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She says she loves these United States of America
And the flag for which it stands, of thee I sing And she tells me she's a liar but I don't believe her She'll tell me almost anything Placin' your bet on a horse that never left the gate now Got nothin' left on your plate But it's better than walkin' around lookin' for another man to subjegate Better than wondering what it was she just ate Did I make a mistake when I turned it on? Was my dance pattern right? Was my dance pattern wrong? Did I make a mistake when I sang the song? Was my vox too sexy? Was my vox too strong? Now you navigate your way around the treacherous terrain Try not to step in the Darvocet and the Novocaine And you're stuck in the corner listening to some guy talk about his screenplay And the crazy things he did one night in Spain, wooh Did I make a mistake when I turned it on? Was my dance pattern right? Was my dance pattern wrong? Did I make a mistake when I sang the song? Was my vox too sexy? Was my vox too strong? My dance pattern is everything that matters to me The blood splatters, you should see the suckas scatter Man it really is a sight to see Well we've seen the years go by But it seems we've reached the end of the line And there ain't no happy ending When you're constantly pretending That the good lord ripped you out of my side And this time there are no feelings And it feels like there's no time And it feels like it's time to let my feelings do some talking Some time, every time, every time I dance with you Did I make a mistake when I turned it on? Was my dance pattern right? Was my dance pattern wrong? Did I make a mistake when I sang the song? Was my vox too sexy? Was my vox too strong? Did I make a mistake when I turned it on? Was my dance pattern right? Was my dance pattern wrong? Did I make a mistake when I sang the song? Was my vox too sexy? Was my vox too strong? Ow, ow, ow |
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When a problem needs a problem solver
guess who gets the call? me that's all you're dueling with a plugged revolver well guess who dropped the ball? the writing's on the wall The French sent us a copper lady Long since turning green From New York to Los Angeles and all points in between burning fifty million megawatts of gasoline! Oooh! I accept my destiny I shall start a legacy The likes of which you've never seen Make them rip it Rip it clean I accept my destiny I am a ripping machine So help me! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! You're listening to your politicians They claim to speak to God Can't you see it's just a fraud? Your rituals and superstitions Don't you find them kind of odd? Might as well kneel before Zod The French sent us a copper lady Long since turning green From New York to Los Angeles And all points in-between Burning fifty million megawatts of gasoline Ooooh! I accept my destiny I shall start a legacy The likes of which you've never seen Make them rip it Rip it clean I accept my destiny I am a ripping machine So help me! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! Put me in motion Drink the potion Use the lotion Drain the ocean Cause commotion Fake devotion Entertain a notion Be Nova Scotian Drink the potion Put me in motion Use the lotion Drain the ocean Cause commotion Fake devotion Entertain a notion Be Nova Scotian Drink the potion Put me in motion Use the lotion Drain the ocean Cause commotion Fake devotion Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Be Nova Scotian Rip it! |
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All those pills, they make you uptight
I'm suprised you still walk upright You want to live the thug life Well! Dance on the edge of my knife Whoa! Feed my fuckin' habit Feed my fuckin' habit Follow the white rabbit Follow the white rabbit Reach into me and grab it Reach into me and grab it Feed my fuckin' habit Feed my fuckin' habit On a pale, moonlight night My Willpower loses its fight Ooh Feed my fuckin' habit Feed my fuckin' habit Follow the white rabbit Follow the white rabbit Reach into me and grab it Reach into me and grab it Feed my fuckin' rabbit Feed my fuckin' rabbit *guitar solo* |
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She was the queen of an evil galaxy
Living off the money she suckered from me She wasn't satisfied living by the airport in Queens Can you tell me now what any of it means? Now listen I see no point in trying to get you to listen Your hypnotised by the camera you're kissing My dogs are barking, man All your cats are hissing tonight Nothing gets settled when our animals fight You look good in pictures but I think that the attention's going to your brain Hey little sister why do I only see you on the white train? Riding on the white train Riding on the white train Riding on the white train Riding on the white train Solo! Solo! Solo! Solo! Now you got yourself into a sticky situation But I don't make moves unless there's some reciprocation I gotta know now should I be anticipating love Or will you slap me with your bitches' gloves? Ow! Satan destroys you But Jesus puts you in a bowl and smokes you Hey little sister! Your dreams are dying living on the white avenue Living on the white avenue Living on the white avenue Living on the white avenue Living on the white avenue Ooh white avenue |
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Your broken machine has some questions for me
