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PSP
03:16
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As I brush my teeth with a vengeance
My fat belly likes to sag
As I roll my eyes in remembrance
My tongue thrashes and I gag
I don’t wanna wash away
The taste you gave me yesterday
It’s just that my mouth tastes like
Puke Shit and Piss
And I wanna get rid of it
And it’s a funny kind of feeling
The bile rising in my throat
Maybe it’s my body’s reaction
To some shitty song I wrote
I don’t wanna wash away
The taste you gave me yesterday
It’s just that my mouth tastes like
Puke Shit and Piss
And I wanna get rid of it
Puke Shit and Piss, Puke Shit and Piss, Puke Shit and Piss…
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Teeth
03:40
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I miss the candles in your head and all your teeth
All the wayward strands of hair lost down inside your sink
It’s the little things that I’ve forgotten or ignored
Not the funny feeling that your live my be a chore
That comes back when I get bored
I miss the carpet you get born on everyday
Lonely colored patterns and those silent little stains
It’s the little things that I’ve forgotten or ignored
Not the utter vacancy in your eyes when you knew for sure
That you had gotten bored
Fall asleep on a bed of sheep
Girl you know I won’t make a peep
All the kids down on Feral St.
Are either dead or full of meat
Wish my ma had said to my dad,
“kill the boy, then chop him up”
if they had maybe now they’d be on a boat
getting high, maybe smoking dope
It’s the little things that I’d forgotten or ignored
Not the blanket vacant seeds from your eyes into your pores
Oh it’s the little things I’d forgotten or ignored
Not the oil spill in the gulf
Or the Vietnam war
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3. |
Bearded Lady
04:20
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“I know time, to have its ways
but how come as soon as I can grow a beard
it started going grey?”
that’s what she said, lying next to me
the bearded lady was the wisest gal that I did ever meet
And I don’t mean to boast
But she gives it her most, nightly
At the time I was throwing knives
At every dame who deigned it fine
To fill my hands up with her life
But that’s not true it was only you
Spinning through a cavalcade of blades
Who moved like horses without their hooves
And I miss you the most
But I’m the virus not the host
So I’ll move on
Through dark halls of nightfall
I move along, against the dawn
Flew through tomb like rooms whose musk and dust
Beckon the dust
“People are mean, and they love to talk,
but I have never known a pile of shit to grow two legs and walk”
that’s what I hear as she is shaving her beard
She and I are going to take a ride
And get the hell out of here
Cuz I threw one too close
Accidently slit your throat
And now I’m on the run
Through dark halls of night fall
Pushing on, against the dawn
Flew through mushroom plumes whose frightening light
Consumed the night
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Fire Song
04:07
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Sometime in my youth
We must have busted a fuse
The headlights were stripped from the road
The sky cracked and stars they burned cold
And gold coated her hair
Like the flames that licked the sky from the air
And the wine was working real good
Struck a match and she understood
That right here wrapped up where the smoke unfurled
We’d be one
The temperature is high and it’s boiling the sky
Can tell sparks from the lights in your eyes
And now the house is rocking it will soon kiss the ground
We’d better split before the cops come around
When the matches we burned were all gone
You know the fire felt like our first baby son
Kerosene like blood in our vein
Gasoline and the charcoaled remains
Colored lights snapped on like the flash from a gun
When we fuck
The temperature is high and it’s boiling the sky
Can’t tell stars from the lights in your eyes
Now the house is rocking it will soon kiss the ground
We’d better split before the cops come around
Since we’ve both taken to flight
Far away from our orange blossomed night
But as long as I live shan’t forget it
Burning house those burning people burning with it
And right there choking on love and smoke
We were one
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TV
03:35
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She was on the screen when I tuned the thing
And this image hissed, it crackled and it popped
Camera followed her path through the rain with the rats
Right up to my door
I was overcome, I was overcome
And the strength it took to drag her ass across the floor
Where her skin blended in with the blue of the cool T.V.
It was there I sat back and watched myself
Doing things only seen spewing like blood or guts or shit from the T.V.
Her heart was green like her lungs and her spleen
Guess the hue was off
Always find myself inside of some old T.V.
Don’t ask me how far gone I thought myself
Go and find yourself inside of some old T.V.
Well the next show was over when finally I sobered
Her breathin’d gone
So I turned it off
I turned it off
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Queen of Nazareth
04:06
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Sentencing don’t go to well round here
They send you straight to hell I hear
And guilty is the only way to be, apparently
I don’t care about right nor wrong
Just spit that shit off of your tongue
And we shall see what sticks or what slinks to the floor
Cuz this time, next year, I won’t be here anyway
So, say what you’re gonna say
Last night around five o’clock
I tried to touch your flesh but you bucked me off
It’s plain to see you don’t even want me round your dreams
But that’s okay cuz when you awake I’ll be far away
I’ll be a lightning streak
If you want me head out to the country look up at the sky
this time, next year, I’ll be too far away
So, say what your gonna say
So now it’s goodbye to Texas mama
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to all the friendly folks I knew
I’m going up to Michigan
I’ll find my good old buddy Pat
He’ll put me through some hard work mama
But we’ll get drunk right after that
When I get back you know
I’ll be a man
As tanned and calloused as a real MexAmerican
You know, my skin won’t reek of grief
My blood won’t strain out of a sieve
I’ll wear a crown of moonlight darling
Just like the queen of Nazareth
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Alone Again
03:50
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Sitting here drinking, thinking, naked on the pot
Seems like this here shit may be all I got in me
Nowadays I don’t bother shut the door no more
No one here but me so what the hell would I bother for
I’m alone again, honey that’s a fact
Don’t know just quite where the train went of the tracks
I remember your blue eyes and your pretty hair
But nobody wants to go no place with no one that ain’t going nowhere
Since you left I became the perfect slob
Couldn’t afford my cigs so I had to get a shitty fuckin job
Even then I try to sleep till round two or three
Can’t wait till darkness falls to get some alcohol in me
I’m alone again, honey that’s a fact
Don’t know where the train went off the motherfuckin track
I remember your green eyes and your purple hair
But nobody wants to go no place with no one that ain’t going nowhere
But nobody wants to go no place with no one that ain’t going nowhere
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8. |
500 Years
04:35
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Where do you think I’ll be in 500 years
You think I’ll still be messing around pissing warm beer
No, I’ll be dead my flesh with the dust
I’ll say goodbye to love, goodbye to lust
The future may be bright and shining
But I’ll be dead
Where do you think you’ll be in 500 years
You think you’ll still be dodging my calls, tempting my tears
No, you’ll be dead your cells back to earth
I might have loved you once but what the hell is that worth
The future may be dark and evil
But you’ll be dead
Oh, when the wind blows back to you
Do you really think I’ll be such a fool
To lay my love on the breeze back to thee
To lay my life on a breeze
Everyone says that our medical science will probably forge on ahead
And will jump in great leaps
And that Jesus Christ my just renounce his beliefs
You know there might even be No more War or No more Peace
Either way, you’ll live to see none of these
The future is bound to be long and boring
Thank god we’ll both be dead
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