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Songs: Summer Babe (Winter Version), Trigger Cut/Wounded-Kite At :17, No Life Singed Her, In The Mouth A Desert, Conduit For Sale!, Zürich Is Stained, Chesley's Little Wrists, Loretta's Scars, Here, Two States, Perfume-V, Fame Throwa, Jackals, False Grails: The Lonesome Era, Our Singer, Summer Babe (Unearthed Video from 1992), Silence Kid, Elevate Me Later, Stop Breathin, Cut Your Hair, Newark Wilder, Unfair, Gold Soundz, 5-4=Unity, Range Life, Heaven Is a Truck, Hit the Plane Down, Fillmore Jive, Harness Your Hopes (B-side), Stereo, Shady Lane, Transport Is Arranged, Date w/ IKEA, Old to Begin, Type Slowly, Embassy Row, Blue Hawaiian, We Are Underused, Passat Dream, Passat Dream, Starlings of the Slipstream, Fin, We Dance, Rattled By The Rush, Black Out, Brinx Job, Grounded, Serpentine Pad, Motion Suggests, Father To A Sister Of Thought, Extradition, Best Friends Arm, Grave Architecture, AT&T, Flux = Rad, Fight This Generation, Kennel District, Pueblo, Half a Canyon, Western Homes, Painted Soldiers, Be The Hook, Spit On A Stranger, Folk Jam, You Are a Light, Cream of Gold, Major Leagues, Platform Blues, Ann Don't Cry, Billie, Speak, See, Remember, The Hexx, Carrot Rope
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Ice, baby I saw your girlfriend and she was Eating her fingers like they're just another meal But she waits there in the levee washes Mixin' cocktails with a plastic-tipped cigar My eyes stick to all the shiny robes She wear on the protein delta strip In an abandoned house, but I will wait there I'll be waitin' forever I'm waitin', waitin', waitin', waitin' Waitin', waitin', waitin', waitin', go Minerals, ice deposit daily Drop off the first shiny robe I've got a lotta things I want to sell, but Not here, babe You took 'em all Every time I sit around, I find I'm shot Every time I sit around, I find I'm shot Every time I turn around, my friend Every time I sit around, my friend Every time, every time, every time, every time Every time, every time, every time You're my Summer babe Summer babe Summer babe Summer babe
Take me down from the ridge where the summer ends Watch the city spread out just like a jet's flame I've got a secret for you, I cut your angel in two I left her bleeding and soaked it with a dry sponge No life has singed her now No life has singed her now No life has singed her now No life has singed her now I can see it fade We've got a license to live, it's our only one If it expires we float up to the dust haze I've got a picture of you, i cut your angel in two I saw her spinning and dripping on your new dress No life has singed her now No life has singed her now No life has singed her now No life has singed her now I can see it fade
I can't sing it strong enough Cause that kind of strength I just don't have If you watch the light change Don't hold them hanging You think it's easy, but you're wrong I am not one half of the problem Zürich is stained and it's not my fault Just hold me back or let me run (Shalala la) (Ba da la da ba) (Ba da lala ba) So what does it mean, a mistake or two If it's the kind of mistakes no one can trace To the fountain where we sold it And he held them hanging You think it's easy, but you're wrong I'm not one half of the problem Zürich is stained and it's not my fault Just hold me back or let me run You think it's easy, but you're wrong I am not one half of the problem Zürich is stained and it's not my fault Just hold me back or let me run (Shalala la) (Ba da la da ba) (Ba da lala ba)
One, two, three, four I'm bogged, I'm bogged down I am bogged down I am, I'm bogged down I am, I am bogged down Do you think I'm who I am?
