracks blend surreal humor with real-world trauma, intentionally blurring the line between confessional and caricature. Listener discretion is strongly advised. MAJOR CONTENT FLAGS MENTAL HEALTH / PSYCHOLOGICAL INSTABILITY "Fly Swatter of Love," "Times Up," "Tired," "Actress" deal in depressive spirals, detachment, grief, and cynical post-love collapse. The speaker is often volatile, sarcastic, or dangerously numb. Suicidal ideation is implied or directly stated. SELF-HARM & DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR "Times Up" contains violent metaphors, gun references, and personal collapse. "Point of Reference" plays with dissociation and lack of grounding. "Fly Swatter of Love" describes grief and romantic loss as a predatory trap. CHILD ABUSE / NEGLECT / INCEST REFERENCES "Tired" references a woman discovering her mother having sex with her sister's husband, producing a daughter. The lyrics include:"They ended up having a daughter / My family tree's now a jungle... they pretended her dad was her uncle." This is delivered in a deadpan voice but carries a direct and disturbing implication. SATIRICAL / VIOLENT SEXUAL LANGUAGE "Sunday Morning Sex," "Behave," "Beware of the Snoogins," "That's That" blend crass eroticism with mockery of religion, youth, gender roles, and morality. Expect: Blasphemy ("I am worse than Judas") Sexual puns ("one eye," "Snapple") Gutter talk stylized as absurdist critique "Beware of the Snoogins" spirals into violently absurd anti-parental satire:"Uh oh daughter in the water / Uh uh son added to the slaughter" "Dumpster baby in the trash" This is delivered with a deliberately deranged tone, yet the language may be triggering to survivors of familial trauma or pregnancy-related grief. MANIPULATION / GASLIGHTING / TOXIC LOVE "Actress" is a venomous critique of a lover who used the narrator to climb up. "That's That" relies on cruel mocking dismissal ("I'm a sexy young thing, and you're you... and that's that"). SOCIAL MISANTHROPY / NIHILISM "Spreading the Word" is loaded with apocalyptic sarcasm, eugenic overtones, and anti-human rhetoric. Claims like:"We could use another plague…" "Man's the only animal who takes prisoners…" "We're the only ones with our finger on the button…" These may be shocking or offensive to some listeners, especially given current global trauma. WHO SHOULD AVOID THIS SET Survivors of incest or childhood abuse Listeners triggered by violent or cruel sexual language Religious individuals sensitive to mockery or blasphemy Those who are grieving, especially romantic or familial loss Listeners seeking positivity, empowerment, or resolution SUMMARY Set List 17 is an acid trip through bitterness, grief, manipulation, and cultural rot, laughing through its own destruction. It is blunt, mocking, reckless, often offensive — but always in full control of its tone. This is confrontational art disguised in humor, where satire swings a heavy bat at love, family, belief, and sanity itself. Know what you're walking into. SMIRKS, SWEARS, MOANS AND CRIES SET LIST SEVENTEEN (17) 1 Point of Reference 2 Cello 3 That's That 4 Beware of the Snoogins 5 Dot Dot Space 6 Flyswatter of Love 7 Times Up 8 Sunday Morning Sex 9 Behave 10 Spreading the Word 11 Tired 12 Actress 13 Empty Room (1) POINT OF REFERENCE You keep waiting for your eyes to meet Two lives become instantly changed forever Sometimes you believe that day may come today Other times you think to yourself never That's why god made the Russians black Or maybe white depending on your preference That's why when I go out I'm never looking back Because by now I've lost all point of reference Ha ha ha… (My plan worked to perfection) I was feeling stranded and left By the side of the road Only seeking tranquility And a place to call home Until we met when I said, "Meow baby, you wanna go roaming with me?" You see, I'm just another aimless cat Strolling back from combing the alley But you and me, we could leave… Help cure each other's disease… We could become great friends or family Hell, we could even get married (2) CELLO I'm a one night show…Yeah… I'm a one man band…Oh Sometimes I glow…ya know… And some nights don't go as they were planned… Why'd you just let go of my hand? Ahh…So you think you know Where all this is going? Please, won't you understand? It was a trap and I was unknowing: You've come across a desperate man Yet you wanna sink my battle ship Without seeing the battle plans All because of one false radar blip One wrong ding in your quick scan I needed to silence this silence Won't you please bring in the violins And the fellow who plays the cello And won't you kindly say hello To all the people in the lobby Who all told me I needed a better hobby Better than telling all the citizens That I'm mostly a dissident Who doesn't trust institutions That mainly pitch pollution Not to all the gentry and worldly citizens But mostly to just the Americans I'm a one night show…Yeah… I'm a one man band…Oh Sometimes I glow…ya know… And some nights don't go as they were planned… Why'd you just let go of my hand? (3) THAT'S THAT Well, hey baby… I know you'd love to lick my soul With those eyes full of fire Burning out of control But you know me I'm the one you can't have Because life is unfair Oh, don't let it get you sad Just enjoy these dreams…. They are all you'll ever have Cause I'm a sexy young thing…. And you're you….and that's that!

