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1. _ Untitled
I just got put down
In the ashes of a backwash town
Black debris, the burned-out trees
Blows out over the sunken seas
Somewhere far along
Singin' the regular song
Dead machines, frozen dreams
It's a state where i belong
I'm loose inside my skin
And all the walls are wearin' thin
Shoot out all the traffic lights
On your way to the dead of night
Somewhere far along
Singin' a regular song
Dead machines, frozen dreams
They don't bother me at all
You're better off alone
Troubles find their home(?)................
(more to come, according to beck)
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2. _ Spanking Room
Momma don't take me
Down to the den
To make it by myself [?]
It'll rip me away [?]
Pulled by the drapes
Spank my ass [?]
[???]
[???]
The [???]
[???]
[???]
[???]
Pulled by the drapes
Split up my ass [?]
[???]
[???]
[screaming]
Go with parents, say your teacher
When something strange happens to you
Tell your parents and your teacher
When something strange happens to you
Tell your parents and your teacher
That something strange happens to you
Tell your parents on your teacher
[???]
Tell your parents and your teacher
When something strange happens to you
Tell your parents and your teacher
When something strange happens to you
[some kind of whimpering]
[breathing]
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3. _ Captain Brain
Captain brain's comin down
Thinkin about nothin at all
Who could it be?
Who could it be locked inside your bathroom?
With a can of corn
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4. _ The Little Drum Machine Boy
(distorted repeated background theme: "barukh atah adonai eloheinu melekh ha-olam")
(spoken)
That's the holiday...
That's the hanukkah robot funk
(ba-rum-pa-pum-pum uh.)
Right about now...
Gonna drop some hanukkah science
Yeah, hmm, uh--this is it...
I press a button make the gentleman cry
I rock a beat to make the hamburger fry
I funk this joint and check out holiday gear
The system booming strictly pioneer
Under the rear
Bringing a tear
I turn it out in a holiday mode
Safe like a seatbelt in a volvo
Keeping it real like a spray-snow tree
We'll shut it down harmoniously
Rockin' softly
808 beats
(rap) i get this shit lit like a menorah
Funk so illegal i think i might need a lawyer
Not a firestarter but my beats get hotter
Even amount like an allowance (??)
Footwear riot (??) new balance
Hanukkah pimp on a check
Like a micro rock(??) gettin' in a sweat (??)
Neal's mackin' track
Ejaculatin' on buffet tables and record labels
Willin' and able
Bring my funk in place of each beat (???)
Lifestyles of the slick and sleazy
Spin around and around like a dreidel
Kind of science that puts you back in the cradle
Shit, sometimes this track's so poignant
Somebody please pass me some kind of ointment
Put these rhymes together like a thief
Clear up your nose like a eucalyptus leaf
Dropping science, you don't even know what hits you
Next thing you know you're 13 and get a bar mitzvah
(background: "his eminence is gay.")
I get down, i get down, i get down all the way
Yeah yeah yeah yeah ooohhhhhh
I get down, i get down, i get down all the way, etc.
Hanukkah pimp [x20]
Pimpin'!!!!
(assorted noises, "menorah, menorah, menorah.......and my book (??)")
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5. _ Sucker Without A Brain
Sucker without a brain
Nothin to do again
Step into the street
Like the man on a flying trapeze
Here comes that bus
Right into your face
Now you're flying
Now you're flying home
Isn't it just like a dream
Sirens and people and everything
The driver tried to swerve
But he just didn't see ya
Now you're buried 'neath the wheel
Just like a tortilla
Here comes that bus
Right into your face
Now you're flying
Now you're flying home
When we're dead we can all climb aboard
The fare is easy to afford
Sometimes you meet a fireman
Sometimes you meet a dancer
This is one ride where you won't need no transfer
Here comes that bus
Right into your face
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6. _ I Feel Low Down
I feel low down
So down
I feel low down
Oh yeah
I'm feeling down
I'm feeling down
I feel low down
I feel so low down
Well, i went to the store
And i bought some..............coffee
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7. _ Say Can You See
Oh say can you see
Big long limosine
With a bongo player in the back
Yeah, we're smoking a cigar
We set a hot dog
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8. _ Blackfire Choked Our Death
Lightning burned the field
Black fire choked our breath
(???) in the kitchen
Sand poured through the walls
We looked to one another
The children shut their mouths
The whirling and the turning
Of destruction filled our house
The blood-thirsty yearning
Clamored all about us
Darkness rose up
From the floor like a demon
Fearful of the death
That buckled through our minds
Shaken to the core
Foresaken and unkind
Well the sun came a-shinin'
And the dust did settle down
Birds and jack-rabbits
Lay dead on the ground
Electricity
Trembled in the sky
Sparks shot forward
Causing us to fly
...take some breakfast
But the grit was in our food
And everywhere around us
Starvation broke on through
My husband stood a-starin'
At the plentiful disaster
God was in his eyes
But death was in his heart
Dried up whiskey
Chickens in the house
Stolen car stereo
Cholesterol on your mouth
Stolen car stereo
Snowman all in flames
Deluxe cockroach
Tellin me what's real
Black sabbath playin'
I wake up in my socks
Candle all a-burnin
Her face is on tv
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9. _ Ballad Of Mexico
[the words are almost identical to version on
Stereopathetic soulmanure]
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10. _ Totally Confused
Fresh meat and old slabs; fingerpaint ep
I'm totally confused...by you
I'm totally confused...by you
Ten foot man, makin my lunch
You'll never understand i want you so much
And i never never want it
And i never never want it
And i never never want it
And i never never want it
I'm totally confused...by you
I'm totally confused...by you
Screamin in my face, whisper in my ear (whispering)
Put me in a suitcase, with the can of beer :::pop:::
And i never never want it
And i never never want it
And i never never want it
And i never never want it
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11. _ Halo Of Gold
Have you got a fine place to slip to
When you're feeling down
Have you had a week or two
Just to get your troubles down
Found a lot of life and laughter
With a grandfather in the bowery
She had a body of sixteen or seventeen
She had a mind of forty
I met her on a cold day
In a city far away
With the worlds about zero
And i saw at once,
Into her soul
She's gonna call me her hero
Never like a walk in the rain or the lane
I found a lot of death that day
With the grandfather in the bowery
Cause i like her like the world
She had a halo of gold
Told me stories of her life and the courage was sublime
Pantomime
I walk the line
Cause you're blind
I walk the line
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12. _ Hard To Compete (version 2)
You said go
You said stay
Got so confused
I tried to do both
So i broke out in a sweat
Cashed my check
And i spent it to death
And it's hard to compete
And it's hard to eat
When you're beating your teeth on the ground
And it's rude
Did you ever even think about the impression
That you gave to the pigs
To the kids
With the hazardous waste in their wine
And their eyes
And their gasoline hormones
Accessories accessorising
You said go
You said stay
You said try a combination
But i din't even know where to start
I was lost
I was beige
I was over and under my age
Like a video
Like a chick
Like a dead man moving too quick
In my way
Had no plan
Passin' out flyers for some punk rock band
From san diego
A freak show
It's purposely out of control
Soakin' it like a sponge
She's tidying up the grunge
The expectations were pulsing so pure
Over-rated bleakness
So hard, so easy to endure
'cause it's plain and it's real
Back to the future
Make a new deal
With the distortion soundin' fake
And the rest of the best was a big mistake
So let's cruise
Let's freak
'cause it's payday everyday of the week
(go, baby, go, baby, go)
(go, baby, go, baby, go)
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13. _ No Money, No Honey (version 02)
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money
No money
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money
No money
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14. _ Big Stompin Mama
(now brothers and sisters,...(?) in vietnam...
And i want you all to be singing while i'm
Pickin up these herbs here...)
Big stompin mama with a can of ?
Thick gold chain wrapped around your neck
Bottle of pain plate in the wedge
??????
Big stompin mama with a big check comin
Discount finger with a ring all around it
Stump-back dog cake eatin up blood (?)
Steamboat blowin up the gale all the mud
Gettin what ya need off a broke-face weasel
And the diesel burning oil in the campfire roach
She's a lover she's a money-squeezin
Never-please-her all night long
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15. _ It's All Gonna Come To Be
(spoken: this is sort of a...a...i got these chords from bob seger...it's kind
Of a heartland feeling...sort of approving...)
When all is said and done
Wanna clip my toenails down, down, down, down, down
And put 'em in clear plastic ziplock bags
And take them down
Down to the town
In a monte carlo
With stevie nicks
The interior, white leather
And you're the last thing on my list
But you're the first thing i'm gonna remember
When i wake up
It's all gonna come to be
The same bad video for twenty years
It's all gonna come to be
Optimistic xerox of yourself
It's easier when you're self-made
You can pack it up and put it on the highway
You can fill up the air with bad breath
'cause it's already polluted and reconstituted
And filtered back into the system
And packaged up
And the space age is running out of distance
It can leap out
And disconnect all the connections
Program the appliances to puke on the floor
It's all gonna come to be
Self-indulgent
Yeah, it's all gonna come to be
The same old noise you never wanted to see
Mexican speed-metals, things
Casserole fruit salad hairgel
Self-inflicted life-affirming hell
Is that slack?
