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Marigold
He's there, 'case I want(won) it all.
He's scared 'cause I want(won).
He's scared, 'case I want(won) it all.
He's scared 'cause I want(won).
He's there 'case I want(won) it all.
He's scared 'cause I want(won).
He's there 'case I want(won) it all.
He's there 'cause I want(won).
All in all, the clock is slow.
Six colored pictures all in a row.
Of a marigold.
Curmudgeon
I can handle, on the mantle
I'm not sad, 'til I'm home
'Tis the season, and I'm all reason
I have seen and I have grown
She's at the seams
She don't need (x3)
In the seams (x3)
She don't need
Not the seams
I'm a lecher, on the planter
I've set something in the (guard)
In the handle, on the mantle
I'm not Santa, I'm as (good)
She's at the seams
She don't need (x4)
Nothin' seems
At the seams (x2)
She don't need
(solo)
My model lady, can you save me?
It's the sulfur I have drunk
'Tis the season, and I'm all reason
I have fleas, so run on home
She's at the seams
She don't need (x6)
At the seams (x2)
She don't need
D7
Straight as an arrow
Defect, defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject, reject
Towards antisocial
Dull, dull, so dull
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday, mayday
Gonna leave this region
They'll take me with them
Dimension seven
Even In His Youth
Even in his youth (x3)
He was nothin'
Kept his body clean (x3)
Goin' nowhere
Daddy was ashamed (x3)
He was somethin' (he was nothin')
Disgrace the family name (x3)
He was somethin' (goin' nowhere)
He was born for your crew
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back a slave
(repeat) -- a-yeah!
(solo)
He was born for your crew
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back again -- I'm dyin'
Even in his youth
Even in his youth, yeah, yeah
Even in his youth
Even in his youth, yeah, yeah (x3)
Yeah, yeah (x5)
The Money Will Roll Right In
I'm goin' to Hollywood, they'll see that I'm so good
I won't care how I feel, and I'll get to fuck Brooke Shields
I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
I would give you some, if you only would have treated me nice
You'll wish that you did, you'll feel pretty stupid
I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
(solo)
I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
It's fun to be a star, it's nice to have a car
Yeah, you'll have to admit, that I'll be rich as shit
And I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
The money will roll right in
Spectre
To hope is (admittance)
Feed before beginnin'
Double-sided cynics
Defective image
Don't be so selfish
Leavin' (leave in main ...) (leave and manage)
Follow it far
To find where you are
You haven't grown
Go on alone
Never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
For the next few days
Family circle (moved)
He having moved up
All the styles of heresy
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company
Blandest
You're my favorite, of my saviors
You're my favorite, who knows (2 & 3: hell rose)
You're my favorite, of my favors
You're my razor, oh, no (2 & 3: all raw)
Hey! And the situation wasn't
Quite as intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me what not to become
And the situation wasn't
Quite as intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me what not to be-come,
Come, come, come
(repeat twice)
Help Me, I'm Hungry
Hold me, there's too much tension
(ah-grade) me, I'm fuckin' hungry
Help me, I'm fuckin' cornered
Grade me, you might be right
Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freakin' every day
White light's in sight (inside)
What do you want? Huh?
Cold, naked man, picked off his scabs, and
Fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's fuckin' cornered
Grade him, it might be fun
Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freakin' every day
White light's in sight
I don't know
Hold me, something's happening
Help me, somebody help me
Hold me, I'm fuckin' hungry
Help me, I'm right here, who (where) are you?
Naked man, (you say you saw)
Fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's fuckin' cornered
Grade him, it might be fun
Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freakin' every day
White light's in sight
I don't know
Help me, I'm fuckin' hungry
Help me, I'm fuckin' up
Hold me, some fuckin' help
Aaaahhh! Ahh!
If You Must
I can read, I can write
I can breed, proven flight
(Is my greed), (truth unfold)
Is it me, or my (need?)
Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, assembly line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my words?
(scream)
If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, act it out
Practicing, perfecting
Pressuring, undo me
Undo me, undo me
I will wade, in the fire
To explain, your silence
Idle times, analyzing
We'll compare, all our (sightings) -- come on!
Lost grace, to hear, my voice
I can read, I can write
I can breathe, proven fact
This might be, recent clone
Is it me, or my need?
Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my life?
(scream)
If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, act it out
Practicing, perfecting
Pressuring, undo me
undo me, undo me
undo me, undo me
undo me, undo me -- uhhhhh!
Oh The Guilt
She seems to think, she seems too week
She takes a week to get over it
She likes the sea, she likes to see
She likes to think she has all of it
She likes the sound, she likes the sand
She likes to stand, she can't afford to sit
She likes to be (x3)
She's into guilt
Guilt (x3)
She likes to think, she likes to drink
She seems too weak, she takes all of it (all the rent)
She likes the time, she owns the time
She borrows time, to self-invent
She seems too weak, she likes to see
She likes to think she has all of it (all the rent)
She likes the sand, she likes to stand
She likes to sit, she likes to go
Go (x3)
(solo)
(repeat 1st three verses)
She likes to be (x3)
She likes to go
Go (x7)
Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
that you're only supposed to use once and then discard.
Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend.
My shyness, pet her flow.
She's only been five months late,
even though we haven't had sex for a week.
A mil a day, a mil, I say.
And my heart's made my....
Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis.
She was tied up in chains, and someone helped her in the freezer.
She's only five weeks late,
and I haven't had a date forever...
ever...ever...forever!
