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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
I never thought you'd explode through my eyes
I never ever was amused Dear liver down on your knees I never wanted to be alone Good God I'd love to... I had to I never though you'd implode through my mind I always wanted to be infused I lied psychic spy I never wanted to be alone Good God I'd love to... I had to You are real Sometimes You are unreal Ceilings peel Sometimes I never though that you'd explode through my eyes I never ever was amused I lied psychic spy I never wanted to be alone I'd love to... I had to |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
Flies through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them 'trapeze' I know you're right, everything you do is right Everything i do is true. Bluebell To hell Lo and behold a girl with a goal Looks so old she's made out of gold I know you're right, everything you do is right Everything i do is true. I, i live in the densest corner of the deepest mind of the fuck-most room and sing "the stars they swing from their chandelier strings" (i know real love) You know who you are You're dead meat, motherfucker You don't try to rape a goddess Flys through the air with the greatest disease Takes little pills and calls them 'trapeze' I know you're right, everything you do is right Everything I do is true Bluebell to hell You are so obvious |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
You got this thing that really makes me hot
You got a lot and more when you get caught You got this thing that follows me around You fuckin bitch well I hope your insides rot Liar, Liar, Liar You see the stars through eyes lit up with lies You got your stories all twisted up in mine You got this thing that follows me around You were born with glue instead of spine Liar, Liar, Liar WA hahaha I knew I WA hahaha try to hide You got this thing that follows me around You got this thing that really makes me hot You got a lot and more when you get caught Bruise Violet Bruise Violet Bruise Violet You got this thing that really makes me hot You got a lot and more when you get caught Liar Liar Liar |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
Now I live with nothing to give
'Cause it's gone Here I stand at your command 'Cause it's gone Now I stand with you at hand Now I live with nothing to give 'Cause it's gone Now I stand with you underhand 'Cause it's gone |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
Rip strike
let me enter you you entertain center entertain you with my pain rip strike black eyes your side - capsized revel and strike got my love in a pocket gonna hock it fo my life fall short rip strike |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
Dragging my ass around country side
Leave it to you I've got nothing to hide Dragging my ass around country side Leave it to you I've got nothing to hide Don't worry I won't touch you Your eyes pierce me And leave me to hang Please touch me And don't worry Cause I'm burnin' The vein straight to your heart Kick Tom upside his head Regretting the things that I've already said Kick Tom upside his head Regretting the things that I've already said Don't worry I won't touch you Your eyes pierce me And leave me to hang Please touch me And don't worry Cause I'm burnin' The vein straight to your heart Distance captivates me, it holds the hook Secrets hold the breath that I've never took Distance caprivates me, it holds the hook Secrets hold the breath that I've never took Don't worry I won't touch you Your eyes pierce me And leave me to hang Please touch me And don't worry Cause I'm burnin' The vein straight to your heart Lactating eyes looking from my thighs Seeing and wondering what went wrong Lactating eyes looking from my thighs Seeing and wondering what went wrong Don't worry I won't touch you Your eyes pierce me And leave me to hang Please touch me And don't worry Cause I'm burnin' The vein straight to your heart Don't worry I won't touch you Your eyes pierce me And leave me to hang Please touch me And don't worry Cause I'm burnin' The vein straight to your heart |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
Mother...