Fun for an hour when the hour's gone Can one trick nights feed 40 days? In my bed at the break of dawn She shivered like a vein slashed bright and new She's got the radioactive, and it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay She's got the radioactive, and it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay Grip force the vials, strip the locks Smash the set and slash the beds And when it looks like a wife's ex-plot We'll cover all the rugs with cheap perfume She's got the radioactive, and it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay She's got the radioactive, and it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay (Like a docent's lisp, like a damsel's spit) she's got the radioactive And it makes me feel okay (like a dry gin's twist) (Of lime) I don't feel okay She's got the radioactive (like a poor old sir, like a poke's dull spurs) (Like a pastor's flock) and it makes me feel okay (No church) I don't feel okay
Fame thrower pass out the gold The diamond watch, the last reward All the things we hid before you sold us out and took it all Head-borne cries from zenith sluts Astral rites from dead-end ruts And these ends are sick-end wars These ends were sick and wars He's one of our nation's spies He's one of our first recruits I click with her leather thighs He's one of our first recruits How can you know? In the distance lies a grower Née rude-off, king fame thrower Son of groupie, bed-worn sexon Spent his cash convincing us that the desert was a star-scape Took our lives for a satellite so we could cry Naked, naked foul He's one of our nation's spies He's one of our first recruits I click with her leather thighs One of our first recruits
I've got one holy life to live I've got one holy life to give I've got one holy life to live I've got one holy life to give
I've been waitin' Anticipatin' Sun comes up The skies won't sink my soul I've dreamt of this But is never comes But it never comes The risin' The natures dry Folk! I've been dreamin' Traced out but dreamin' The sun coems up The blisters burn my soul I'm dreamin Of something now Of something now Of the risin' The natures dry And all the groovey ones (?)
Silent kid, no one to remind you You got no hands, no reels to remind you Silent kid, don't take your pawn shop home on the road, goddamn you Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tongue This is the city life (this is a city life) Come on, let's talk about leaving Come on, now, talk about your family Your sister's curse, your father's old and damned, yeah Silent kid, don't listen to their grandmother's advice about us, yeah Silent kid, don't listen to the rain Hand me the drum stick, snare kick Blues call and response, I lose myself in change Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm inside 'Til five hours later, I am chewin' Screwin' myself with my hand
Well, you greet the tokens and stamps Beneath the fake oil burnin' lamps In the city we forgot to name The concourse is four-wheeled shame And the courthouse's double-breast I'd like to check out your public protests Why you complaining? Ta! Those who sleep with electric guitars Range rovin' with the cinema stars And I wouldn't want to shake their hands 'Cause they're in such a high protein land Because there's forty different shades of black So many fortresses and ways to attack So why you complaining? Ta!
Got struck by the first volley of the war in the courts Never held my service Send 'em a wire, give 'em my best, this ammunition never rests No one serves coffee, no one wakes up Stop breathin, stop breathin Breathin for me now Write it on a postcard Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me Stop breathin, stop breathin Breathin for me now Write it on a postcard Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me I can see the lines, open shutters, and the leaves flocked on a grid That's what they made my hero say But nothing gets me off so completely than when you put it down ten feet down in the ground Call and response, negative hope Stop breathin, stop breathin Breathin for me now Write it on a postcard Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me Stop breathin, stop breathin Breathin for me now Write it on a postcard Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me
Darlin' don't you go and cut your hair Do you think it's gonna make him change? "I'm just a boy with a new haircut" And that's a pretty nice haircut Charge it like a puzzle Hit men wearing muzzles Hesitate you die Look around, around The second drummer drowned His telephone is found Music scene is crazy Bands start up each and every day I saw another one just the other day A special new band I remember lying I don't remember a line I don't remember a word But I don't care, I care, I really don't care Did you see the drummer's hair? Advertising looks and chops a must No Big Hair! Songs mean a lot when songs are bought And so are you Face right down to the practice room Tension and fame's our career Career, career, career, career, career
Lane driver The forces against you, the rain I know everybody wants to put you down But I know everybody's gonna put me down I want you Because I'm rushing to feel you But I won't set you down, I don't need to Fly fly fly fly fly fly fly Don't try try try try try It's a brand new era, it feels great It's a brand new era but it came too late She won't let you know that I need a right to touch her She won't let you wait for me For me to touch you Crowds of the people and voices and steeples and wedding rings Wild are the horses and break-up divorces and separate rooms from My my my my my my my I love your tinted eyes So bad, so bad, so so bad so so bad She won't let me break you out When the picture's cut it free Three of us is enough It's the simple stuff i need Can't you see the stuff i need? Can't you see? Can't you stuff me? Stuff me.