Wish I had more...more opportunity,
more chances to remember some things
so I couldn't have so much pressure on my...
on my...on my, um...ah, on my...um...um...head.
(solo)
We'd have so much more diversity,
and so much more input, so much more creative flow,
if we had someone in school, a (GIT)...
GIT...geeks...in...town.
Ha!...Come on, Dave, think of one...
(Dave: inaudible)
It should be GIC, geeks with (Charvels)
No, GWC
Fuck, man, this is a waste of time!
(laughs) One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!
(solo)
You're personally responsible for...
the entire strip...to be washed away...
cleansed...as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
flowed through the strip and were set on fire.
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight.
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom,
and his...silk...
and he...he erected a beautiful city...
a city of stars.
(solo)
Return Of The Rat
You better watch out
You better beware
They're coming from all sides of the country
You better beware
Return of the rat (x3)
No, no, no, no!
Return of the rat (x3)
No, no, no, no,
No, no, no!
(cough)
They better confess
Well, they better confess
They started this mess
I know, I seen 'em do it
They better confess
Return of the rat (x3)
Return of the rat (x3)
Oh, no, no, no
No, no, no, no!
(solo)
(repeat 1st verse)
Return of the rat (x3)
No, no, no, no!
Return of the rat (x3)
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no!
(solo)
Here She Comes Now
Now, if she ever comes now, now
If she ever comes now, now
If she ever comes now
Now, if she ever comes now, now
If she ever comes now, now
If she ever comes now
Oh-oh, she looks so good
Oh-oh, she's made out of wood
She says so
(repeat three times, increasing tempo each repeat)
(heavy guitar riff from second repeat of the chorus)
(Third repeat of chorus)
Oh-oh, she looks so good
Oh-oh, she's made out of wood
Oh-oh, she looks so good
Oh-oh, she's made out of wood
Sayyyyy
If she ever comes now, now
Now
Aaaaahh! If she ever comes now, now
Ever, ever, ever comes now, now
Ever comes, never comes, now, now
Now, now, now, now, n-n-n-n-n-now, now
Ever comes now, now
Now, ahhhhhh!
Oh 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
Moist Vagina
Aaaaaahhhhh!
She had a moist vagina
I particularly enjoyed the circumference
The perceptive walls of her anus
Of her anus
I preferred her to any other
Marijuana (x3)
She had a moist vagina
I preferred her to any other
Marijuana (x12) -aaaaaaaaaaaahh!
I hate myself and want to die
Running nose and runny yolk
Even if you have a cold, still
You can cough on me again
I still haven't had my full fill
In the someday, what's that sound? (x4)
Broken heart and broken bones
Finger plaster-cast of the horse pills
One more quirky, cliched phrase
You're the one I want to refill
In the someday, what's that sound? (x4)
(spoken very softly behind the guitar)
(Words are broken lives)
Five pieces of board, turned round
Attached to the skull by common wood screws
A child would like to do it
In the someday, what's that sound? (x4)
(Repeat verse and chorus)
Verse Chorus Verse
And if you save yourself, you will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar, then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes, then you'll make his happy
He'll cover you with grass, then you'll make him happy now
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
The clues that came to you -- uuuhhhh
And if you cut yourself, you will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar, then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes, then you'll make him happy
He'll cover you with grass, then you'll make him happy now
(chorus)
(solo)
(chorus)
And if you fool yourself, you will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar, then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes, then you will seem happy
You'll wallow in the shit, then you'll think you're happy now
(chorus)
Junkyard
I'm long gone from (vertical)
Somewhere South is stopping (me)
I'm long gone from the American Dream
YOu may decide it's not for me
I'm long gone but I'll let you through
You may decide it's not for you
I'm long gone, but I'll let you through
You may decide there's nothing theree
Born in a junkyard (x8)
Gone
I'm long gone but I'll let you through
You may decide that it's not that good
I'm long gone but I'll let you leave
You may decide on stopping me
(repeat 2nd verse)
(chorus)
(solo)
(chorus)
Gone (x16)
Spank Thru
This song is for lovers out there
And the little light in the trees
And the flowers have gingivitis
And the birds fly happily
We're together once again my love
I need your back, oh baby baby
I can't explain just why
We lost it from the start
Cause living without you girl
You'll only break my heart
I can feel it
I can hold it
I can mend it (bend it)
I can shape it
I can mold it
I can cut it
I can taste it (paste it)
I can spank it
Smack it, beat it, masturbate it
I've been looking for days now (day-glow?)
Always hearing the same old
City boy won't you spank thru?
I can make you tell things you won't think you ever could
Do You Love Me?
You really like my limousine
You like the way the wheels roll
You like my seven inch leather heels
And goin' to all of the shows
But...
Do you love me?
Really love me?
Do you love me?
You like the credit cards and private planes
Money can really take you far
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
And the sound of electric guitars
You really like rock 'n' roll
All of the fame and the masquerade
You like the concerts and studios
And all the moeny honey that I make
Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans they know your face
From all of the magazines
[heckling]
Down In The Dark
Down In The Dark
Baby you're going Down In The Dark
Show my lonely night is fallen and I don't have very long
Think (I) might of broke my boil
Within my face might burn
You're gonna make it better for a little while
Baby you're gonna die someday
See you in your crowded wasted , then you start to fade
That when we start singing faster
I wouldn't wait so long
Won't get any easier in the Dark
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeahh
You Will, You Will, You Will....
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