Mother... Mother... Mother... Mother... Mother... Mother... Mother... Mother... This is my life Sister Come and take my life You are obscene and you know it I run from me and it shows That's what you like me for, huh, sister Crawling now on the floor, do you like it, sister? Mother... Mother... Mother... Mother... Mother... This is my life Sister Come and take my life You are obscene and you know it I run from you and it shows That's what you like me for, huh, sister Crawling now on the floor, do you like it, sister Mother... This is my life Sister Come and take my life You are me... You are me... You are me... You are me... Mother |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
Little Pearl
She was this girl Her thoughts and notions in a whirl This girl, Pearl She was pretty quick Found her stick Filled it thick with... Black sugar shit Ole black glasses Spoonful molasses Drinking wine Killing time Burn it black with a candle All bent at the handle Devil spit Makes Pearl Sick Black sugar shit She had a name Her name's insane A little maid picks away at her brain To much disdain Her brain remained To think thoughts all axe and mame and Black sugar shit Black sugar I live inside... Off with their heads For I'm staying in bed I'm sick of that blackbird That shark's in my head Black sugar shit Is shit |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
3 seas between us and the very next bus
And it takes so long to get there 'cause the now and here is nowhere Heretic-toc goes the easter clock Your friends they're really not I can't take it anymore I realize I real eyes I real eyes your lies are from your own eyes I real eyes 3 seized between us and the very next bus Got a 30 dollar pocket built a plank it begs so walk it Every thought is mine or not Just get your fingers off my spot I can't take it anymore I real eyes |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
Pray the one my soul to keep
servant's service too scared to sleep because of the creep scarred surface well in the right now when I'm next to your head I see white heaven's presence mother dying all of the time my sickness well in the right now we'll take you we'll take all of you well in the right now |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
I live inside
All invited inside Eyes flutter feathers My hair's fair like weather I've blown my recovery Living is nice When you're spun like a kite Sugar and tea and cream Looks like the sea is green with rivalry Now that I know just what you're all about I want out Now that I know just what you're all about I want out I live inside All invited inside Sugar and tea and cream Looks like the sea is green with reverie Now that I know just what you're all about I want out Now that I know just what you're all about I want out Life is real when you're dreaming Life's a dream when you're realing Now I want out Now I want out |
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from Babes In Toyland - Fontanelle (1992)
I won't ever tell on you
Ever see me do I wait forever for you Figure out your problem with me is you I won't ever be like you Ever see right through I wait forever for you Figure out your problem with me is you I won't ever tell on you Ever see right through I wait forever for you Figure out your problem with me is you You come running through Figure out your problem with me is you I won't ever tell |
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from Babes In Toyland - Painkillers (1993)
Angel hair
Floating over there Well you think I don't see? I see clear through I see little fish in my sea little sea All the birds have turned to hawks in me Living vicariously You are 3 Stick your sickness inside my line up and take your orders well done says the one and only you've left them all behind alonely needing more floor hours of You take your punishment well Swallow it Just steal Stinking up from behind Show me the way to the white Bow to my people real Shut! Eyes wide legs shut Shut Shut So you your little sea try to get me You think I don't see I see clear through! Stick your sickness line up take orders well line up You think I don't see I see clear through Stick your sickness inside my line up I don't bleed your state of mind |
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from Babes In Toyland - Painkillers (1993)
He's my thing
Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing He's my thing I kept for myself and not for you He's my thing I kept for myself and nobody else He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing Walks around in her boyfriends clothes Nobody knows She goes She goes Where she goes He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing He's my thing I keep on a hook Keep on a hook She goes She goes Where she goes He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing. |
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from Babes In Toyland - Painkillers (1993)
My own mind is mine to drive
In lanes that aren't allowed that's why I'm allowed in circles around 'Cause at the top of it all from where we are all Black slant eyeholes stretchback bug skull beautiful Devilgod lover telling me things to believe Things I've known but cannot see I am a stupid human bean Big eyed and between what I am And what I seem I breathe I dream I lead How long should we go Before we're heard? Herd them all together Put them in a spell You will do well We'll let you know but not enough Magnetic field of vision Raises eyebrow questions What is the admission Psychic audition to cover all specialized flights Come up and meet us this will please us I breathe I dream I lead Mind is the wall of time A lonely throne to own |
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from Babes In Toyland - Painkillers (1993)
