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| 2. |
| 1:42 | 
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Hard to be a girl
So nice to be a boy In my room at night Not a pretty sight Here's an empty kiss Marching to the rhythm of the payroll I can be a good boy too Just let me out of the stable Sausages and eggs And hot and sour soup Thank me for your time 'cause I can be as bad as you Hard to be a girl That's what the oracle told me I don't care what she says I assume it's best to be lonley |
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Jessica Simpson
where has your love gone it's not in your music, no you need a vacation to wake up the cavemen and take them to Mexico Jessica, Jessica Simpson you've got it all wrong your fraudulent smile the way that you think that the day that you die my body's in trembles infested with brambles that sharpen the air I breathe what's in the menu Jessica can you take down my order please Jessica, Jessica Simpson you've got it all wrong your fraudulent smile the way that you think it the day that you died tomorrow gets closer a purple bulldozer is calling you on the phone your love life precedes you your son in law feeds you injections of cortisone Jessica, Jessica Simpson you've got it all wrong your fraudulent smile the way that you faked it the day that you died Jessica Simpson where has your love gone it's not in your music so where has it gone then Jessica |
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| 2:20 |
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Musical ladders
Leaning on mountains Bathed in white laughter Under the sun Somebody's birthday Came stumbling toward us Wrapped in green gladness Under the sun We're gonna make it through this war tonight Someone hold this child up to the light Prostitute fingers Fumbling with matches Tucked in red couches Under green moons Mexican waitress Got caught in the crossfire Of militant families Bursting with Jews We're gonna break it to your folks tonight Kind of hope your Pops don't hear me right Oh, yes. |
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| 2:29 |
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| 6. |
| 1:36 |
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| 7. |
| 2:50 |
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| 8. |
| 2:12 |
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Frozen in time, forever
Carrying that torch for so long. Can you hear my heart Believe it Frozen in the index of time They singled out my tounge In front of everyone Who was watching my show They say that I'm no good I'm sorry that I could Be that way to you. Dusting off the Roman dollar Searching for some work on the side I'm just closer to death than ever Frozen in the index of time They just don't have the minds To pay me for my crimes That they made me do They don't care how it feels To them this isn't real In my magical womb. Frozen in time, forever Carrying that torch for so long Can you hear my heart Believe it Frozen in the index of time Baby |
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Skeleton of a smoking plane
Catch a train to an open vein The smoke just cleared Something went wrong The catfish choked The sky is gone Beneath their boats The forecast floats The joystick choked The joystick smokes Mariachi clothes look good on everyone Klu Klux Klans will dance around the mountain Plugging up the holes in their harmonicas Push away from the overdose Just in time for the fairy bows |
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I wanna chose to die
and be buried with a rubix cube and sleep inside the big blue buildings while the sweet disease drives through there's a bakery in the night sky I wanna die because the government lied she was a man with herpes floating in a yellow stream running through the windows backwards kissing all the buildings clean you know his appetite for hardcore taste and orgiastic party games she woke up in the highway with arrows pointing at her face later that day in gym class, she ate a mouth full of anthrax go to sleep |
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| 1:39 |
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In the front of the line
And I'm back at home I wanna live my life In a bathtub Roll the dirty dice And you're paying blood Stole a maxi pad As I abandon love It reminds me of Salty candy Semen shanties Sailboats grinding Up against your back I don't need no Sentimental Penis stencil Feelings rising opposites attract She made me feel so small I had no say at all She looked so cute, they say But I don't know her that way Heaven hold me back Got 20 lives Got my Jesus jammies Need some exercise Take a walk at night Past the dating bar I wanna live my life Like a track star |
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| 2:02 |
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There's no wrong way
to fuck a girl with no legs Just tell her you love her as she's crawling away. There's no wrong way to fuck a bitch with no faith Now you'll never be sad again Loving you are the two best things in a world that's skipping town Reaching, blind, into the deepest mouth in the brownest place around There's something amiss in her cum-stained lips So I get the first kiss Before she takes the last bite. Genital outlaws in a positive way And in everything they will too Getting strangled by the junkie priest as the boys get stoned in school There's a knock at the door and your parents come in They thought you were a different girl So if you're alone when your parents aren't home And no one can see your incestuous tree, No need to contain what the sparrows can say Now you'll never be sad again |
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| 3:09 |
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Picture a place
that's far from danger A nicer place to cash your chips I'm not the one holding you hostage Squeezed in between my lips We're not supposed to be lovers Or friends like they have us believe We're not supposed to know eachother Accept my apology I was a babe stuck in a treebranch Banging on my rusty cradle bars Until I stole your middle finger Now who's the one in charge We're not supposed to be lovers Or friends like they have us believe We're not supposed to know eachother Accept my apology Vein underground Fist, Face Down Ooze as they heal my pain Food on the flight Breakfast bite Drop from the orange juice crane Picture a person you've forgotten Kissing your brother or your friend. Picture a wounded entertainer Cutting his hair again. |
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| 2:10 |
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there are men in shades
just standing around these bleeding stars, the paradox let the eyes of god be our guide to find a gentle path there's a broken record playing a tune to the floating waves of the antennas. and you were just a little guy and I was little too. and everything is just floating freely just rocking around like a rocking horse. just jiggling around like silly putty and who are you and I and you were looking at me smiling the aliens were just arriving wherever they are headed next speaking secret tongues |
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| 2:53 |
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She used to live
With an Indian chief Who gave her the clappe That he got from a priest Night after night I would lie with her pets Like a mail order bride In a box by the steps She went bungee jumping One fine day Off the cliffs of our friendship And at the bottom she stayed When they told me That her body was found An astronaut drowned In the Long Island Sound I tripped down the stairs in my basketball shoes And paddled downstream In my fathers canoe In the Kingdom of Bungee The castle's been stained But the Kingdom of Incest Still has a mighty fine name |
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