Alcohol / High On The Hog

My baby taught me how to be

My baby taught me how to fight

My baby taught me how to die

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol!

My baby taught me how to smoke

My baby taught me how to breathe

My baby taught me how to hide

My baby taught me how to leave

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol!

My baby taught me how to choke

My baby taught me how to eat

My baby taught me how to fuck

My baby taught me how to be

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol!

Anorexorcist

You need a path to cross

Into a place where everyone you see

Has had a time to try to PLAY!

If you go get shot

When you'll be what you name

Protector of your gun

Everyone plays with your gun

Way, way, way, way

Everyone wants to try to gun you gun you down in pain

Want to see you try to play

I want to describe you

Put your name as a national woman

I don't like your coffee

I want to have your friendship

As a jock, and to the top

Way, way, way, way

Baba O' Riley

Out here in the fields

I fight for my meals

I get my back into my living

I don't need to fight

To prove I'm right

I don't need to be forgiven

Don't cry

Don't raise your eye

It's only teenage wasteland

Sally ,take my hand

Travel south crossland

Put out the fire

Don't look past my shoulder

The exodus is here

The happy ones are near

Let's get together

Before we get much older

Teenage wasteland

It's only teenage wasteland

Teenage wasteland

Oh, oh

Teenage wasteland

They're all wasted!

Bad Moon Rising

I see a bad moon rising

I see trouble on the way

I see earthquakes and lightnin'

I see bad times today

Don't go 'round tonight

It's bound to take your life

There's a bad moon on the rise

I hear hurricanes a blowin'

I know the end is commin' soon

I fear rivers over flowing

I hear the voice of rage and ruin

Hope you got your things together

Hope you are quite prepared to die

Looks like we'er in for nasty weather

One eye is taken for an eye

Bambi Slaughter / Bambi Kill

Hey, the love of two

A desire, is whats for you

is it real? A lulliby?

Face to face, with an unamed mouth

Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!  Hey! hey! Heyyyy!

Feel the spirit form, in his eyes was loving for

And his lion's were raging high, hunts himself & fears his ripe

Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!  Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!

Heyyyyyyyyyyy!

Beans and wine

Beans, beans, beans

Jessie had some beans

He was happy, happy, happy

And he ate some beans

Naked, naked, naked

Sitting cross-legged

Naked, naked, naked

And he was happy, happy, happy

And he ate some beans

Wine, wine, wine

Jessie had some wine

He was happy, happy, happy

And he ate some wine

Beans, beans, beans

Daddy ate some beans

And he drank some wine

And he was happy, happy, happy

As he drank some beans

Blandest

You're my favorite

Of my saviours

You're my favorite

Oh no

Yes you're my favorite

Of my favors

You're my razor

Oh no

Hey!

And the situation wasn't quite

As intense as I thought

I need you around

To remind me when not to be calm (Alt: To remind me what not to become)

And the situation wasn't quite

As intense as I thought

I need you around

To remind me when not to be calm

Calm, calm, calm

Clean Up Before She Comes

Clean up before she comes (x5)

Living in a dusty town (x3)

Something in her eyes

Must be the smoke from my lungs

Something in her eyes

Must be the smoke from my lungs

I must be getting old

I must be getting older

I'm starting to eat my vegetables

Something in her eyes

Must be the smoke from my lungs

Something in her eyes

Must be the smoke from my lungs

Clean up the dusty town

Living in a dusty town (x3)

Clean up before she comes (x3)

Living in a dusty town

I must be getting old (Alt: Getting older)

I must be getting old (Alt: Ate my vegetables)

I'm starting to eat my vegetables

Come On Death

Surly

I am so surly, and I am so surly

And come on life in, and come on deaaaath

ohaaaaaahhhh, ohaaaaaaaahahah, ohaaaaaaoooohoh

Surly, and I am so surly, and I am so surly

And come on life in, and come on ...

Noooooooooooo, noooooooooo, nooooooooooo, nooooooooooo

Surly, and I am so surly, and I am so surly

And I am so surly, oooooaaaaaahhhh

Deaaaaaaaath, deaaaaaath, deaaaaaaaaath, deaaaaaaaaaaath

Come on death, come on death, come on death, come on death

Surly, surly, surly, surly

I'm does finishing to hell

And I'm does, and I'm does hell, hell, heeelllllllll

Come on death (x4) -- ohaaaaaaaahh

Come on death (x4) -- deaaaaaaaaaaath

Curmudgeon

I can't hide, no

On the mantle

I'm not sad

Until I'm home

It's the season

I'm all reason

I have seen

All I have grown

Sheared at the seams

Cheat on me

And not seen

At the seams

I'm a lender

I'm a planter

I put something

In the garden

In the handle

On the mantle

I met Santa

I met God

I'm a lady

Can you save me?