Tear your wings off at the spine and tape them to the back of mine
I can fly higher when I'm tired My 2 hands are scorched from holding this torch Mind feels like neon all glowing and bent up You look good on my back like a shark fin Rectify desensitized 'Tis the season to drink poison Tralala was a badhead girl Your mind's gone greasy it slides right off me And all the jaded stars spit black cigars No truce for you A spec of something that I knew Yes I read what you did and I see what you did |
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from Babes In Toyland - Painkillers (1993)
Expecting me
to polish Imaginary Trophies Sitting On The shelf Of your Heart You stand In The shadow Of your Guilt Love puppet with no strings That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings She's just tired of being ugly She just wants pretty things The house Of cards Took time But We stacked Them high With more doors Heading out Than Coming in Stampede We crushed The foundation We Once built Love puppet with no strings That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings She's just tired of being ugly She just wants pretty things Isn't It hard To talk With Your tongue Tied All the times You've sworn You Haven't lied One thing Leads To another At one time I Would have No other Have No other Please Give me Another Love puppet with no strings That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings She's just tired of being ugly She just wants pretty things |
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from If I Were A Carpenter (1994)
In your mind you have capacities, you know
To telepath messages through the vast unknown Please close your eyes and concentrate With every thought you think Upon the recitation we're about to sing Calling occupants of interplanetary craft Calling occupants of interplanetary Most extraordinary craft You've been observing our Earth And we'd like to make a contact with you We are your friends Calling occupants of interplanetary craft Calling occupants of interplanetary Ultra-emissaries Yes, we've been observing your Earth And one night we'll make a contact with you We are your friends Calling occupants of interplanetary Quite extraordinary craft And please come in peace we beseech you Only a landing will teach them Our Earth may never survive So do come, we beg you Please interstellar policeman Won't you give us a sign Give us a sign that we've reached you With your mind you have ability to form And transmit thought energy Far beyond the norm You close your eyes, you concentrate Together, that's the way To send the message We declare World Contact Day Calling occupants of interplanetary craft Calling occupants of interplanetary Most extraordinary craft We are your friends |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
Fama tunes into agasaya
Aura like amberella Ama is my govinda All in time (all in mine) All is mine (all is time) Fachea anima interstellar Hidden in logorrhoea She is an amatia All in time All is time All in mine Fama turns into agasaya Elijah electra I live to enlight ya All in time |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
When I was young I never needed anyone
I thought that love was just for fun, those days are gone Living alone I think of all the friends I've known But when I dial the telephone, nobody's home All by myself, don't want to be all by myself anymore All by myself, don't want to live all by myself |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
Live somewhere in between of what
I've meant to be Pick the bones clean of angelicanteen meat Carnivaluate the short and tallerate the weak Stuck 6 feet sheep yr older than you look Cracked eyes black as soot Ariel ariella isadore is a door Isador able to close the sky and holes In your eyes when you rise when you feel the Velvet skies you rise Manifestering stations ailing incarnations A test of the broadcast emergency at last Ariel ariella isadore is a door Isador able to close the sky and holes In your eyes when you rise when you feel the Velvet skies you rise Till you rise I fill you skies Till you rise I field yr skies |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
Lonely grief is hounding me
Like the lonely shadow hounding me It’s always there just out of sight Like a fragling tree on a lightening night Lonely wind cries out my name Sad as haunted music in the rain It’s born of grief and born of woe But I hear it call and I’ve got to go Where can I be headed for The blues call in my north To lick my heart once more Love lives in a lonely land Where there’s no helping hand to understand Why does it bring this hate to me Why it don’t matter why I only know misery has to be part of me Never hope to count on love To be a partner of that heaven above Never hope to understand Love is a barrel land A lonely land, a lonely land |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
Where were you
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
I know somewhere we could go
Better than you could ever know Hello. Go shove yourself I know someone we could be Out in disguys a tree Hello--- Go shove yourself goal I know You and me. I am the worst one yet I am delicious sweat Hello. Go shove yourself show We care lot about a big situation When we were young. |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
When I saw the sign, it was the first day
