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i got a broken face i got a i got a broken face uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, ooo i got a broken face i got a broken face i got a broken face there was this boy who had two children with his sisters they were his daughters they were his favourite lovers i got no lips, i got no tongue where there were eyes there's only space i got no lips, i got no tongue i got a broken face, uh-huh, uh-huh i got a broken face there was this man who snapped his poke in little pieces and then they drilled holes and then they put 'em back in there i got no lips, i got no tongue where there were eyes there's only space i got no lips, i got no tongue i got a broken face uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, ooo i got a broken face the little thing who loves my mother speaks no english but if you saw her you'd say "hey isn't she lovely" i got no lips, i got no tongue where there were eyes there's only space i got no lips, i got no tongue |
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Build high, build high
Build high, build high Cause my old man is bleeding And my poor dog needs feeding And this time I'm really broke So let me feel your leg of hope around me Build high, build high Build high, build high I said build high, yeah, build high Build high, build high Build high, build high Hold me up with pride Cause I'm not beautiful and I don't have no pretty friends, can't pretend I'm tired of believing in the things that go on here Lately it makes me feel just like someone's forming in the air air air Build high, build high Build high, build high I said build high, yeah, build high Build high, build high Build high, build high |
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I turned you on the roof to shine your face at me.
Drink wine from your tears, rollin'. Holy moly, rock a my soul Hey, rock a my soul Mmm, rock a my soul Ahh, rock a my soul Hey, rock a my soul Hard. I'm waiting We're waiting For electric In a manor, manor I'm waiting. We're waiting, sister shaking. Harder I try, All the odder I feel, like a Coltrane No brain. Rock a my soul Hey, rock a my soul Hey, rock a my soul Oh, rock a my soul Hey, rock a my soul Hard I'm waiting We're waiting For electric- In a manor, manor I'm waiting We're waiting |
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Betty always knows, Betty always tells
She's laughing desperately Said it felt like a river inside her bones When she went down to the well I'm gonna be with her, she's gonna take me there Lead me by my hand Her body a rocking chair for my soul When we go down to the well I can hardly wait, baby I can hardly wait 'Til we go down to the well Been thinking to myself, and if a love's not long What matter does it make? If there'll be favorite songs playing in my head When we go down to the well I can hardly wait, Betty I can hardly wait 'Til we go down to the well Down to the well, down to the well |
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Break My Body
I'm a hard looser You'll find me crashing through my mother's door I am the ugly lover You'll find us crawling on the dirty floor Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones (3x) I'm a belly dancer I'll shake forever and I'll never care I'm a building jumper Roof to roof you see me flying in the air Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones (3x) Somebody got hurt Somebody get hurt Somebody got her |
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I'm Amazed
...girls and fucked 'em at school. l I know is that there were rumours he was into field hockey players. So he applied basically. He was gone the next day. And went off with the team. It's like, he was go-they just like, it was so hush hush. They were so...quiet about it. And then the next thing you know... The day before I was wed She went upstairs And then she cut her head away I'm amazed (4x) And when I was A little boy A ball of string Might get up to the rain (???) Before I died I took my Honda And cranked it up up up Too bad it don't have no brakes I'm amazed (4x) |
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Outside there's a boxcar waitin'
Outside the family stew Out by the fire breathin' Outside we wait 'til face turns blue I know the nervous walkin' I know the dirty beard hangs Out by the boxcar waitin' Take me away to nowhere plains There is a wait so long You'll never wait so long Here comes your man, here comes your man Here comes your man Big shake on the boxcar movin' Big shake to the land that's falling down Is a wind makes a palm stop blowin' A big, big stone fall and break my crown There is a wait so long You'll never wait so long Here comes your man, here comes your man Here comes your man, here comes your man There is a wait so long You'll never wait so long Here comes your man, here comes your man Here comes your man, here comes your man |
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There is something about this song
This is a song about something there We did the clubs what ass I was hoping to have her in the sack I was looking handsome She was looking like an erotic vulture I was all dressed in black, she was all dressed up in black Everything was fine down here What you call it here call it what you will here Way down down down in this subbacultcha Her warm white belly in the life I'd lived had seen nothing finer She shakes and she moves me or something She's like jellyroll, like sculpture I was wearing eyeliner, she was wearing eyeliner It was so good down here Saving for my scrapbook here Way down, down, down in this subbacultcha Now we live on the sea And relax and ride the tack Drug running on this Panamanian schooner She walks the deck in a black dress and me, I dress up in black And we listen to the sea and look at the sky in a poetic kind of way What you call it when you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way You know when you grope for luna |
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In heaven, everything is fine
In heaven, everything is fine In heaven, everything is fine You've got your good thing And I've got mine In heaven, everything is fine In heaven, everything is fine In heaven, everything is fine You got your good thing And you've got mine In heaven! Everything is fine In heaven In heaven! Everything is fine In heaven You've got your good thing and you've got mine! In heaven, everything...is...fine |