Is that crack?
Are those dogs or are those dogmas?
Are those clogs or platform shoes
On your feet
Take your johnny cashmachine
And your talk about fashions that come crashin' in late at night
Like a plane crash
Survivors comin', pickin' out the fiberglass and styrofoam
And the love that is breathin'
Is the love that is spraypainting
Vandalizing everything you own
'cause it's all gonna come to be
The same bad scene for 20 years
Yeah, it's all gonna come to be
Optimistic xerox of yourself
Predictions of debilitating health
Whining all night long
Whining and dining
Climbing into the rafters
Shredding your afro
Taking karate lessons
Sucking in the bandages
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16. _ Mystery Song #2
Well if it ain't your time to go
Then you'd better stay put for now
Cuz everybody's gotta do their time until it's time
And if it ain't broken, then break it
And say you knew me way back when
When fools were fools, and all rest were swine waiting to be defiled
Well i could hang up my single
Out by the side of the road
And try to bang a flame out of the cinders you left behind
Like a driftwood in the night
That was washed up by the light
Of the moon that bleached my bones
That sent me to the pile
Mustard in your smile
Lend a hand on the radio dial
And the breezes of the seasons
Have blown us back to hell
It's a stolen telephone
That i dialed blind and alone
Just to hear the voice of a bargain center soul
Now the deserts are in flames
And the bandages are the same
And the factories, casualties are looking for mangled jewels
And if it ain't your time to go
Then you'd better stay put for now
Cuz anybody gotta put their hand
Upon the hand of the clock
Like the minds of misers grinding down their gears to a halt
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17. _ Whiskey Faced, Radioactive, Blowdryin' Lady
Alright here's a stupid song i wrote today
Yeah
Alright, ok this is called uh...
->would this be a world premiere?
Yeah this is probably the first and last time you'll hear this one...
Ok this is uh...this is whiskey bottle - no this is called uh
Whiskey-faced radioactive blowdryin' lady or something
Take out your whiskey bottle there
Now you don't even move out of your chair
Your getting juiced up beyond belief
I can barely love you when your getting drunk all the time
You can get out a blowdryer and
Blowdry the hair right off of your head
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18. _ Twig
(beck speaking:)
[ya know how it is
It's like, my lady's gone, y'know...
I just let my twig fly in the wind
You know it's like the branch broken
It's like, i let my twig fly in the wind
Sometimes i need a little kindling (laughter),
Sometimes i kindle up a slight...combustion of fire
I let my twig burn in the wind
Ya know what i'm sayin?
It's like a twig...it's like a stick
But it's more portable (more laughter)
It's like my own portable twig, y'know what i'm sayin?
I let it fly in the wind
You know, sometimes i get lonely
And i let my twig fly in the wind...
Yeah... it's like that, y'know] (music begins...)
Some weepy creepy willow pillow boggy shit
Transcendental big wheel can you feel it
Trippy face down trippin' so damn hard
Head splits open stuffin' spills out into the car
Drink a cup of dirty water and a load of bony frog
Slip me seven dollars and i'll pump it full of smog
Paint a monkey gold and let it loose downtown
Start him with a smile and he come back with a frown
He's just a twig in the wind
Twig in the wind (a bunch of times)
All right
I'm happy feelin' crappy in your nappy little car
Squozen frozen duplicated drunk in a bar
Tape recorded all distorted genius machine
Spokesmodel dipped in refried beans
Piggys pay full price (?) to take them down to the dump
Dusty busty skeletons who pay at the pump
Multi-nippled rotating dj sap
I'm shoulder high in crap and my water wings are flat
I'm just a twig in the wind...
Twig in the wind
Twig in the wind
Wheeeeeeeee!
(really unintelligible beck-stuff here)
[spoken: "love me like a cab (?).
Love me. i know you will. love me....(laugh)
Let's chill. i know what you're made of:
Ecstasy....next to me. the future
Is bright....your pants are so tight. tantalize.
On my thighs. love me.........like a god!!!!!!!!!!]
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19. _ I Feel Like A Piece Of Shit
I feel like a piece of shit (a bunch of times, ad nauseam)
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20. _ Unknown 2
Well if it ain't your time to go
Then you'd better stay put for now
Cuz everybody's gotta do their time until it's time
And if it ain't broken, then break it
And say you knew me way back when
We're fools, we're fools
And all rest were swine waiting to be defiled
Well i could hang up my shingle
Out by the side of the road
And try to bang a flame out of the cinders you left behind
Like a driftwood in the night
That was washed up by the light
Of the moon that bleached my bones
That sent me to the pile
Mustard in your smile
Land a hand on the radio dial
And the breezes of the season
Have blown us back to hell
It's a stolen telephone
That i dialed blind and alone
Just to hear the voice of a bargain center soul
Now the deserts are inflamed
And the bandages are the same
And the factories, casualties are looking for mangled joes(?)
And if it ain't your time to go
Then you'd better stay put for now
Cuz anybody gotta put their hand
Upon the hand of the clock
Like the minds of misers grinding down their gears to a halt
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21. _ Hard To Compete
You said go
You said stay
Got so confused
I tried to do both
So i broke out in a sweat
Cashed my check
And i spent it to death
'cause its hard to compete
It's hard to eat
When you're beating your fist on the ground
And it's rude
Did you ever even think about the impression
You gave to the pigs
To the kids
With the hazardous waste in their wine
And their eyes
Their gasoline hairstyles
Workin' their magic for you
You said go
You said stay
You said try a combination
Didn't know where to start
I was lost
I was beige
I was over and under my age
Like a video
Like a chick
Like a dead man moving to quick
In my way
Had no plan
Dealin' out papers into the wastecan
Tryin' hard to stay awake
And the rest of the best was a big mistake
So let's drive
Right into the ground
Hold it down with the garbageman-clown
'cause it's a deal
It's a noose
It's news
It's pennies
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22. _ Protein Summer
Smashed stars
And old fruit jars
The candy ass guards with their fingers all charred
Under the cover
The protein summer
Givin' a number
In a weighed out sun
Got an infection
Ready for inspection
The guts that glow
Armor and shield
Blaze through the fields
Mighty directions
With the devils peel
Sanitized
Rippin' the surf
Right down to the foul earth
They bathe to the cabins
Lightin' their way
Through the curious pathoms
Suckin' your breath
Down your legs
Wishin' for a worlds
With fresh cigarettes
But now they bathe
A tiresome grave
??? frequency
Punks gettin' shade
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23. _ Sa-5
Tell me where you want me to go
If i'm gone then i'll get there soon
Tell me what you want me to be
If i've been there split in two
Tell me what you want me to say
Then i'll put my tongue away
Tell me what you want me to see
With my eyes so grizzly gray
You're insane
Got no name
The lion's tame
It's all the same
Got no brain
The lion's tame
Tell me where you want me to go
If i'm gone then i'll get there soon
Tell me what you want me to be
If i've been there split in two
You're insane
Got no name
The lion's tame
It's all the same
Got no brain
Lion's tame
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24. _ People Gettin' Busy
Walk to the bridge, stand like a fridge
Empty and cold, burnin' a light bulb
Outside (???)
Right now
Get down
Right now
People gettin' busy
Right now
Get down
Right now
People gettin' busy
Aw yeah...people gettin' so busy...aw yeah yeah
The man gave me a ticket
When i tried to kick it
Breathin' on my biscuit
Kissin' my finger
Car alarm is goin'
Saxophone is blowin'
Baby i been throwin' (?)
At the dancin' children
Everything's so phony
If you wanna phone me
You can be my homey
Give me some sympathy
Right now
Get down
Right now
People getttin' busy
Right now
Get down
Right now
People gettin' busy
Gettin busy....
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25. _ Alcohol
Alcohol leavin' me dry
Now it is time for pie
Takin' them as they come
Alcohol please give me some
If i stay in the same place
The animals will lick my face
Soak in the dawn of day
Rollin' my body away
Alcohol leavin' me dry
Now it is time for pie
Takin' them as they come
Alcohol please give me some
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26. _ Mtv Makes Me Wanna Smoke Crack
Mtv makes me wanna smoke crack
Fall out of the window and i'm never comin back
Mtv makes me wanna get high
Can't get a ride no matter how i try
And everything's perfect
And everything's bright
And everyone's perky
And everyone's uptight
I love those videos
I watch 'em all day........
(what's the problem?)
Uh...i dunno just stop the tape...
(lounge act)
Mtv whoa! makes me wanna smoke crack
Fly out the window and i'm never comin' back
Mtv makes me wanna get high as the moon
Like a rubber balloon
Aww get that squeegee
Everything's wonderful
Everything's grand
Everything's swinging
All across the land you know it
Bust out the biscuits
Strike up the band
Play those videos
Every woman and man
Cuz mtv, whoa! makes me wanna smoke crack
Fly out the window
And i'm never comin back
Mtv makes me wanna get high as a kite
Gettin all uptight
Take it
Aww yeah
Fake it till ya make it
Right about now
Steppin into a cold ass fashion
Aww yeah weedwack that thing
I work down at the video store
Makin some change
With a sparkle in my step
And a smile on my face
Condominiums risin above
And those video's are better than love
Yeah! mtv!