It's the sulfur

I have grown

'Tis the season

I'm all reason

I have fleas

So run on home

Dazed and Confused

Been dazed and confused for so long

It's not true,

Wanted a woman never bargained for you.

Lots of people talk and few of them know,

Soul of a woman was created below.

You hurt and abused telling all of your lies,

Run arounds sweet baby lord how they hypnotize.

Sweet little baby I don't know where you've been,

Gonna love you baby here I come again

Every day I work so hard bringing home my hard earned pay

Try to love you baby but you push me away.

Don't know where you're going only know just where you've been,

Sweet little baby I want you again.

Been dazed and confused for so long it's not true,

Wanted a woman never bargained for you.

Take it easy baby let them say what they will.

Won't hurt so much when I send you the bill

Do You Love Me?

You really like my limousine

You like the way the wheels roll

You like my seven inch leather heels

And goin' to all of the shows

But...

Do you love me?

Really love me?

Do you love me?

You like the credit cards and private planes

Money can really take you far

You like the hotels and fancy clothes

And the sound of electric guitars

You really like rock 'n' roll

All of the fame and the masquerade

You like the concerts and studios

And all the moeny honey that I make

Your backstage pass and black sunglasses

Make you look just like a queen

Even the fans they know your face

From all of the magazines

Down In The Dark

Baby you're going Down In The Dark

Show my lonely night is fallen and I don't have very long

Think [I] might of broke my boil

Within my face might burn

You're gonna make it better for a little while

Baby you're gonna die someday

See you in your crowded wasted , then you start to fade

That when we start singing faster

I wouldn't wait so long

Won't get any easier in the Dark

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeahh

You Will, You Will, You Will....

Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves

I was born in the wagon of a travelling show

My momma used to dance for the money they'd throw

Poppa would do whatever he could

Preach a little gospel

Sell a couple bottles of doctor good

Gypsies tramps and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us

Gypsies tramps and thieves

But every night all the men would come around

And lay their money down

Picked up a boy just south of Mobile

Gave him a ride filled him with a hot meal

I was sixteen he was twenty one

Rode with us to Memphis

And poppa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done

Gypsies tramps and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us

Gypsies tramps and thieves

But every night all the men would come around

And lay their money down

Yip!

Yahoo!

She was born in the wagon of a travelling show

Her momma had to dance for the money they'd throw

Grandpa'd do whatever he could

Preach a little gospel

Sell a couple bottles of doctor good

Gypsies tramps and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us

Gypsies tramps and thieves

But every night all the men would come around

And lay their money down

blahblahblahblah....

fuck it

fuck it all

Help Me, I'm Hungry

Hold me, there's too much tension

Grade me, I'm fucking hungry

Help me, I'm fucking cornered

Grade me, you might be right

Lightning fucking around in my head

Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up

People freaking every day

White lights inside

What do you want

Cold naked man, picked off his scabs and

Fed them to the pigeons

Help him, he's fucking cornered

Grade him it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc...

Hold me, something's happening

Help me, somebody help me

Hold me, I'm fucking hungry

Help me, I'm right here, who are you?

Naked man you say you saw

Fed them, to the pigeons

Help him, he's fucking cornered

Grade him, it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc...

Help me, I'm fucking hungry

Help me, I'm fucking up

Hold me, some fucking help

Heartbreaker

Hey fellas have you heard the news?

You know that Annie's back in town.

It won't take long just watch and see,

All the fellas lay their money down

Her style is new but the face is the same,

As it was so long ago.

But from her eyes a different smile,

Like that of one who knows.

Well it's been ten years and maybe more,

Since I first set eyes on you.

The best years of my life gone by,

Here I am alone and blue.

Some people cry and some people die,

By the wicked ways of love.

But I'll just keep on rolling along

With no grace from the Lord above

People talking all around,

About the way you left me flat.

I don't care what the people say,

I know where their jive is at.