Heading south to the north I went the long way I came back What's left you left me I felt you U-turns constantly No stopping no stopping no stopping now How many How many killer on the road I see the way home, the exit's closed now Objects are closer than they appear The sun is in my eyes and though I can't see you If I don't see you anymore I'd be O.K. No stopping no stopping no stopping now How many How many killer on the road Punch up your little punching bags How'd you like it up your ass? Little man little man with a plan How you gonna knock their lights out? Little man little man in a van You've got a flat tire now watch out Little man little man with a fan How many have you had about? Punch up your little punching bags How'd you like it up your ass? Little man little man with a plan How many have you had How many have you had about? |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
Memory hide and seek halloween men or me
You decide what's on the mind coming in from The other side look what you done to me Following following look what you done to me Shadowing shallowing The other side I knew you first I loved you first I am the first Pokin naked Ruthie with a sharp-end stick shit I am mean Memory hide see halloween you know me Look what you done to me following following Look what you done to me sallow and shallowing The other side I knew you first I loved you first I am yr curse You decide what's the mind coming in from the Other side look what you done to me |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
I taste your love
You waste my mind I've become hungry All of the time For something I've never Savored before But it's the less, that You feed me, from this Empty shell, I myself become You fed me I ate it You hurt me I hate it I never meant to step on your toes But isn't that the way It seems it always goes Spun like a tornado, my Mind is twisted on Your barbed wire fence That's built higher Than you've ever been You fed me I ate it You hurt me I hate it Silent, quiet, too scared to try it How many times does your Sacred heart bleed It is my soul you want Or is it something that you need I taste your love You waste my mind I tasted your love You wasted my mind Don't feed me Won't eat it Don't hurt me Delete it |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
Widowspeek but do not see the seer
Forest trees souled an enemy comes through Dafeel compete with me yr absolete Oh yeah inliar or what You can't map reality the light is pure green Energy I'm so alive got nine fool eyes I see through violet's thin disguise Oh yeah enlightya or what The whole world's out in front of me all Sugar coated phallusy I will not follow Stupid sheep I will not bow I will not peep Oh yeah elijah or what Kellie black I cought yr act you can not Get away with that yr caustic bullshit Second sight yr second's up yr short On sight Oh yeah enlieya or what |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
I follow my sight sound
You mind seeing eye sound I recovered rebound Your silence is unsound I carried your weight around You leave me to fly down I shine inside surd sound Time lives inside rewound (I can't be what you need I can see into eternity) I dove so to see down I followed my sight sound Your silence is unsound I can't be what you need All of me It's all inside of me |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
I live it high cost of livin tell me why give it all
Inside you gotta head high one size fits all Head ride you decide Sweet sweet ride 1969 I live it why ya gotta limit, crossed grin now I Gotta bare it head high 9 inside hell to ride You beside Sweet sweet ride 1965 I live it it's not a gimmick my side anti-red What I said in yr head naked what you hide Will the planes ever collide we align collide My sweet sign 1969 I like it hot cold livin have you seen the inside of My ceiling's gotta big wild grin inside miles Wide you belie Sweet sweet ride 1965 I've had it now I've gotta give it all blind mice Resign you gotta hoodshine analyze Seats alive vinyl thighs Sweet ride 1969 I live it what I fade why I give it not away Pen said why side when I'm dead I gotta live it Speak free sexually why I feel it sky's not a limit gotta nice flight Suit and tie headlights on inside souled a Price you can't buy Sweet sweet sixty sexy I idolize yr Sixxy sexty oh my sixty sixxy |
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from Babes In Toyland - Nemesisters (1995)
What you get,
Is what you see, 'Cause we are one Big happy family We are family I got all my sisters with me Everyone can see we're together As we walk on by And we fly just like birds of a feather I won't tell no lie All of the people around us they say Can they be that close Just let me state for the record We're giving love in a family dose We are family I got all my sisters with me We are family (we are family) Get up everybody and sing Living life is fun and we've just begun To get our share Of the world's delights High hopes we have For the future And our goal's in sight No we won't get depressed Here's what we call Our golden rule Have faith in you and the things you do You won't go wrong This is our family Jewel We are family (we are family) I got all my sisters with me (soul sisters) We are family (EyeQ) Get up everybody and sing We are family (we are family) I got all my sisters with me (soul sisters) We are family (EyeQ) Get up everybody and sing (yeeeeah) Uuuh, Uh uhu uh, Uh uh, Uh uhu uh What you get, Is what you see, 'Cause we are one Big happy family We are family (soul sisters) I got all my sisters with me (oh oh ooh) We are family (get up and sing) Get up everybody and sing We are family (we are family) I got all my sisters with me (soul sisters) We are family (that is what we are) Get up everybody and sing (uuuh) (EyeQ) We are family (we are family) I got all my sisters with me (soul sisters) We are family (that is what we are) Get up everybody and sing (uuuh) (EyeQ) We are family I got all my sisters with me (get up and sing) We are family (uuh) Get up everybody and sing (yeah) |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
And why?
