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from Clubber's Heaven With Basement Jaxx (2006)
Don't get caught in the grass
Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught A night of apologies Just more said I'm sorrys Beckoning come to mes Thoughts whispered sweetly You girls make no mistake He's cold as a snake He'll put you in your place Barefoot and lonely Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught His kiss will pull your teeth To see what's underneath Balanced onfingertips He'll still take you I'm only flesh and bones No match for sticks and stones Look under every home He might be waiting Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught A night of apologies Just more said I'm sorrys Beckoning come to mes Thoughts whispered sweetly You girls make no mistake He's cold as a snake He'll put you in your place Barefoot and lonely Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught His kiss will pull your teeth To see what's underneath Balanced onfingertips He'll still take you I'm only flesh and bones No match for sticks and stones Look under every home He might be waiting |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
Must have been the devil who changed my mind
Must have been the wind blowing not me crying Half the joy of leaving was the space I left behind Now I'm back, angel-headed hollow-eyed Placed myself at the eye of the storm Just didn't see the signpost to scorn The blue sky wrinkled through my tears Then darkness grounded all my fears I gave him my sugar; He switched it for salt Should have seem him coming that's always my fault Rocks for my pillow and sand for my bed For better or worse I left him for dead But two rivers to each other run Words that shook me like the kick of a gun Had something in my heart ain't got no name Turned out he felt the same Ain't it lonesome, ain't it sad I was the only happiness he ever had By Indian river the vows were said In a red devil's dress I was wed Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Bitch's baby round lady Came to me in a dream Then lightning struck and thunder roared And nothing was as it seemed A two-headed doctor walked on the water And buried a lemon outside my door He turned and laughed, threw up his hands When I asked him what it was for He sang "Ships in the ocean rocks in the sea Blond-headed woman made a fool outta me" Then everything went crazy My shoes filled with blood The water rose the wind did howl The river looked ready to flood I left my man asleep to drown And ran without looking back around Ring the bells of mercy Send the sinnerman home The keys to the kingdom are lost and gone And I'm left to die alone All these girls grown old now All that long hair in the grave Realize what's done is done It's far too late to be saved Here kitty, kitty, kitty Here kitty, kitty, kitty Here kitty, kitty, kitty Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone Kitty cat bone, kitty kitty cat bone |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
Don't get caught in the grass
Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught A night of apologies Just more said I'm sorrys Beckoning come to mes Thoughts whispered sweetly You girls make no mistake He's cold as a snake He'll put you in your place Barefoot and lonely Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught His kiss will pull your teeth To see what's underneath Balanced onfingertips He'll still take you I'm only flesh and bones No match for sticks and stones Look under every home He might be waiting Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught A night of apologies Just more said I'm sorrys Beckoning come to mes Thoughts whispered sweetly You girls make no mistake He's cold as a snake He'll put you in your place Barefoot and lonely Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get Don't get caught in the grass Don't get caught His kiss will pull your teeth To see what's underneath Balanced onfingertips He'll still take you I'm only flesh and bones No match for sticks and stones Look under every home He might be waiting |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
I disappoint you
You give up on me Dust of the earth and light of the plains When will I know I will see you again You never miss the water till the well runs dry You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky Only know when it's too late to try You never love a man till he says goodbye Cold wind blew my spirit away It's gone for a year and a day I ought to get out of this place One of these days one of these Fate tells lies Maybe tonight maybe here What can I say when words have no place Can the earth beneath shoulder my weight You never miss the water till the well runs dry You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky Only know when it's too late to try You never love a man till he says goodbye Cold wind blew my spirit away It's gone for a year and a day I ought to get out of this place One of these days one of these Fire in my head Cloud in my mouth Fire in my head Cloud in my mouth Old skin don't you knowthis face Nothing to be gained here in this place Old skin don't you knowthis face Nothing to be gained here in this place You never miss the water till the well runs dry You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky Only know when it's too late to try You never love a man till he says goodbye Cold wind blew my spirit away It's gone for a year and a day I ought to get out of this place One of these days one of these Feel a bit false Uneasy Feel a bit false Uneasy Raw bony ghost waiting by my door Biding his time what's he waiting for You never miss the water till the well runs dry You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky Only know when it's too late to try You never love a man till he says goodbye Cold wind blew my spirit away It's gone for a year and a day I ought to get out of this place One of these days one of these |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