Down in Santa Rosa over the Bay Across the grapevine to LA We've got deserts, we've got trees We've got the hills of Beverly Let's burn the hills of Beverly Walk with your credit card in the air Swingin' nunchakus like you just don't care This is the slow, sick, sucking part of me This is the slow, sick, sucking part of me And when I suck your kisses, it's ours Up to the top of the Shasta Gulch And to the bottom of the Tahoe Lake Manmade deltas and concrete rivers The south takes what the north delivers You film hack, I don't use your fade Lost in the foothills on my bike Drinking Euro, say goodnight To the last psychedelic band From Sacto, Northern Cal From Sacto, Northern Cal Take it, neighbor, you're my neighbor And I need favors, you're my neighbor You've done me favors 'cause I'm your neighbor I'm not your neighbor, you Bakersfield trash
Go back to those gold soundz And keep my advent to your self Because it's nothing I don't like Is it a crisis or a boring change? When it's central, so essential, It has a nice ring when you laugh At the low life opinions And they're coming to the chorus now I keep my address to yourself 'Cause we need secrets We need secrets-crets-crets-crets-crets-crets Back right now Because I never wanna make you feel That you're social, never ignorant soul Believe in what you wanna do And do you think that is a major flaw? When they rise up in the falling rain And if you stay around With your knuckles ground down The trial's over, weapon's found Keep my address to myself because it's secret 'Cause it's secret-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret Cre-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret Back right now So drunk in the August sun And you're the kind of girl I like Because you're empty, and I'm empty And you can never quarantine the past Did you remember in December That I won't eat you when I'm gone? And if I go there, I won't stay there Because I'm sitting here too long I've been sitting here too long And I've been wasted Advocating that Word for the last word Last words come up All you've got to waste
After the glow, the scene, the stage The sad talk becomes slow But there's one thing I'll never forget Hey, you gotta pay your dues Before you pay the rent Over the turnstiles and out in the traffic There's ways of livin', it's the way I'm livin' right or wrong It's all that I can do and I wouldn't wanna let you be I wanna range life If I could settle down If I could settle down Then I would settle down I wanna range life If I could settle down If I could settle down Then I would settle down Run from the pigs, the fuzz, the cops, the heat Pass me your gloves This crime, it is never complete Until you snort it up or shoot it down You're never gonna feel free Out on my skateboard the night is just humming And the gumsmacks are the pulse I'll follow If my walkman fades Well, I got absolutely no one No one but myself to blame Don't worry, we're in no hurry Schools out What did you expect? I wanna range life If I could settle down If I could settle down Then I would settle down I wanna range life If I could settle down If I could settle down Then I would settle down Out on tour with The Smashing Pumpkins Nature kids I, they don't have no function I don't understand what they mean And I could really give a fuck Stone Temple Pilots, they're elegant bachelors They're foxy to me, are they foxy to you? I will agree they deserve absolutely nothin' Nothin' more than me Dreamin' dream, dream, dream, dream, dream So alive
Heaven is a truck It got stuck on the breeze Ask the driver nicely I need a lift, I need release The sand in the boats On the rose-covered floats She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thrill I know arks can't fly I know the sharks, they don't have wings But lady, you need some cold advice About a few things Loosen my dress Tie me up just like all the rest She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thril She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thrill (California) She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thrill (California)
There is no castration fear In a chair you will be with me We'll dance We'll dance We'll dance We'll dance But no one will dance with us In this zany town Chim-chim-chim, sing a song of praise For your elders, they're in the back Pick out some brazilian nuts for your engagement Check that expiration date, man, It's later than you think You can't enjoy yourself, i can't enjoy myself You can't enjoy yourself, i can't enjoy myself Move that swing And watch it break strafe like an arc But i won't be there to leave you ah-ah-ah 'Cause i don't have a clue anymore Maybe we could dance Maybe we could dance Maybe we could dance Together Together Together Together First time you'll see And then you'll be Five times forever And you'll never get lost
Sunday drive past your own hall of fame It's closed on weekdays, shut for good Pick out no one when you're talking Thoughts like rattlesnakes were walking No one has a clue The parting shots The thin caught fault line Dancing across the frigid air shafts A spastic grass, a criminal's child Count to ten and read until the lights begin to bleed Lights, 'til you actually see the rays And your thoughts, they start turning Just lessons that you're learning No one has a clue The gauzy thoughts of those dirty Scots Wrestling with the elements up on the trail high I need to know where does it go? How do I get there and what will I find? Fun, fun, fun, fun for the summertime blues It's gonna set you free Fun, fun, fun, fun for the summertime blues
It's so funny we went right down to the store-we got the money so we'll put you down We got the money, we got the money, we got the money We got the money, we got money, we got the money Ho! we got the money now And i won't even let you hoooooo...
