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Ooooh Hush baby turn around
Ooooh it's the call of the playground And dream you were sucking poison down And there was your dollar scar Is that a bruise or a kiss? (treat me like you oughtta) Set down yr booty miss Tell me what you want I'm afraid to put you out on the table with your mouth Did you ever? Baby tell me what you want I'm a star Star Star Is that a bruise or a kiss? (treat me like you oughtta) Set down yr booty miss The cream of California speak of this |
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| 2. |
| 3:44 |
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There's a red house road
And lies beyond it Something like a chicken coup Not sure though I go overdose And the ghost of my brain Goes to yours And something comes quite clear Smoke is her name but she'll grow Can't stop the rain nor the snow, no Am I talking 'bout The medicine, the legal thing You eat when you are sick Am I falling out Of sight design beyond the red house road I move too quick She's got real big bones And a gorgeous home And between her, um And me there's something quite good I love Smoke is her name but she'll grow Can't stop the rain nor the snow I dream, dream, dream But don't look Look, look, look, no I Dream, dream, dream But don't look Love, love, love She's a buzzing bee She's a person see Between you and me Someone I want bad But can't have I'm an overgrown Little wanting boy She's my only joy And covers come between us to clear Smoke is her name but she'll grow Can't stop the rain nor the snow I dream, dream, dream But don't look Look, look, look, no I Dream, dream, dream But don't look Look, look, look, no I Mmm... don't grow |
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| 3. |
| 2:48 |
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Saw you in town
I thought you were lovely And stared at the ground I'll follow you wherever you go Rabbit season ended when I shot up the hole They said you were missing Except for your bow which floated on the wind sailored snow I appear from air whenever you're around Breathe me into being Let me muscle through your crown When you tear me up don't fear me I'll be a mess for miles around On a beauty strike from birth to you Saw you in town I Fingered you down I thought you were lovely And stared at the ground I'll follow you wherever you go Rabbit season ended when I shot up the hole They said you were missing Except for your bow which floated on the wind sailored snow I appear from air whenever you're around Breathe me into being Let me muscle through your crown When you tear me up don't fear me I'll be a mess for miles around On a beauty strike from birth to you |
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| 4. |
| 4:02 |
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Well it's the saddest day of my life
I don't know where we are I don't know what to do too dropped to go driving Since you escaped my life It's hard-nosed darkness and I June now and I'm going to find you Just as soon as I can get to the right I'm going to watch you be gone Baby what have I done? wicked witch of the highway sitting in a river tonight to drown this darkness and spite The single reminder of sunlight It's sad when you leave me alone I get so scared I just sit by the phone It's sad when you leave me alone I've no desire since you left I couldn't get my eyes to see much wronger Well it's the happiest time of the year for those who've had it Oh dear I guess I get it - spirit seasoning for the future Dock party man over side Howl in the darkness and die but you know I'm going to find you It's sad when you leave me alone I get so scared I just sit by the phone It's sad when you leave me alone I've no desire since you left I couldn't get my eyes to see much wronger You look terrified of me you might do worse Don't fantasize on me - your heart will bleed Your eyes will burn Damned if I can't speak the magic words Sit on a rich man and get back your itch Sit on a rich man and get back your reach You're wrong, girl You're wrong, girl It's sad when you leave me alone |
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| 5. |
| 4:07 |
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I am the man that rolls
You can find me hanging from a tree My teeth are fit with mandibles and a dangled fig I duly comb the sea-foam till you wash home for good- nesssakes alive honey-bee I am he I am the man that rolls Do you want to check the tag? (no,no) The finger sticking animals Do you want to drag? I don't like to see blood. Are you yellow? Goodnesssakes alive mother hen I am the man that rolls Tied up warming trouble There's a confit of mud my dew-eyed lady double with two right eyes you'll never find yourself I see you struggle A confit of men found teed off the brow Don't fill up on candy You've really gotta hold me I am the man that rolls You can find me hanging from a tree My teeth are fit with mandibles and a dangled fig I duly comb the sea-foam till you wash home for good- nesssakes alive honey-bee I am the man that rolls Tied up warming trouble There's a confit of mud my dew-eyed lady double over two right eyes you'll never find yourself I see you struggle A confit of men proud Stay up somehow Don't fill up on candy You've really got soul Dew-eyed lady double with too wide eyes you always see through shell to pearl blue bubble b-b-bursting hives through the surface seams to a fell of steeple rubble there's a coffin grate in a self-enstated strewn up gated hovel with a goo-eyed baby born of maybe cellofeighning love oh did you hear that one it's the joke of ages dew-eyed lady double with too wide eyes you always see through shell to pearl blue bubble b-b-bursting hives through the surface seams to a fell of steeple rubble there's a coffin grate in a self-enstated strewn up gated hovel with a goo-eyed baby born of maybe cellofeighning love |