One thing I do have on my mind,

If you can clarify please do,

It's the way you call me by another guy's name,

When I try to make love to you.

Work so hard I couldn't unwind,

Get some money saved.

Abuse my love a thousand times,

However hard I tried.

Heartbreaker your time has come,

Can't take your evil way.

Go away heartbreaker.

Here She Comes Now

Aah, if she ever comes now now

Aah, she looks so good,

aah, she's made out of wood, just look and see

I Feel Fine

Baby's good to me you know

She's happy as can be, you know

She said so

I'm in love with her and I feel fine

Baby says she's mine, you know

she tells me all the time, you now

She said so

I'm in love with her and I feel fine

I'm so glad that she's my little girls

She's so glad she's telling all the world

That her baby buys her things you know

He buys her diamond rings, you know

She said so

She's in love with me and I feel fine, mm

Baby says she's mine, you know

She tells me all the time, you now

She said so

I'm in love with her and I feel fine

I'm so glad that she's my little girls

She's so glad she's telling all the world

That her baby buys her things you know

He buys her diamond rings, you know

She said so

She's in love with me and I feel fine

She's in love with me and I feel fine, mm

If You Must / Happy Hour / The Extreme

I can read, I can write

I can breathe, proven fact

Bless my greed, crease unfold

Is it me, or my ego

Write some words, make them rhyme

Pieces for, story line

Set the mood, something new

Is it me, or my attitude

If you want, to belong

And you miss, the extremes

The extremes, acted out

Practicing

Perfecting

Pressuring

Unto to me

I will wade, in the fire

To explain, your asylum

Idle times, analyzing

We'll compare, all our sightings, come on

I speak, to hear, my voice

Immigrant song

We come from the land of the ice and snow,

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

The hammer of the gods,

Will drive our ships to new lands,

To fight the horde singing and crying:

"Valhalla I am coming!"

On we sweep,

With thrashing oar.

Our only goal will be the western shore.

We come from the land of the ice and snow,

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

Sultry fields of green,

Whispered tales of lore,

Of how we calmed the tides of war,

We are your overlords.

On we sweep,

With thrashing oar.

Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,

For peace and trust can win the day despite all your losing.

Immodium

I don't care, I don't care, I care,

I care, I care, I care if I'm old

I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind,

I mind, I mind, a mind of my own

Get away, get away, away, away, away, away from your home

I don't mind, I don't mind, I mind,

I mind, I mind, yeah...

If you have, even if you need

I don't even care, we could have a tree

We could plant a house, we could build a tree

I don't even care, we could have a tree

She said, she said, she said, she said

she said, she said, she said, she said

I'm away, I'm away, away, away, away, away from your home

I don't mind, I don't mind, I mind, I mind, I mind, a mind of my own

Get away, get away, away, away, away, away from your home

I don't mind, I don't mind, I mind, I mind, I mind, yeah...

Even if you have, even if you need

I don't even care, we could have a tree

We could plant a house, we could build a tree

I don't even care, we could build a tree

She said, she said, she said, she said

she said, she said, she said, she said

Even if you have, even if you need

I don't even care, we could have a tree

We could plant a house, we could build a tree

I don't even care, we could build a tree

She said, she said, she said, she said

She said, she said, she said, she said

She said, she said, she said, she said

I Hate Myself And Want to Die

Runny nose and runny yolk

Even if you have a cold still

You can cough on me again

I still havent had my fulfill

In the someday what's that sound?

Broken heart and broken bones

Think of how a castrated horse feels

One more quirky cliche'd phrase

You're the one I wanna refill

In the someday what's that sound?

- Spoken interlude in middle -

Most people don't realize

That two large pieces of coral,

Painted brown, and attached to his skull

With common wood screws can make a child look like a deer

In His Room / In His Hands / Verse Chorus Verse

Driven conversations, even I can read

Wouldn't want to fake it, and I'm tired of this dream (Not sure about this sentence)

Taking medications, in the back of the room

Driven conversations, he died in June.

See the stab wounds in his hands

See him dying in his room

He's dying in his room

He's dying in his room

Heading for me, heading this way

He is coming, I don't care

Wouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mind

Giving conversations to a friend of mine

Giving medications, in a lighted room

Wouldn't want to fake it, I know I should

See the stab wounds in his hands

You killed him, I don't care

Keep a promise, you would too

Keep a promise, even you

See the silence in his head

He is coming, I don't care

We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind

Wouldn't want to fake it, but I have this time

Giving conversations, to whom they don't know

Taking medications till my stomach's full.