Doctor's leaving for the holiday season Got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab And in the parking lot is the Sedan he bought He never, he never complains when it's hot He sold a swollen daughter in a sauna playing contract bridge They're soaking up the fun or doing blotters, I don't know which Which, which boys are dying on these streets I know the medical world could knock you out To sell the coins that you jayed last Thursday Dine by candle light and hold your savings tight You never, you never know when the bridge falls apart We spoke of latent causes, sterile gauzes and the bedside morale We traipse around the table talking sentences so incomplete Please, plea, boys are dying on these streets
Frequently called numbers Snorin when you slumber Everyone, knows you do Why won't you admit it Screw you! And take it all Force fed integration From the corporation I don't need this corporation attitude I believe I will never leave Your serpentine pad Darling when you wake up Better ask the grown ups If they have posed'm twice Leave them and lead other lives Think it might be another thing That i would want to know but I don't know if I should, if I could And if I would any way I believe I will never leave Your serpentine pad
I traced my family line It ends up where the Window-passing grainy days Forgetting she's away Here's the straight and narrow Brought my wheelbarrow And it's filled with the lies And the dirt and the hurt But I won't need someone To let me be I won't need someone To let me be Up, up the counting thrones And the voice could soothe your Captivate the senses Like a ginger able rain Those who've got the mirror Curse the tainted pharaohs Take off, respect fun You might learn how it runs But I won't need someone To let me be No, I won't need someone To let me be No, I won't need someone To let me be No, I won't need someone To let me go, let me breathe
Rotten device, i'll say it twice I'm too much i'm too much comforted here Costs too much too much, we'll leave you Everywhere eyes, nowhere to die No place to shove your sharpened heel I'm looking looking for a tired face In case you wanted to go I know, i'm breathing in to the end Calling the bluffs, talking so tough Goodbye to the ugly steeple fear Good times for ever after I'm just a man You see who i am I'm binding my hooks And open the books Dirty black hearts Angel of corpus cristi You're so misty, tell me what i want to hear I know i'm reeling in...[x2] To the end [x4] I know i'll never know [x2]
And if you can't think of anything, then you gonna drink 'n' think it later (I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah) Before you go And then you go baby, you're gonna think what you coulda done better So come on, let it go, take it all (I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah) Your baby got a postage in the line Turn up later at your bicenten where you think about dad and you think about death (I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah) Everybody looks like a stair with the miles between us, spit in the wind 'til he winds the tiller (I can see, I can see, I can see) When you make bartender with an 88 track and everybody laughs in the middle of the chair (I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah) You get a little special at shakin' your ass in that class, it's not gon' make you better, okay? (I can see, I can see, I can see) Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under your best friend's arms Keep it under
Maybe somone's gonna save me My heart is made of gravy And the laps i swim From lunatics don't count Open up your stocking Pull out all the things You never wanted 'Til room service calls Room service calls Open up your hands And let me see the things You keep in there I want to split up fifty-fifty That's the way we do it In this rogue's town I've got all the glory in the world And i hope it doesn't floor you Before you go Room service calls In the random falls... go! Whenever (x6) Eve... eve... ever i feel fine I'm gonna walk away From all this, all that The groovy groovy kitty And little little pity With your slip shag watching back And skinny skinny people don't like that When you call on them Spell me... Spritzer on ice in new york city Isn't it a pity? You never had anything to mix with that Listen to the tender Behind the open chest in the hall Room service calls I'm blue 'n green, green 'n blue-oooo Whenever (x4) Ne ne ne ne never ho I feel fi-i-ine, I'll walk the plank for you I'll walk the plank I walked the plank for you In the d-d-d-d-dark of the capi-federal Jacob, jacob javitz, I'd like to thank you for everything Primarily your glass house I'm workin' the ballin' stores 'n I'm cashmir wrap sellin' Come along lads, Join hands, 1... 2... 3... go! (Guess, levis, guess, levis) Whaaaahahaahahooohoaoohoo The story it goes and a Distorted ghost Distorted ghost
Child, don't you know I don't want to let you go I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you I don't wanna let you Styles, they come and go but I'm not going to let you go Styles, they come and go but I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you I'm not gonna let you
Woke up to people so tall to you I can't so i won't stand Up chuck break luck Look for the splinters you might see where they come in Go down, sweet yardley I won't let you fall down, sweet yardley I won't let you fall down, here, now Ah- god damn the guts and the gore Nobody's crying 'cause there's no one to score for Come up sweet randy I won't let you fall, what you got to lose? What you got to prove? Who you gonna screw down here? ...now Here now... i am... here now... i am... here... now... Your life is about to-to come Away from the mirror in a rainshed Generation Fight this generation (x 15 or so) Stop right
Hold on tight she wears the seek It's got more stars than the sky It's still forbidden to excuse That little look in your eye I was busted in my gut that time That time I said "I know it's true" Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I? I can't believe she's married to rope I would have turned down the light But she always marked my fear Doesn't make it alright I wanted to stay there But you know I needed you more than that Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't I? Why didn't I?
