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Nonstop to Nowhere as recorded by
Faster Pussycat CHORUS 1: I'm on the lame train I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere Where it takes me I don't know I guess the tracks you make are your own Well it's 5 o'clock in the morning And I can't fall asleep again Times are changing and moving fast Way too fast for me Seems like only yesterday I was skipping school and stealing gasoline I've been talking I guess you call it Talking a white lie One minute I'm on top of the world And the next thing you know CHORUS 1: Sometimes I just sit and daydream And I just slip away from here If only I had a crystal ball Or could invent a time machine I'd go into the future Take a good look around And see what life has in store for me I've been walking I guess you call it Walking a thin line One minute I'm on top of the world And the next thing you know CHORUS 2: I'm on the lame train I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere Where it takes me I don't know I guess the track s you make are your own It's like achain gang going I know the exit But my problems seem to follow me Wherever I go Nonstop to nowhere I don't believe the preachers They're just sticking out their hands I don't believe the government And who the hell's this Uncle Sam? Mr. Conductor Will you help me off this train? Well I believe I'm on the wrong one and it's taking me down the drain CHORUS 2: --Scribe |
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| 3. |
| 4:08 |
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Meet Jack the bastard
He's born without a face He breeds disaster Everywhere he stays Searching for his maker Which he may never find His momma was a Shaker With a sweet heart, shaped behind He just goes anyway the wind blows (He doesn't know the way) It doesn't matter which way the wheels roll (He doesn't know the way) Meet Jack the bastard Oh no, oh no no Meet Jack the bastard He's a man MAD He's another Attila the Hun Someone pissed in his Wheaties No picnic for the father and son Searching for gold in a coal mine Just turn your fingers black From Seattle to the Caroline's With a dead monkey on your back He's a son of a bitch He's bruised and he's pissed, he's alone Oh no, oh no no Meet Jack the bastard |
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You got the right pronunciation
You got the meaning all wrong It's my, my first edition Revise it if you like But just remember it's a young man's book of bones There's more to me than the words I read Is it a language that's new to you If you open your eyes instead of your legs I wouldn't have to spell it out for you She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z She just loves me for my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you ever seen Can you ride my composition It's a tongue and cheek religion That I simply just made up Maybe it's my, my superstition You don't love me for my rhyme Well you know that's just my luck There's more to me than the words I read Is it a language that's new to you If you open your eyes instead of your legs I wouldn't have to spell it out for you She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z She just loves me for my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you ever seen "Hey there, sunflower." "If I was to let your fingers do the walking through my fellow pages" "Would you know what they mean?" "Oh yes I would. I know I would and between them I'll read." She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z She just loves me for my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you ever seen She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z When she puts her hands on my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you've ever seen |
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| 5. |
| 3:42 |
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Loose lips and poker chips
If you're gonna talk speakeasy to me Trash Can Louie knows the secret word For a shiny dime he'll give it to me They pay the fuzz and rub the judge Grease the local D. A It's down at the end of lonely street Where Ruby's doves give it away And behind the two-way mirrors Cheap and nasty, nasty girls Threads just disappear Madam Ruby's love boutique A sex shop Mon Cheri What this boy calls fun others call obscene Madam Ruby's love boutique Cheeks as smooth as crepe de chine At Madam Ruby's love boutique A snap-on diva from across the room Blows a little kiss to me You can smell the magic of that bone dragon Swinging her hips over to me Up the stairs and down the hall To love room number five Put your token in her vibrating box And watch Sadie come, come alive |
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| 3:54 |
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What could I have done to make you hit so hard
And your cigarette is not the only thing that left a scar You make me feel like painting the bathroom red I better leave before I'm brain dead It's the only way out It's the way out of here It's the only way out It's the way out of here Well it's the only way, well it's the only way out Momma says you're not supposed to touch me there Oh be a good little girl and give daddy your Teddy bear Now she's on the corner selling lemonade Papa selling pictures of her in the cage There are some things that you can never ignore There's so much sick folk in this world we adore |
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| 5:05 |
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Bitten by the bed bug she slipped in the slime
