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Hobo - I'm hobophobic so what ah ah ah scared of bums
not just because they stink bad not just because they're crackers from drinking too much lysol let them be just don't get fuckin near me scared of bums ah ah infested with microscopic bugs and endocine systematic doo doo why don't they get a job |
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| 2. |
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There's something wrong with mass consumption why do
we want what we don't need alcohol burn it clean asphalt methamphetamine will make it seem alright, it's gonna make it seem alright living in the hunger underground some people say I got a problem with authority so what if I do man, it beats relinquishing control philthy phil philanthropist rule taken when you should of give away philthy phil you gave to us more than we cannot repay there's something grand about being nothing there's something lame about being grand alcohol squirting gun don't want no holiday in the sun that's me not bein you, that's just me not bein either part of the solution or the problem replace superman with joe ordinary you've taken when you shoulda give away filthy phil you gave to us more that we cannot repay |
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| 3:43 |
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A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute
Figures out the true meaning Of freedom, not freedom like America Freedom like a shopping cart Kick back, no tense, you gotta bag of grub Cost you about 50 cents No fear, no fuckin' feat, malt liquor Tastes much better on the street Crustin', a way of life for heroines And heroes who hitch hike the road To Eden, not Eden like the garden state Eden like the state of mind Kick back, cheap thrills, you'll do anythin' For a laugh even if it kills you The bridge, you took it out The ticket takers suddenly lost count Sleeping under rays Your teeth crumbling away Say goodbye to all responsibility You never wanted it man Wasting time Whenever you get the chance Which happens to be all the time Kick back, free meals, a couple times a day You make a couple of shady deals No work, no fuckin' pay Cardboard condominium by the bay Between the red and black You're never going back Say goodbye to all responsibility You never wanted it man |
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| 4. |
| 3:37 |
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How money polluted my mind
Dough - what our lives are lived for Rae - just a crazy aussie, Me - the generation forges on. Fa - ther for corporations, Sew - wing our limbs together, LA - such a nice place to get shot. But don't forget the t it follows liber in the constitution following the part about pursuit... of happiness the bi product of colonial precious metal mine extracts which brings us back to Dough. do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do today I saw a kid torture a cat too much leisure teenage norman rockwell paints it black! How - did the chain get started Mo - re is what everyone wants Ney - oy is what none of us are Co - operation died last night, Rup - tured bleeding heart foresight. Me - I'm just a loo. so don't expect the best you won't be disappointed when you take a bite and watch the worm crawl back inside. dont believe the fairy tales of million dollar happiness, los angelestic lifestyles drinking chardonnay. pursue the million dollar happiness. do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do the pursuit of million dollar happiness happiness was killed we watched it bleed, some say it died from hate some say from bleeding heart disease. |
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| 2:52 |
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He'll have another piece of pie
she'll have a double reuben rye she works hard at eating well that's why I love her She's got a couple of pony kegs her arms are bigger than my legs and when she holds me I can't breathe that's why I love her yeah, I'm her butter she's my bread she's like mobile waterbed and when I get on top of her I can't touch the mattress And when her flesh begins to sag she's like a human sleeping bag I feel so cozy safe and warm she's my insulation I always know where she sat and when she's on me I get flat some broken ribs a punctured lung that's why I love her She's my phillie, I'm her stud her bean is bigger than my pud it's like feeding a tic-tac to a whale that's why I love her |
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| 6. |
| 2:29 |
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Stop have a beer its on me has anyone ever told you that you
look like a hollywood star oh you've heard it said many times before right here at this bar I'm lame so I drink cause it makes me happier than being alone my good friend mr. Johnie walker red keeps my insides warm like a cunt seems like everybody's got something I have not, a reason not to die so I say death to mr right cause that will never be me yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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| 7. |
| 2:56 |
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She's been around a couple years tasted 31 flavors there's
only one she really hates that would be you vanilla bean the blandest one don't make her scream and that's what she likes to hear the most lizas been around the block she's currently a femme bitch top a giant step from old louise now who's the one who's on the prey She used to wear her hair short long determine her preference she didn't like that dynamic trading in her flannel shirts for six inch heals, latex skirts she even bought herself some brass Miss terrence sellers akin she's got more power feminine she knows the power incites fear and its that fear which makes her wet she's goin to the tribe 8 show plenty of boychicks to choose from its at the Calyx of Isis she'll find a bottom young & butch she'll tell her "I won't hurt you much unless of course you want me to ..." |
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| 8. |
| 1:14 |
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There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood they always
listen to moms they disregard civil disobedience they'd rather do what they're told they don't drink or fuck or fight they stay home, and read, expanding their minds there's something wrong with the kids in my cul de sac their always goin to church they dress well and they're speaking articulate they show each other respect they're never late, don't make or break rules they eat right, study hard they like schoolThere's something wrong |
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| 2:38 |
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Partly owned to her house
Wooden white picket fence Mother waits for father In a backless dress Hardly used a diaphram Put back into the case A one way trip down memory lane As she awaits I don't wanna know Cheat me I don't wanna know Children play in the yard Mother stares at a wall Father says he's gonna be back late So don't wait up About a quarter to 3 Father stares at a wall Stained thicker than water Who's gonna clean it up |
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| 11. |
| 3:02 |
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I wouldn't walk 500 miles when I could fly coach but almost
anything I wouldn't swim across the nile cause I could get a moebic disentary Cause if there's anything you want I'll probly get it you tell me what you need I'll try not to forget it you need someone to blame I'll say I said it cause whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it I wouldn't climb the highest mountain could get a blister, but almost anything I wouldn't throw coins in a fountain I might be needing to make a phone call I doesn't seem like you're a million miles away, no, but maybe one or two that doesn't mean, I never loved you me love you long time, when you're on top of me |
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| 12. |
| 1:36 |
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Birds sing there's not a cloud in the sky August 8th is a beautiful day
I see a bunch of hippies crying yeah August 8th is a beautiful day Like waking up from a real bad dream suddenly everything is OK The storm has passed the sun is shining yeah August 8th is a beautiful day What's going on what's going on is something bumming your scene There's something wrong there's something wrong I'm not trying to be mean The air is sweet the summer flowers blooming nowhere in sight is there anything grey Feelings of joy are filling the street yeah beautiful day Like waking up from a fucked up dream suddenly everything's looking good There's been no permanent damage done Yeah August 8th came right when it should Poor Jeff Poor little Timmy Turtle Staying home on Such a beautiful Day |
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| 13. |
| 3:23 |
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He won the race the judges concluded
He was the betterman he'd come from victory A hesitation a one time show or place His self would not allow he had to be the best He had denied his urges cause they would of Drained his strength that battle had been one With side effects a few He may have dropped the world He could not let us down Dana has gone away I hope she's in a better place She aced the test a grade above the rest Of the class felt the curve a 93% Was not enough to feed her fix She needs that perfect score The endorphin rush she loved It would opiate her She had denied all allegations of her loneliness The battle had been won with scars still under wraps She may have dropped the world She would not let us down Endorphin rush she loved She may have dropped the world |
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