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there is no castration feeling
in a chair you will be with me we'll dance [x4] but no one will dance with us in this zany town chim-chim-chim-cheerie 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 [x2] move that swing and watch it break, strength like an ox but i won't be there to leave you ah-ah-ah 'cause i don't have a clue anymore maybe we could dance [x3] together together together together first time you'll see and then you'll be five times forever and you'll never get lost |
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| 2. |
| 4:17 |
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know that i could
bend my tongue outwards leave your lungs hurting tucking my shirt in to pants i wear so well cross your t's -shirt smell worse than you're lying caught my dad crying loose like the wind from the rough we get par sleek city woman and waiting to spar well i'm drowning for your thirst [x4] getting off on the candelabra we call her Barbara breeding like larva she rabblerousin' dental surf combat get out those hard hats and sing me some scat late lovin' god (?) she's a-changing her tune i don't need a minister to call me a groom but i'm rattled by the rush [x4] wOoOoOoOoOo no soap in the john (x4) makes you wanna say your prayers... (rattled by the rush) |
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| 2:10 |
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sunday driving past your own hall of fame
it's closed on weekdays, shut for good pick out no one when you're talkin' felt like rattlesnakes were walkin' 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 a-see the rays and your thoughts they start turning tells you 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? what will i find? (fun fun fun, fun for the summertime blues) (it's gonna set you free) |
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| 4. |
| 1:32 |
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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.... |
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| 5. |
| 4:15 |
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doctors leaving for the holiday season
got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab and in the parking lots --is this the den he bought? he never, he never complains when it's hot he phoned the fallen daughter in the sauna playing contract bridge they're soaking up the fawn 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 candelight 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... |
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| 6. |
| 1:17 |
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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 beleive I will never leave your serpentine pad |
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| 3:15 |
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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 ale 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 [x2] no i won't need someone to let me go let me breathe |
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| 8. |
| 3:31 |
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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] |
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| 2:12 |
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the expedition has fifty goes
40 roses i neglect make you way way way way way way way far away where you stay where you play where do you play? can you say what you need when you really need it? are you gonna feel it? lady i know-know-know you don't no prices for your petty crime if i should function two layer under around the circle luxury is so tough so toughen up, toughen up, i'm a -toughen up tonight we interact like seperate worlds spoken variants you hurl saw you hurl |
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| 10. |
| 2:19 | 
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| 11. |
| 4:16 |
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come on in...
grave architecture (x2) walk the marble malls [?] the monuments to those who fall and it's a pocket less than narco shell-bit stiff the crypt and the others are rough and the hood's so rad and i'm fucking glad glad to see that, know what it means it takes a lot grave architecture (x2) stroll past the strip is it old? am i clipped? am i just a bathtub waiting to be gripped or found on shady ground? and the lampshade's poised on the overwhelm drugs, and need the talent to breathe it takes a lot oh yeah, you wanna be like a blind fish positive, we're positive-- go! takes a lock-grip, baby to put you to war and i'm pushin' you back than ever ??? that'll push you hard it takes em...... |
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| 12. |
| 3:33 |
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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 slipshed (?) watch in 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 and 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 wore your ?plank? for you in the d-d-d-d-dark of the captain (seder row?) 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 |
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| 13. |
| 1:45 |
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child, don't you know
i don't want to let you go child, don't you know that i don't wanna let you (x11) 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 (x11) |
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| 14. |
| 4:23 |
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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 |
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| 15. |
| 3:00 |
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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 ask? i can't believe she's married to roe 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 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 ask? why didn't i ask? |
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| 16. |
| 3:25 |
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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? |
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| 17. |
| 6:10 |
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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 winshields 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 shade i keep my head up for richie raid? i keep my head up for guilty rays? --(feel like i'm falling!!) allez! allez! allez! allez! allez! allez! allez! allez!... |
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| 18. |
| 1:52 |
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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 |
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| 2:27 |
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| 2:02 |
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| 21. |
| 3:06 |
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Hey, do you need a reason
Is there a separate season From which to come out of the spring I wait all summer long And then the winter's long Then it's longer than afterwards I don't need a timekeeper I don't need an interlocuter And baby you'll look a little cuter Day by day, day by day If you need a trademark for your sound You'd better look around Treat it like a window not a do-o-or And we'll get some more ...yeah Baby I could be a squirt Loosen up your magic dirt Waiting for the excellent coming of age Maybe then you'd squirt along Squirt along, squirt along Whattcha wanna do So easily fooled You are so easily fooled So easily fooled Come on now, marry me Please marry me Hey, I just want some respect I might be enough to cover you up And hold you down Next to me and then run you around Look at me once you might see that the color is red Blurring up your eyes and your head Coppertones and empire home Everybody needs a home Takes centuries to build And seconds to fall I wait so patiently for you to fall fall fall fall But you never fall Jimmy coconut I am the coconut, etc Buying the coconut,etc |
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