See a famine in his head

See him coming at their heels

He loves you, give him a chance

I don't love him, I don't care

See him starving, give her hell

It is over, we don't care In His Room

I Wanna Be Your Dog

Oooooooooooo

Oooooooooooo

Oooooooooooo

I wanna be your dog (x3)

Oh, come on - mmm

Now I wanna - smoke marijiuna

Now I wanna - smoke marijiuna

Now I wanna - smoke marijiuna

Fake club soda - extra free

Just got to pour - keep up for me

Fake club soda - extra free

just got to pour - keep up for me

Junkyard / Token Eastern Song

I'm long gone from vertical,

Somewhere south is stopping me

I'm long gone from the american dream,

You may decide it's something new

I'm long gone but I'll let you through,

You may decide it's not for you.

I'm long gone but I'll let you through,

You may decide there's nothing there

Born in a junkyard (x8) (Alt: Hold it in your gut)

I'm long gone but I'll let you through,

You may decide that it's not good

I'm long gone but I'll let you leave,

You may decide on stopping me

I'm long gone but I'll let you lose,

You may decide it's something new

I'm long gone but I'll let you leave,

You may decide on stopping me.

Born in a junkyard (x8) (Alt: Hold it in your gut)

Gone!

Love Gun

I really love you baby

I love what you've got

Let's get together, we can

Get hot

No more tomorrow, baby

Time is today

Girl, I can make you feel

Okay

No place for hidin' baby

No place to run

You pull the trigger of my

Love gun, love gun

Love gun, love gun

You can't forget me baby

Don't try to lie

You'll never leave me, mama

So don't try

I'll be a gambler, baby

Lay down the bet

We get together, mama

You'll sweat

No place for hidin' baby

No place to run

You pull the trigger of my

Love gun, love gun (repeated several times)

Marigold

He's there in case I want it all

He's there cause I want

He's scared cause I want it all

He's there cause I want

All in all the clock is slow

Six color pictures all in a row

Of a marigold

Moist Vagina

She has a moist vagina

I particularly enjoy the circumference

I'll be sucking the warts off her anus (Alt: I've been sucking the walls of her anus)

I prefer her to any other

Marijuana

She had a moist vagina

I prefered her to any other

Marijuana

My Best Friends Girl

You're always dancing down the street

With your suede blue eyes

And every new boy that you meet

He doesn't know the real surprise

Here she comes again

When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky

She'll make you flip

Here she comes again

When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky

You kinda like the way she dips

She's my best friend's girl

She's my best friend's girl

And she used to be mine

You've got your nuclear boots

And your drip dry glove

And when you bite your lip

It's some reaction to love

My Sharona

Ooh, my little pretty one, my pretty one

When you gonna give me some time, Sharona

Ooh, you make my motor run, my motor run

Got it comin' off o' the line, Sharona

Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind

I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind

My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!

M-m-m-my Sharona

Come a little closer, huh, a-will ya, huh?

Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona

Keepin' it a mystery, it gets to me

Runnin' down the length of my thigh, Sharona

Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind

I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind

My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!

M-m-m-my Sharona

M-m-m-my Sharona

When you gonna give to me, a gift to me

Is it just a matter of time, Sharona?

Is it d-d-destiny, d-destiny

Or is it just a game in my mind, Sharona?

Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind

I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind

My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!

M-m-m-m-m-m-m-my, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!

M-m-m-my Sharona

M-m-m-my Sharona

M-m-m-my Sharona

M-m-m-my Sharona

Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona

Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona

Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona

No Quarter

Close the door put out the light,

You know they won't be home tonight.

The snow falls hard and don't you know,

The winds of Thor are blowing cold.

They're wearing steel that's bright and true.

They carry news that must get through.

They choose the path where no one goes.

They hold no quarter.

They hold no quarter.

Walking side by side with death,

The devil mocks their every step.

The snow drives back the foot that's slow,

The dogs of doom are howling more.

They carry news that must get through,

To build a dream for me and you.

They choose the path where no one goes.

They hold no quarter.

They ask no quarter.

