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| 1. |
| 4:11 | 
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Why can't I feel things that I'm supposed to Why can't I steal Why can't I see what I have to do To make it real I laugh when you die I cry when it feels good And I scream because I want to Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here before There are two things missing from my life Love and money If I could steal them maybe I'd be Happy Gimme bread I'll want no more But give me cake 'n' I'll want cream And if I scream It's 'cos I want to Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here before If I could write my name in snow Winter to spring Would it mean that I know Anything With my hand on your head does it mean that I approve Or do I scream Gimme bread I'll want no more But give me cake 'n' I'll want cream And if I scream It's 'cos I want to Somethin' tells me I've been here before X6 |
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| 2. |
| 3:24 |
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All I can see is what I've fried And all the world in your black eye. I'll run in circles all the time I'll gather up all that is mine, Into the room inside my head, The walls are black, the roof is red. And fiery like a volcano I wear it like a massive halo This pretty speckled length of twine That's wrapped around your neck is mine. A ruby rose, stiffed and froze is what I give to you I'll run in circles all the time I'll gather up all that is mine, Into the room inside my head, The walls are black, the roof is red. If I could taste your salty head, And pick the dead hair from your eyes, Let your smell the sweet despise, Those peaks and throughs, guts for a valley, Are a dead sean in my back alley, How tall and wide you have to get, How big and dark and badly lit, And if I said I did, would you believe me, And I showed you gold, would you see through me And if tomorrow didn't come, Would you? I'll run in circles all the time I'll gather up all that is mine, Into the room inside my head, The walls are black, the roof is red. I'll run in circles all the time I'll gather up all that is mine, Into the room inside my head, The walls are black, the roof is red. I'll run in circles all the time I'll gather up all that is mine, Into the room inside my head... |
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| 3. |
| 4:03 |
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You'd put me in the ground. Your crime is always against me Do you fear what I could be I'm bigger than you'll ever be You'd put me in the ground Can't throw me away You'd put me in the ground Can't throw me away You'd put me in the ground I am what I must, Would you bite me i'll I'm dust. You're terrified You're terrified of me Question - Why would you kill me? Answer - 'Cos I'd cut down your king tree Question - Why do I frighten you ? Why do I frighten you ? 'Cos I'd cut down your king tree You'd put me in the ground Can't throw me away You'd put me in the ground Can't throw me away You'd put me in the ground I can speak so softly because I have so much power Question I can speak so softly because I have so much power Question I can speak so softly Answer Because I have so much power I can speak so softly because I have so much power |
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| 4. |
| 4:10 |
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Fit to burst I'm in love, No, no , no you silly girl Fist, a brick in my hand, A hole, hole, hole, you silly man I didn't mean to make this mess This paper muscle in my chest And stolen thrist won't be my end, But then I was here first Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding I didn't mean that last word, No, no , no you silly man I can't help myself I try,try, try and then I Crack it split to see inside, I run because I can't abide This tiny meat in my hand and the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding heart Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding I crack it split to see inside I run because I can't abide This tiny meat in my hand And the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding Hand - hole - heart - girl Couln't find the right word to say, say, say, you silly girl I drink a hole in my head it makes me think I have it all I didn't mean to make this mess This paper muscle in my chest This pound of flesh will be my end but then it was mine first Couldn't find the right words Couldn't find the right words |
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| 5. |
| 3:37 |
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Old man's ass Fifty heads wide Old man's ass Could stretch a battle ship, Side to side to side to side to side to side to side to side Are we all wrapped up, wrapped up together Are we all wrapped up, fit for the kill Are we all wrapped up, stacked up together Stretch my neck to look up to him Are we all wrapped up, wrapped up together Are we all wrapped up, fit for the kill Are we all wrapped up, stacked up together Fit for the kill There's a flower thief in my back yard again, I'll grin my teeth to make him stay, Trap him in my flower bed and then I'll feed him with my paraffin. Feed him with my paraffin. Feed him with my paraffin. Stretch my neck to look up to him. Are we all wrapped up, wrapped up together Are we all wrapped up, fit for the kill Are we all wrapped up, stacked up together Stretch my neck to look up to him Are we all wrapped up, wrapped up together Are we all wrapped up, fit for the kill Are we all wrapped up, stacked up together Stretch my neck to look up to him. Old man got me in the eye again Stretch my neck to look up to him. Stuck his bony finger in. Stretch my neck to look up to him. Turned me round and did it all again. Stretch my neck to look up to him. Now I smell like paraffin X8 Are we all wrapped up, wrapped up together Now I smell like paraffin X7 Are we all wrapped up, wrapped up together Now I smell like paraffin X4 |
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| 6. |
| 0:11 |