(4) BEWARE OF THE SNOOGINS I said beware of the snoogins — yeah, yeah You said you knew what you were doing — yeah, yeah Your mistakes are far from few and in between in Sometimes you give the word fu%&ed up a whole meaning! You say I'm hurting myself I say better than hurting someone else Oh oh you make a little lovin' Ah ah bun in the oven Uh oh splish splash, get fat Uh uh dumpster baby in the trash Oh oh drive to the pier Uh uh all your problems disappear Uh oh daughter in the water Uh uh son added to the slaughter These crazy kids today... They don't know what they're doing They're killing themselves... each other.... And lives are being ruined Mom and dad are too busy working To know son Johnny is a real f*&%^@g jerk and... It's just more time on this rhyme That I got to spend working Poor, poor teacher Stuck with problem child Billy What the little boy needs is some attention Instead he gets slapped silly I said beware of the snoogins — yeah, yeah You said you knew what you were doing — yeah, yeah Your mistakes are far from few and in between in Sometimes you give the word fu%&ed up a whole meaning! You say I'm hurting myself I say better than hurting someone else Oh oh Ah ah Uh oh Uh uh you make a little lovin' bun in the oven splish splash get fat dumpster baby in the trash... (5) DOT DOT SPACE B I've finally decided to give you a piece of my mind You've taken up another hour of my precious time Even printed it in Braille 'cause you can be so blind Now I'll dictate it to you one paragraph at a time Bold face Dot space Lower case Dot dot space Dot dot dot dot space Dot dot Double space Bold face Dot dot space Lower case Dot dot dot dot dot - oops Back space Bold face Dot dot space Dot double space Lower case Dot dot dot dot Single space Dot dot space Thought I could make it through this but I know that I cannot Feelings I once embraced are now tying me in a knot Used to live to see your face when my blood boiled red hot The light in your eyes has been dwindling at this same familiar pace Bold face Dot space Lower case Dot dot space Dot dot dot dot space Dot dot Double space Bold face Dot dot space Lower case Dot dot dot dot dot - oops Back space Bold face Dot dot space Dot double space Lower case Dot dot dot dot Single space Dot dot space I've given you everything I've got and that's a lot We were once a team but now it seems I'm your mascot I guess I've always known that we were at best a long shot Two hearts once burned but there's no more kindling in the fireplace Bold face Dot space Lower case Dot dot space Dot dot dot dot space Dot dot Double space Bold face Dot dot space Lower case Dot dot dot dot dot - oops Back space Bold face Dot dot space Dot double space Lower case Dot dot dot dot Single space Dot dot space You've become my brace and all the good times we've shared I've forgot I was going to write more but it's best that I ought not So I'll leave you with this very last forget-me-not I fell for you, we fell in love and then we fell from grace Bold face Dot space Lower case Dot dot space Dot dot dot dot space Dot dot Double space Bold face Dot dot space Lower case Dot dot dot dot dot - oops Back space Bold face Dot dot space Dot double space Lower case Dot dot dot dot Single space Dot dot space (6) FLY SWATTER OF LOVE As my eyes stayed glued to the door And the stairs that you'll walk up no more A great pain it rang through my ears If I cried out there'd be nobody left who cares After getting the latest message that you sent me Yes, this I must confess My chessboard was empty Your silence sang to me in memory like the newly fallen rain Yet the pawn moves along knowing it's only part of the game As I left alone that night on the train Simply no longer able to explain That the vision I once saw of us No longer looked the same As inaudible words dribbled Down the side of my face I wondered what I was still doing In this crazy place? It seems the wine in my glass I could no longer taste My fears weren't in haste This was all a big mistake A butterfly in a web Inside this cocoon I'm encased A mugged man in Central Park Without any bear spray or mace Still sometimes inside my mind You lay naked on the rug As I come closer you extend Your arms out for a hug As I approach I fall in the hole That you freshly dug... I got squashed by the fly swatter of love just like a bug (7) TIMES UP My misdirected passion Has led to many lashes Put all my eggs in one basket As if you even had to ask it I made a rash decision And did something I wish I didn't Now everything is broken All black with ash and smoking As I've lost all intention and desire To ever again go near or play with fire I know I've said this all before But this time I won't be called a liar I don't wanna feel Like love's not real But I've grown sick and tired Of being used And if it's self-abuse I'm thinking I might retire Take up another trade In my old age Hey, this gun's for hire Got a few bullets left But at least I'm outta debt So what if my plan backfired? Sure you can save for a rainy day Then watch as a typhoon comes your way You can look around there's no escape Right now you are face to face with the wave Sometimes it's water and sometimes it's mud Sometimes it's floating debris coming to f*ck you up! Sometimes it's earned and sometimes bad luck Sometimes you jump when you should have ducked! Time's up!

