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Acid Girl
03:06
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i live in a monochronic world with no love
there's a girl who's an apple, but she's beige in form
i had wanted to meet her, but she just can't love
cause she waits for the sinners to all be gone
oh acid girl
just stay love
i'm a little boy waiting for a big boy's job
they'll brainwash all the children tell them that our lives are just wrong
tell them that we're tweakers at the end of my bed
and we just can't find jobs
colors, children
sinners, children
your voice, gone
unknown
and you're under a spell
you're under a spell
you're under a spell
you're under a spell
the more i touch you the less i've tried
the more i fell you the less i've died
i want to feel you but i feel contrived
i want to touch you and i want to die
the more i touch you the less i've tried
the more i kiss you the less i've died
i want to feel you, but i want to try
i want to vomit, i just want to die
the more i touch you the less i've tried
the more i feel there the less i've died
i want to vomit, don't want to die
i want to touch you, i don't want to try
and you say...
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Grasshooks
03:19
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i'm still trying
i'm still trying to find my way home
i'm still livid
i'm still livid all alone
she's still melting
she's still melting on the telephone
and they're trying
and they're trying to find their way home
so this is what you want to say
the grass still hooks onto me
the grass still hooks onto me
the grass still hooks onto me
the grass still hooks on
lovers crying
lovers crying on the phone
and they're trying
and they're trying to find their way home
and she screams jesus help me
jesus help me i'm all alone
and i'm still trying
and i'm still trying to find my way home
so this is what you want to say
the grass still hooks onto me
the grass still hooks onto me
the grass still hooks onto me
the grass still hooks on
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Ivory Box
04:16
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so you think your love is stuck in an ivory box
and her cats are feral and her life is lost
so you think it's true birds can eat out of their cage
good old folks still sing the great songs of the good old age
and the seals are squealing at the shoreline
and the seaman hooks his catch
the eels are squealing on the downside
of the deep blue oceans chest
speak for a while child, don't be a wild child
regress
soon all the animals will all be wild animals
spaceman left
and she thinks
that she'll have to break the bars real soon
and that all of us are doomed to see
the fire, greed, burning ashes, the building crashes on the children
he lives in isolation a-culture with no smile
white walls, white voice, a white ghost does reside
in his mind the fireworks launch, but they never explode
he just got this strange, strange magnetic pull
to implode into nothing
and the seals are squealing at the shoreline
and the fisherman kills the catch
the eels are squealing on the inside
of my secret lover's chest
speak for a while child, don't be a wild child
regress
soon all the animals will all be wild animals
spaceman left
and she thinks
that she'll have to break the bars real soon
and that all of us are doomed to see
the fire, greed, burning ashes, the building crashes on the children
and the seals are squealing at the shoreline
and the seaman hooks his catch
the eels are squealing on the inside
of my secret lover's chest
speak for a while child, don't be a wild child
regress
soon all the animals will all be wild animals
spaceman left
that she'll have to break the bars real soon
and that all of us are doomed to see
the fire, greed, burning ashes, the building crashes on the children
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4. |
Pixie Dust
03:46
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and there was pixie dust lying all on the floor
it's not what you really wanted it was something more
so she would run to you and i would be profuse
for all the songs you slew
and there was something else melting all from her eyes
it's not freedom that she wanted she wanted lies
and on the better day she want to run away
she want to fly away
and there was something else melting all from her eyes
it's not a little, little second it's a second life
and on the better day she want to fly away
she want to die today
she thought she had jesus, she thought she had god
but it was just the seasons, the season's song
and on the better day, she want to run away
she want to fly away
and all the pixie dust is lying on the floor it's never what you knew
it's always what you want never what you feel it's all inside of you
and all the pixie dust is lying on the floor it's never what you knew
never what you want only what you feel it's all inside of you
i scream hail to the captain, hail to the chief
well we got another fighter
we got disbelief and then i say who's there
and then i scream who is there
i scream hail to the captain, hail to the winner
well we got another lover
you got to fight within them and then you say who's there
and then you scream who is there
and there was pixie dust lying all on the floor
it's not what you really wanted it was something more
so she would run to you and i would be profuse
for all the songs you slew/well something else is new (live version)
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5. |
Little Baby Babylon
02:49
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now little baby babylon
it's time to grapple on
to the hell flames
and the beatnik zombies coming beneath the ground
and i'm getting older and she's getting older as well
and i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry for all the shit i've never done
now little baby babylon
you've heard that devil's song
like the hell flames
and the beatnik tortures coming beneath the ground
and i'm getting older and she's getting older as well
and i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry for all the shit i've never done
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i took some time
to get things straight
i never knew that it could
my life could wait
i chew that rent
but she'll chew it the same
and everyone well i guess
it's still me to blame
so take my lovers
call them money
steal my children
kill my bunny
finagle me of all my money
and now in time i'm all alone
everything i'm on my own
well it's hard to tone
but you'll do that to me anyway
but you'll do that to me anyway
you do that to me anyways
well i'm indifferent my life is still great
well everyone
sees this the same
and everything
i guess it's
still hers to blame
i'll chew that rent
but she'll chew it the same
well me oh my i guess it's
her same old game
so take my lovers
call them money
steal my children
kill my bunny
finagle me of all my money
and now in time i'm all alone
everything i'm on my own
well it's hard to tone
but you do that to me anyway
but you do that to me anyway
you do that to me anyways
well i'm indifferent my life is still great
but you'll do that to me anyway
you'll do that to me anyway
you do that to me anyways
well i'm indifferent my life is still great
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