Damn girl's gone crazy
All these good-looking blues Banshees with bad skin Coming home to roost Boxed into flying Scratching out birds Fed a diet of sharp knives Earthworms and dirt Damn girl's gone crazy All these good-looking blues Banshees with bad skin Coming home to roost Fishing with bare hands Coming up dry Branches without roots Cover my sky Damn girl's gone crazy All these good-looking blues Banshees with bad skin Coming home to roost Boxed into flying Scratching out birds Fed a diet of sharp knives Earthworms and dirt Fishing with bare hands Coming up dry Branches without roots Cover my sky |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
Set my heart strings strummin'
Resonate in me Stars burst diamond sockets Sounding of the sea Songbird on my shoulder Peaceful when I sleep Be with me as I grow older Glory cloud we'll keep Be the light I see by reflected in the tide Following the colour of summer ou will be my guide Little stabs of laughter Fusing in your eyes Time will pass as we grow closer Glory cloud will rise |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
i'm standing barefoot
Lost in the tall grass A place so quiet It's as if I were never born The clouds are leaving Beneath the setting sun Watch out for her She can give you dreams She didn't know I saw her Kneeling by the water her mother always fought her Didn't love her daughter She didn't know I saw her Waiting by the river I wish her gone So I can want her back She is my laugh I am her laughter I am her face And she is mine I want to join her But I cannot move Now together I cannot lose |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
If you receive an e-mail with a subject of "Badtimes", delete it immediately
WITHOUT reading it. This is the most dangerous e-mail virus yet. It will re-write your hard drive. Not only that, but it will scramble any disks that are even close to your computer. It will recalibrate your refrigerator's coolness setting so all your ice cream melts. It will demagnetize the strips on all your credit cards, screw up the tracking on your VCR and use subspace field harmonics to render any CDs you try to play unreadable. It will give your ex-boy/girlfriend your new phone number. It will mix antifreeze into your fishtank. It will drink all your beer and leave its socks out on the coffee table when there's company coming over. It will put a dead kitten in the back pocket of your good suit and hide your car keys when you are late for work. Badtimes will make you fall in love with a penguin. It will give you nightmares about circus midgets. It will pour sugar in your gas tank and shave off both your eyebrows while dating your current boy/girlfriend behind your back and billing the dinner and hotel room to your Visa card. It will seduce your grandmother. It does not matter if she is dead, such is the power of Badtimes, it reaches out beyond the grave to sully those things we hold most dear. It moves your car randomly around parking lots so you can't find it. It will kick your dog. It will leave libidinous messages on your boss's voice mail in your voice! It is insidious and subtle. It is dangerous and terrifying to behold. It is also a rather interesting shade of mauve. Badtimes will give you Dutch Elm disease. It will leave the toilet seat up. It will make a batch of methamphetamine in your bathtub and then leave bacon cooking on the stove while it goes out to chase high school kids with your new snowblower. These are just a few of the signs. Be very, very careful! |
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from Laika - Good Looking Blues (2003)
A misunderstanding born outta contempt
That was the rock I was battered against Oh sorrow dogged by sorrow was in my heart Don't even know just where to start I was knowin' too little an' feelin' too much Should've seen the penny dropping just a touch I walked away as mad as could be No matter how I try i'ts the same damn thing I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch Stone dead from standin' still Can't turn from the shadow that wishes me ill A bone in the fly a fly in the bone Kept hanging around the door to my home Oh tell it to the river and tell it to the sea this man's gonna be the death of me My tiny fist just isn't a threat Not even enough to make him sweat I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch The wrinkle in the sheet next to him Didn't see the trouble that she was in When the ill wind started to blow It was far too late for me to go Sun's gonna shine bright at midnight Before I find out if my hunches were right He knew damn well what lies were for Hulf an' puff an' show her the door Life robs you of your bones an' slips by in dreams And absolutely nothing is as it seems that halfway point between life and death Slipped by and now I've less time left I've worn this face far too long I just got used to always bein' wrong i know one thing one thing I know That sweet sweet man's just gotta go I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much More than a little bit outta touch |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