Mtv! check!
Mtv makes me wanna smoke crack!
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27. _ She Fucked Me Up The Ass (interlude - East 17 Tribute)
She fucked me up the ass [x4]
(yeah, east 17 ain't got nothin on this shit)
Aw, i feel like a piece of shit
The rave--i went to the rave
And she fucked me up the ass [x4]
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28. _ Fume
My friend picked me up about quarter past 5
We stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive
We had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up
Now we're breathin' deeply, breathin' deeply
And there's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck
There's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck or what?
We spent many years always tryin to get high
Smokin' broken pencils and beatin' up kids
Talkin' to the devil and drinkin' a coke
Now we're totally rockin', totally rockin'
And there's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck
There's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck or what?
We got a good idea so we pulled off the road
Got some molly hatchet goin' on the stereo
I said, let's roll up the windows, and let the nitrous go
Now we can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing
And there's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck
There's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck is going on.
(voices in background)
And i really don't think that i know what to do
There's a man in my shoe
Yeaaaaaahhhh!
(hard-core version begins)
[chorus] (x3.5)
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29. _ Lemonade
Kiss the grass, slay a hag
Feel the ?? freedom fag
Get up early, do your chores
Chase the murder with the rancid pores
???
The haunted beast with faces flayed
Silver children make a fuss
??? with molten puss
??? crack their ???
With??? wings on ten-cent breath
Revolution ??? fist
??? angel piss
Flower-powered wussy songs
Solid darkness goddess show
Breathing heirlooms thru the hour
From the cradle lost their power
Drinking up delicious ghost
They eat themselves from coast-to-coast
Dancing in their bandages
The victims grow leaving messages
??? cocaine blast,
Earthly mothers with flattened chests
Slurpy gardens, mystic hours
Fried vibrations over-power
???? of their hair
???? and underwear
Crazy wires fuse their brains
Drinking water sugar cane
Playing drums and broken ???
??? gods and iron boots
Soaring wicked love control
Circus storm and demon skull
Entering the solar ???
???, crystal clear
Thrashing in the astral glow
Flashing in their fleshly show
Drinking up delicious ghost
They eat themselves from coast-to-coast
Dancing in their bandages
The victims grow leaving messages
(this looks like a job for the mystery lyric expert!--deborah)
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30. _ Electric Music And The Summer People
Out on the highway i'm doin it my way
Handing out money of flies making honey
Zig-zag patients vibrating the ancients
Legions of plenty, the pigs on the levee
Let's don't be like everyone else
With the one-trip rooms, the half-way house
Big black drums beat in the night
Running away--that's what i like
Breezes are turning, village is burning
Convalescents open the presents
Wandering children ready and willing
Beggars and light-weights hard as the highway
Let's don't be like everyone else
With the one-trip rooms, the half-way house
Big black drums beat in the night
Running away--that's what i like
Abandoned coal mines, we'll have a good time
Sunstroke rivals recycling bibles
Let's don't be like everyone else
With the one-trip rooms, the half-way house
Big black drums beat in the night
Running away--that's what i like
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31. _ Whiskey Can Can
Come on now, bread and butter
No one knows a better mother
She's the guy who kills the sky
Burns the night out when she goes away
She's the boat in the sewer
She's the old man with manure
Rockin all night like a drum
Goin back where she comes from
Can of whiskey
Big guitars on the wall
Cracker-jacks burn and fall
Styrofoam in her hair
She is barely anywhere
Can of whiskey
Can of whiskey
Can...
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32. _ Burro
Viajo sin rumbo fijo en mis botas viejas
Cabos sueltos enlazan a mi cabeza
Si pensabas ir al lugar donde los paganos van
Pongalo junto
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33. _ Bogus Soul
Fuckin' on my...
Fuckin' on my floor
Fuckin' off
Fuckin' talkin to me
Fuckin' talkin to me...ohhhh
And i won't (?)
And i tell how the people
They want my soul
They wanna touch me with my finger
Oh, they feel...oooohhhhh
I wanna think
I wanna feel
I don't got no tail
I rock n roll
My rack n roll
I've got the soul
I've got the soul
????, etc.
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34. _ Brother
Brother are you really here?
The package i received is gone
Are you a phantom detective
Can you read my soul backwards?
I will glide with you
If you are a backwards ghost
I will hire you
Brother are you really home
Holy as a blessed worm
Paradise ambassador; bring me to your room
And i will throw you rocks today
"watch them pass right through" you say
"this is not a game or test
We both have done some grievin'"
Brother with your vast reward
Treasury who can't afford
Surgeries in innocence abounds
And i have read in paper books
My eyes are glands on twisted hooks
Never have i felt or looked
So sorry for you now
Brother are you trained to spy
One eye open, one eye dry?
When i die will you be my neighbor?
Tell me things i'd like to know
Dress it up from head to toe
Let them know to and fro,
From here and tomorrow
Brother are you really here?
The message i received is gone
Are you a phantom detective?
Can you read my soul backwards?
I will glide with you
If you are a backwards ghost
I will hire you
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35. _ Lampshade
I don't want no cryin'
All upon my sleeve
I just want somebody
Who got no place to be
You call me up on tuesday
I'll be stuck on sunday night
Lookin' for some good things
To make me feel alright
When i snap my fingers
When i walk the line
When i get my money
I'll be killin' time
Time is killin' something
It's just to small to care
Runnin' through the jungle
Lookin' for your hair
Someone's talkin' backwards
Lookin' for a fight
Puttin' on a lampshade
Cuz you're shinin' way too bright
I don't want no cryin
I don't want no pain
I don't want no lonesome life
On a broken train
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36. _ The World May Loose It's Motion
The storms are on the ocean
On and on they go
Searching through the waters
Where you might be low
And i am so downhearted
Never to be well
And i am disappointed
The words will never tell
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose its motion
If i am false to you
The last time that i saw you
You shook my hand goodbye
You said it wasn't forever
That would be a lie
But that was such an old friend
He holds you in his hands
And i am so long waiting
To meet you in that land
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose its motion
If i were false to thee
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37. _ Cupcake
I'm a motherfucker because i don't give a fuck!
Yow, ow! what the fuck is up!
Yeah, i'm a motherfucker 'cause
I don't give a fuck!
Yo, my man, what the fuck is up?
What the fuck is up? what the fuck is up?
What the fuck is going on in this town?
Big bloody wallet full of snakes
Goddam cupcakes on fire
Goddam cheesecake in my jeans!
(aw, save that for later)
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38. _ Special People
Special people all the time
Special people on my mind
Special people burnin' white
Special people gettin' all uptight
Special people kiss my soul
Special people take control
Special people lick the ground
Special people run up and down
Special people squeeze the breeze
Special people slash their knees
Special people soak up fire
Special people climbin' higher
Special people create belief
Special people steal some beef
Special people don't need your plans
Special people got recycling cans
Special people got songs to sing
Special people are happening
Special people stompin' fast
Special people haulin' ass
Special people are so sincere
Special people got special beer
Special people flick the grease
Special people come in peace
Special people will scrimp and save
Special people will never bathe
Special people in hot pursuit
Special people got the boot
Special people sleep in moss
Special people got the sauce
Special people open wide
Special people ain't satisfied
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39. _ To See That Woman Of Mine
Put whiskey in the gas tank
Put blood on the wheels
I gotta jar of tobacco
And i'm down with the deal
Well i know that i'm loaded
And i'm outta my mind
I gotta make it to texas
To see that woman of mine
Well my face is all bloodshot
There's a stain on my shirt
If i don't make it to fort worth
Someone's bound to get hurt
Yeah
Well i know i'm loaded
And i'm outta my mind
Gotta make it to texas
To see that woman of mine
Well i blew out the engine
Down in abilene
And i got on the school bus
I started revvin' that thing
Yeah i know that i'm loaded
Yeah i'm outta my mind
I gotta make it to texas
To see that woman of mine
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40. _ Fume (version 2)
My friend picked me up about quarter past five
We stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive
Had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up
Now we're breathing deeply, breathing deeply...
And there's a fume in this truck
And we don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
There's a fume in this truck
And we don't know if we're dead or what
Well we spent many years always tryin to get high
Seems like there wasn't nothing that we wouldn't try
We made bongs out of bananas, we free-based every time
We were always lookin, always lookin
Now there's a fume in this truck
And we don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
There's a fume in this truck
And we don't know if we're dead or what
Well we got a good idea so we pulled off the road
Got some molly hatchet going on the stereo
I said let's get out the nitrous and let the windows up
Now we can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing..
And there's a fume in this truck
And we don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
There's a fume in this truck
And we don't know if we're dead or what
Yeah!
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41. _ Flavor
Feel so good about a piece of trash
The birds are drunk, they're drinking from a glass,
The worms are hungry, looking for my guitar,
White lightnin' and old fruit jar
I get juiced from africa to spain
Ghetto blastin' down the lane,
The pigs flush trains and the sycamore shades
Dig my grave with a silver spade,
Makin' a list, takin requests
Ripping the blues out of the your vest
Strychnine
Hit it with a club, stripmine
You felt the plugs
When you dig up the path, the (?)