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| 6. |
| 4:05 |
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All eyes are different
from the gold ones to blue to brown I want yours to stick around All eyes are different from the gold ones to blue to brown I want yours to stick around Just trying to make you say yes Just trying to make you say yes All eyes are different from the gold ones to blue to brown I want yours to stick around There's something I never told you I'm two loving arms to e'er enfold you and scared stiff in love And there's one I need about you it's your assurance to never doubt you I'm scared stiff in love I won't scream I want a sweet night sweet sleep tight turn on your pillow lights click off see? sweet beams all you've got to do honeydew is dream on me zzzzzz |
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| 7. |
| 2:33 | 
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| 8. |
| 3:34 |
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Check the resume - fine
we wanna do you favors we're so divine that you can trust all your neighbors a riddle: if I go away who will you trust with your good days? Check the resident wine he wants to do you me favors ennui so divine that you mistrust all your neighbors a slinky red auction call that kicks up dust when the skirts fall don't go so high you climb clear over the wall bubble when you bubble this is a trouble-log to travel on in your pacific plastic bottle you can sail three sheets to gone and into my arms I'm resolute finally want to do you favors lips do divine that you can hush all your neighbors a riddle: if go away who can you trust on a first date? don't get so lost you can't place your bio bubble when you bubble this is a trouble-log to travel on in your pacific plastic bottle you can sail three sheets to gone and into my arms sunburned fingers brown you think it's done but then it's over sunburned fingers brown you think it's done but then it's over sober and sitting down you think to stand and then it's over bubble when you bubble this is a trouble-log to travel on in your pacific plastic bottle you've got a major-ass problem with your savage servent what to do? won't you do me right when we make love we like to get the fire bright a savvy suck and won't you do won't you do me right when we make love we like to get the fire bright |
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| 9. |
| 2:36 |
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| 10. |
| 4:27 |
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I put up a song
sad to grease the temple start in the middle with no hands, no fans to hit me like you do I would rather be wrong than to burn forever, mired in achy blue The flames they love you but my lips catch fire I put up a sign said, "Grease the temple." Startled Tomatoes. It sounds like nothing so hip me to the till. We would rather belong than to spend our lives cold obfuscate by will I feel some lectric bass is up to Hill. Survival. We fight over who comes along. We let the dew drops beat us black and blue, balloons write the songs. Mistreat me like the the boy you knew who sings his life along, and spins you like a fool top. How long?wait?STOP I put up a song sad to grease the temple, start in the middle with no hands no hands to hit me like I like You can hammer these long words and sentences into obscenes you like I feel I'm missing; bait, just off the mike Survival. We Fight over who comes along. We let the dew drops beat us black and blue, balloons light the lawns. Treat me like the the boy you knew who swings his life along, and sings you like a fool song. How long?wait?STOP Feet don't want to drag. You lucky Jew, you're spot on. Let's see those fingers, hon. Spit out your gum and sing along. Oooo?your luck is through. They all still speak of your sweet decisions, son. About a suitcase junky bum. |
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| 3:20 |
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| 12. |
| 5:44 |
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Hey Stu
With your hair and eyes You make me feeeel Driving all the Sexy Young Ones crazy they scream a lot at ya Doing all the things you like to do they've got a right to want to scream Up and getting what you need Are you a free man? Believe that Don't look Hey Nate The Face of Fate Have you been getting what you need? Driving all the Sexy Young Ones crazy they scream a lot at ya Doing all the things you like to do you play it tight behind a screen Up and getting what you need Are we free men? Don't believe that don't walk too far get back by the race the car gets packed by the case the stars are upstaged by the rain do have fun the truth hath come and you half-numb Hey Craig What're your feelings on hair? Have you been getting what you dare? Driving all the Sexy Young Ones crazy they scream a lot at ya Doing all the things you like to do but things are not what they seem Have you been getting what you need? Hardly free but believe you me I'm trying head's packed ass-in bass cab The scars on my sack mark the ratio of stars heard backstage to the lame sicked-out boys in the crowd who wish we were louder and hurl their hair powder you have gone away Drums allowed do make me proud speak out Enter the city in a thud-a-round you make me proud speak out into the wild Hello. What you say to me boys? oh to float on shapeless ocean I did all my best trick-tears for miles with these swollen eyes and fingers healthy courtship with death my bride Here I am Here I am touch me make me one make me want to follow hold my heart hold my heart healthy. Deck me one give me one to fall hold my heart hold my heart get me water Jimmy won't you let me settle I can't sit down |
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