One trial down in Spanos County Ladies always turn up to watch them fall And the hands they bind you They bind you like you want to be broken But the land is comin', babe It's coming up golden Gold and silver streaks When you hit them You can't buy sand In the gross land Don't say what to make 'em feel They got take it off my wrists Jacob you move up my wrists Jacob you move.when you move You don't move! you don't moooove! Alright i want a cigarette All those trials and things they try to do While wondering over why we're insane Damn land ho(?), won't you?
Ahhh! shit, baby. Canyon bro', your life is worked in Dream about the witch trials You get all too lot of pepper in your forecast Beneath the shady mezzanine Keep it when you want to belong... July fourth, raging fortune Dream about the witch trials Send in the romance of people with their dreadlocks Tied like windshields in the night Keep it when you want to belong... I keep my head on for pretty jades I keep my head up for ships and shades I keep my head up for bitchy braids I keep my head up for guilty ray... Waaaaaaaaaooow(x2) My.god.i can't believe i am still going(x2) Allee! allee! allee! allee! allee! allee! allee! allee!...
Your western homes are locked forever The new frontier is not that near Magnetic screens that fold in backward Will only bring you years of fear This is what i always wanted, A new home with a place to breathe Bring your congregation someday And you will never... Never see what i want I can't see what i want Can't see what i want I can't see what i want What i want Can't see
Harness your hopes on just one person Because you know a harness was only made for one Don't telegraph your passes, you'll end up with molasses Cauterized in syrup and syrup and molasses And I'm checking out the asses, the assets that attract us To anything that moves, we're deep inside the grooves And it's time to shake the rations 'cause someone's gonna cash in The plot it turns again, the reference starts at ten Well, show me a word that rhymes with pavement And I won't kill your parents and roast them on a spit And don't you try to etch it or permanently sketch it Or you're gonna catch a bad, bad cold And the freaks have stormed the White House I moved into a lighthouse It's on a scenic quay, it's, oh, so far away Far away from the beginning, the shroud is made of linen The yearling took the purse, the goth kid has a hearse Heart-breaking, earth-quaking Kiwis they are home baking Minds wide open truly Leisure, a leisure suit is nothing It's nothing to be proud of in this late century And I'm asking you to hold me just like the morning paper Pinched between your pointer, your index and your thumb It's a semi-automatic, believers are ecstatic You see the way they cling, the cold metallic sting And I'm living in a coma for Donna de Varona The harness made of hopes, the lovers on the ropes Nun is to church, as the parrot is to perch And my heart's wide open Truly
Pigs, they tend to wiggle when they walk The infrastructure rots And the owners hate the jocks With their agents and their dates If the signatures are checked You'll just have to wait And we're counting up the instants that we save Tired nation so depraved From the cheap seats, see us Wave to the camera It took a giant ramrod To raze the demon settlement But high-ho, Silver, ride High-ho, Silver, ride Take another ride to see me home Listen to me I'm on the stereo, stereo, oh My baby, baby, baby, baby, babe Gave me malaria, hysteria What about the voice of Geddy Lee How did it get so high? I wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy? I know him and he does And you're my fact-checkin' cuz (aww) Well, focus on the quasar in the mist The Kaiser has a cyst And I'm a blank want list The qualms you have and if they stick They will drown you in a crick In the neck of a woods That was populated by Tired nation on the fly Everybody knows advice That was given out for free Lots of details to discern Lots of details But high-ho, Silver, ride High-ho, Silver, ride Takes another ride to make me Oh, get off the air I'm on the stereo, stereo, oh My baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, babe Gave me malaria, hysteria
Blind date with the chancer, we had oysters and dry lancers And the check, when it arrived, we went Dutch, Dutch, Dutch, Dutch A redder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash And this emery board is giving me a rash I'm flat out You're so beautiful to look at when you cry Freeze, don't move You've been chosen as an extra in the movie Adaptation of the sequel to your life A shady lane, everybody wants one A shady lane, everybody needs one Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God Oh, my God, oh, your God, oh, his God, oh, her God It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God The worlds collide, but all that we want is a shady lane Glance, don't stare Soon you're being told to recognize your heirs No, not me I'm an island of such great complexity Stress surrounds In the muddy peaceful center of this town Tell me off In the hotel lobby, right in front of all the bellboys And the over-friendly concierge A shady lane, everybody wants one A shady lane, everybody needs one Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God Oh, my God, oh, your God, oh, his God, oh, her God It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God The worlds collide, but all that I want is a shady lane
