Contextual Analysis of "Everyone is arguing over bathrooms" in Lyrics

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The Conspiracies are happening (or not). Who gives a shit?/

Everyone is arguing over bathrooms

I'm pissed off/tee'd off/ off my rocker – Coocoo for Cocoa but too cool/ for school when it comes to mental junk food / and brain candy decay. Binge watching the flip-flops./ I'm a few bucks away from a one stop shop wanting two cans of the kind and that's Sam I am; double fisting micheladas on a funday. A suedehead, demented, skinhead in Timberlands with a scowl under my skully/ two eyes over ugly/ skipping over the other drunks and their booze blues/ while pissing on the dessicated scenarios of “who's who?”/ When I guess really it should be “Who's food?”/

AT_RO_PHY

Singer: JK∕47

Album: Tuned to a Dead Channel∕Body Heat Radio Tapes

The Conspiracies are happening (or not). Who gives a shit?/

Everyone is arguing over bathrooms, decorum, politics/ parking spaces at entropy, you name it/

I'm pissed off/tee'd off/ off my rocker – Coocoo for Cocoa but too cool/ for school when it comes to mental junk food / and brain candy decay. Binge watching the flip-flops./ I'm a few bucks away from a one stop shop wanting two cans of the kind and that's Sam I am; double fisting micheladas on a funday. A suedehead, demented, skinhead in Timberlands with a scowl under my skully/ two eyes over ugly/ skipping over the other drunks and their booze blues/ while pissing on the dessicated scenarios of “who's who?”/ When I guess really it should be “Who's food?”/

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The Conspiracies are happening (or not). Who gives a shit?/

Everyone is arguing over bathrooms, decorum, politics/ parking spaces at entropy, you name it/

I'm pissed off/tee'd off/ off my rocker – Coocoo for Cocoa but too cool/ for school when it comes to mental junk food / and brain candy decay. Binge watching the flip-flops./ I'm a few bucks away from a one stop shop wanting two cans of the kind and that's Sam I am; double fisting micheladas on a funday. A suedehead, demented, skinhead in Timberlands with a scowl under my skully/ two eyes over ugly/ skipping over the other drunks and their booze blues/ while pissing on the dessicated scenarios of “who's who?”/ When I guess really it should be “Who's food?”/

AT_RO_PHY

JK∕47

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