Every time the fire is burning I pull away the kindling Pour gasoline on fire On fire* And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me To me And why? Everytime you're smiling You smile from ear to ear Mine is upside down Up up side down Upside down* And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me And why? Everytime you're drowning You're sinking under water I put my hand down to you And pull me right under Right under with you And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me And why? Everytime the sun is shining It shines so bright So bright I cant find sky And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
Woah, shoot
Oh yeah, why don't you shoot? Yeah, shoot Oh yeah! Indian Billy simple sin scratches across my skin Soft gravel scratches cross my skin It ain't love, baby, that makes this martyr grin Simply sick, where Billy's been Oh my soul, there's a hole Oh, my soul. Sending psychic messages you can't even hear From my dumb mouth to your deaf ear Sugar spit sentiment never even meant We've all dragged our Jesus hair around Oh my soul, there's a hole Oh, my soul dust cake boy, boy, boy Woah he wavers me something God he wavers me something God he fucks real mean Mean She screams out your name cause she sweats to be me Has a crystalline cunt made of mint julep tea You're staring at something you're never gonna see.. Take your small eyes away from me Oh, my soul. There's a hole Oh my soul dust cake boy boy boy Woah Woah he fucks real mean He fucks mean He fucks mean... |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
Take your fucking fork
And shove it down your own throat And stop pretending to try to be That infamous stupid raincoat Well I dare to confess Cause theres an army with me Nine oceans away Don't even bother me Well I can't believe it Things are building from memories they guard And still you're getting in my way Get out of my way Nine oceans away Don't even bother me I can't believe it Gaze awe vision from my incision Starved skinny little man Don't even bother me I can't believe it Gaze awe vision from my incision Starved skinny little Jack Face up Catholic black You're a writer You better write quick Cause your papers on fire |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
She screams sweet hell
In her old white nightie With rips and tears she's too aware See through big black bombs That explode on chickens All the while she thickens From Cracks in the mortar Cracks in the mortal Baby's got ruby jewel lashes That'll whip your spine I see you grew into That stiff gray suit they've sewn for you Scrub you clean Now you forget what you mean Wimpworm completely thick Its you who makes me sick With a great old brick and mortar Cracks in the mortar Cracks in the mortal Cracks in the mortar Babys got ruby jewel lashes That'll whip your spine Every time she blinks Makes me sink into ruby Ruby* Ruby jewel lashes So I put on my best sunday dress And I waltz straight into this mess of mine* Posing as a guest Or something much less Than a crazy old doll in a crazy old dress Cracks in the mortar Cracks in the mortal Cracks in the mortar Babys got ruby jewel lashes That'll whip your spine Well the thin moon sugar It shines like a wind The thin moon sugar it shines like a wind for me |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
Blind your mind
So tears will melt Numb the place Where pain is Well never No never Well never Take a bow Before you fall See you crawl Never No never Well never Gutter saint Save my life Too much time Yeah this is mine Well I never No never Well I never Take a bow Before you fall See you crawl I see you crawl See you crawl Well I never No never Well I never |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
Why?
Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you You search every sky But all the stars are inside of me Well I said* Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you Who are you fooling You're transparent to me Go inside now Why did you leave me Go inside my darling You're guise has fallen Fry Fucking fry Fucking fry Fucking fry Fucking fry Fucking My blue boyfriend Why Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you Well I said Fry Fucking fry Fucking My blue boyfriend Believe me I'm still inside of you Who are you fooling Well I said Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you Why? |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
Why do you make me feel so bad?