Beat your fists through the static and noise
Cause i got the blues, and i can't be satisfied..
Get the blues, gonna catch that train and ride..
{scream}
Yeah
Jon spencer: you got it!
Is that good?
Jon spencer: you got it!!
Alright, sh-, lemme- you want me to do one more?
Jon spencer: you got the flavor!
You want me to do one more?
Jon spencer: you got the flavor!
You got the flavor
Jon spencer: you got the flavor!
You got the flavor!
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42. _ Devil Got My Woman / Kcrw Appearance 1995
Musta been the devil
B'lieve that woman has gone now
Musta been the devil
B'lieve that woman has gone now
Nothin but the devil
Change my baby's mind
Nothing but the devil
Could change my baby's mind
Laid down last night
Laid down last night
Laid there last night
And tried to take my rest
Mmm i got to ramble
And wire ??? from the west
All night long
All night long
Life of my best friend
Mm i got to ramble
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43. _ Curses
Curses i send
On these countless men
Curses on their trespasses
Will they never end?
Curses on their blades
On the spare and open lanes
Once i've been searching
Recipe acclaim (??)
Curses on their children
Runnin all around
Makin such a business
While i'm rusting in the ground
I might rise up to meet them
When they leave this life
Might rise up to eat them
When they leave this life
Curses on this valley
And the lands on up ahead
I was on my way to meet them
When they found me dead
And i clapped my brittle hands
And i made them join my game
Now i hope they all decease
And marry a man in shame
Curse every word
That's planted on their lips
Curse the sleek machine
And their iron colored ships
Curse every wave that
Pounds a wicked shore
Curse every salesman
Knocking on their door
And i am not a creature
And i am not a dog
I have no claim to be there
In the evening fog
And i am not a bone
Staring through the air
Have no say in anything
My tongue is barely there
Curses on curses
I see no other way
Some of them are weeping
And some of them gay
Some of them have worn
So deep they feel no pain
Curses on their fingers
Curses on their brains
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44. _ Clock
Is it come and gone?
Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?
Is it wrapped in trash, sent back in a sanitation tank?
Is it disinfected, disconnected 'til it grafts some wires?
Is it sped up, spun around brown and yellow in the fires?
What is this town? they said i got no place to be
The money need is taking everything i see
Is it comes in lovely bones that put their shirts on ice?
Is it fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice?
Is it normal, born-again? let the vultures drink and drown
Is it's force from weathers, birds of feathers never found?
What is this town? they said i got no place to be
The money need is taking everything i see
Is it come and gone?
Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?
What is this town? they said i got no place to be
The money need is taking everything i see
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45. _ Corvette Bummer
All my days i had moldy bread
Robot brains and the flyin' airplanes
Hollowed out and filled with dust
Rockin' like a hurricane under the rug
Bored to the core on a sunken boat
A worn out candle and a plastic coat
A ziplock bag, a pelican bone
A perfect shape, a cardboard reject
Overfed, electric comatose
Riding in the air, invisible socks
A broken blanket, flamin' sawdust
Wakin' up in the shadow of a piece of dirt
Gonna fly like a dog
Gonna leap right out the wall
Gonna walk around this town with a can o' whiskey
Gonna run like a bird
Gonna roll out in the dirt
Gonna run around this town with the phone machine
Yellow cat layin flat on the road
Molten lead shootin' out the ground
Tinfoil witch burnin' under the bridge
Flap your wings and leap out the window
Put a glass eye in the eyes of god,
Nuke the kiss
Polaroid cupcake
Take it to the limit, new wave biscuit
Camouflage gimmick, whip out like never before
Gonna jump like a fly
Gonna burn like a pig
Gonna flap around and pass out on the kitchen floor
Gonna crawl like a rock
Gonna dance like a worm
Gonna take my shoes right off and smell my socks
Fly like a squirrel
Gonna swim like a chicken
Gonna weedwack a plate of noodles in the afternoon
Gonna melt like a weasel
Gonna fry like a kid
Gonna get my walkie talkie, and some mustard and
Some mayonnaise, and a mermaid, and some macaroni, bricks, and some
Telephone wires, and phone machines, and a fax machine, and a...(laughing)
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46. _ Electric Music And The Summer People (version 02)
Out on the highway,
I'm doing it my way
Zig-zag patients,
Vibrating the ancients
Handin' out money,
The flies makin' honey
Beaches aplenty,
The pigs on the levee...
Lets don't be, like everyone else
With the one trip rooms,
And the halfway house
Big black drums,
Beating the night,
Running away... thats what i like!
Seasons are turnin',
Villages burnin',
Convalescents
Open their presents
Wanderin' children
Ready and willin'...
Beggars and lightweights
Harness the highways
Lets don't be, like everyone else
With the one trip rooms,
And the halfway house
Big black drums,
Beating the night,
Running away... thats what i like!
Abandoned coal mine,
We'll have a good time
Red tape rivals,
Recycling bibles
Lets don't be, like everyone else
With the one trip rooms,
And the halfway house
Big black drums,
Beating the night,
Running away... thats what i like!
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47. _ Feelings
She is gettin' flaky
Doesn't wanna take me
She's a special lady
Gonna shake and bake me
Feelings, i have so many feelings
And i know that i'm dealing
I'm dealing with all these feelings
Feelings--oh, feelings
Lord, i have so many feelings
And i know that i'm dealing
I'm dealing with all these feelings
I'm feeling all of these feelings
Lord, i know that i'm healing
I'm trying to feel all of my feelings
Feelings that make me feel
That there's something more to be real
Lord, i'm dealing with these feelings
Feelings feelings feelings
Oh no no, all of these feelings
When everything is turning
Turning into my feelings
And i know that something is feeling
All of my feelings
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48. _ Steve Threw Up
Steve had a big commotion
The street fair was an ocean
When he took three tabs of bad acid
And off his melting jaw
All the wonderful things he saw
The pretty hair growin on...his sandwich
Well he looked out on the fairground
With the spinning things spinning all around
And he felt the food goin' down
And coming back
And on top of the ferris-wheel
He threw up on the heel
Of the beautiful girl who was laughing
Well there must have been some pizza
And there must have been some fries
And there must have been some tequila
And there must have been some wine
And there must have been some falafels
And there must have been some beer
And there must have been some bagels
You could see it all so clear
And there must have been some pickles
And there must have been some saurkraut
And there must have been some catfish
When he laid his burden down (?)
Pineapples, mangos, wild rice, beans, granola, cheetoes, caramel candy popcorn
Ice cream, banana fudge, and some corndogs, and mayonnaise, steak sauce,
Ketchup and mustard, garlic, kool-aid, spam and some egg rolls,
Sushi, rice cakes, oatmeal, cucumbers, biscuits, beef-jerky,
Pop-tarts, tamales, shish-kabob and a side order of...
Barf!!! barf!!! retch!!! vomit!!! spew!!! etc...
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49. _ Unknown Title 1
Baby i can't make it straight
My boots got stuck and i can't wait
You're the one who's got no tongue
Look and see which way it's run
Man alive, i can't drive my two-bit cares away
Obituaries i seen right through
Brochures of the times we knew
Taxes on the days we spent
Repossessed and named and chained
Man alive, i can't drive my two-bit cares away
Accusations, suspects named
Battered husbands, cousins blamed
Holdin' up your trophy bones
Sticks and stones and lesser knowns
Man alive, i can't drive my two-bit cares away
And all your hopes can be derailed
Low salt (?) in the seas you sailed
No dreams in the night you lie
All the stars stripped from the sky
Man alive, i can't drive my two-bit cares away
Man alive, i can't drive my two-bit cares away
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50. _ Dead Man With No Heart
Dead man with no eyes
Won't you look at me tonight
Tell me will i look good
With my pants on so tight
Watch me die, watch me die
Dead man with no heart
Won't you love me still
Put me in your helicopter
And gimme some weight-loss pills
Watch me die, teach me how to cry
Dead man with no stomach
Won't you eat up all my food
Spit it in my face
'cuz it don't taste so good
Watch me die, let me ride
Dead man with no feet
Won't you run to the liquor store
We're running out of caskets
Won't you run and get some more
Watch me die
Dead man, i ain't got no credit
Won't you put me in a cash machine
Swim around with the dollar bills
Look out, i'm turning green
Watch me die, watch me fry
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51. _ Mtv Makes Me Wanna Smoke Crack (version 2)
Mtv makes me wanna smoke crack
Fall out of the window and i'm never comin back
Mtv makes me wanna get high
Can't get a ride no matter how i try
And everything's perfect
And everything's bright
And everyone's perky
And everyone's uptight
I watch those videos
I watch 'em all day........
And i plug 'em in my eyeballs--
Hey hey
And the colors are nice
And the pictures are nice
And the girls are nice
Everything's so nice
I said mtv makes me wanna smoke crack
Fall out of the window and i'm never comin back
Mtv makes me wanna get high
Can't get a ride, can't get a ride
Can't get a ride, can't get a ride
Well i work at the video store makin change
And i'm countin out the pennies twistin in my brains
Condos in the distance and smog in the air
No one in the streets and no one anywhere
And i drink what i drink and i eat from a can
And i'm standing near the microwave
'til i feel special
Now i'm checkin out the furniture, i wanna buy some
Might buy a wheelchair and roll out of this town
Yeah, and mtv makes me wanna smoke crack
Fall out of the window and i'm never comin back
Mtv makes me wanna get high
Can't get a ride, can't get a ride
Can't get a ride, can't get a ride
Can't get a ride, can't get a ride
Mtv makes me wanna burn flesh!