Oh, The Guilt

She seems to think

She seems too weak

She takes a week to get over it

She likes the sea

She likes to see

She likes to think she has all of it

She likes the sound

She likes the sand

She likes to stand, she can't afford to sit

She likes to be

She's into guilt

Guilt

She likes to think

she likes to drink

She seems too weak, she takes all the rent

She likes the time

she owns the time

She borrows time to self-invent

She seems too weak

she likes to see

She likes to think she has all of it

She likes the sand

she likes to stand

She likes to sit

she likes to go

Go

She likes to be

She likes to go

Go

Old Age

Somebody finally freed my brother

One more day to free my brother

Help me I won't find a way, no

I'm going there to free my brother

No one there to free my brother (Don't go there to free my brother?)

Help me I won't find a way, brother

He's the friend to revive

With all the love I got

In every way I love you (In every way I'll help you?)

Help me know

Going my way

Opinion

Congratulations you have won

It's a years subscription of bad puns.

And it makes your story our concern

And you set it up for returns (Alt: You said it all and you glory burns)

My opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (x4)

And there seems to be a problem here.

Your state of emotion seems to clear.

You rise and fall like wall street stock

And you had an affect on our happy talk.

Our opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (x2)

My opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (x2)

Congratulations you have won

It's a years subscription of bad puns.

And it makes your story our concern

And you set it up for returns (Alt: You said it all and you glory burns)

Our opinions. Mmm. Mmm.

Your opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (x3)

My opinions. Mmm. Mmm.

Pay To Play

Monkey see, monkey do -- I don't know why I

Walk around, follow you -- I don't know why I

Throw it out, keep it in -- I don't know why I

Have to have poison skin -- I don't know why I

Pay

Pay to play

Walk an inch, take a mile -- I don't know why I

Never faded, never smiled -- I don't know why I

Never mind, eat and run -- I don't know why I

Fuck your ass, for the fun -- I don't know why I

I don't know why I

Pay

Pay to play

Pay To Play (Alternate version)

Monkey see, monkey do -- I don't know why I

Have to hang out with you -- I don't know why I

leave it out, keep it in -- I don't know why I

Have to have poison skin -- I don't know why I

Pay

Pay to play (x3)

Monkey see, monkey do -- I don't know why I

Have to hang out with you -- I don't know why I

leave it out, keep it in -- I don't know why I

Have to have poison skin -- I don't know why I

Pay

Pay to play (x3)

I don't know why I... (x2)

Pay

Pay to play (x3)

leave it out keep it in -- I don't know why I

Have to have poison skin -- I don't know why I

leave it out keep it in -- I don't know why I

have to have poison skin -- I don't know why I

Pay

Pay to play (x3)

I don't know why I

Pay

Pay to play (x3)

AAAAAH!

Pay

Pay to play (x3)

Pen Cap Chew

Ummm, lies again (Alt: Once again)

Ummm, mine

Ummm, mmmm

You go, you give, you get, you get to me

All the years of tyrants such an easy way to go

You go, you give, you get, you get to me

Time to struggle and the scaling of fingernails

Ummm, lies again (Alt: Once again)

Ummm, mine

Ummm, mmmm

You're lonely

Waste your time by saying he was gullible

Give up all additions in there where it's cold

Push that gate, it is the age of red eye shame

Protest swine, go to jail, the travesty

Two minutes slow...slow...slow...oh

Raunchola /  Run, Rabbit, Run

If it's a hard, cold beat

You can go dance every night

You won't get it shown

It won't be missing the spice

You won't know that it hit ya

Nothing'll make you win

Even the law won't fight

Yeah!

Looking to make your winning

Even if it makes you look nice

You got a sound that's nice

Watching the days go by

You can't go to the day lord's house

We don't have no doubt

We go to too many cocktails

Pimples in way..

Return of the Rat

You better watch out

You better beware

They're coming from all sides of the country

You better beware

Return of the rat

No, no, no, no!

You better confess

You had better confess

You start to confess and see them through it

You better confess

Rio

Wow!

