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Homecoming Queen
a horse, a horse my kingdom for a horse rattling on magnetic fields yes, I did use up the last box of sparklers before they went bad got wet or decayed homecoming queen, homecoming queen teeth what were sharp are ground down and done my crooked spine becoming more brittle what once grew straight and tall t'wards the sun absorbing back down to dirt like a sponge homecoming queen, homecoming queen |
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the parasites will love you when you're dead
la la la, la la hiding all the rattles in the bed la la la, la la come crawling in with bulging eyes now I can see there's a bad moon on the rise raking all the gravels from the tracks la la la, la la forget about the daggers in the backs la la la, la la scream cross the lawn with fire in her hair millionaires come tumbling down the stairs a big wind spitting female rain and teeth la la la, la la the dark wolves fell upon me wools and fleece la la la, la la come crawling in with bulging eyes now I can see there's a bad moon on the rise |
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"Ten to one piston
Two-ninety-two to five-o-one camshaft The heads at two er two fourteen one-eighty-one valves bronze cast They've been er bow ported Eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley Eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley Eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley Eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley And a three-sixty single plane intake" "What about your bass guitar?" "Same" |
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all you've got to do is look in the sky and wish
you might see his face in the clouds or relaxing in a spirit ditch he's been known to sleep on piles of dry leaves abandoned on October lawns sometimes he awakens with spiders on his eyelids rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming to soak us with water sometimes you feel just like a stone tossed into the deep all you gotta do is touch a woman's face that's warm with sleep and he can show up at your, your back door in the deep trace him back before he was born inquiring about an honest days work for a decent meal rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming to soak us with water sometimes he's hitching a ride in a freezer or appears as a mist he's also been known to introduce himself as a scientist he could be the retarded son of an old woman with seven fingers on each hand 'cos I know I reckon, he will come when he's beckoned for rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming to soak us with water to soak us with water |
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I want my records back
and that motorcycle gas tank that I, spraypainted black the owls have been talking to me but I'm sworn to secrecy I woke up in a burnt out basement sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch the moon it will rise with such horse laughter it's dragging pianos to the ocean if I had a home you'd know it'd be in a slide trombone I woke up in a burnt out basement sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch (mum on answerphone interlude) I woke up in a burnt out basement sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch |
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just when you've found your way to
the boiler room they come and dig you out with picks and shovels and acetelyne torches I couldn't do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit behind the boney walls of my skull there was playing a lullaby la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la la we're just trying to be free of our bodies our stomachs full of liquor all our lungs full of water I couldn't do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit behind the boney walls of my skull there was playing a lullaby la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la, la |
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you are a car
you are a hospital I'd walk to hell and back to see you smile on Saturday you are a star you are a sea of air I play great keyboards of horses' teeth on Saturday on Saturday I'd like to tell you how I feel I'll probably keep it 'til Saturday Oh Saturday, Saturday Oh Saturday, Saturday Oh Saturday, Saturday Oh Saturday, Saturday Oh Saturday, Saturday |
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saint of barges
queen of nails sparkling drumsets and murders of crows metal teeth of carousels lighting cigars on electric chairs buildings are rooks nature's a vice rattle of diesels snakes eating their own tails pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah |
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hey little dog, can you fly?
hey little dog, can you fly? hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hey little car, can you fly? hey little car, can you fly? hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps captain howdy's here but we can't see him we can't see them hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps oh yeah |
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we were both standing
in your mother's living room sweating up a storm in that terrible month of June and the sweat rolled down your cheek and into your mouth I knew this must've been a dream 'cos you're mother would never let me in her house you are the most beautiful widow you are the most beautiful widow you are the most beautiful widow in town many years later the glassy month of December I stood with my hands in my pockets trying to avoid a shiny wedding portrait hanging on that old woman's wall 'cos I knew you'd be wearing a smile that'd be too painful to look upon you are the most beautiful widow I bet you are the most beautiful widow I bet you are the most beautiful widow in town |
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She laid her head
On my chest As the sun burned Down the west There's one thing we still got This one last dance in this parking lot Oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness Oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness Then she woke up Into the fire And the flames kept Dancing higher Satan would laugh at her screams Then she woke up from her dreams Oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness Oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness |
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there's something going on around here
I could not crawl back if I tried I couldn't wait around I couldn't wait another second something going on around here I left my baby on the side of the highway she just couldn't see things my way someday I will treat you good someday I will treat you fine someday I will treat you good you know I should everything that's made is made to decay well I'm shrinking bones in the sun won't you tell me why that the beautiful ones are always crazy she's whispering like morticia now I left my baby on the side of the road I left her with a heavy load someday I will treat you good someday I will treat you fine someday I will treat you good you know I should something going on around here I could not crawl back if I tried I left my baby on the side of highway she just couldn't see things my way someday I will treat you good someday I will treat you fine someday I will treat you good you know I should |
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Sometimes I get so sad
Sometimes you just make me mad It's a sad and beautiful world It's a sad and beautiful world Sometimes I just won't go Sometimes I can't say 'no' It's a sad and beautiful world It's a sad and beautiful world Sometimes days go speeding past Sometimes this one seems like the last It's a sad and beautiful world It's a sad and beautiful world |
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the flowers of evil
you left at my door set 'em in a broken glass and tasted my own blood yes your hair looks beautiful today gasoline horses will take us away they charge forth with firey manes and bellies full of clocks four ton deaf and dumb we poor old dogs of god yes your hair smells like sunshine today gasoline horses will take us away |
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