Having an orgy down in the satellite dish!!!
(coughing)
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52. _ Bad Energy
Talkin' a lotta shit...got a lotta shit on my mind
Got some bad feelings on me
(mumble)
Fast, fast people comin' to my house
Tellin' me things that i already know
Some bad shit
Don't wanna touch it
It's like a big empty city full of toasters
Bad energy
(background voice)
Hey, i know who you are,
But you don't know me...hahaha!
Yea, yea, yea i know that
I know that guy, man. that's the guy, man...hehehe!
I know that guy. yeah, ???
You comin' to me man, you talkin' to me man?
I make a problem for you, my friend...hahaha!
I know man, make a problem very quick...very quick
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53. _ Howlin Wolves
Celebration
Pineapples and kumquats
Simultaneously exploding
Cokes in the fruit of eternity
Lighting matchsticks and candles
Drawing pictures with god
????
Severing the tires of god
Covering yourselves with masking tape
???
[unintelligible stuff and noise]
"lacksadaisical" fermented elastic
Comatose
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54. _ Regular Song
Well i just got put down
In the ashes of an asphalt town
Black debris, the burned out trees
Blows out over the sunken seas
Somewhere far along
Singing a regular song
Dead machines, frozen dreams
They don't bother me at all
I'm loose inside my skin
And all the walls are wearin' thin
Shoot out on the traffic lights
On your way to the dead of night
Somewhere far along
Singing a regular song
Frozen dreams, dead machines
They don't notice me at all
[harmonica solo]
Troubles find their own
You're better off alone
Nobody knows the coupon clones
The stowaway's in the captians clothes
Somewhere far along
Singing a regular song
Dead machines, frozen dreams
They don't bother me at all
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55. _ Feather In Your Cap
Bust a move with what you can
Dead phone machine piled on the table
Dissapointment is a feather in your cap
You want the truth
Not when it's unplanned
There's no map
That could tell you where you are
You're in between things
That only go halfway
You want the best
You want contests
Where everybody loses on purpose by mistake
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56. _ Soul Sucked Dry
My soul's suckin dry
My soul's been sucked dry
Emptiness surrounds me
Bitterness crowns me
Emptiness surrounds me
Bitterness crowns me
With my soul sucked dry
Oh, my soul's suckin' dry
Famine in my head (??)
My soul's suckin dry
Emptiness surrounds me
Bitterness crowns me
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57. _ Muthafukka
Homey don't play that shit
Hey, mr. asshole, what's your big hassle
Sitting in your castle, judging everyone
You're acting like it's chill
When the deal's getting ill
Why don't you break your face on my head?
Everyone's out to get you, motherfucker [x4]
Trying to annoy ya, total paranoia
Everything i do is to try to fuck you up
Screw chum chewin [?]
The house of spasm [?]
Trucks drove on the situation, dude [?]
Everyone's out to get you, motherfucker [x7]
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58. _ She Is All (gimme Something To Eat)
She is all i need
For here, for now
She is all i see
For here, for now
Gimme something to eat
For here, for now
She is all i need
For here, for now
Oh yeah
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59. _ Let's Go Moon Some Cars
(play us a tune on an unbroken spinet and let the bells ring,
Let the bells ring. play music now! play us a tune on an
Unbroken spinet. do not strike music from old broken keys.
Do not make ghosts with faded tinklings on the yellowed
Board, but play us a tune on an unbroken spinet.)
Let's go moon some cars
Yeah, let's go moon some cars
Yeah, let's go moon some cars, my friend
Yeah, let's go moon some cars.
Let's go steal some beer
Yeah, let's go steal some beer
Yeah, let's go steal some beer, my friends
Yeah, let's go steal some beer.
Hooo!
Let's go set something on fire
Yeah, let's go set something on fire!!
Yeah, let's go set something on fire, my friend
Let's go set something on fire.
Let's go shoot some pigs
Well, let's go shoot some pigs
Yeah, let's go shoot some pigs
Let's go shoot some pigs.
Let's go steal some beer
Yeah, let's go steal some beer
Yeah, let's go steal some beer, my friends
Let's go steal some beer.
Hooooo! yeah
(whooping and hollering)
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60. _ The Fucked Up Blues
I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord what can you do
About the fuckin fucked up blues
Well the beans have been baking
Upon the camel's hump
Like a voodoo curse
In an old lady's purse
Confetti on my grave
I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord what can you do
About the fuckin fucked up blues (x2)
I woke up on the futon
And my boots were on fire
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61. _ Heartland Feeling
[female voice: i'm totally fucked up. i can barely speak. i'm totally fucked up.
They gave me so many drugs. but, uh...i'm gonna be here...
[beck speaks]alright, what we're talkin about here is...is kind of a...it's a heartland
Feeling...like, uh, mellencamp, you know, kind of a mellen feeling. ok, what you
Gotta get together is a... some...a heartland folk singer. uh, we're gonna need a real
Quick... uh, john cougar mellencamp, bruce springsteen, bob seeger...that type of
Feel. a mellen feeling. you know, real, uh, powerful, approving music, uh...of a
Heartland quality, uh, just powerful straight-forward music. and if you can't get just
The right type of feeling, find someone who will pass and change them.]
Old man johnson got his head in his hand
Makin' his way across state in a fiddlin' band
With hair all down in his eyes
And the microphone all covered with flies
When he gets done playin', goes back to his room
Climbs in the bed in his cowboy boots
And he picks up a magazine, turns on the tv
Lights a cigar as he's fallin' asleep
Well he's only a person
Who doesn't know shit
Yea, nothin' happenin'
That's about it
Yeeaaaahhh
Well little rosanna came from texarkana
Had fourteen dollars wrapped in a bandana
Came into town not lookin' for much
Well she found a hound dog and she named him dutch
She got a job at the arcade takin' quarters
But she was never too good at takin' orders
So one night she stopped givin' out change
She kicked the boss in the shin and unplugged the games
She's only a person
Who doesn't know shit
Nothin' happenin'
That's about it
Ooo ooo, yea yea yea
Sam got canned at the cannery
She punched out the clock that night
His knuckle was bleeding as he walked home
He was cold and he had a headache
Well his wife was cookin canned beans
He took out all the money out of his jeans
And he set it on fire in the kitchen sink
As his wife handed him a drink
He was only a person
Who didn't know shit
Nothin' happenin'
That's about it
Oh yeah
Wooo ooo ooo
Smiley was lookin' for handouts
Sleepin' in an abandoned lighthouse
Down at the mini-mall shakin' his hat
Washin' windows with his bare hand
He found a sports car with the keys
In the ignition it just seemed so easy
He took a joyride, drove it into a hedge
Came out with the steering wheel wrapped around his head
Well he's only a person
Who doesn't know shit
Nothin' happenin'
That's about it
Ooo ooo yea
Well janie was born in a small town
Everybody just standin' around
They had bingo games and the raffle
Everybody chewin' tobacco
Well she grew up kinda restless
All her boyfriends wanted to be dentists
Well, she got a job at the truck stop
And she got old fast and never did what she wanted
She's only a person
Who doesn't know shit
Nothin' happenin'
That's about it
Yea yea yea....oh yea, etc.
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62. _ Go Where You Want
Go where you want to
Do the things you feel
Walk around with a broken leg
And a hundred dollar bill
Get yourself a pistol
Get yourself a dog
Stay up all night gettin drunk
Sleepin in a log
Walk 'til you're restless
Sleep 'til you're tired
Wake up without thinking
You're the one that i desired
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63. _ .000.000
....twilight...????
I've seen your place before, i've tread thid field ???
I bought a plastic light, my separate ceiling blade
My city to the scope, my ???? spokes
My ????
But she'll never never know
My ?? has a ???
???
???
I come from lots of????
My very modest tricks
My pricks and belly rose (?)
My operation blows
???
My big pollution grows
I never spoke of flood
My ?????
??????.....
(aaarrgghh!!! okay, i give up for now; this may not be right, but at least i tried!
I'm sure it will all come to me in a dream one night with
A man on a flaming pie clearly spouting the words to this
Song. i'll get back with you.....deborah)
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64. _ Cut In Half Blues (version 2)
Some folks get their kicks steppin on ants
Some folks fall for love and romance
Some like to roll in the mud and laugh
My baby just likes to cut people in half
I got the cut in half blues
Yeah the cut in half blues
Well the last thing i saw was a big long saw
I got the cut in half blues.
Well i thought i heard a chainsaw
Revving up late one night
Woke the next morning cut in two
And i knew that i was right
I got the cut in half blues
Yeah the cut in half blues
Well the last thing i saw was a big long saw
I got the cut in half blues
(harp solo)
I knew we were in trouble
And i knew we...she lost her head
When she started bringing all those
Power tools to bed.