Wants to know a little bit about my history It wants to know why I write these ridiculous songs It wants to know everything that turns me on And what turns me on is you So now that's what turns it on too Its methods are filling me with doubt This experience is starting to creep me out It doesn't do anything, it just sits there It doesn't do anything, it just sits there And looks at me M-m-mechanical meltdown It should be thrown away It should be scrapped by sundown But broken machine is here to stay Yeah broken machine thinks it's fair to me But it only sees what it wants to see It looks into me to see what I'm made of It's trying so hard to understand our love And it sees that I love you And so you're the one that it loves, too It wants to understand the workings of our heart It doesn't care if it tears us apart It doesn't do anything, it just sits there It doesn't do anything, it just sits there And looks at me M-m-mechanical meltdown it should be thrown away sa-sa-satanic shutdown but broken machine is here to stay You know what, machine? My mind's not big enough for the both of us. But they tell me you're here to stay. I guess that's what I get for surrounding myself with technology! M-m-mechanical meltdown you should be thrown away you should be scrapped by sundown but broken machine is here to stay Broken machine is here to stay Broken machine is here to stay Broken machine is here to stay Broken machine is here to stay |
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Angels and demons holding hands and whistling Dixie
we haven't had that kinda fun around here since 1960 we wait in longer lines than the Russians ever did selling our childrens' souls to the highest bid I can't describe how it feels... These songs will blare out of your eyes when I get to the green building my arrival will be televised when I get to the green building when I get to the green building Satan's cheerleaders prancing around the maypole in December We haven't that kind of spectacle here since I can remember Our fearless leaders say they're equipped to the task and every point of view on this depends on who you ask It doesn't matter anyway All prophecies are realized When I get to the green building The stars will shine out of your eyes When I get to the green building When I get to the green building Isn't it interesting to see whose heart shall pass When they try to hide them but they're made of glass and isn't it interesting to see who lives or dies on the rollercoasters and the water slides And Isn't it interesting to watch them play their game When they're all such cheaters and they have no shame And isn't it interesting to hear the demons sing When the doorbell rings at the green building and Isn't it interesting and Isn't it interesting when the doorbell rings at the green building and Isn't it interesting and Isn't it interesting |
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Dance like nobody's watching you Randy
And love like you've never been hurt Supersize it when you get hungry Randy And eat like it's the last night on earth You could be nobody in heaven Or you could be a star in hell You could have a billion dollars and blow it all away Randy's hot tonight He's hot tonight He's hot tonight Randy's hot tonight He's hot tonight He's hot tonight Randy's got tonight He's got tonight He's got tonight Randy's hot tonight He's hot tonight He's hot tonight 'Cause we just wanna see the hot, hot side of Randy Now Randy said "If you live in Japan, you're Japanese If you live in Canada, you're gonna freeze If you live in a plastic house, you'll never die in a fire If you work in television, you're a fucking liar" Dont become unfocused Randy And everything'll be ok That confidence will come in handy And everyone will be forced to say That Randy, He's hot tonight He's hot tonight He's hot tonight Randy's hot tonight He's hot tonight He's hot tonight Randy's got tonight He's got tonight He's got tonight Randy's hot tonight He's hot tonight He's hot tonight Cause we just wanna see the hot hot side of Randy |
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1,2,3,4
Oh my God! I met a girl named Kukuxumushu Oh my God! She walked on my heart And she did it wearing two shoes Oh my God! She tossed me in a bag before she threw me away She ran around telling all my friends I was gay. Oh my God! Oh my God! I'm not the revolution I'm just your boyfriend A f**k solution Until the world ends Don't make me do this Don't make me sing you a love song Oh my God! I took a ride with succubus Sally Oh my God! She drained-a my soul down at the bowling alley Oh my God! She scratches my skin and she kissed in my head And she liquifies the living to feed to the dead Oh my God! Oh my God! I'm not the revolution I'm just your boyfriend A f**k solution Until the world ends Don't make me do this Don't make me sing you a love song There are policemen with more sympathy And paupers with more money than me And while those things they might be true There are corpses with more Personality Than you! 1,2,3,4 I fell in love with Hollywood Heather But she was just another angry trend setter Her body was assembled by a plastic MD And she made me the object of her insecurity I'm not the revolution I'm just your boyfriend A f**k solution Until the world ends What more can I say Than 'Oh My God'? Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! |
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Someone told me you were cool
But the more I think about it that someone must have been you Did you actually read your books at school? 'Cause you really don't seem ready for the drop of the other shoe Wasting all your time howling at a half moon Adding a little doom and gloom to your doom and gloom You can do what you do But I got bigger fish to fry than you And I-I-I-I don't like you And I-I-I-I don't want you here Oh dear Is that the best that you can do? 'Cause it really doesn't seem like you went ahead and thought it through Yelling 'til you turn blue But you better call that bluff before it goes ahead and calls you And I really don't care whose side you're on This here ain't a sprint, this is a marathon You can say what you say But I'd really, really like it if you just went away And I-I-I-I can't take you And I-I-I-I don't want you here Not near You say: "Can we talk about this later? Can we talk about this later?" Blinded by your self-adulation Deafened by your heinous orations Hey hey! Give us a break you big baby! Solo! You can do what you do But I got bigger fish to fry than you And I-I-I-I don't like you And I-I-I-I don't want you here And I-I-I-I can't take you And I-I-I-I don't want you here |
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This is your captain speaking.