Said I remember everything was fine Had the boys wrapped around her finger back in her prime She used to play the violin thinking everything divine How long must you play With your pins and needles The wrong prick will take you away Like it or not This old maid lives in wonderland This old maid seems to sink even deeper in her own quicksand Always digging for gold always in the wrong place A brown nose and a dirty smile you better wash it off your face Junk is your religion it's the only thing that makes you pray You used to look like Marilyn now you look through window pain How long must you play With your pins and needles The wrong prick will take you away Believe it or not This old maid lives in wonderland This old maid seems to sink even deeper in her own quicksand This old maid lives in wonderland This old maid dances with the leeches, they're walking hand in hand |
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| 4:48 |
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Who said that money was everything
Well that's a crock, you know what I'm saying When the well runs dry Say goodbye to fair weather friends If I need a hug And feel like crawling under a rug If I fell on my face I know that you'd be there to help me up Cause it's you, only you that makes me strong Cause there ain't nobody, no Gonna make me live my life alone A friend won't leave me lying in the road While the others they just pelt me with their sticks and stones Won't steal my money Won't rob my home or take my honey I hope my friend will always be there while I grow old Lovers they come and go Like ships to a dock, a bunch of heartbreakers they are They blind you with their innocence And tie your heart in knots If I need some hope And I feel like I'm at the end of my rope You make that funny face You're always there to cheer me up Cause it's you, only you that will take me along Cause there ain't nobody, no I'd rather have to help me sing a song A friend won't leave me lying in the road While the others they just pelt me with their sticks and stones Won't steal my money Won't rob my home or take my honey I hope my friend will always be there while I grow old Won't think it's funny And stand up for me, while others call me a dummy A friend will always be there when I grow A friend will always be there when I grow A friend will always be there when I grow old |
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| 3:30 |
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Booty-booty
Well here's a story about a floppy romp All in all it seemed so fun You got a rotten bladder and spastic knees That's why she wears plastic sheets Her butt, it drags along the street Now there are no room for me She'd be so pretty if she went on a diet Come on fat bitch, do it, try it Fat girl She tried to sit on me Fat girl She's way too fat for me Fat girl Max-i-mum den-si-ty Fat girl She tried to squeeze the shit out of me Loose booty Loose booty Big ol bitty had a buffalo butt You thought that was big, you should've seen her gut On her butt was a sign that said Wide Load She's so big, she's got her own zip code That lady can house a family of four Give me a chimichanga please seinor She was so obese, she broke my bed All fat chicks, give good head Fat girl Her legs looked like cottage cheese Fat girl There just so much left to squeeze Fat girl It's her scent that makes ME wheeze Fat girl ??????????? I aint' gonna touch you, gonna walk on by Loose booty 36-24-36 Times 5 Booty booty ??? And you took first prize Loose booty L - O - O - S - E B - O - O - T - Y Loose booty Fat girl She tried to eat me Fat girl She's a real live rolly-polly Fat girl She think's I'm ice cream Fat girl Yeeeech, She's fuckin' ugly I aint' gonna touch you, gonna walk on by Loose booty When I see you wolfin' down those marshmallow pies Booty booty My brother's in the crack juice, it's his second dive Stinky Booty L - O - O - S - E B - O - O - T - Y Stinky stinky booty Loose Booty |
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I left the evergreen combat zone
For a taste of the better life for me The star dog left the mother bone For a jewel he'd never find or see You may have hated me, I don't know But I loved the way you played your role You couldn't stop to kick the jive It left your kin with salty eyes Hey Mr. Lovedog, you will always be The one back home that could have had it all Hey Mr. Lovedog, Lord knows you never really knew me God bless your velvet gifted soul Makes no sense at all Now you're the holy roller With the hubcap diamond star halo This is goodbye to Captain Hi-top Hope your Pearl Jam can keep it strong They may have hated me, I don't know But I loved the way you played your role You couldn't stop to kick the jive It left your kin with salty eyes Hey Mr. Lovedog, you will always be The one back home that could have had it all Hey Mr. Lovedog, Lord knows you never really knew me God bless your velvet gifted soul Makes no sense at all Higher and higher and higher we go Where we stops, nobody knows |
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| 4:39 |
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I'm a stoned lone flunky that didn't kiss your
Ask me questions, I didn't pass your test I'm the poster boy for delinquent debauchery I'm incognito, got my Al Capone sunglasses The Babylon night crawler With a prima donna on my wing Gonna make some noise before I die And shoot the bullet I loaded Can't catch me if you tried, anyway I'm gonna live with no remorse or sorrow The devil made me do it and I'd do it again Don't care if I slip into a grave tomorrow Cause when I go out I'm going out with a bang Freeze this is a stick up in your Ask and thy shall receive a sentence Life in confinement ain't a life for me I ditched the police man Still got my Smith & Wesson cuffs That links me to the money My head bone is connected to her lip bone Dig it, I ain't your wallflower Ain't your puppet, ain't no saint Call me old fashion But I'll do ya on the first date The devil made me do it and I'd do it again I'm gonna go out with a bang The devil made me do it and I'd do it again I'm gonna go out with a bang |
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