I got the cut in half blues
Yeah the cut in half blues
Well the last thing i saw was the big long saw
I got the cut in half blues
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65. _ Mango (vader Rocks!)
A sparkle in the night (?)
She glides
Tainted by the affliction
Seduced...deeply into myself
Faceless...emerging
Black confetti
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66. _ Mystery Song #1
Baby i can't make it straight
My boots got stuck and i can't wait
You're the one who's got no tongue
Look and see which way it's run
Man alive, i can't drive my too big cares away
Obituaries i seen right through
Brochures of the times we knew
Taxes on the days we spent
Repossessed and named and chained
Man alive, i can't drive my too big cares away
Accusations, suspects named
Battered husbands, cousins blamed
Holdin up your trophy bones
Sticks and stones and lesser knowns
Man alive, i can't drive my too big cares away
And all your hopes can be derailed
Low salt (?) in the seas you sailed
No dreams in the night you lie
All the stars stripped from the sky
Man alive, i can't drive my too big cares away
Man alive, i can't drive my too big cares away
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67. _ It's All In Your Mind
Well it's all in your mind
Well it's all in your mind
It's all in your mind
Well it's all in your mind
And i wanted to be
And i wanted to be
Your good friend
Well i cannot believe
You got a devil up your sleeve
And he's talking to me
And i cannot believe
And i wanted to be
And i wanted to be
Your good friend
Well you're all scared and stiff
A sick stolen gift
And the people you're with
They're all scared and stiff
And i wanted to be
And i wanted to be
Your good friend
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68. _ Runners Dial Zero
By the dried up stream
We slit our throats and dreamed
But when the building's burned
Was there some concerned
Mother laid in bed
What was it she said?
Gather all your worldly jewels
And scatter them like fools
Don't you make a fuss
Days so perilous
When day is done we'll ride
Who cares what we find
Another misspent night
We thought we got it right
The driver lost a wheel
The ice turned into steel
They shivered like refugees
Way down on our knees
By the dried up stream
We slit our throats and dreamed
But when the building's burned
Was there some concerned
Mother laid in bed
What was it she said?
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69. _ One Of These Days
One of these days
I hope it's soon
I'll see you smiling
The way you do
Walkin' on splinters
Somewhere unknown
It's getting better
That much i know
One of these days
One of these days
I'm gonna love you all my life
One of these days
One of these days
I'm gonna let the world blow by
Cardboard faces
With nowhere to look
One in a million
That's how long it took
Up on the bridge
Nowhere to go
Empty and cold
Burnin' a light bulb
One of these days
One of these days
I'm gonna love you all my life
One of these days
One of these days
I'm gonna let the world blow by
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
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70. _ Bogusflow
Monkey see, monkey die
Laminate your face and paste it up into the sky
Cuz it's squalid and it's solid and it's
Completely rancid and beautiful
Like a forcefield of multiplying meat
Cut a hole in the floor to see
Just how close to hell we're standin'
Time shoots forward in your skull
Scattered to the four winds chucked in a bucket
Riding lampost, moldy toast
Excitement level: zero
Rock the casbah, bring the noise
Amplified dishwashers
Exploring the boring to the core
People with cordless personalities
Runnin' around in new wave bionic jogging suits
California white boy sound
Rocket-powered and nailed to the ground
New age, old age
Totally lame
Straight to the middle of the road
Rewind the tape
Play the whole thing backwards
With the sound completely turned off
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71. _ Leave Me On The Moon
(when the fat man shaving in the pullman washroom
Grunts, "what's this?")
Leave me on the moon
I must be coming back too soon
Pieces of pieces laying upon
Somebody's walking on my hands
Leave me on the moon
Everybody knows it's true
Everything is good as long it's stays still
Coins jingle in my brain
You've been watching me
Through your jewelry
Sending rings around my hands
Now that i'm near you
I slowly disappear you
Your fingernails are much too long
Leave me on the moon
You can stay there too
Seems like everybody's just
Floating away
While i tie myself down
While i tie my.....
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72. _ Trouble All My Days
Devils haircut single
...a story i wanna pass on to you that i think is...has meant a lot to me.
He said, "ed, you have no control over the past. it's a canceled check.
You have no control over the future because you don't know
What's going to happen. your maximum point of power is now!"
None-a that trouble...all my days
None-a that trouble...all my days
None-a that trouble...all my days
None-a that trouble...all my days
Hey hey
Hey hey hey hey!
Hey hey hey hey!
Hey hey hey hey!
Hey hey hey heeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy!
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73. _ Feel The Strain Of Sorrow Never Ceasing
On the old forgotten crossways
Where the fourteen rivers did meet
The bones of our elders
Lying in the street
On a dark and dusty deserts
Like a ghost i've flown
I barely cried when i arrived
I never found a home
Ooh, feel the strain of sorrow
Never ceasing
Ooh, feel the strain of sorrow
Never ceasing
I am a ramshackler
Go from town to town
And when there is no shelter
I lay down on the ground
I killed every reason
They gave for me to stay
Cussed the morning, burned the bone
And dragged that thing away
Mmm, to the peace of sorrow
Never ceasing
Mmm, to the strain of sorrow
Never ceasing
There's saints and there is animals
They've taken what they could
And it's written in the pages
Do just like they should
They stood the test and burned the rest
And tore them limb from limb
And it's marked upon their faces
It's written on their skin
Ooh, feel the strain of sorrow
Never ceasing
Mmm, feel the strain of sorrow
Never ceasing
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74. _ Will I Be Ignored By The Lord?
When i was born, lot's of people sayin' i looked like a dead man
But to them there was no kindness
And so i came into the world with my hands in my jacket
Made a whole lotta racket
Couldn't speak, but i could beat on a stick
Oh, when that aeroplane comes with the lord
Will i be ignored
Will i be ignored by the lord
Will i be ignored
There was a woman, she looked on me sweetly
I needed her life to be with mine
But never will they meet
No, never will they see
These two vines will twist away, away
Will i be ignored by the lord
Will i be ignored by the lord, by the lord
What for? i may travel on one leg
My breakfast will be unpaid
And the flapjacks will flap back off the ceiling onto my head
Will i be ignored
Will i be ignored by the lord
Will i be ignored
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75. _ Flavor (remix)
Flavor
Got the flavor
Got the flavor
Feel so good about a piece of trash, the birds are drunk, they're drinking from a glass
White lightning and an ol' fruit cup
(?)(?)box rock where you are
Dig my grave with a silver spade
Juiced up, from africa to spain
Ghetto blastin to the drivin' lane
Insane in the mundane
Pass the bucket, drink your wheels,
Spinnin it back
Black shit
Cause i got the flavor
Yeah i got the flavor
Cause i got the flavor
Yeah i got the flavor
Gah what the fuck? got the flavor.. oh!
Damn!
Out in the moonlight takin' requests,
Rippin' the blues out of your vests
Stripmine the built to flood
Stricnine with head down with a thud
Cause i got the blues and i can't be satisfied..
Yeah i got the blues, we're gonna catch that train and ride
Flavor..
Flavor..
Flavor..
Got the taste..
Got the taste...
Yeah got the taste..
Got the taste
Got a bucket?
Oh got the flavor in my gut
Oh yeah shake your guts
Uh
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
Got the taste, flavor!
Cause i got--!
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76. _ Got No Mind
(this is song two on the album
This is the album right here
Burn the album)
Tonight the city is turned off
Look at me, i'm wearing your shirt and it's burnt
Dissentious morons are dissing you, dissing me
Keeping the friendship in massive supply
That's why
I got no mind
I got no mind
I got no mind
Give the finger to the folk singer
I'm sure he'll appreciate it deeply
And where there's smoke
And there's grease and an unperfect peace
The free 'n' easy letdown will make it all come alive
That's why
I got no mind
I got no mind
I got no mind
That's why
I got no mind
I got no mind
I got no mind
Makeshift scene, mildly insulting
You really said it when you said i was just a scavenger
There's a headbangin' corpse, just take it to the source
Take the plug, unplugged, plug it up, rip the plug right outta the wall
That's why
I got no mind
I got no mind
I got no mind
I got no mind
I got no mind
I got no mind
Pump up the volume
Pump up the volume
Pump up the volume
Pump up the volume
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77. _ Soul Suckin Jerk (reject)
I'm standin right here with a beer in my hand
And my mouth is full of sand and i don't understand
Big fat fingers pointin' into my face
Tellin me to get busy cleanin' up this place
Fourteen days i've been sleepin in a barn
Better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm
Whistlin' dixie with the dixie cup filled
With the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill
I got bent like a wet cigarette
And she's comin after me with a butterfly net
Ridin on a bloodhound ringin a bell
Black cat wrapped in the road map to hell
Pencil on my leg and i'm tryin not to beg
Takin' turns bakin worms with the bacon and eggs
Now they got me in a bird cage flappin' my jaw
Like a pretzel in the stars just waitin' to fall
So give me what i got to get so i can go
Cuz i ain't washin dishes in the ditch no more
Cuz i ain't gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and i ain't sayin jack
Cuz i ain't gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and i ain't sayin jack
You know it
That's right
Rockin the town like a moldy crouton
Flyin' through the air with breeze
I got a job makin money for the man
Throwin' chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can
Puke green uniform on my back
I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair
Runnin' through the mini-mall in my underwear
I got lost downtown, couldn't find a ride home
Sun went down, i got frozen to the bone
'til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
As i took a little nap the cops picked up us both
I tried to explain i was only tryin' to get warm
I knew i never ever should have burnt my uniform
He said, "too bad better bite the bullet hard son."