You better find your way out, you better learn how to run You better walk away, and leave the angles for the shills Well I've been thinking for days about the means and the ways that I could Hate all I touch I know you're my lady but I could trickle, I could flood A voice coach taught me to sing, he couldn't teach me to love All the above Easy talkin' border blockin' transport is arranged Praise the grammar police, set me up with your niece Walk to Baltimore, and keep the language off the street Well I'm of several minds, I am the worst of my kind I wanna cremate the crutch I know you're my lady but phone calls could corrupt the morning I heed the surgeon's warning -- pillars of eights I swung my fiery sword, I vent my spleen at the lord He is abstract and bored -- too much milk and honey Well I'll waltz through the wilderness with nothing But a compass and a canteen Settin' the scenes Easy walkin' border blockin' transport is arranged
Sherri, you smell different Get up early in the bed -- for you morning comes so easy Spells have been cast and the urge has been lost Snipers posted bills -- as they should -- of our midnight vacation Back on the planet now -- I'm beginning to see just how Echelon your dreams and they'll come true Type slowly One of us is a cigar stand -- And one of us is a lovely blue incandescent guillotine The edge of creation is blurred and blushed Not a lot of room to grow inside this leather terrarium People of the bay -- it is excruciatingly gray Face the front when he comes for you Type slowly Cherish your memorized weakness Fashioned from a manifesto -- lady, I am no futurist I'm my only critic, I Trolls in the glen are consorting again The liberals say they don't exist but I know that they do Reinforce your literal ass -- hit it on the first or second pass Frozen images, respected few Type slowly
Old intuition -- on your dock we're fishin' Come on now, give us a grade A for effort, and a B for delivery C for devotion when the world starts encroaching on your plans Where is the savoir, where is the savoir -- he's not here right now Where is the savoir, where is the savoir-faire? Embassy row -- the fumes they lay low On lanes that are wide -- where the limousines glide On the wrought-iron gates and the bone china plates And don't forget your manners where the anthems play In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown Maids, they are frisked -- and asses are kissed I needed a visa -- I bought off a geezer Political favors could make you a savior In an open corner where the news is late In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take a crown, I'm gonna take a crown I need to get born, I need to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of being misread By men in dashikis and their leftist weeklies Colonized wrath -- their shining new path The converted castle of moorish design If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldn't mind The plots they are hatching, the surface is scratching In an open corner where the news is late In a netherland of foreign beads In a netherland of foreign beads In a netherland of foreign beads I'm gonna take you down, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown
A welcome to my friends: This house is a home and a home's where I belong Where the feelings are warm and the foundations are strong If my soul has a shape, well, then it is an ellipse And this slap is a gift 'Cause your cheeks have lost their lustre You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre, lustre, lustre, lustre Take it back -- send return out of time Tape machine needs to be aligned Aloha means goodbye, and also hello -- it's in how you inflect Put the bark in the dog, and you've got a guardian When the capital's S, it is followed by a T -- and it's probably me And the tones are grouped in clusters You know, the tones are grouped in clusters Well the tones are grouped in clusters You know the tones are grouped in clusters, clusters, clusters, clusters Take it back -- kiss me into the past Lately never gonna last
