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Coming home from the school today
Crying all along the way Ain't no way for a boy to be Begging ma to shave me please You little punks think you own this town Well someday someone's gonna bring you down Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy You, take back what you said now That's the last time i cry You tell me what it is to be a friend, now 'Till i walk beside you on the street now Ma won't shave me Jesus can't save me Dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Going back to the school tomorrow Hang my hairy head in sorrow Ain't no way for a boy to be Aint' no way to set me free, now Ma won't shave me Jesus can't save me Dog faced boy Ma won't shave me Jesus can't save me Dog faced boy |
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| 3:18 |
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did you think that i would laugh
when you said i was small did you think that would pass as if nothing at all? you say a lot of funny things, my little bunny and i almost always laugh but that's not really funny you play the little bells and tell a good story you bake delicious pie and that's enough for me but i am big i am your man and you're my little honey and i like what you have to say but that's not really funny you must not continue to emasculate me the neighbor children through the window clearly see the little boy will wipe his nose becasue it's runny then point at me and laugh but that's not really funny |
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| 3:37 |
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you don't have a clue
what it is like to be next to you i'm here to tell you that it is good that it is true birds singing a song old paint is peeling that is that fresh that fresh feeling words can't be that strong my heart is realing this is that fresh that fresh feeling try try to forget what's in th past tomorrow is here love, orange sky above lighting your way there's nothing to fear birds singing a song old paint is peeling that is that fresh that fresh feeling words can't be that strong my heart is realing this is that fresh that fresh feeling some people are good babe in the 'hood so pure and so free i'd make a safe bet you're gonna get whatever you need |
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| 3:30 |
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Woman driving, man sleeping.
Wear the suitcase on the rack. White lines shooting by, on the pavement like the sky. Looking straight ahead, into the black. Woman driving, man sleeping. There's no radio to play. Sitting with the map, laying crumpled on her lap. Looking for the toll money to pay. *Man sleeping is man dreaming, in a large apartment house. Walking and knocking on doors. Woman driving, man sleeping. Passin' all the other cars. Searching in the black, but never turning to look back. A little metal box under the stars. * Repeat Woman driving, man sleeping. (x2) |
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| 3:16 |
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Souljacker Part 1
22 miles of hard road 33 years of tough luck 44 skulls buried in the ground crawling down through the muck aw yeah johnny don't like the teacher johnny don't like the school one day johnny gonna do something show 'em he's nobody's fool aw yeah sisters' brothers make better lovers family affair down under the covers trailer park of broken hearts won't let you leave until you're bleeding sally don't like her daddy sally don't like her friends sally and johnny watching tv waiting for it to end aw yeah sisters' brothers make better lovers family affair down under the covers trailer park of broken hearts won't let you leave until you rock ! .. 22 miles of hard road 33 years of tough luck 44 skulls buried in the ground crawling down through the muck aw yeah .. |
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| 3:22 |
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If you're scared of dying you better
not be scared to live. I've been spending all my days giving all I can give. Last night I heard someone walking through my bedroom door. What they want I'm not exactly sure. Chorus: A friendly ghost, is all I need. (x2) Working time on a broken watch, countin' days till the the old shop sells me back my saxophone and everyone's gonna leave me alone. Two times I thought I heard someone knocking on the glass. I hit my head and prayed that it would last. Chorus If you're scared of dying you better not be scared to live. I've been carrying round a grudge, I think I better forgive Last night I heard footsteps walking on the attic floor. Got up and I opened up the door. Chorus If you're scared of dying you better not be scared to live. I've been spending all my days giving all I can give. |
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| 4:44 |
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looking down town, sunrise of sam
bring it on down now, I'm in a jam where did you find such a rocking vest? so get away kid you've become a pest heaven can't help a teenage witch from sinking deeper down into the ditch x2 silky gown, pink and brown, shut you down and shut you up. little lizard legs and little lizard tails always taste better when you're sitting in jail still I don't think I can't resist after all the turds that I had to kiss heaven can't help a teenage witch from seeking deeper down into the ditch x 4 keep an arms length from the long arm law gonna to the banks for a fifity dollar draw gonna find a place where werewolves hang knocking on the door, for a fifty dollar bang silky gown, pink and brown, shut you down and shut you up. heaven can't help a teenage witch from seeking deeper down into the ditch x 3 |
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I don't miss where I came from
But each night I dream about being back home When I wake up in the morning I'm too tired, tired of being alone So I get up and go downtown And pick me out a little piece of ground Where I can prove something to the world I can prove something to the world Don't look at me I'm the bus stop boxer X2 Daddy put us in the truck and Dropped us off and said good luck, then One lucky kid waiting for the bus Made a winner out of one of us Don't look at me I'm the bus stop boxer X2 Going down by the railroad tracks, where People know that they better not relax I'm the man, baby, I am the man This is where I can make you understand I'm the bus stop boxer Don't look at me X2 |