I didn't have no teeth so i stole his gun
And i crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon
Dancin' on the roof, shootin' holes in the moon
Aw yeah
Uh-huh (etc.)
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78. _ Boney Fingers Out The Slimey Coffin
????
????
Throw your inspiration in your station wagon
?????????????intestine
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79. _ Gettin' Home
Tell my baby i'm gettin' home now
Tell my baby i'm gettin' home
She don't need me
I don't need me
Who's gonna need me?
Someone's cryin', somone's changin'
Someone's stayin' just the same
She don't live here
I don't live here
Who's gonna live here?
Tell my baby i'm gettin' home now
Tell my baby i'm gettin' home
She doesn't need me
I don't need me
Who's gonna need me?
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80. _ Schmoozer
You been a talkin' now, you been a rockin' now
You been a guessin' now, you been undressin' now
You goin' up and down, you got a super sound
You got a lotta cow, stuck a shiny steak on me now
You been aduckin' down, you been a fuckin' round
You been aridin' now, you been decidin' now
You just a sucker clown, i'm just a fucker now
I got no money now, say that ain't funny now
Yahooooo...oh yeah, country(?) now
You got a chicken now, you been a dickin' now
You wanna ditch me now, trackin' the kitchen now
All of the people now, crawlin' and creepin' now
If i can show you how, i think you bogus now!
Now now...hey hey hey...come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on (???)
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81. _ Blue Cross
She's a blue cross (x4)
She's a burning lawn
She's dead and gone
She's here and now
She's hangin around
She's a blue cross (x4)
She's a liquor store
She's a apple core
She's a camel hair
She's a golden chair
She's a blue cross (x4)
She's a silver star
She's a stolen car
She's a milky way
She's an old ashtray
She's a blue cross (x4)
She's a blue cross (x4)
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82. _ Whimsical Actress
At the theater, i did meet her
And the show was whimsical and sublime
I'm in tatters, nothing matters
Til i grasp a big disaster like a mime
She's got the squeegee on the ouija
She can squeeze me, she can please me anytime
Don't disease me, don't you sneeze me
You can cheese me anytime, it's not a crime
In the first act, there was a jester
With an apple and a mango and some wine
He flung the ice-cube, he was so rude
And he jousted with the flaming huffy dog (???)
She's got the squeegee on the ouija
She can squeeze me, she can please me anytime
Don't disease me, don't you sneeze me
You can cheese me anytime, it's not a crime
In the courtyard, there was a large cube of lard
With decorations all around
There was a bandit, we couldn't stand it
He was sniffing the cube like a hound
She's got the squeegee on the ouija
She can squeeze me, she can please me anytime
Don't disease me, don't you sneeze me
Oh yeah
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83. _ Steve Threw Up (version 2)
Steve had a big commotion
Didn't need no suntan lotion
He was doing fine with what he had
And off his melting jaw
All the wonderful things he saw
And the free hair growing on his sandwich
He looked out on the fairground
With the spinning things spinning all around
And he felt the food going down and coming back
And on top of the ferris wheel
He threw up on the heel
Of the beautiful girl who was laughing
There must have been some pizza
And there must have been some fries
And there must have been some tequila
Must have been some wine.
There must have been some falafels
And there must have been some beer
And there must have been some bagels
You could see it so clear.
And there must have been some pickles
And there must have been some sauerkraut
And there must have been some catfish
When he laid his burden down
Pineapples, mangoes, cottage cheese and caramel candy
Garlic, spam and kool-aid
Bananas, fudge, popcorn, catsup and mustard
Oh, he really threw up! he threw up all over the place!
He really threw it! he got really sick
Steve threw up!
Na na na, na na na
Etc.
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84. _ Super Golden Black (sunchild)
Bless the scepter
The genius too
Shit the eagle
Don't be cruel
My little sunchild
My blinding sun
Stab my power
With everyone
Supergolden black sunchild
Slice the mango
The drooling fool
Flare the nostril
Feeling cool
Sweating in the meadow of fate
Scratch me gently
Burning flame
Supergolden black sunchild
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85. _ Asskizz Powergrudge (payback '94!)
Smokin on a d
Makin' the...
Burn all the fuel
Die like a mule
Find yourself in a pickup truck
Loading up a nine
Wasting any slime who tries to step
Word to the mother
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a little grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a ass-kiss payback
It's a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a little grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
Just a assssss......
Floating through the ghetto like guillotine
Waiting to come down, down on the scene
The second guessing sleaze
Damned to feed the flatulating brotherhood
Puffing on a blunt
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a little grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a ass-kiss payback
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a little grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a...
It's just a asssssssuck
The haunches of the pigs
The uniformed legions will conspire
Slacking off is nil
The point is now to kill
Grind the whining bastards in their tracks
New jack
Go, baby
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a little grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just ahh...
It's just a asskizz payback
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a little grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a grudge
It's just a...
It's just a asssssssuck
It's just a grudge, it's just a little grudge
[repeated]
It's just a payback [repeated, etc. + various mutterings]
Kiss! kiss! kiss! [etc. + screaming, kissing, moaning, and hissing]
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86. _ Tasergun (version 2)
I got a room down in hollywood
The rent was cheap,
The street was cool
But there was an old man
Who lived right next to me
He was so wretched
He ate up everything
The day i moved in
I got weird feelings
I played my guitar
He hit the ceiling
He ran out into the hall and he yelled
"watch out, son, i've got a taser gun!
Watch out, son, i've got a taser gun!"
He's on the loose
He's got the juice
Like a mad dog with no teeth
He left me notes
Said all kinds of things
"you little creepy slob,
Why don't you get a job?
Why don't you cut your hair?
Why don't you get out of here?
Why don't you move away?
Why don't you just get lost?"
He spent his days
Down in adult book stores
Bringing home all kinda weirdos
And blasting his tv back at me
So one day i get pissed
We got into a fight
I kicked him in the nuts
He yelled with all his might
"watch out, son, i've got a taser gun!
Watch out, son, i've got a taser gun!"
You son of a bitch
I think it's startin to itch
He's got the taser gun
(spoken: mr. handjob)
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87. _ Diskobox
([gotta get it)
([gotta] get it)
(yeeah-oh!)
(yeeah-oh!)
(plastic classic)
Can't forget my [bestial] [???]
Close electric telephone [phones]
Ballin like hordes!
About the shout!
Nasty distortion, [out on my road-jump]
All my friends gout [biscuit/sixties] soul
Rockin the plastic
Takin the [no no / robo]
Rough as a river
Cowboy nowboy
[biscuit / risk it] [tripper] hittin the wicked
Man with soul, above the road
Takin' it back for the finger-point crowd
Ooh, [gotta] get it, plastic classic
Totem] [poles] in the briefcase shows
Diskobox, [so] action!
Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect
*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect)*
Diskobox, [so] action!
Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect
*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect)*
Once the whistle blows, my sucker froze
Last saturday night, i couldn't find my [fight]
[drinkin] whiskey an' i did not shave
Paralyzed, like'd didn't have no time
[pumping] [whimper] and round the road
A traveling man with a crooked van
Soda-pop oo sittin like slime
Lets get [soul] an' i realized
Diskobox, [so] action!
Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect
*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect) - beck sings at the same time*
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
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88. _ John The Revelator
Well, who's that ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's the ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's that ridin, john the revelator
Wrote the book of the seventh seal
Well, god walked down in the cool of the day
And he called adam by his name
He refused to answer
'cause he was naked and ashamed
Tell me who's that ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's there ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's there ridin, john the revelator
Wrote the book of the seventh seal
Well, christ had twelve apostles
And he led twelve away
Said "walk with me one hour 'til
I go on and pray."
Tell me who's that ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's that ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's that ridin, john the revelator
Wrote the book of the seventh seal
Christ came down easter mornin
Mary and martha came to see
Said, "go tell my disciples
Meet me down in galilee"
Tell me who's that ridin, john the revelator, etc.
(--son house)
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89. _ Death Is Comin To Get You
[a voice that sounds like darth vader:
Eternal nothingness. i offer myself so that you might
Cast your inscrutable dear silence upon me. o monstrous
Hall, symbol of the greater glory of absence, darkness and
Mystery beyond the realm of human thought. let me ask
For your grace and forgiveness in the knowledge that i
Shall serve you all the days of my meaningless life.]
