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Your eyes are burning holes through me.
I'm gasoline. I'm burnin' clean. Twentieth century go and sleep. You're Pleistocene. That is obscene. That is obscene. You are the star tonight. Your sun electric, outasight. Your light eclipsed the moon tonight. Electrolite. You're outasight. If I ever want to fly. Mulholland Drive. I am alive. Hollywood is under me. I'm Martin Sheen I'm Steve McQueen I'm Jimmy Dean You are the star tonight. Your sun electric, outasight. Your light eclipsed the moon tonight. Electrolite. You're outasight. If you ever want to fly. Mulholland Drive. Up in the sky. Stand on a cliff and look down there. Don't be scared you are alive. You are alive. You are the star tonight. Your sun electric outasight. Your light eclipsed the moon tonight. Electrolite. You're outasight. Twentieth century go and sleep. Really deep. We won't blink Your eyes are burning holes through me. I'm not scared I'm outta here. I'm not scared. I'm outta here. |
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I look good in a glass pack.
I look good and mean. I look good in metallic, sick wraparounds blackout tease. I scud along the horizon I drink some sweet tree tea. I get high in my low-ass boot cut cheap. I like being seen. I look good with my drink, eat, no sleep, Take a leap, longevity. I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973 I'm in deep. My head's on fire and high esteem. Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything. Oh, the wake-up bomb. Oh, the wake-up bomb. Oh, the wake-up bomb. Oh, the wake-up bomb. My head's on fire with high esteem. Get drunk and sing along to Queen. Practice my T-rex moves and make the scene. Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything. I had to knock a few buildings over, I make an ugly mess. I had to blow a gasket, drop transmission, I had to decompress. I had to write the great American novel I had a neutron bomb. I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21. I wake up (I wake up) I wake up (I wake up) I threw up when I saw what I'd done. Oh, the wake-up bomb. Oh, the wake-up bomb. My head's on fire with high esteem. Get drunk and sing along to Queen. Practice my T-rex moves and make the scene. Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything. I've had enough, I've seen enough, I've had it all, I'm giving up. I won the race, I broke the cup, I drank it all, I spit it up again. I've had enough, I've seen enough, I had it all, I'm giving up. Won the race, broke the cup, Drank it all, spit it up. Yeah, atomic, supersonic. What a joke, I'm dumb. See ya, don't wanna be ya. Lunch meat, pond scum. My head's on fire, in high esteem. Get drunk and sing along to Queen. Practice my T-rex moves and make the scene. Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything. Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything. Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything. |
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This is horror movie stuff.
The muffin is peach, you're makin' love. You mean this opera involves handcuffs? I lay defeated. Yeah, sour milk mouth, horseradish sweet. She's a girl and she's loving me. But distance is my tendency. I am defeated. Have you lost your place? (go away, go away) I wore my doormat face. (go away, go away) I hung my this or that. (go away, go away) I laid my welcome mat. (go away, go away) If I'm your oyster, where's the war? You leave me gasping, tattered and torn. I know you can't find a fork. I am just a little acorn. Well, acorns grow to mighty trees. You've got sauce, but you don't have knees. Now look who's asking pretty please. I lay defeated. Have you lost your place? (go away, go away) I wore my doormat face. (go away, go away) I hung my this or that. (go away, go away) I laid my welcome mat. (go away, go away) Call your bathroom friends around. I will fake a little frown. I will be your little clown, easily defeated. Yeah, shut the door and open wide. Seconal and astroglide. Fuck with me and traumatize. Don't you see I love your hide? All the beauty that's trapped inside. Can't you see I love your hide? Can't you see I love you hide? Can't you see it? Have you lost your place? (go away, go away) I wore my doormat face. (go away, go away) I hung my this or that. (go away, go away) I laid my welcome mat. (go away, go away) I hung my this or that. (go away, go away) I laid my welcome mat. (go away, go away) Go away, go away, go away, Go away, go away, go away. |
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Make your money with a suit and tie Make your money with shrewd denial Make your money expert advice, If you can wing it Make your money with a power ply Make your money with a buyout bribe Make it lie as long as you mean it I'm not king of comedy, Grease the pig, give a squeeze (squeeze me) Make your money with exploitation Make it holy illumination Say a prayer at every station Don't forget to ask for mercy Make your money with a pretty face Make it easy with product placement Make it charged with controversy I'm straight, I'm queer, I'm bi I'm not king of comedy, I'm not your magazine, I'm not your television Make your money, make it rich make it young and make it quick Make your money on the jukebox, baby, it's pick up sticks, Make your enemies make your moves Make your critics fumble through Make it smart and make it schmooze Make it look easy I'm not king of comedy, I'm not your magazine, I'm not your television, I'm not your movie screen I'm not commodity (all together now) I'm not commodity I'm not commodity |
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