Moving on the floor now babe you're a bird of paradise

Cherry ice cream smile I suppose it's very nice

With a step to your left and a flick to the right

You catch that mirror way out west

You know you're something special

And you look like you're the best

Her name is rio and she dances on the sand

Just like that river twisting through a dusty land

And when she shines she really shows you all she can

Oh rio rio dance across the rio grande

I've seen you on the beach and I've seen you on tv

Two of a billion stars it means so much to me

Like a birthday or a pretty view

But then I'm sure that you know it's just for you

Hey now look at that did he nearly run you down

at the end of the drive the lawmen arrive you make me feel

Alive, alive, alive

I'll take my chance cause luck is on my side

I tell you something I know what you're thinking

I tell you something I know what you're thinking

Her name is rio and she dances on the sand

Just like that river twists across a dusty land

And when she shines she really shows you all she can

Oh rio rio dance across the rio grande

Her name is rio she don't need to understand

I might find her if I'm looking like I can

Oh rio rio hear them shout across the land

From mountains in the north down to the rio grande

Run, Rabbit, Run

When I looked you in the eye

I knew it was time for good-bye

You were the only one I had around

But you couldn't keep your feet on the ground

Run rabbit run

But what's that you're runnin' for

Run rabbit run

You ain't gonna run no more

Bye bye baby, bye bye bird!

Thought the cold sidewalk stones

Broke your little brittle bones

I know you were already dead

When the truck rolled over your head

Bye bye baby, bye bye bird!

Sappy

And if you say your prayers

You will make God happy

And if you do what's true

You will make me happy

I'll keep you in a jar

And you will seem happy

I'll give you breathing holes

You will think you're happy, now

You're in a laundry room

You're in a laundry room

You're in a laundry room

And if you save yourself

You will make him happy

He'll bring you fine rewards

Then you will feel happy

I'll keep you in my room

I'm sure you'll be happy

And if you save your soul

You will think you're happy now

You're in a laundry room

You're in a laundry room

You're in a laundry room

You're in a laundry room

Sappy [No Alternative]

And if you save yourself

You will make him happy

He'll keep you in a jar

And you'll think you're happy

He'll give you breathing holes

And you'll think you're happy

He'll cover you with grass

And you'll think you're happy now

You're really in a laundry room

You're really in a laundry room

The clue just came to you, oh

And if you cut yourself (Alt: And if you kill yourself)

You will think you're happy

He'll keep you in a jar

Then you'll make him happy

He'll give you breathing holes

Then you'll think you're happy

He'll cover you with grass

Then you'll think you're happy now

You're really in a laundry room

You're really in a laundry room

The clue that came to you, oh

You're really in a laundry room

You're really in a laundry room

The clue that came to you, oh

And if you fool yourself

You will make him happy

He'll keep you in a jar

Then you'll think you're happy

He'll give you breathing holes

Then you will seem happy

You'll wallow in his shit

Then you'll think you're happy now

You're really in a laundry room

You're really in a laundry room

You're really in a laundry room

The clue that came to you, oh

Spank Thru

There's a soft pretentious (Alt: relentless) mountains (Alt: This song is for lovers out there)

Listen (Alt: glisten) in the light of the trees (Alt: And the little light in the trees)

And the flowers sing in D minor (Alt: And all the flowers have gingivitus)

And the birds fly happily

We're together once again my love

I need you back, oh baby baby

I can't explain just why we lost it from the start

Living without you girl, you'll only break my heart...

I can feel it, I can hold it

I can bend it I can shape it, I can mold it

I can cut it, I can taste it

I can spank it, beat it, masturbate it

I been looking for day glo

Always hearing the same ol'

Say you want to be faithful

I can make it do things you wouldn't think it ever could

Spank Thru: Alternative interpretation

There's a soft relentless mountains

Glisten in the light of the trees

All the flowers have gingivitus

And the birds cry happily

We're to be together once again my love

I need you back, oh baby baby

I can't explain just why we lost it from the start

Living without you girl, you'll only break my heart...

I can feel it, I can hold it

I can bend it I can shape it, I can mold it

I can cut it, I can taste it

I can spank it, beat it, masturbate it

I been looking for day glo

Always hearing the same ol'

City boy won't you spank off

I can make it do things you wouldn't think it ever could

Spectre / Misery Love Company

To hope is admittance

Feed before beginning

Double-sided cynics

Reflected images

Don't be so selfish

Leaving me this

Follow it far

To find where you are

You haven't grown

Go on alone

Never finished his sentence

Remained in seclusion

For the next few days

Family is circuling

He having moved up

All the styles of heresy

Finally he appeared unexpectedly

Looking for company

Talk To Me

Shake it down easy, shake it down sleazy, come on

Shake it down easy, shake yourself, Suzy, come on

Don't let me detain you

Try to ride along

Don't you lie, knowing

I am not sad

I am not silly

I am not chippin'