Death is comin' to get you, it's mighty plain to see
With a hand full of cocaine and a long white limosine
He's got rings on his fingers and knives up his sleeves
Well he's lookin in the phonebook for your number and your name
And he's comin to your house while you're watchin' a football game
Well he's pullin' up the driveway with the windows rolled up tight
And the eyes goin' blind and your hair is turnin' white
He's crawlin' up the stairs with the can of mace
He's breakin' all the windows with your neighbor's face
He sets your clothes on fire and brings you to your knees
He's filling up the room with the jesters (?) and disease...well
He smashes the tv, decapitates your mom
Raids the refrigerator, throws vermin on the lawn
Plays frisbees with your records, pours blood on the walls
Uses your telephone to make long-distance calls
He's laughin' at your diary, he's pukin' on your suits
He's dancin' on your forehead in your hikin' boots
He's climbin' up the chimney, he's fallin' through the roof
He ties you up with snakes, takes your drugs and booze
He's coverin' you with bacon and fills your mouth with raid
He's sendin' back all the bills that you've paid
He covers you with bacon and fills your mouth with raid
He's got everything you own out on the patio
And he's givin' it away to people you don't know
Well you don't even care, your mind has been destroyed
And this is kind of a stupid song you write when you're unemployed
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90. _ Deadweight
On a highway unpaved going my way
You're so alone today
Like a ghost town i've found
There's no relief, no salt in the sea
Is it true what they say
You can't behave
You gamble your soul away
Measuring your dreams of this life seems
Like the gristle of loneliness
Don't let the sun catch ya crying
Don't let the sun catch ya crying
Like an nice age nice days
On your way sipping the golden dregs
On a rip tide freaks ride
Sleep inside a parasite's appetite
Oh say can't ya see the chemistry
The parasites, the cleanup fee
Death leather hands recycled cans
Get well cards to the hostage vans
Don't let the sun catch ya crying
Don't let the sun catch ya crying
You're a deadweight right straight
On your way sunk in the midnight shade
Skies burn eyes turn
Learning to counterfeit their disease
In this town where we roam
We bluff our souls on canteen patios
Drink the greatest draft
The music drags the music drags the music drags...
Don't let the sun catch ya crying
Don't let the sun catch ya crying
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91. _ In A Cold Ass Fashion
Fly like the eagle
Fly like the eagle
Fly...
Squeegee
Ah, you got it
When we get down to the shrink-wrap on my grave
You know the nitty-gritty never looked so safe
You get whipflash under the bridge
Like a cold-ass lover with the buckskin
Get the squeegee and it's easy to be me
Clean my boots and i'm still feelin' homeless
Your brother is deader than a phone machine
With a bucket of green piss
And i'm tryin' not to look at satan making love to a dishrag
So load up the gimmick wagon, get out of town
Do me a favor -- don't stick around
'cause my kneecaps are turnin' slightly brown
Let's be doin' it right
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
And the people don't breathe
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
Steppin' in the beefsteak
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
And the mayonnaise comes
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
Black twinkie
Gettin' all caught up in a taste test
An' it all basically tastes like crap
I can shake my own hand, give myself a grin
I can pick my own nose and put it back in
I can squeeze the breeze, drink a bottle of lice
Smoke a pack of whiskey with jesus christ
I got options, i got cop shows, i get nauseous
And the sweat is day-glo
Went to sleep, woke up in a coffin
Took out my eyeballs an' put 'em in a condom
Your daddy's got laxatives on his brain
Gettin' sappy in the back of a train
Mojo weedwhacker cuttin' yer space
Hot dogs rottin' in the bottom of a suitcase
And your mouth, it smells like hair gel
I love you but you don't know how to spell
Where can you duck when they shoot you full of pigeon holes
And there ain't nothin' like the real artificial
O.g. -- original glue-sniffer
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
And the people don't breathe
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
As you're biting my sandwich
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
Smear me sauce [?]
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
[???] donut [?]
Uh, wait...
Talkin' about a cold ass fashion [x16]
[the following four lines are spoken at various times over the
Above:]
Cold ass fashion, cold ass fashion, squeegee, i just took some acid (?)
[backwards:] [???] up your ass
[backwards:] [???] hot dog
It's like forty pounds of avocado sauce
Smeared across your boss
You know what i'm sayin'?
You dunno when it's comin'
You know, it's like forty-five horses
Runnin' through the graveyard
In yellow panties
That is cold fashion
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92. _ Goin Nowhere Fast
(voice of woody guthrie: i been robbed for cash and i been robbed on credit;
Woke up a lot of mornings, didn't even know where i was at. the hardest
Work i ever done is when i was trying to get myself a worried woman to ease
My worried mind.)
All the things they said would happen to you
Don't ya know they're all comin true
Goin nowhere fast.
Nothing's strange as when it seems
You're living out all your worst possible dreams
Goin nowhere fast
Bad times, worse times,
All the times in between
I tangle in the shadow, stumble in the trees
Goin nowhere fast
I learn my lesson
And i learn it again
I heard what they said, "live fast and die stupid"
Goin nowhere fast
My compass is spinnin
Like a gamblin wheel
It takes a hideous misfortune for to tell how i feel
Goin nowhere fast
I threw it all away
Like shoes into the street
These terrible things will tear me in three
Goin nowhere fast
I don't care what time will tell
Just tell me if i might as well be halfway to hell
Goin nowhere fast
I'm sick through my skin
With silence and doom
I break my back, i cry on the moon
Goin nowhere fast
Going nowhere fast
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93. _ Death Is Comin' To Get Me
Death is comin' to get you, it's mighty plain to see
With a hand full of cocaine and a long white limosine
He's got rings on his fingers and knives all up his sleeves
Suckin' all the air up 'til there's nothin left to breathe
He don't care you're not ready he don't care if you're not dressed
You beg, he won't listen, you can't bribe him with blank checks
Cuz he's lookin in the phonebook for your number and your name
And he's comin to your house when you're watchin' a football game
Well he's pullin' up the driveway with the windows rolled up tight
And his eyes are goin' blind and his hair is turnin' white
He's crawlin' up the stairs with the can of mace
He's breakin' all the windows with your neighbor's face
He sets your clothes on fire and brings you to your knees
He fills up the room with fashion and disease...well
He bread(?) smashes the tv, decapitates your mom
Raids the refrigerator, throws vermin on the lawn
Throws frisbees with your records pours blood on the walls
Uses your telephone to make long-distance calls
He's laughin' at your diary, he's pukin' on your suits
He's dancin' on your forehead in your hikin' boots
He's crawlin' up the chimney, he's fallin' through the roof
He ties you up with vipers, takes all your drugs and booze
He's coverin' you with bacon and fills your mouth with raid
He's sendin' back all the bills that you've thought you paid
He's got eveything you own out on the patio
And he's givin' it away to people you don't even know
Well you don't even care, your mind has been destroyed
You're mutilated, molested and unemployed
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94. _ Got No Mind (version 2)
Tonight the city is full of....radios
And all the distortion pedals are melted
There's sonic youth posters nailed up onto the...ceiling
And the roof is falling down on my brain
That's why
I got no mind
I got no mind
Got no mind
Somebody burned down the picnic
And somebody kissed their own ass by mistake
And the cliches are gettin eaten up
By the termites with the malt liquor
And the guitar tuners and the pussy galore song
That's why
I play all night
I got no mind
Feel so fine
And the big radio sound is pumping up and down
Jumpin thru the hoops
Making every motion seem like forever
There's air conditioning and brand new nails
And phone calls from people in chicago
...why
Pay no mind
Got no mind
Stay outside
So turn up the levels
And talk to your devils
And bust out your tennis shoes and your mayonnaise
It's all the situations and all the celebrations
And all the contaminations that make you
Breed off the carpet
That's why
I pay no mind
(cough) got no mind
Might need a cough drop
Well there's verses and sounds
Falling like pounds and pounds of
Sand weights from the heavens
And she dangles like a bottle
Talkin thru the steering wheels
And broken pantyhose
That's why
I pay no mind
Sleep in slime
Put out cds
The amplifiers are amplifying
The things that you never knew
Could ever be the same as you
There's wires and plugs
And slugs slithering out into the paint thinner
That's why
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
Got no mind
Your swivel chairs and sunglasses
And your fully-blown out scenes of ecstasy
Turn up the volume and the treble
And call them all the nasty things that you can
Stick into your paper
With your pen
Shove your pen up into the air
Write everything and
Like you just don't care
But it feels good
When you pull off the scenery
And there's puppets and dollar bills
And there's weight-loss pills
And there's cherries and there's potato chips
And the time is runnin low
And there's nowhere else to go
So let's go down
666 up into
I'm raising all my lows
And i'm lowering all my disappointments
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95. _ Bogusflow (version 2)
Bogusflow (version 2) / kcrw radio appearance 1994
Monkey see, monkey die
Laminate your face
And paste it up into the sky
'cuz it's squalid and it's solid and it's
Completely rancid and beautiful
Like a dishrag laying in the street
Uptight beyond belief
Cut a hole in the floor to see
How close to hell we're standing
Got the travelling vitamin c blues
Police lady staring at my shoes
Holy ghost, moldy toast
Riding lampost
Excitement level: zero
Rock the casbah, bring the noise
Pretentious dimensions exploring the boring to the core
Adults with cordless personalities
Running around in new wave bionic jogging suits
(spoken: ... gimme some of that noise)
California white boy sound
Rocket-powered and nailed into the ground
New age, old age-- completely totally lame
Straight to the middle of the road
Just rewind the tape and play the whole thing backwards
With the sound completely turned all the way off
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