Why do you bother to act so sad? Well, you created it You created it I believed in it Cease to exist Cease to exist Raise your raise your cup And struggle Struggle You got to struggle Make your toast to all your trouble You got trouble Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist I swear.... Crossroad Crossroads yourself to death And carve the wellworn path a deep gravel red Cease to exist for Christmas less ness Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist on your christmas list |
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from Babes In Toyland - Spanking Machine (2002)
I wear the same face as you
and you share my sick point of view But I do hate you Vomit my heart Pull my head apart Vomit my heart Pull my legs apart Mad pilot fly high to the sky just Just to tear off their arms Just to tear off their arms With carousel charm I wear the same face as you and you share my sick point of view but I still hate you Vomit my heart Pull my head apart Vomit my heart Pull my legs apart I wear the same face as you and you share my sick point of view But I still love you My brains a carnival all aflame Cause your not the same Its all rearranged But I do love you Vomit my heart |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Live somewhere in between of what
I've meant to be Pick the bones clean of angelicanteen meat Carnivaluate the short and tallerate the weak Stuck 6 feet sheep yr older than you look Cracked eyes black as soot Ariel ariella isadore is a door Isador able to close the sky and holes In your eyes when you rise when you feel the Velvet skies you rise Manifestering stations ailing incarnations A test of the broadcast emergency at last Ariel ariella isadore is a door Isador able to close the sky and holes In your eyes when you rise when you feel the Velvet skies you rise Till you rise I fill you skies Till you rise I field yr skies |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Flies through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them 'trapeze' I know you're right, everything you do is right Everything i do is true. Bluebell To hell Lo and behold a girl with a goal Looks so old she's made out of gold I know you're right, everything you do is right Everything i do is true. I, i live in the densest corner of the deepest mind of the fuck-most room and sing "the stars they swing from their chandelier strings" (i know real love) You know who you are You're dead meat, motherfucker You don't try to rape a goddess Flys through the air with the greatest disease Takes little pills and calls them 'trapeze' I know you're right, everything you do is right Everything I do is true Bluebell to hell You are so obvious |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
You got this thing that really makes me hot
You got a lot and more when you get caught You got this thing that follows me around You fuckin bitch well I hope your insides rot Liar, Liar, Liar You see the stars through eyes lit up with lies You got your stories all twisted up in mine You got this thing that follows me around You were born with glue instead of spine Liar, Liar, Liar WA hahaha I knew I WA hahaha try to hide You got this thing that follows me around You got this thing that really makes me hot You got a lot and more when you get caught Bruise Violet Bruise Violet Bruise Violet You got this thing that really makes me hot You got a lot and more when you get caught Liar Liar Liar |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Where were you
I thought that I knew What could I do But think about you |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Woah, shoot
Oh yeah, why don't you shoot? Yeah, shoot Oh yeah! Indian Billy simple sin scratches across my skin Soft gravel scratches cross my skin It ain't love, baby, that makes this martyr grin Simply sick, where Billy's been Oh my soul, there's a hole Oh, my soul. Sending psychic messages you can't even hear From my dumb mouth to your deaf ear Sugar spit sentiment never even meant We've all dragged our Jesus hair around Oh my soul, there's a hole Oh, my soul dust cake boy, boy, boy Woah he wavers me something God he wavers me something God he fucks real mean Mean She screams out your name cause she sweats to be me Has a crystalline cunt made of mint julep tea You're staring at something you're never gonna see.. Take your small eyes away from me Oh, my soul. There's a hole Oh my soul dust cake boy boy boy Woah Woah he fucks real mean He fucks mean He fucks mean... |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
He's my thing
Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing He's my thing I kept for myself and not for you He's my thing I kept for myself and nobody else He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing Walks around in her boyfriends clothes Nobody knows She goes She goes Where she goes He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing He's my thing I keep on a hook Keep on a hook She goes She goes Where she goes He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing He's my thing Stay away from my thing Why don't you get your own one around? Well, he's my thing. |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Memory hide and seek halloween men or me
You decide what's on the mind coming in from The other side look what you done to me Following following look what you done to me Shadowing shallowing The other side I knew you first I loved you first I am the first Pokin naked Ruthie with a sharp-end stick shit I am mean Memory hide see halloween you know me Look what you done to me following following Look what you done to me sallow and shallowing The other side I knew you first I loved you first I am yr curse You decide what's the mind coming in from the Other side look what you done to me |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
I taste your love