Sunday morning
Restless morning I have floated forever In the shadow Sleepless shadow I have fallen far below Out of focus Sickly focus Breathless inbetween hours Creeping morning Rash and warning All was emptied long ago home Safe & sound ... White snow is falling down Falls down hits the ground White snow is falling down Falls down hits the ground Tinned and swollen Poached and frozen I have made it the last time Just a token Rough and broken I was fallen long ago White snow is falling down Falls down hits the ground White snow is falling down Falls down hits the ground White snow is falling down Falls down hits the ground Safe & sound ... White snow is falling down Falls down hits the ground... Safe & sound ... |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
They're moving out boxes
Piled in the hall Birthday gifts and houses Redirect them all I need you like water I love you like air But I am the girl in ill-fitting underwear Walk into nighttime No more than a name Baggage and raindrops Feeding the flames Like footprints in fresh snow I'm easy to see Seemingly hoping For moss to grow on me Watching and willing at you Intoxicating Injury as something to do All reciprocating Still in the same skin All the old clothes Nothing changing Nothing to know A point in the distance A drop of a man Bet double or nothing And never understand Watching and willing at you Intoxicating Injury as something to do All reciprocating |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
Silence please now
I don't want a word Got deep in trouble And my hands got burnt Ain't nobody love me That's how I got here With pockets full of nothing And a head full of fear You broke a heart a many a time But you'll never break this heart of mine You broke a heart a many a time But you'll never break this heart of mine I'm a fish outta water A soup in a basket Gotta get to where I'm going But don't know how to ask it Believed in a young man That's where I went wrong And now I'm in the gutter And I ain't got long He was a callous boy That much I could see But the heart's a crazy fool When it wants to believe It loses all directions Forgets how to drive That honey saw me coming And skinned me alive You broke a heart a many a time But you'll never break this heart of mine You broke a heart a many a time But you'll never break this heart of mine You broke a heart a many a time But you'll never break this heart of mine You broke a heart a many a time But you'll never break this heart of mine |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
Anybody's better than nobody
'Cause one's never better than two Anybody's better than nobody For me and my barefoot blues I'm spending money like water And drinking life like wine But it's a big old bed in a lonesome house Unhappiness all I find Once I danced in the sunshine I used to laugh at the rain Did the belly-rub with all kinds of men Lord I'd love to do it again But in this sea of scorn & laughter I look for the silvery moon But there's no one but me and my lonely key A bare bulb rented room I'm going down to the river Gonna have me a little swim An autumn flower in the frozen rain Can't believe the state I'm in 'Cause a body was better than nobody And one seemed worse than two When that anybody turned to nobody And left me to my barefoot blues |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
Come fly with me
Leaf by leaf a bumblebee If I weren't me who would I be Leaf by leaf rocks and trees All is all is everything Leaf by leaf wedged inbetween A desert rose an ocean breeze Leaf by leaf just let me be Sailing through the milky way Leaf by leaf cares fall away Shining bright all silver-grey Leaf by leaf night and day Gliding by on water wings Leaf by leaf the starling sing Holding on by fragile string Leaf by leaf... |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
Damn you dirty bird
Put out the fire now It's all said and done Do I walk away or run What went wrong, what went wrong Shame on, shame on Damn you filthy whore Rain from the heavens now Take the flowers and trees Pluck these eyes from me What went wrong, what went wrong Shame on, shame on Damn you wicked thing You walk on shoes of snow I'll live to pick your bones Then wait for leaves to grow What went wrong, what went wrong Shame on, shame on Shame on, shame on Shame on, shame on |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
Let me out
I'm a cloud I can't live here anymore Turn the sky inside out I can't live here anymore Fish for nails in a drought I can't live here anymore Always ash in my mouth I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
We talked like giddy schoolgirls
