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Late last night
I was speaking with my wife when she turned into a momur tried to put me uptight I said "You don't scare me" then she let out a scream that's when my heart started jumpin' like a broken t.v. She was a momur and it was just like I told ya' she said "You better watch out, I might bite a big hole in ya'" The very next morning I was watching cartoons when I thought I saw a momur it was you know who well, she backed me in a corner tried to kill me with a broom and shouted personal remarks from across the living room She was a momur and it was just like I told ya' she said "You better watch out, I might bite a big hole in ya'" Late last night I was speaking with my wife again when she turned into a momur again tried to put me uptight again she took me favorite guitar and she smashed it on the floor when she danced around on top of it, I thought I might get sore She was momur |
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There I stood in the night
out on the broken pier me with my feet in the sea you with your face in the clouds, the man in the moon and as I heard your voice, felt your laugh flood across the broken pier I wanted to die right then and there You smiled down across the waves as if to say to me "Everything will be okay, be strong and true" and I felt your eyes like the tide pulling me out into the air for a moment in time you held me there, father and son, home again' |
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Swingline throughout the backyards of the midwest
lean back, baby, in your seat on the train look through the window pane Look at that kid over there with no underwear and a silly dog who doesn't care his mother stretches to reach the clothes line while a mean neighbor leans on the population sign Non-stop through the backyards of the midwest eavesdrop, baby, from your seat on the train look through the window pane Some kinda Buick left in a stream it used to be somebody's' dream a town stares at the summer heat waves past a smooth afternoon, ready to close for the day |
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Jet set ski shop quasi silver Porche jacket
bleached blonde forty-dollar Foster Grant capped teeth two-inch eyelash pseudo gamma delta doll Adidas in heat Beer slob Saturday addict pops another top "Kill that sonovabitch," he screams at the t.v. the thrill of victory, the agony of my feet Adidas in heat Sports awareness T-shirt sports awareness T-shirt you have the paraphenelic regaliaof an athletic supporter Forced to wear this T-shirt sports awareness T-shirt you have the paraphenelic regalia of an athletic supporter |
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Yes, he was a fish head
his frontal lobe a retread he rode a little motor scooter they said he was a neuter tried to be a masher he was a failure as a flasher what made it most regrettable he thought he was incredible Here I come, yeah, look at me now I'm a smooth operator, I'm a mood elevator They always said I would be nothing but a fish head and look at me now Yes, he was a fish...sandwich unfortunate case of brain damage his modus operandi, a burger and a french frie his mother was a plumber his father was a momur he walked around a lot and took long naps Here I come, yeah, look at me now I'm a smooth operator, I'm a mood elevator They always said I would be nothing but a fish head and look at me now here I come, hey, look at me now I'm a stimulator, I'm a tax evader They always said I would be nothing but a fish head and look at me now Yes he was a fish head, as stable as a waterbed for fear of pantaphobia he moved to Ethiopia Here I come, yeah, look at me now I'm a stimulator, I'm a space invader They always said I would be nothing but a fish head and look at me now |
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She's demure...Friendly...Loving and good-looking
Good-looking and wealthy She is tall, pretty, thin blonde A loving person, great personality, fun to be with Independent, gorgeous, rich, powerful Liberal yet she's very romantic Of course, she'd have to have the perfect figure... Everywhere she goes she's beautiful Everyone I know says she's beautiful And I deram about her even in my sleep Everyone I meet says she's beautiful... Blonde hair, blue eyes, about 5' 6" Well,blonde about 5' 8" Blonde about 5' 9" 36" 24" 36" Everywhere she goes she's beautiful Everyone I know says she's beautiful And I deram about her even in my sleep Even with her clothes on she's beautiful... Not necessarily beautiful, but... Lovely...Sexy...She's contagious Talented...Creative...Controllable Very fashionable... Good religious woman She's extremely mobile Silent...Electrostatic... Enigmatic My wife...My mother Pretty with hairy legs... Everywhere she goes she's beautiful Everyone I know says she's beautiful And I deram about her even in my sleep Even with her clothes on she's beautiful... |
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You're a monster, baby
you're a super killer I want to be wiff you, I love ya you're a super monster killer show me your rhino thang |
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Well, maybe you're thinkin' I'm outasight
'cause I know you saw me kickin' at the gig last night maybe, baby, that's why they call twang bar king Rip bash smash, burn up a fret I can keep it in tune and nearly beat it to death yes, baby baby, that's why they call me twang bar king Well I can bash smash beat rip tear out the guts burn it up and make it scream yeah, yeah, yeah Ooohhh, listen, baby I ain't braggin' but I'm the twang bar king twang bar king |
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Come singing, saying praise
her beauty lives she is not dead Although I must walk alone I am part of her if I must hurt anything it will not be her Come singing, saying praise her beauty lives she is not dead What happens to her happens to me what happens to her happens to me Although I depart alone from our great earth she has given more than I can return Come singing, saying praise her beauty lives she is not dead |
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I recall as a boy we would hop the freights
wasn't nothin' but a kick back then there was no better thrill for my anxious heart than a long flatcar headin' out of the yard and I knew even then she was in my blood like the time when I first hired on and the fireman laughed at my bony nose but he tossed me a cap said GM&O and I was a man... I gave her my best years well, what can you do but laugh I don't expect she'll ever be coming back When we climbed up the great Appalachians her engines would be raging like hell then we'd come back down to the rising towns where the cattle stare in the frozen air For me there nothing more sacred than the beautiful sound she'd make her long blue signal blowin' deep in the night, it would get to me there, it would get to me there Now I'm afraid... Afraid of these silent hours awake underneath my old cap I don't expect she'll ever be coming back Well, I watched the beginning of the end for her when I saw my first jet airplane flying high overhead like a bird of prey while the mighty fell in the land of the brave Now I'm alone. |
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