I am not chippin' away

Talk to me

In your own language, please

In your own

Talk to me

In your own language please

Shake it down easy, make it sound seamy, doll man

Make it sound now, make it full house, sad man

Leader of the band

Makes a mental hell

I won't weather it well

Well I never

Saw it with my arm

Paint it with my heart

Paint it with my eyes and make it right

Lay down easy, lay it down seamy, sad man

Lay down easy, lay it down seamy, sad man

You don't want to hear this

Nothin' but a whore

I will play the leader

With pain

Now you know I'm needy

Lay them down easy

Lay them down easy

Talk to me

In your own language please

The End

This is the end

My only friend, the end

This is the end

My only friend, the end

I'll offer you some

I'll offer you sexualism and a masculine man

You can rephrase my friend (Alt: You can deface my grave, my friend)

The killer woke up in Belgium

And he poured alot of syrup on his waffles

And he walked on down the hall

And he said, all I want is to have some hasbrowns and some grits

And then he walked on down the hall

And then he said, listen I got a quarter in my pocket

And I see that waffle house jukebox

And I'm gonna walk up to the coinslot

And then there's a direst line between my pupil and that cionslot

And I lift that quarter out of my pocket

And I said, I wanna hear the waffle house theme

So I walk up to the jukebox, And I said

Come on in

I believe I will, I believe I will

At the waffle house

I got a six pack and nothin' to do

The Money Will Roll Right In

I'm goin' to Hollywood, they'll see that I'm so good

I won't care how I feel, and I'll get to fuck Brooke Shields

I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

I want to be a star, I'm going to have a car

And you'll have to admit, I'll be rich as shit

I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

I would give you some, if you only would have treated me nice

You'll wish that you did, you'll feel pretty stupid

I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

It's fun to be a star, it's nice to have a car

Yeah, you'll have to admit, that I'll be rich as shit

And I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

The money will roll right in

The Priest They Called Him

"Fight tuberculosis, folks." Christmas Eve, an old

junkie selling Christmas seals on North Park Street.

The "Priest," they called him. "Fight tuberculosis, folks."

People hurried by, gray shadows on a distant wall.

It was getting late and no money to score.

He turned into a side street and the lake wind hit him like a knife.

Cab stop just ahead under a streetlight.

Boy got out with a suitcase. Thin kid in prep school clothes,

familiar face, the Priest told himself, watching from the doorway.

"Remindsme of something a long time ago." The boy, there, with his overcoat

unbuttoned, reaching into his pants pocket for the cab fare.

The cab drove away and turned the corner. The boy went inside

a building. "Hmm, yes, maybe" - the suitcase was there in the doorway.

The boy nowhere in sight. Gone to get the keys, most likely,

have to move fast. He picked up the suitcase and started for the corner.

Made it. Glanced down at the case. It didn't look like the case the boy had,

or any boy would have. The Priest couldn't put his finger on what was so

old about the case. Old and dirty, poor quality leather, and heavy.

Better see what's inside. He turned into Lincoln Park, found an

empty place and opened the case. Two severed human legs that belonged to

a young man with dark skin. Shiny black leg hairs glittered in the

dim streetlight. The legs had been forced into the case and he had to use

his knee on the back of the case to shove them out. "Legs, yet,"

he said, and walked quickly away with the case.

Might bring a few dollars to score. The buyer sniffed suspiciously.

"Kind of a funny smell about it." "It's just Mexican leather."

"Well, some joker didn't cure it."

The buyer looked at the case with cold disfavor.

"Not even right sure he killed it, whatever it is.

Three is the best I can do and it hurts. But since this is Christmas

and you're the Priest..." he slipped three bills under the table into the

Priest's dirty hand. The Priest faded into the street shadows, seedy

and furtive. Three cents didn't buy a bag, nothing less than a nickel.

Say, remember that old Addie croaker told me not to come back unless

I paid him the three cents I owe him. Yeah, isn't that a fruit for ya,

blow your stack about three lousy cents.

The doctor was not pleased to see him.

"Now, what do you WANT? I TOLD you!"

The Priest laid three bills on the table. The doctor put the

money in his pocket and started to scream.

"I've had TROUBLES! PEOPLE have been around!

I may lose my LICENSE!" The Priest just sat there, eyes, old and heavy with

years of junk, on the doctor's face.

