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Rose print underwear
Curly curly blonde blonde hair Shine like a dandy lion, So I hear my own self sighin' Shooby-dooby, hey, hey, hee I hope you don't scare easily Wash my brain, wash my brain Cleanse me of this shame And wash my brain Your skirts are so clean And rest just above the knee These needs are so intense, They drain my intelligence Heede, heede, hail, hail, hail I swear I won't kiss and tell My mind is so dirty I got mud runnin' out of my ears They clog up so I can't hear The tears of fear You better get out of here Your smiles are so bright, So let's turn out the lights If you can't see what we do, Than you might not feel as used Shooby-dooby, Oh whop, whop, whop So would you please leave On your socks |
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When I said,
I love you You blew me off It turned me on You blew me off ( it turned me on ) You blew me off ( it turned me on ) You blew me off it turned me on All or nothing More or less You assault me ruthlessly Oh you're the best You blew me off... You don't understand you see Your not suppose to take on me You don't understand you see That's just how it's gotta be If you ignore me You get my respect When you turn to hug me I like you less You blew me off... What are you doing Callin' me on the phone Sayin' Bobby come back Won't ya leave me alone You blew me off... You don't understand... |
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If you choose me over him
I'll make you proud, I'll make you grin I'll write a poem about your smile I'll buy you hats cause I dig your style I'll tell all my buddies how good you kiss While I'm away only you I'll miss I'll share my records and stay really clean I'll never fuss nor be mean In front of all your friends, I'll kiss your ass I'll leave behind my violent past If you choose me, if you choose me Why won't you choose me over him If you choose me over him, I'll make you proud On me you can depend To be nice to your momma, take your daddy fishin' I'll make you biscuits then clean the kitchen There will be credit cards for all your desires We can walk in the park And hold hands for hours I'll rub your feet I'll scratch your back I'll brush your hair and then comb it back We'll find that old boyfriend who treated you bad You can cuss him out while I kick his ass I'll wash your clothes, I'll pay the bills You can paint the bedroom anyway you feel I'll quit cussin' and lose 10 pounds I'll swear you're skinny when you get round |
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I forget dreams and lies
I try and I try Think you should know Just what I like You should by now, somehow, Be living without I would rather shine in your eyes Hold me up, I'm coming down Headfirst for the ground Running right by my side, Till the end I would rather shine I would rather shine in your eyes I would rather shine I would rather shine in your eyes As you walk with me on this one way track All that you give, I won't give back So much of myself I hide from me I want to be all that you say you see in me I would rather shine I would rather shine I would rather shine in your eyes I would rather shine I would rather shine I would rather shine in your eyes |
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I once knew a killer named Lenny Larue
Had lost four fingers had faded tattoos I asked him one day to whom do killers pray And he said to me as he looked away Well god don't even know my name For I live my whole life in shame God is in me ? god is in you And god's love has been abused God don't even know my name Had to fight a Baptist preacher Who had drank too much He took a swing at me but I ducked his punch I pushed him to the ground And as he rose out of the dirt I asked ? Why does a preacher man have so much hurt? I once spoke to god and he made me cry Said I could come to heaven any time He did not mind ? he forgave my crime I once loved a ballerina who was narrow and mean She believed in nothing but her cable TV Cussed and cursed and swore that Jesus was dead If god did not damn her I wonder who did |
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You're over me ¨c
But you forgot to tell me And I am yours completely ¨c But that don't mean a hill of beans And though you lay Right next to me Your heart has done hit the street And I miss you the most ¨c When you are close You don't laugh At my jokes any more Am I that much of a bore Seems like you left But you ain't gone Everything I do seems wrong And though you lay Right next to me All that you feel is week And I miss you the most ¨c When you are close |
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Belligerent and bruised, stumblin' behind you
Shallow and bent, Full of contempt twisted around and rude So kiss me, kiss me, kiss me or I will cry Dented and dulled, my heart strings pulled How near may I sit to you I'm wanted, I'm wilted through, Paid in full all my dues Someday feeling won't feel at all Someday feeling won't feel so strong Someday feeling could smother us all Someday feeling will stop my heart Unless you kiss me |
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Why do I need a job, why do I need a job
I feel so free, I got nowhere to be So why so I need a job I once worked for an old bastard Who always pushed me to work faster He made fun of me Cause my hair was green He tried to stick his hands into my jeans My girlfriend is a stripper in Abilene She likes me to stay home and watch TV. She pays for my food, She likes to be rude She undresses her friends for me I don't have a clue What I wanna do Maybe I could invent Something cool Or I could do time For committing a crime Then sue for a million Or two I traded my car for a van Filled it with gas, guitars and this band They pay us with beer, We stole all this gear So why don't ya'll Give us a hand |
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I wish I was your dog ‘cause you treat him better
You'd be proud to share me with Your mother, brother or your sister Give you hugs when you were sad Clean up my shit when I was bad I wish I was your dog ‘cause you treat him better If you were me and I was you We would still have opposing views You would still lie and I would still cry If you were me and I was you La da de da, la da de da, la da de da, la da de da If we'd never met I'm willing to bet We'd both be better off being separate Not knowing my name, not placing the blame If we never met, I'm willing to bet La da de da, la da de da, la da de da, la da de da |
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Procedure shows that the ginger would
Can you hold her and the passed down mud She is bowing in wind A row of miles of to Brooklyn again Limpin' out of the womb Bent and blowin' home soon Acid still is on your teeth Active care is all of me On sulfur pain grew zeros All sustain to crawl off the door |
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I met a hippy chick, I snuck her into bed
Didn't think you'd ever know, didn't think you were coming home Last night the devil dressed up as a doll You woke me with a kick, Followed up by repeated hits I think I have a broken rib, I taste blood upon my lips Last night the devil dressed up as a doll Please put that gun away, I don't even know her name She ain't worth dying for, It's only you i adore Last night the devil dressed up as a doll The hippy chick was quick, Rolled out of bed lickety-split Went through the door without being shot Runnin' naked in her Birkenstocks Last night the devil dressed up as a doll What if I screamed from my knees Please don't put those bullets in me What if we love instead Do you believe anything I've said Last night the devil dressed up as a doll |
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