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About A Girl |
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I need an easy friend
I doooo... with an ear to lend
I doooo... think you fit this shoe
I doooo... won't you have a clue
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
I'm standing in your line
I doooo... hope you have the time
I doooo... pick a number too
I doooo... keep a date with you
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
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Come As You Are |
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Come, as you are, as you were, as I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria (x3)
Come, dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach, as I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria (x3)
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x2)
Memoria (x4)
And I don't have a gun
Well I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x4)
Memoria (x2)
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Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam |
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Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are not made like me
Don't expect me to cry
For all the reasons you had to die
Don't ever ask your love of me
Don't expect me to cry
Don't expect me to lie
Don't expect me to die for thee
Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are not made like me
Don't expect me to cry
For all the reasons you had to die
Don't ever ask your love of me
Don't expect me to cry
Don't expect me to lie
Don't expect me to die for thee
Don't expect me to cry
Don't expect me to lie
Don't expect me to die for thee
Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are not made like me
Don't expect me to cry
For all the reasons you had to die
Don't ever ask your love of me
Don't expect me to cry
Don't expect me to lie
Don't expect me to die for thee
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The Man Who Sold The World |
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We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as such surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare, we walked a million years (at all the
millions here?)
I must have died along, a long long time ago
Who knows? not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
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Pennyroyal Tea |
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I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh eternally
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm a liar and a thief
Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry-flavored antacids
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
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Dumb |
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I'm not like them, but I can pretend
The sun is gone, but I have a light
The day is done, but I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb, or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy (x3)
My heart is broke, but I have some glue
help me inhale, and mend it with you
We'll float around, and hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down, and I have a hangover
Have a hangover (x4)
Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up
I'm not like them, but I can pretend
The sun is gone, but I have a light
The day is done, but I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb, or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy (x3)
I think I'm dumb (x12)
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Polly |
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Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off of her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
To please myself
Got some rope
You have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't cut yourself
I want some help
To please myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food
She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
To please myself
I got some rope
You have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't cut yourself
I want some help
To please myself
Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct
Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
To please myself
I got some rope
You have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't cut yourself
I want some help
To please myself
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On A Plain |
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I'll start this off without any words
I got so high, I scratched 'til I bled
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?
The finest day that I ever had
Was when I learned to cry on command
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
I'm on a plain
My mother died every night
It's safe to say don't quote me on that
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?
The black sheep got blackmailed again
Forgot to put on the zip code
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
I'm on a plain
Somewhere I have heard this before
In a dream my memory has stored
As defense I'm neutered and spayed
What the hell am I trying to say
It is now time to make it unclear
To write off lines that don't make sense
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?
One more special message to go
And then I'm done then I can go home
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
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Something In The Way |
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Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And I'm living off of grass
And the drippings from the ceiling
It's ok to eat fish
Cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way, mmmm
Something in the way, yeah, mmmm
Something in the way, mmmm
Something in the way, yeah, mmmm
Something in the way, mmmm
Something in the way, yeah, mmmm
Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And I'm living off of grass
And the drippings from the ceiling
It's ok to eat fish
Cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way, mmmm
Something in the way, yeah, mmmm
Something in the way, mmmm
Something in the way, yeah, mmmm
Something in the way, mmmm
Something in the way, yeah, mmmm
Something in the way, mmmm
Something in the way, yeah, mmmm
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Plateau |
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Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau
Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand
To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands
The nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
You see a lot up there but don't be scared
Who needs action when you got words
When you've finished with the mop then you can stop
And look at what you've done
The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen
And the work it was fun
The nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
You see a lot up there but don't be scared
Who needs action when you got words
Many hands began to scan around for the next plateau
Some said it was in Greenland and and some say (in) Mexico
Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
But they were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could
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Oh Me |
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If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do
I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always perfect
And that's old news
Would you like to hear my voice
sweetened with emotion
Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
And store it deep inside of me
If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do
I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always perfect
And that's old news
Would you like to hear my voice
sweetened with emotion
Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
And store it deep inside of me (x2)
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Lake Of Fire |
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Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
Won't see them again till the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
And she flew away howling on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
Won't see them again till the fourth of July
Now the people cry and the people moan
And they look for a dry place to call their home
And try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils
Try to claim them for their own
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
Won't see them again till the fourth of July
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All Apologies |
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What else should I be,
all apologies
What else could I say,
everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I be
all apologies
In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
I'm married
buried
I wish I was like you
easily amused
Find my nest of salt
everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame
aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn with freezerburn
choking on the ashes of her enemy
In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
I'm married
Buried
married
Buried
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All in all is all we are (x21)
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Where Did You Sleep Last Night |
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My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, the pines
The sun, the shine
I shiver
All
Night throughhhhhh
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