You waste my mind I've become hungry All of the time For something I've never Savored before But it's the less, that You feed me, from this Empty shell, I myself become You fed me I ate it You hurt me I hate it I never meant to step on your toes But isn't that the way It seems it always goes Spun like a tornado, my Mind is twisted on Your barbed wire fence That's built higher Than you've ever been You fed me I ate it You hurt me I hate it Silent, quiet, too scared to try it How many times does your Sacred heart bleed It is my soul you want Or is it something that you need I taste your love You waste my mind I tasted your love You wasted my mind Don't feed me Won't eat it Don't hurt me Delete it |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Widowspeek but do not see the seer
Forest trees souled an enemy comes through Dafeel compete with me yr absolete Oh yeah inliar or what You can't map reality the light is pure green Energy I'm so alive got nine fool eyes I see through violet's thin disguise Oh yeah enlightya or what The whole world's out in front of me all Sugar coated phallusy I will not follow Stupid sheep I will not bow I will not peep Oh yeah elijah or what Kellie black I cought yr act you can not Get away with that yr caustic bullshit Second sight yr second's up yr short On sight Oh yeah enlieya or what |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
I know I know I know
shut up killer clean been a racecar on a skyway down I've been shown these wrong ways I now own I now own all these wrong ways I've been shown I know I know shut up all the rapists keep asking me for a cigarettes I just try to grab hold of a solid piece of pavement and pray that yes I have two legs Lee Ann she has one I know I know shut up my own notions go a chocking my throath all bad thoughts still a float around in a fury luring me into one big abyss of hit and miss I empty all of this Johnny Walkeround my ninety pound of brain cloud of how? |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Grandma's patch stole a hen party chicken
scratch see how your garden grows get a thread and amend us both please this I know Grandma's girl is coming down to steal violets from your crown & glue them to her wrist You have to spit to see the shine Grandma's girl is coming down to steal violets from your crown & glue them to her wrist hey Jack Cath-o-lick black stab 'em in the back-jack you're so serious your a writer -you better write quick cause your papers on fire take a lathe & scrape all the glitter off my blue glitter angel |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
I live inside
All invited inside Eyes flutter feathers My hair's fair like weather I've blown my recovery Living is nice When you're spun like a kite Sugar and tea and cream Looks like the sea is green with rivalry Now that I know just what you're all about I want out Now that I know just what you're all about I want out I live inside All invited inside Sugar and tea and cream Looks like the sea is green with reverie Now that I know just what you're all about I want out Now that I know just what you're all about I want out Life is real when you're dreaming Life's a dream when you're realing Now I want out Now I want out |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
Why do you make me feel so bad?
Why do you bother to act so sad? Well, you created it You created it I believed in it Cease to exist Cease to exist Raise your raise your cup And struggle Struggle You got to struggle Make your toast to all your trouble You got trouble Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist I swear.... Crossroad Crossroads yourself to death And carve the wellworn path a deep gravel red Cease to exist for Christmas less ness Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist on your christmas list |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
I live it high cost of livin tell me why give it all
Inside you gotta head high one size fits all Head ride you decide Sweet sweet ride 1969 I live it why ya gotta limit, crossed grin now I Gotta bare it head high 9 inside hell to ride You beside Sweet sweet ride 1965 I live it it's not a gimmick my side anti-red What I said in yr head naked what you hide Will the planes ever collide we align collide My sweet sign 1969 I like it hot cold livin have you seen the inside of My ceiling's gotta big wild grin inside miles Wide you belie Sweet sweet ride 1965 I've had it now I've gotta give it all blind mice Resign you gotta hoodshine analyze Seats alive vinyl thighs Sweet ride 1969 I live it what I fade why I give it not away Pen said why side when I'm dead I gotta live it Speak free sexually why I feel it sky's not a limit gotta nice flight Suit and tie headlights on inside souled a Price you can't buy Sweet sweet sixty sexy I idolize yr Sixxy sexty oh my sixty sixxy |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
I wear the same face as you
and you share my sick point of view But I do hate you Vomit my heart Pull my head apart Vomit my heart Pull my legs apart Mad pilot fly high to the sky just Just to tear off their arms Just to tear off their arms With carousel charm I wear the same face as you and you share my sick point of view but I still hate you Vomit my heart Pull my head apart Vomit my heart Pull my legs apart I wear the same face as you and you share my sick point of view But I still love you My brains a carnival all aflame Cause your not the same Its all rearranged But I do love you Vomit my heart |
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from Babes In Toyland - Minneapolism (2007)
I won't ever tell on you
Ever see me do I wait forever for you Figure out your problem with me is you I won't ever be like you Ever see right through I wait forever for you Figure out your problem with me is you I won't ever tell on you Ever see right through I wait forever for you Figure out your problem with me is you You come running through Figure out your problem with me is you I won't ever tell |
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