We've gone insane and we're slashing fares on Lucifer Airlines You'll drink champagne and nobody cares about arriving on time We know your name and your cross to bear, you'll answer for your crime And we'll save an extra seat for you on the day you die Sit back, relax, and take in the view and enjoy your flight Sit back, relax (we love to fly) Sit back, relax Sit back, relax (we love to fly) Sit back, relax Sit back, relax (we love to fly) Sit back, relax Sit back, relax (we love to fly) Sit back, relax Crash positions, 'cause we're going down on Lucifer Airlines taking submissions; turning no one down - we're hiring all kinds Sit back, relax (we love to fly) Sit back, relax What have i, what have i gotten myself into? This ain't no sexy vacation for two And I just don't know what to do now Hey! We love to fly We love to fly We love to fly We love to fly (This is your captain speaking) |
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Ever since I met you, you were someone I knew
lookin for a little somethin somethin to do you wanted one stop shoppin' and clothes that fit you you wanted to look pretty when they're taking your picture now you want your life to move a little bit faster a little bit of death, a little bit of disaster well I was doing this before you were born the glove already fit you before it was worn and girl, the choice is yours I can dress you up as the devil or I can dress you up as one of the devil's whores oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh calling all girls of the opposite sex I know you just can't wait for what happens next I got a five-step plan and a brand-new facility the perfect habitat for testing sex ability all you need's a credit card you're good to go roll a little footage and film a little video I wanna see who's living between your legs you just can't make an omelet without breaking some eggs and girl, what do you say? You can dress me up like JFK hide in the grassy knoll and blow me away! oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh SOLO! I have some money here for you, so reach in to me and grab it And I have never understood why anybody likes Lenny Kravitz I see no reason for this to continue I don't have anything else to put in you now go back home girl and do whatever it is that you do And girl, I hate to break you the news when you win here, you really lose and you've been such a pleasure to use oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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These are your clothes
This is your hair you aren't fooling anybody but I still want to touch you ooh oooh the supermarket tabloid appeal of the crazy little lives of fabulous people fabulous people fabulous people makin' all their money off of dirty little people dirty little people dirty little people givin' all their money to the fabulous people whoa whoa whoooooooaaaaaaaooooo This is your business This is your pleasure don't mean nothin' to no one but I still wanna have you, oh when you're makin' love now what do you feel? do you think you're good enough for fabulous people fabulous people fabulous people makin' all their money off the dirty little people dirty little people dirty little people givin' all their money to the fabulous people whoa whoa whoa whooooooaaaaaaaooooo Britney Spears and David Beckham Paris Hilton and Red Skelton every penny you spend helps them take over the world present past and participle Dale Jr. and Dick Trickle and let us not forget Don Rickles scaring the young girls scaring the young girls scaring the young girls |
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Show me your sexy trash
But don't go makin' moves that agitate my rash I'm an American man and I know where I stand I stand with you in your sexy trash Columbian warlords are rushing to replace All the product that they've moved to the United States With traddaxian crystals from outer space And the filthy residue of your sexy trash Your sexy trash The geopolitical ramifications of lovers when they lie Because of vegetarians, animals no longer die We can live as one inside the slaughterhouse of your sexy trash I'm an American man tonight |
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If we make love would it be a mistake?
Would the aftermath be hard to take And the knots we've tied come undone? Have you heard? Have you heard? (Have you heard?) Have you heard? Have you heard? (Have you heard?) There's a man dressed up like an ancient bird And he's setting his guitar on fire Every mutiny begins with the cooks Every queen cheats on the king with the rooks Every nuclear war begins with two dirty looks I know my shit from Shinola I'm tired of eating your stale granola And I know a bloodbath when I see one Have you seen? Have you seen? (Have you seen?) Have you seen? Have you seen? (Have you seen?) There's a man dressed up like a flaming queen And he's helping San Fransisco fall in love Every problem can be solved by burning books Every savior's crucified next to crooks Every human being starts with two naughty looks |
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