"I can't write you a prescription." The doctor jerked open a drawer

and slid an ampule across the table. "That's all I have in the OFFICE!"

The doctor stood up. "Take it and GET OUT!" he screamed, hysterical.

The Priest's expression did not change.

The doctor added in quieter tones, "After all, I'm a professional man,

and I shouldn't be bothered by people like you."

"Is that all you have for me? One lousy quarter G? Couldn't you lend

me a nickel...?" "Get out, get out, I'll call the police I tell you."

"All right, doctor, I'm going." Of course it was cold and far to walk,

rooming house, a shabby street, room on the top floor.

"These stairs," coughed the Priest there, pulling himself up along the

bannister. He went into the bathroom, yellow wall panels,

toilet dripping, and got his works from under the washbasin.

Wrapped in brown paper, back to his room, get every drop in the dropper.

He rolled up his sleeve. Then he heard a groan from next door,

room eighteen. The Mexican kid lived there, the Priest had passed him on

the stairs and saw the kid was hooked, but he never spoke, because he

didn't want any juvenile connections, bad news in any language.

The Priest had had enough bad news in his life.

He heard the groan again, a groan he could feel, no mistaking that groan

and what it meant. "Maybe he had an accident or something.

In any case, I can't enjoy my priestly medications with that sound coming

through the wall." Thin walls you understand. The Priest put down his

dropper, cold hall, and knocked on the door of room eighteen.

"Quien es?" "It's the Preist, kid, I live next door."

He could hear someone hobbling across the floor.

A bolt slid. The boy stood there in his underwear shorts, eyes black with

pain. He started to fall. The Priest helped him over to the bed.

"What's wrong, son?" "It's my legs, senor, cramps, and now I am without

medicine." The Priest could see the cramps, like knots of wood there

in the young legs, dark shiny black leg hairs.

"A few years ago I damaged myself in a bicycle race,

it was then that the cramps started." And now he has the leg cramps back

with compound junk interest. The old Priest stood there, feeling the boy

groan. He inclined his head as if in prayer, went back and got his dropper.

"It's just a quarter G, kid." "I do not require much, senor."

The boy was sleeping when the Priest left room eighteen.

He went back to his room and sat down on the bed.

Then it hit him like heavy silent snow. All the gray junk yesterdays.

He sat there received the immaculate fix. And since he was himself a priest,

there was no need to call one.

Yes, She Is My Skinhead

I said I want to meet you aah

I said I want to fuck you inside

I said I want to fuck you aah

I said I want to meet you inside

I said I want to meet you aah

I said I want to fuck you inside

I said I want to fuck you aah

I said I want to meet you

Yes she is my skinhead girl

Yes she is my skinhead

Yes she is my skinhead girl

Yes she is my little pet

I'm fuckin all set to beat you

Keep keepin' all the lovely faces

Mathematic I'm a over and I'll race it

Stop sulking and I ought to trace it

Yes she is my skinhead girl

Yes she is my skinhead

Yes she is my skinhead girl

Checkinist girl this girl is world

Yaaahhh!!!

Ah

Aaahhh!!

I'll tell you what's good to look now

Can all it be impossible

When a villain in the face of God

On a Sunday

And I feel like a motivation

I'm on a mission to kill myself

Yes she is my skinhead girl

Yes she is my skinhead

Yes she is my skinhead girl

Checkinist girl this girl is (my) world

Yes she is my skinhead girl

She's gonna take me for a whirl

Yes she is my skinhead girl

Yes she is my little pet

Make ready for affection

But I met my love

You've Got No Right / On The Mountain

I don't need to love again

I won't sigh and mope again

I don't need to love again

I just don't think it's worth it

I don't really love her

I don't think I want her

Ain't gonna take to love again

It's the way your love hurts

It's the way your mad again

I don't think I'll love again

I won't ever promise her

I don't think I want her

This time no one else

I don't bear to follow you

I don't ever promise you

Sometimes I don't love you

Think I'm tired of loving her

I don't really want love

Hey, hey, hey, hey

You know you're right

You told me to follow him

Teach him that I loved him

I won't ever promise you

I won't even bother to

You gave me my first kiss

I don't think I want it now

I don't ever want again

It's all that I had to have

It's all that I wanted

It's all that I had to

I don't think I'll miss her

I don't think I want her