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*Crisco
Here She Comes Now {Velvet Underground}
*If You Must (Happy Hour)
Money Will Roll Right In {Mudhoney}
Oh, The Guilt (It takes a time)
Return Of The Rat {The Wipers}
Spank Thru (Make it Big, Freedom of Choise)
Verse-Chorus-Verse (Another Rule, Everything and Nothing, Sappy)
Beans Beans, beans, beans Japhy ate some beans He was happy, happy, happy And he ate some beans Naked, naked, naked Sitting cross-legged Naked, naked, naked And he was happy, happy, happy And he ate some beans Wine, wine, wine Japhy had some wine He was happy, happy, happy And he ate some wine Beans, beans, beans Japhy ate some beans And he drank some wine And he was happy, happy, happy As he drank some beans
BlandestYou're my favorite Of my saviours You're my favorite Oh no Yes you're my favorite Of my favors You're my razor Oh no Hey! And the situation wasn't quite As intense as I thought I need you around To remind me when not to be calm (to remind me what not to become) And the situation wasn't quite As intense as I thought I need you around To remind me when not to be calm Calm, calm, calm
I'm long gone from vertical, somewhere south is stopping me I'm long gone from the american dream, you may decide it's not for me I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide it's not for you. I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide there's nothing there born in a junkyard I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide that it's not good I'm long gone but I'll let you leave, you may decide on stopping me I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide it's not that good I'm long gone but I'll let you leave, you may decide on stopping me. born in a junkyard gone
I can't hide, no On the mantle I'm not sad Tilling that hoe It's the season I'm all reason I have seen All I have grown Sheared at the seams Cheat on me And not seen At the seams I'm a lender I'm a planter I put something In the garden In the handle On the mantle I'm not Santa I'm a god I want a lady Can you save me? It's the sulfur I have grown 'Tis the season I'm all reason I have fleas So run on home
Straight as an arrow Defect defect Not straight, not so straight Reject reject Towards anti-social Solo solo Standing on the stairs Cold, cold morning Ghostly image of fear Mayday mayday Gonna leave this region They'll take me with them Dimension seven
You really like my limousine You like the way the wheels roll You like my seven inch leather heels And goin' to all of the shows But... Do you love me? Really love me? Do you love me? You like the credit cards and private planes Money can really take you far You like the hotels and fancy clothes And the sound of electric guitars You really like rock 'n' roll All of the fame and the masquerade You like the concerts and studios And all the moeny honey that I make Your backstage pass and black sunglasses Make you look just like a queen Even the fans they know your face From all of the magazines
Even in his youth he was nothing Kept his body clean going nowhere Daddy was ashamed he was nothing Smears the family name he was something Leave the check before you are through I've got nothing left to prove If I die before I wake Hope I don't come back again
Hold me, there's too much tension Grade me, I'm fucking hungry Help me, I'm fucking cornered Grade me, you might be right Lightning fucking around in my head Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up People freaking every day White lights inside What do you want Cold naked man, picked off his scabs and Fed them to the pigeons Help him, he's fucking cornered Grade him it might be fun Lightning fucking around in my head, etc... Hold me, something's happening Help me, somebody help me Hold me, I'm fucking hungry Help me, I'm right here, who are you? Naked man (you say you saw) Fed them, to the pigeons Help him, he's fucking cornered Grade him, it might be fun Lightning fucking around in my head, etc... Help me, I'm fucking hungry Help me, I'm fucking up Hold me, some fucking help
Aah, if she ever comes now now Aah, she looks so good, aah, she's made out of wood, just look and see
Runny nose and runny yolk Even if you have a cold still You can cough on me again I still havent had my fulfill In the someday what's that sound? Broken heart and broken bones Think of how a castrated horse feels One more quirky cliche'd phrase You're the one I wanna refill In the someday what's the-sound? most people don't realize that two large pieces of coral, painted brown, and attached to his skull with common wood screws can make a child look like a deer
He is gonna chase you in and out of a dream You're not gonna thank him and I'm tired of this dream Take him on occassion in the back of the room If they don't show any affection he'll died in June See the stab wounds in his hands See him dying in his room He's dying in his room He's dying in his room Heading for me, heading this way He is coming, I don't care I don't want to thank you, well I don't mind Gave his only pleasures to a friend of mine He's not gonna catch you in a lighted room You don't thank him I know I should See the stab wounds in his hands You killed him, I don't care Keep a promise, you would too Keep a promise, you would too See the silence in his head He is coming, I don't care We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind They don't want to thank him, they don't have any time In a conversation whom they don't know They don't have any patience, they're becoming slow See a famine in his head See him coming at their heels He loves you, give him a chance I don't love him, I don't care See him starving, give her hell It is over, we don't care In His Room
He's there in case I wandered off He's scared because I warned He's scared in case I want it all He's scared 'cause I want All in all the clock is slow Six color pictures all in a row Of a marigold
I'm goin' to Hollywood, they'll see that I'm so good I won't care how I feel, and I'll get to fuck Brooke Shields I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in I want to be a star, I'm going to have a car And you'll have to admit, I'll be rich as shit I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in I would give you some, if you only would have treated me nice You'll wish that you did, you'll feel pretty stupid I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in It's fun to be a star, it's nice to have a car Yeah, you'll have to admit, that I'll be rich as shit And I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in The money will roll right in
She had a moist vagin I've been tickling the circumfrence I've been sucking the walls of her anus Marijuana I prefered her to any other Marijuana
She seems to think She seems too weak She takes a week to get over it She likes the sea She likes to see She likes to think she has all of it She likes the sound She likes the sand She likes to stand, she can't afford to sit She likes to be She's into guilt Guilt She likes to think she likes to drink She seems too weak, she takes all the rent She likes the time she owns the time She borrows time to self-invent She seems too weak she likes to see She likes to think she has all of it She likes the sand she likes to stand She likes to sit she likes to go Go She likes to be She likes to go Go
I would never bother you I would never promise to I would never bother you I would never promise to If I say that word again I would move away from here You won't be afraid of fear You won't be afraid of fear You won't be afraid of fear I am walking in the piss Always knew it would come to this Things have never been so swell And I have never felt so well You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right Whistle and I'll come inside I no longer have to hide Let's talk about someone else She just wants to love herself She moves away from here She just wants to love herself I won't move from here You won't be afraid of fear I won't move from here You won't be afraid of fear I am walking in the piss Always knew it would come to this Things have never been so swell And I have never been so well You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right Maybe you're right...