Out beyond the call of duty Hold your instincts hostage and stick near me Let's drink a toast It's the most I can stand to cry About the mental energy you wasted on this wedding invitation Let's thank the host You've been such a great host The roast was just so perfectly prepared Now I know you care Now I know you care We are underused We are underused Simply put, I want to grow old Dying does not meet my expectations Let's drink a toast to all those who arrived alive To tell about their struggles in hushed tones around a fire It's late winter Let's sink the ship Mix our blood, just the tip A Crip is sleeping on the basement stairs Oh, I know he's there Oh, I know he's there We are underused We are underused, yeah We are underused We are underused We are underused We are underused We are under, under, under, underused We are under, under, under, underused
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) You know you got it all wrong There's no other way to find it You know you gotta be strong And I really hope you plan to buy it 'Cause that's the way to Passat, Babe And that's the car to his soul He will bring you all the millions in gold, child If you will only let him have his role Everybody wishes you'd gone But I"ve got no time to find it And the dealer with the jingly song will never Match my price reduction 'Cause that's the way to Passat, Baby And that's the car to his soul He will bring you all the millions in gold If you will only let him have his role Owww! Yeah, you gotta be strong There's no other way to fund it All the plant seeds are young and able And I hope you find a way to buy it 'Cause that's the way to his heart, Babe And that's the way to his soul You got to give him millions in gold, child Before I go the way of the sold And that's the way to his heart, Babe And that's the way to his soul You've got to give him millions in gold, child B-b-before I go the way of the sold (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) You know you got it all wrong There's no other way to find it You know you gotta be strong And I really hope you plan to buy it 'Cause that's the way to Passat, Babe And that's the car to his soul He will bring you all the millions in gold, child If you will only let him have his role Everybody wishes you'd gone But I"ve got no time to find it And the dealer with the jingly song will never Match my price reduction 'Cause that's the way to Passat, Baby And that's the car to his soul He will bring you all the millions in gold If you will only let him have his role Owww! Yeah, you gotta be strong There's no other way to fund it All the plant seeds are young and able And I hope you find a way to buy it 'Cause that's the way to his heart, Babe And that's the way to his soul You got to give him millions in gold, child Before I go the way of the sold And that's the way to his heart, Babe And that's the way to his soul You've got to give him millions in gold, child B-b-before I go the way of the sold (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh well Gonna play this one How 'bout that That's right we will Everybody get your hands together And cheer for this rock 'n' roll band Say honey what are you gonna be for me We're gonna spell out his sights We play our songs We get along We tell the things that we know We are in luck The best between the foul and goal That's right Oh, yeah, alright Blues kid Know what you did This is the spice of life Spiral stairs Marky Ibold Stevie West on the drums And as I've been saying 'Cause I can take a lot off your wing You gotta loosen that out Before the shot gets down Good God Go Stevie Oh that's me I can play this thing all night I, I am a special guy I, I am a special guy I, I am a special guy Special guy special guy-uy Ah ah ah ah ah eh ah Ooh-ah ah ah ah ah ah That's right Whoo Ah baby Take it baby Oh yeah Hey mamma mamma Where did you come from? And where are you gonna go? "I came from México I'm going to Puerto Rico And I can't play my guitar" I open my mouth And out comes shit that I wanna say I gotta loosen that up Before my head gets sad And I will say be the hook Be the hook Be the hook, hook, hook Be the hook Be the hook Be the hook, hook, hook Alright
If you enjoy the company Of a descending family tree Well tuck in your thoughts, It's there or its not. The feeling is mutual Well pardon my birth i just slipped out Origins i can't brag about. Spawn of a bank inquisitor And theives i wish. Watch out the snitch also Involves himself in blackmail. One would think the interests conflict. Yeeeeah, hooo (Some meaningless gibberish about docks?) Changing the order... The air is so taut/tight i feel so thin Hot as the come to closing in Hot as the gun i'm closing in And reeap the benefits Beware the head of state Says that see believes in leprechauns Irish folk tales scare the shit out of me, yeah Be as it may i'm happy to say i'm around Miles accrued and passengers add up The message on a mirror says "stick with me" Cause no one's there To read your reflection when i'm gone Get it on