(8) SUNDAY MORNING SEX Where is Noah when you need him? As the water runs God says, "We're even!" Stupid humans now see What you've done There's ten feet of mud That now fills the Garden of Eden Yeah, you read the book Never calling the legend a myth So you never believed That it would come to this... With so many false idols Just who could resist? Went to church on Sunday And then became a hypocrite As you stood on your roof and you shook your fists Deceiving in believing that being blessed Would be better than this Oh...someone free me from this misery Today, not unlike yesterday Is still not how it should be There's way too many people Gazing up at the steeple Wondering silently If this whole damn thing ends violently Yes...once they sought to confide in me But those days have long gone They have passed Maybe I was wrong when I asked: "If Judas had turned the other cheek Would he have been slapped?" Perhaps I am worse than Judas And I ain't talking about the priest 'Cause God sorta sees me as a blasphemist Just because I got another belief... Repent, repent, repent I promise I'll never do it again Now may I go in peace? Finally I have my freedom Received relief so to speak The big guy in the sky Is the only one to take creed in Oh sh$%, this hypocrite just told a lie She just walked on by And as she batted her eyes I looked down between my own thighs And only saw with one eye I do believe I am gonna die... Because... It's the best stuff on earth But it's not made by Snapple And to think that Adam Only settled for an apple Oops! You dropped your fig leaf Eve I just heard the voice of God Say I think it's time for you to leave… You better leave the garden Now that you've had your fun If Eve came from a rib Then you know where... The snake came from (9) BEHAVE I don't need to be treated Like I'm a superstar I just needed to feel needed And Honey there you are Back seat love – can't beat it And you're making it hard To resist ya - you fine sista I'd like to break you like the law Standing looking down at you Wishing that you were on top of me You don't need to say you love me That's never been my number one priority I'm not looking for purity… On that you can be sure Maybe it's just the Magellan in me, baby That finds the need to explore Yeah, I used to go buck wild Back in the day Then one day my daddy Took me aside He said, "Son behave… Stop thinking like a child It's time to act your age… It's time to act your age" (10) SPREADING THE WORD I just cracked my first beer But I ain't much fun 'til I had about eight more That's the only way I don't think so clear As I forget the harsh reality That this world has in store I imagine it's mostly the same For just about everybody like me At least that's what I claim At least that's what, so far, I see The whole world's going to hell Because of money, because of technology Because of greed And of course it doesn't help When you've got six billion people More than you need Man's the only animal who takes prisoners The only species where Someone can get something for nothing We're the only ones who pay taxes for welfare We're the only ones who hold A finger on the button Darwin was right About everybody but us We could use another plague… We could use another flood Many secretly agree with what I say But no one's willing to board that bus We could use another world war So we can spill some more of our blood Yeah, there's many who agree But then say, "What…Who…Me?" Would rather be sitting on the fence Than hanging from a tree No, no, no They'd never make that big of sacrifice No, no, no They'd never take that advice They only say, "You first!" To which I respond, "Now that's absurd!" "If I was in the back of a hearse Then there'd be no one left to spread the word."

(11) TIRED We sat out in the rain because We were just so tired of screwing up A clap of thunder and she didn't blink She's been hit with everything but the kitchen sink Standing tall when you should have ducked It's quickest way to get fucked up As you're the one left out in the rain You think it's time that maybe you changed Got caught in the river and its turbulent flow Got used to things that no woman should know Got a decision that's only yours to make Got a way out… yeah you got an escape You can go live with your brother He ain't been right since mother Caught her sister in bed with father Yeah, they were all over each other They ended up having a daughter My family tree's now is a jungle Rather than face the hot water They pretended her dad was her uncle Your brother has a farm in Topeka And you know he would sure love to see ya You could stay there and pick up the pieces Spent some time with the nephews and nieces (12) ACTRESS It's time to write you out of the story Since most of the lines no longer include me I don't want you to be the star of my movie I'm the wrong writer so why did you choose me? When you knew you were just gonna use me I thought I knew which way I was facing But I was the producer that you were directing Yet again casting made the wrong selection But I must say that you were cast Because your talents were vast You were the head of your class It sure helps to look like that: And oh boy… could you act You smiled porcelain glass Leaving an impression that lasts I find my mind awaken from its nap Blinking and thinking: Oh what a fine piece of a$$ It's time to write you out of the story Since most of the lines no longer include me I don't want you to be the star of my movie I'm the wrong writer so why did you choose me? When you knew you were just gonna use me I thought I knew which way I was facing But I was the producer that you were directing Yet again casting made the wrong selection (13) EMPTY ROOM You live in a box You build your walls And when you stand up You seem so tall That's just because You're in an empty room But it's not your fault So, I don't blame you When you philosophize amongst the dead I could imagine the conversations Going on in your head Of course they're mostly centered around either him or her Or you and me... Never talk about Bolivia, East Timor or the Middle East Can't sing about the hypocritical Some listeners might get pissed Better to deal in the trivial, agreeable and bliss... Stick to matters of the heart Tell them what they want to hear Lull them to sleep with art The best paid musicians are magicians That can make the bad things disappear