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I open my mouth to talk about me
I'll follow you around I'll talk about me Boring stories, I talk about me I never understand Nobody wants to hear it Born Annoying Another slow numb Another saying Deaf-mute dancing I bore some lady Let me tell you Let me talk some About my girl about complexion Born Annoying |
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| 2. |
| 2:27 | 
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| 3. |
| 6:19 |
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Best selling advice now you're famous
Fortune earned, this time it's painless Light's out, show them your peaceful grin Confess, step up and shed your sin Say you don't hate You fix your smile painlessly Your face, strain you can't recognize So sad pushing that nervous state Your brain, you lost it you can't get in Say you don't hate Colors vibrate in me He sings about me Rock gods aura found TV Inner glow shit, peaceful harmony Turn your happy camp away from me Rainbow bodies vibrate, so absurd Thanks for your concern you saved the world |
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| 4. |
| 3:30 |
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What are you doing watching family TV?
Inviting Jesus you're singing to me Twelve again now it's Geisha-to-go and go Shit, shower, shave, sit and watch the show Young man waiting for a pig heart Might die tomorrow or get a brand new start My unemployment check must be lost in the mail No life without it, It's the last on sale Get a life Color scheme, say you discussed Cherry pop tart frosting now I dress you up Sit down little doggie, mouth open real wide Dream a big plate dinner, fill you up inside |
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| 5. |
| 1:53 |
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Tone of the repressed, enthusiastic anchor
Local "bite" saved a worm The aim to sate then Thank 'em Taken Another gimmick to reach your Need to consume Sentimental appeal try a Sand lagoon Taken |
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| 6. |
| 3:20 |
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That's the logical explanation
Destruction might assume charge or feed belief Passing time again, fun out on the street That's still juvenile preoccupation Standing buttholes, the line goes down the block Familiarity is more convincing Funds available erect the monument Dead is dead I guess What's the cost of a head? That fills your head but you're good for that |
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| 7. |
| 1:21 |
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I could have swore I gave my wedding ring to you
Among the chewing gears you taunt me tear Elements are still alive, shake from ear to ear Pez are gonna let it slide, gonna burn What cotton decides are appellee My main oven drive he took from under what's come over me. |
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| 8. |
| 2:17 |
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| 9. |
| 3:58 |
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Primitive feeling, primitive way
Getting closer to the primitive day Intuition wherever it goes The primitive day, the primitive way Primitive feeling, primitive way Getting closer to the primitive day Follow the feeling wherever it goes The primitive day, the primitive way |
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| 10. |
| 4:58 |
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