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| 3:39 |
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Mama had a epidural
hoping I would be a girl. The night was black, the sky was booming the darker clouds were surely looming I heard screaming, the doctor shouts, and baby, then.. I came out. And here I am. found my way, down the street. Chicken Hawks, favorite meat The man was big, the gun was loaded, he had cash, but never showed it, I heard screamin', bleeding throat and baby I got on that boat. And here I am. Now im up here in the trees shaking off the bugs and fleas the days are long, the sun is beatin' each day i don't die is cheating Send me some lovin' Send me some lovin' Send it now Send it by giraffe, or jungle telegraph |
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| 3:29 |
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In this world of shit
Baby you are it A little light that shines all over Must take over and see us through the night daddy was a troubled genius Mama was a real good egg Why don't we just get together For whatever and see if it's alright I spent so many days Just staring at the haze And I think that that's a book That I don't have to write again Now when I rise I shine I got you on my mind And the question isn't if The question is merely when... Baby I confess I am quite a mess So let's get married and make some people More than equal in this world of shit I will make a pledge To get down off the ledge You and I belong together And forever we will have our love |
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Souljacker can't get my soul
Ate my carcass in a black manhole Souljacker can't get my soul He can shoot me up full of bullet holes But the souljacker can't get my soul Souljacker can't get my soul Left my carcass with the worms and moles Souljacker can't get my soul He can hang my neck from the old flagpole But the souljacker can't get my soul |
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| 2:28 |
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The sun kisses the morning dew
just the way that i'm kissing you The birds are tweeting in sweet harmony Teaching the free world how to be free The day is new and a good one too How can i prove my love to you I wanna give you everything Me and the birds now we're gonna sing When i wake up to your beautiful smile Sometimes it takes me a little while to realize that i am awake and that living today will be a piece of cake and i won't keep you for myself no you're not a toy on my shelf the world needs to know that you're here so spread your wings and fly, my dear The day is new and a good one too How can i prove my love to you I wanna give you everything Me and the birds now we're gonna sing |
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I write the b-sides
That make a small portion of the world cry I like the sea-side And singing songs that make you not wanna die Throw a stone into the sea And wait for it to come back to me Better get out on the boat Cos' someone told me that stones don't float I like to sit out back And look up at the squirrels in the trees They don't like radio tracks And they don't ever talk down to me Throw a nut up in the tree Gonna fall right back on me Well these guys know who they are And what they needs in their own backyard Whoo-ooh Whoo-ooh I like to play in the snow I stick my hand in, now where did it go? It might be mighty cold But that's all part of not doing what you're told |
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| 4:25 |
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So you've got balls now
Murray on the run Down on Newberry Street Seventeen seconds of fun Apes are overrated blocky A kinky batch of pudding, yay Garbage dump, pumpkin rot And candy apple gray Werewolf in the flowerbed Perfect day for lucky guy This song was never meant to be released What's that flaming ball in the sky? The crackhead from Texas He can read my feet A bruised pinata And a liquid pixie If friends were flowers Nothing gold can stay Gun-sexual sense And squeegee tails Bees in the cookie jar Symphonic despair Reinventing the manifesto Are you? We don't care Jacuzzis and bunnies A broken fondue set Koool G is in the outhouse You can be my Mr. French This old Frisbee Is shitting in the alley I saw a naked picture of me on the Internet Wearing Jesus' new snowshoes Golly gee If Hell is crowded, then we shall sing A hip song for the kids in the back For Michelle and the dripping of a faucet Ride the vicious bicycle on the tracks Olympic mayonnaise Doctor Thunder Low occupancy vehicle stops and starts With Hollywood suspicion The doctor had snake hearts |
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Jehovahs Witness, leave me alone
Jehovahs Witness, I'm not at home Keep on a-knockin' and a-ringin' the bells Knockin' your way straight to Hell Jehovahs Witness, let's not pretend That for one second you are my friend Knock on my door and I'll turn out the light Close the curtains and turn in for the night Jehovah's Witness, why must it be Just when I'm feelin' good I look out and see You're walkin' up in your very nice suit Walk down some alley where they'll give up a hoot Jehovahs Witness, leave me alone Jehovahs Witness, I'm not at home Jehovahs Witness, leave me alone Jehovahs Witness, I'm not at home |
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Well i went walking
Out yesterday A man was carrying a sign that says "the world is gonna end tomorrow" Hey buddy, got a nickel i can borrow? This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out The sooner you recognize this simple fact Then this rotten world gives you what you lack Ol' miss headtrip She's gettin' down You don't see her much walking 'round town Well you could say that she needs a little lovin' Looking for a light with her head in the oven This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out The sooner you recognize this simple fact Then this rotten world gives you what you lack Miss kovaleva She's lookin' good Walkin' her ass through the neighborhood She knows something that you don't know Something she learned about a long time ago This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out The sooner you recognize this simple fact Then this rotten world gives you what you lack This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out |
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