Congratulations you have won It's a years subscription of bad puns. And it makes your story our concern And you set it up for returns My opinions. Hmm. Huh. (4x) And there seems to be a problem here. Your state of emotion seems to clear. You rise and fall like wall street stock And they had an affect on our happy talk. Our opinions. Hmm. Huh. (2x) My opinions. Hmm. Huh. (2x) Congratulations you have won It's a years subscription of bad puns. And it makes your story our concern And you set it up for returns Our opinions. Hmm. Huh. Your opinions. Hmm. Huh. (3x) My opinions. Hmm. Huh.
Ummm, lies again (it hurts again?) Ummm, mine x3 Ummm, mmmm You get (kill?), you get, you get, you get to me All the years of tyrants such an easy way to go You get, you get, you get, you get to me Time to struggle and the scaling of fingernails Ummm, lies again Ummm, mine x3 Ummm, mmmm, You're lonely Waste your time by saying he was gullible (sp?) Give up all additions in there where it's cold Push that gate, it is the age of red eye shame Protest swine, go to jail, the travesty Two minutes slow...slow...slow...oh
You better watch out You better beware They're coming from all sides of the country You better beware Return of the rat No, no, no, no! You better confess You had better confess You start to confess and see them through it You better confess
This song is for lovers out there And the little lights in the trees And all the flowers have gingivitis And the birds fly happily We're together once again my love I need you back, oh baby baby I can't explain just why we lost it from the start Living without you girl, you'll only break my heart... I can feel it I can hold it I can rub it I can shape it I can mold it I can cut it I can taste it I can spank it Beat it Masterbate it I been looking for days now Always hearing the same ol' City boy won't you spank thru? I can make it do things you won't think it ever could
To hope is admittance Feed before beginning Double-sided cynics Reflected images Don't be so selfish Leaving the image Follow it far To find where you are You haven't grown Go on alone Never finished his sentence Remained in seclusion For the next few days Family is circuling He having moved up All the styles of heresy Finally he appeared unexpectedly Looking for company
Shake it down easy, shake it down sleazy, come on Shake it down easy, shake yourself, Suzy, come on Don't let me detain you Try to ride along Don't you lie, knowing I am not sad I am not silly I am not chippin' I am not chippin' away Talk to me In your own language, please In your own Talk to me In your own language please Shake it down easy, make it sound seamy, doll man Make it sound now, make it full house, sad man Leader of the band Makes a mental hell I won't weather it well Well I never Saw it with my arm Paint it with my heart Paint it with my eyes and make it right Lay down easy, lay it down seamy, sad man Lay down easy, lay it down seamy, sad man You don't want to hear this Nothin' but a whore I will play the leader With pain Now you know I'm needy Lay them down easy Lay them down easy Talk to me In your own language please
I can read, I can write I can breathe, proven fact Bless my greed, greased unfold Is it me, or my ego Write some words, make them rhyme Pieces for, story line Set the mood, something newIs it me, or my attitude If you want, to belong And you miss, the extremes The extremes, acted out Practicing Perfecting Pressuring Unto to me I will wade, in the fire To explain, your asylum Idle times, analyzing We'll compare, all our sightings, come on I speak, to hear, my voice
And if you save yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar And you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with dust And you'll think you're happy now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh And if you guard yourself You will think you're happy He'll keep you in a jar Then you'll make him happy He'll give you breathing holes Then you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with dust Then you'll think you're happy now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh And if you fool yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar Then you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes Then you will seem happy ou'll wallow in the shit Then you'll think you're happy now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh
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7.11.2001 - MOTHER