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You've never seen what I could do. Like run a mile and jump hoops too And ruin everything for you Could make me smile if you want to Duckin' and divin' skippin' and skivin' Between the shit and the shovel, The ass lick and the grovel and God Oh what a Lord, makes me thankful for being bored! And everything you do To make me happy but you could Make me jump and spin Loops too And crack a smile in front of you Duckin' and divin' skippin' and skivin' Between the shit and the shovel, The ass lick and the grovel and God Oh what a Lord, makes me thankful for being bored! You know I hate it when you cry It makes me want to burn your eyes With a poker every time And chase my tail to make you smile. Duckin' and divin' skippin' and skivin' Between the shit and the shovel, The ass lick and the grovel and God Oh what a Lord, makes me thankful for being bored! Duckin' and divin' skippin' and skivin' Between the shit and the shovel, The ass lick and the grovel and God Oh what a Lord, makes me thankful for being bored! |
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| 7. |
| 4:09 |
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I ... I picked this pine Stuck in my side I've made my head, And there I'll hide my Mouth a grin My muscle taut My mind is clear, Devoid of thought My... my mouth is red The lies are real And perfect as The love I steal You picked this pine, Stuck in you arm And then you just Ran out of charm I... I picked this pine, Stuck in my side I've made my head, And there I'll hide my Mouth a grin My muscle taut My mind is clear, Devoid of thought Now all the time I hear you say I wasn't meant To be this way my Noose is tied, The slack is cut I picked my pine My stink is mine I wasn't meant to be this way My stink is mine. I wasn't meant to be this way My stink is mine. |
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| 8. |
| 5:32 |
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Martine is at the piano,a cigarette hanging from her lips" The more I see, the more I do, The more I spit, the more I chew, The more you suck, the more I have to Swallow baby. And when I see the things you do, The more I want the least of you, The more I spit, the more you have to Swallow baby. You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push to make me Swallow baby. You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push to make me Swallow baby. And so you think that I'm a freak Because I refuse to sneak Around the back of your dull head is Hollow baby. And maybe you can see me lie Out of your one good eye Around the back of your dull head so Hollow baby Hang Bone? Hang Bone? I don't need yours, 'cos I got one of my own. Hang Bone? Hang Bone? I don't need yours, 'cos I got one of my own. And now I see the things you do It makes me want the least from you, How does it suck for you to have to Swallow baby So maybe you can see me lie, Out of your one good eye Around the back of your dull head so Hollow baby. Swallow baby X4 You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push to make me Swallow baby. You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push it, You think you gotta push to make me Swallow baby. Hang Bone? Hang Bone? I don't need yours, 'cos I got one of my own. Hang Bone? Hang Bone? I don't need yours, 'cos I got one of my own. |
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| 9. |
| 4:08 |
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Fool, what is your name Should I hang my head in shame When you say your name is mine When you say your name is mine I could fill your shoes If my mouth of useless words won't do Would you say those words were mine X4 Leech in my belly suck on me daddy-oh Would you say those words were mine Oh the mess you've made If one word equalled one hatchet blade Would you say that blade was mine X4 Leech in my belly suck on me daddy-oh Fool, how up is high If a mountain dropped me out of the sky Would you say its mess was mine X8 Leech in my belly suck on me daddy-oh |
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| 10. |
| 4:20 |
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Start at my toes, For this is where the evil grows My legs are sharp, might split your skin And spill the juice that feeds your grin. Take to walking up my spine, See my love drip down like spit wine And then I'll take your jewels in my bag And take 'em home to mama. I'll put your jewels in my bag And take 'em home to mama. Take the slaughter to the lamb Take the hung to the ham and back Take the neck to the crack and pow How does it feel, Whatever you get you steal And I'm bored here, rooted to the floor And what I want you just can't buy anymore So I'll collect your jewels in my bag And take 'em home to mama. I'll put your jewels in my bag And take 'em home to mama. I want some push to my shove, But your hand is in my glove And I'm mad, bad, ripped raw and bleeding Swinging like a beef hook on the hips of hell, And the stains on my boots say my life is going well To snap your skinny neck in two Would be the least that I could do So I'll collect your jewels in my bag And take 'em back to mama. I'll put your jewels in my bag And take 'em home to mama. Stop at my bones, For here my evil made its home For this is where the evil grows X8 |
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| 11. |
| 7:07 |
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I feel like burnin' this town This face is bringin' me down I feel like breakin' this town This fear is burnin' me now How can you live with this shit goin' on I feel like burnin' this town My fear is walkin' around How can you live X3 Now, now To be there is all I could do Is that so wrong Just one care is all I could find Now it's gone I'd open my heart just to see What's inside A mountain of raw that's too Big to hide How can you live X3 Now, now When I say I love you, I know that I lie But it feels so good to scream it out loud At least I try This fear, this fear is burnin' me now is that all I can get now? This fear, this fear is bringin' me down I know it's not mine This fear, this fear is breakin' me down It's all wrong This fear, this fear is bringin' me down is that all I can get now? My fear is walkin' around How can you live X3 Now, now To be there is all I could do Is that so wrong Now Just one care is all I could find Now it's gone Now I'd open my heart just to see what's inside Now A mountain of raw that's too big to hide Now |
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