It seemed we turned a corner I remember smiling It was a piecemeal resolution With only best intentions And i'm going frustrations Words designed to pacify It helps the sun is shining And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh You're feeling so much better And how you're looking well With only best intentions Imperfect recollections With eyes as big as headlights I remember smiling Words designed to justify It helps the sun is shining And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh We'll talk and we will whisper But touch me and you'll burn Girls as sweet as sweet can be I remember smiling With only best intentions And on going frustrations Words designed to crucify It helps the sun is shining And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh And on and on and on and on and oh |
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from Laika - Wherever I Am I Am What Is Missing (2004)
Wind blown
A lazy sway Creeping like fire From a slow spark Birds without wings Out of the dust of dreams Head out to sea Seeking the stars Nothing can wake Nothing will break His host Of teasing fancies With aches and fears Sighs and tears We roll like water Caught in a stream A pilot on the wing A weary thing Feeding my soul And reading my mind We can be hurt A piece at a time As the curtains of night Draw back with the light |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
Prairie now isn't that a pretty word
Rolls off the tongue like a setting sun You should have heard what I heard A shriek a syllable a sleight of hand Prairie now isn't that a lonely word Slips through the hands like a falling star You should have seen what I saw A mask an artifice a skillful smear If I could pull the nerves from my skin If I could pull the nerves from my skin I would Prairie now isn't that an evil word Trips on its feet like a slouching beast Surely things will change now A start a plan a place to go If I could pull the nerves from my skin If I could pull the nerves from my skin I would Prairie now isn't that a pretty word Rolls off the tongue like a setting sun You should have heard what I heard A shriek a syllable a sleight of hand Surely things will change now Surely things will change now Surely things will change now Surely things will change now |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season How long do I take it Can I start to change it You know it's been a long long time Can I grow a new skin Can I try to begin again Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season I am always waking I am always shaking I think I know this might not end Can I dry the cold sweat Get out of this mess again, again Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Ease into a new box Shoulder a new lot It's gonna be a long long time A whirlwind among breezes Doing what he pleases again, again Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
I watch the lights on the ocean
I count the leaves on the trees If it wasn't for your indecision There'd be nothing between you and me I catch your eye it's a showdown Anticipate your every move Purposely find contradiction Escalate nothing to prove Instants of calm fly by mocking All poking fun at a smile She pulls a face in the mirror Lately it's just not our style Losing control to stay under Fighting and screaming down walls Worry has made you a martyr Washed up and left for the birds I count the leaves on the trees I watch the lights on the ocean I count the leaves on the trees I watch the lights on the ocean |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
I'm not talking anymore
All the skins of the words Fell off in my hands If I told you and showed you You'd laugh I'm not trying anymore All my good intentions Fell out of my hands If I told you and showed you You'd laugh You're always right when I'm lonely I can fake it so long only Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength to get away Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength To get away I thought it Would be so easy That I didn't need to worry I'm safe inside your hands Why'd I listen why'd I fall for that You're always right when I'm lonely I can take it so long only You're always right when I'm lonely I can take it so long only I'm not talking anymore All the skins of the words Fell of in my hands If I told you and showed you You'd laugh I'll stay all night when I'm lonely I can fake it so long only You're always right when I'm lonely I can take it so long only Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength To get away Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength To get away |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
It is night
And life moves At a new pace The air is still The earth sleeps We move with the grace Of the moon sweeping Through the clouds It is night And life moves At a new pace The air is still The earth sleeps We move with the grace Of the moon sweeping Through the clouds One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
It's gonna
Swallow me whole The ground'll open up And in I'll fall Down down down Mama set me up with a fine young thing And he was gonna buy me everything But he grabbed the hook And took out for deep water And pretty soon that fish He pulled me in It's gonna Follow me home Somewhere in the shadows there's a place for me In the cold cold ground Trouble's right behind me There's hard times ahead The devil's got his hammer He's poundin' on my bed Lost most my money I'm on my last hand I'm knockin' at hell's door with no weapon and no plan Feelin' kinda timid like an egg without a shell But if I've been just bluffing I ain't gonna tell It's gonna Swallow me whole The ground'll open up And in I'll fall Papa set me up With a sharp-eyed boy And I was gonna have him For my toy But he stole my heart And took out for deep water And pretty soon that shark He pulled me in Sky's full of lightening The wind's spitting sand Sun burning oh so hot it gave the earth a tan The fish have all stopped jumping The bedbugs are asleep I'll lay myself beside you and pray my soul to keep I wish I had a needle As fine as I could sew I'd stitch my baby to my side and down the road we'd go My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down Little fishes in the brook Papa catch them with a hook Brother clean it like a man Mama fry it in the pan |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