Tangled in the midsts of all the trust The way you pissed inside the brain file Technology drives Show me your dots now Who was it that said the world was mainly all divorces and spare change? Let's lethalize our slingshots and swallow propane You are a light, the calm in the day You are a light, the calm in the day. Senior year abroad I ripped the pea out of the pod In store for three months of exile in spain Where is the danger? Watch out for the gypsy children in electric dresses, they're insane. I hear they live in crematoriums and smoke your remains You are a light, the calm in the day You are a light, the calm in the day, yeah. My drive stick, gotta love it, automatic Oh, everybody's got to ride in something. High life, lived, comatosed him Bring it on in. Oh I hope it arrives by Monday. Dry ice, skid Button your slippers and porridge and nippers I have to die on Sunday. ? Cos' I am the isolated
So much for destiny, A pin prick on my knee, The frost you paint Across our dead affair. I sensed the toxic aura From the second we touched, You were stitched up venom And I was the cursed from the Vedic. Time is a one way track and I am not coming back, I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now, Time tired you're tainted through, Wind (wins?), songs and substitutes, I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now. The afterlife is steep, We wonder and retreat, And everyone is after us. Skirt the gaunt street hawkers With the black lemonade, Keep an arrow trained on their Conflicted minds 'cause they stutter. Time is the one way track and I am not coming back, I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now, Time tired you're tainted through, (fruit?) Wins, songs and substitutes, I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now, I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now, I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now, I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now, I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now!.
Lip balm on watery clay, Relationships hey hey hey You kiss like a rock But you know I need it anyway Angle for the ringside seats When they fall Don't blame me Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues How you gonna teach him to walk When he can't even finish the He can't even finish the songs of the law Are they civilized or satanist? Cater to my walls and see if they fall Don't leave me Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues They wear you down sometimes Kids like wine, Magic Christians chew the rind Cause bad girls are always bad girls Let's let'em in Darling we're up against it And there is no time for Tie-ins tie-ins tie-ins go! Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues Bring on the Major Leagues They'll wear you down sometime Kiss the wine, magic Christians chew the rind Cause bad girls are always bad girls Let'em in.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, etc. Billie and my friend the saint, You're perfect in so many ways, But you never looked hard At a fetus in a jar You never saw your mama change. And this wonderland of spite, Does not shine into your night, Like widows are seen As stigmatised beings, Who ought to have second chance. And hurricanes spin Like debutantes in a trance. Sue the fortune-teller, Rue the rising tide, General Washington, Patented that skull, Throw him out. Ship that hollandaise, Feel the heart fell of touch See the longer you tease, The stronger the needs, The highs and the fruit are long. Up to the one a kid, Call the bluff when the money's in, You're a hungry matron, And you are just what I need, I was tired of the best years of my life. Sue the fortune-teller, Rue the rising tide, General Washington, Patented that skull, Throw him out.
Capistrano swallow, answer to your inner voice And please return, God installed that radar in your pointy little beak So you'd return. Epileptic surgeons with their eyes x'ed out Attend to the torn up kid. Salivate and reckon with all the sick things That you did. The secondary stumbles cause the cadence of the count Has lead them astray, Pray their intuition leads them crashing into bodies In a perfect way. But I, I saw you reeling in a parking lot, I, I saw you rallying round a parking lot, Line up for the comfort and kick it on the bumper, Know (no?) there is no leeway You're standing on the freeway in love, Motion, you were destined for the paupers grave. Architecture students are like virgins With an itch they cannot scratch, Never build a building till you're 50 What kind of life is that? Stalled out on an escalator Wishing which way to return up or down, My Palestinian nephew got his face blown off In a dusty craft.
Carrot rope I see my trill A man to see but never will come Carrot rope I see my trill A man to see phone ding on his eyes A carrot rope I see my trill Time to get to my missing one Carrot rope I see my trill I got beat from fine weather gram Carrot rope I see my trill I got beat from fine weather up Carrot rope I see my trill I got lot to find the color Carrot rope I see my trill I got beat from fine weather, uh I got beat from fine weather I got beat from fine weather I got beat from fine weather
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