I'm a poor gal long way from home 'fore
I get to heaven got a way to roam And when I get there gonna take off my shoes Got nothin' now & nothin' to lose All day long you heard me moan You can tell my friends when I am gone A dollar for some bacon a nickel for the lard I'd like to buy some more but times are hard You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon Going to see my long haired babe Got her a dress on the last pay day Gonna treat her nice gonna treat her fine Gonna take her home on the railroad line Gonna treat her nice gonna treat her fine Take her home on the railroad line You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder the best view from this window still looks like hell and the fists they fall like rain I know it just a little too well angel I've been beaten angel I'm a whore I'm just a little bit older just a little less more and more shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder it's too long that I've stayed here too long that I've tried angel I'm so naked I can't look you in the eye oh angel I'm exhausted I think I'm a lie I don't know how I got here I just can't figure out why shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder in twenty-five years I'm silver and in fifty gold angel I just can't imagine what it's like to grow old angel there's no time left won't you give me strength to meet you in a different life to see you when this ends shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder the best view from this window still looks like hell and the fists they fall like rain I know it just a little too well angel I've been beaten angel I'm a whore I'm just a little bit older just a little less more and more |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
there are things I can't explain
why a seashell loves the sand why tornadoes love the plains why my dreams have lost their wings there are things I can't explain why tornadoes love the plains why the city quiets at dawn why I couldn't stop my tears |
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from Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004)
i'm sitting here
alone i'm pitching a tent like a camper's home all i've got tonight, are dirty feet and giggles and Rover, and this jar of Jif and i grab a butter knife to end my virginal strife i've tried hard hard HARD to get between you and him but in the end of you, i begin i take a deep breath that is dreamy and smear on some extra creamy and i call the canine over to try out my new lollipop boner when senor skippy is in town all i think about is my dog going down and this is why i used vaginal cream that time when i tried out for swim team i had to shave my legs and my balls but no knowledge of the bathroom, i did it in the hall i shit myself at the family reunion and that time i first received my holy communion the moon is rising and these extra two inches tonight are surprising and i and you and ro-o-over too can't believe what your new crush just did to my shoe there is feces all inside and it's covering the fresh leather hide do you remember what tonight is the night Elvis dies while taking a piss and it was on the television and my sperm is now spraying like nuclear fission and now i need Kleenex Cottonelle cuase this sticky feeling is comparable with hell and i'm sick of low fat lays and they more i hate it, the more my gizz sprays and now windex is required for now my ejaculate has retired to window overlooking the tree house and i must clean it up as quiet as a mouse but alas i make an utterance it is my mom, a goddamn stutterance she has caught me, red handed tissue on dick with that creamy Jif all over my stick and it's not even a maternal figure it's you and you're dressed like a wigger I hate fat Albert Jeans can someone HOLLA for me if they know what I mean Alas, i recover my .38 it is the only way to go out after you masturbate. BA BLAM |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
sugar daddy take me away
from this bad bad place I'm sick and tired of trying and I wanna fly away I guess we got our wires crossed he's thinking driftwood I think twigs nothing nothing's gonna save us now and I wanna fly away |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
oh the moon is giving sunshine
sky's full of wine big ol' bear prickly pear I wanna live in your fuzzy bits an' kissin' lips curly hair and squeezy hips places where I just fit in you never had the luck to see god's hands not even his fingernails but if he has a voice it's just like yours butter and honey and milk and water milk and water milk and water moon is giving sunshine sky's full of wine clouds are pouring red stars are pouring white so much raining down on me I just lose my... moon is giving sunshine sky's full of wine big ol' bear prickly pear I wanna live in your... night and day day and night night and day day and night moon is giving sunshine sky's full of wine big ol' bear prickly pear I wanna live in your flutter-bys and butterflies that frame your big round eyes an' make lightning strike twice inside make lightning strike twice inside so much light sky's so bright so much light sky's so bright clouds are pouring red an' the stars are pouring white clouds are pouring red an' the stars are pouring white lightning strike twice inside night and day day and night lightning strike twice inside moon is giving sunshine sky's full of wine clouds are pouring red stars are pouring white |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
let me sleep I'm through now
I'll just close my eyes I know I didn't do it it's too late to explain I'm tired - he's screaming he knows where I've been I was gonna say something maybe he says I taste like rubber I can't change his mind he thinks he's right he thinks I'm lying I've heard stories like this but not about me I'm tired - he's screaming he knows where I've been |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
them trashy types just outta milk teeth
keep bluffin' me with their big girly eyes them trashy types them college girls don't know squat 'bout guys like me she don't do nothin' but flirt an' lie she don't do nothin' but wink an' smile too tight in the crotch too proud for daddy's little girl too good for who's that knocking who who's that knocking he's coming down glass he's coming down glass who's that knocking who who's that knocking he's coming down glass he's coming down glass play with a puppy an' he'll lick your mouth mockingbirds makin' light of me those pussywillows just break my heart sweeter than syrup in pinching high heels who's that knocking who who's that knocking he's coming down glass he's coming down glass who's that knocking who who's that knocking he's coming down glass he's coming down glass them trashy types just outta milk teeth keep bluffin' me with their big girly eyes them trashy types them college girls don't know squat 'bout guys like me who's that knocking who who's that knocking he's coming down glass he's coming down glass who's that knocking who who's that knocking he's coming down glass he's coming down glass I'm going down that long lonesome road I'm going where cold winds blow I'm going where I've got no name I'm going down and have no shame I'm going down and have no shame I'm going down and have no shame I'm going down and have no |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
Jump at the sun
And if you miss You can't help but grab some stars [repeated] Don't give me an answer I'll wish I never asked [repeated] |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
tell me where the blood red river runs
from my back door to the rising sun on again away till dawn never straight and way too long I weighed the trees and hills on scales the zig-zag lightning and killer whales silver clouds reflected in deep I don't measure up I don't measure up red water's boiling the wind will blow it halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it red water's boiling the wind will blow it halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it I am a liar I rage on paper a piece of string could only do better been talking for years it's hard to remember a piece of string could only do better tell me where the blood red river runs from my back door to the rising sun on again away till dawn never straight and way too long way too long way too long way too long red water's boiling the wind will blow it red water's boiling the wind will blow it red water's boiling the wind will blow it red water's boiling the wind will blow |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
menfolks just don't understand
sympathy for a wretch like me I'm a handle to wind the tongue just a bitch in heat menfolks just can't even see my fifty puppies and tits to my knees stretch marks - hair like grease just a bitch in heat yeah I want it bad so bad I'm howlin' and all you dogs sniffin' butts outside don't need it half as much as me... dachshunds and st. bernards going mad in my front yard big and small - I'll have 'em all just a bitch in heat menfolks just can't conceive I'm at the mercy of chemistry every spring you get itchy feet ain't nothin' compared to this heat I'm honey in heat with nothin' to do 'cept wait around for mutts like you I guess I'm just an easy lay until they day they get me... yeah I want it bad so bad I'm howlin' and all you dogs sniffin' butts outside don't need it half as much as need it half as much as yeah I want it bad so bad I'm howlin' and all you dogs swingin' cats outside don't need it half as much as me |
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from Laika - Silver Apples Of The Moon (2005)
sittin' in the corner
eye-in' little Jella her head all clink-clank scary box of knick-knacks she's always in a scurry-scurry shakin' with her worry-worry kickin' up a sandstorm runnin' up the slide-down bee buzz buzzing hummin' bird a hummin' heart beatin' clip-clop burstin' like a pea pod sparky little milk pup rippin' up the hearthrug kickin' up a sandstorm runnin' up the slide-down kickin' up a sandstorm runnin' up the slide-down |
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