When I look in the mirror
In front of me
In any old mirror
That's in front of me
Trouble trouble
Is all I see
The shadow I cast
Is dark and long
Beware of my shadow
It's dark and long
When I turn your corner
You best be gone
Since the day of my birth
I've known I wasn't right mmmm, mmmm, mmmm
I'm not right
Got something awful
Livin' inside
Oh look out
Well I'm at the end of my rope
And the end of my days
At the end of my rope
At the end of my days
Gonna storm the
Pearly Gates
And make 'em pay
Generation Spokesmodel
Oh I got these looks
That just won't quit
I got at least
A half of some kind of wit
I got a guitar
Check it out
I'm a star
Hey kids how'd I look on
The cover of Spin
Well well
We're all gone
Well well
Right on right on right on
Listen to my songs
I guarantee you'll relate
Look at me
Recognize your face
My daddy's rich
And my mama's good lookin' yeah
Hush little baby
So am I
Well well
We're all gone
Well well
Right on right on right on
Well I'm the spokesmodel
Of your generation baby
I'll leave my shirt
For revalation
Thanks to the kids
For making me who I am
Twenty percent of the gross
Goes straight to the man
Well well
We're all gone
Well well
Right on right on right on
What Moves the Heart
Well who moves the ocean
With his pull
And the sun keeps a risin'
Over the hill
Bodies in motion
Mixed emotions
Why oh why oh why
Won't my heart be still
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves what moves
What moves the heart
What moves what moves
What moves the heart
What moves what moves
What moves the heart
What moves, what moves
What moves the heart
Yeah, the heart keeps beatin'
With your presence in mind
Blood pressure rise
When you walk by (ah)
Gravitate to your pull
I gravitate to your pull
Fell into your orbit
Like some kind of satellite
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves what moves
What moves the heart
What moves what moves
What moves the heart
What moves what moves
What moves the heart
What moves what moves
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves the heart
What moves (ah)
Today is a Good Day
Nothin' but dust
Dripping out the pump
The cows are milking blood and
God only knows what that is
Rainin' down from above
Today is a good day
Today is a good day
Today is a good day
Today is a good day
The crops are all diseased
Rotten fish line the dried river bed
Orphans cry from the alley
Nearly every mother's dead
I can't help but wonder
I can't help but wonder
Can't help but wonder
Will you be next
Today is a good day
Today is a good day
I've still got you
Today is a good day
Today is a good day
I've still got you
Watchin' you in your fitful sleep
There's one thing I pray
Please please
God Let tomorrow be as good as today
Today is a good day
Today is a good day
I've still got you
Today is a good day
Today is a good day
I've still got you
I've still got you
I've still got you
I've still got you
Into Yer Schtik
You're so tormented
Demented
Indebted
To all the assholes
Just like you
Who've come and gone
Before you predictable
Just plain dull
Why don't you
Blow your brains out, too
You're so into yer shtik
You're so hounded
Ungrounded
Surrounded
By scum suckin' leeches
Who will shovel your shit
Sweep your dirt up before and after, man
Feed your ego
They never tell you no
All of you
Make me sick
You're so into yer shtik
And they're all into your shtik
Well, Mitchell's got a new girl
She's nineteen
Hollywood model
Star of the screen
Well, she's up here
To support the scene
It's all part
Of his rock and roll fantasy
Stan was at the bar
With bandaged hands
They tried to dry him out
And he got mad
Cut his fist
Punchin' hospital glass
Made his myth
Now he's trapped
Susie's just a girl
Who's doin' her job
That came to New York
And wanted a car
Workin' with the management
To the stars
Kissin' ass
Is a part of the job
Well, it's part of the job
Yeah, it's part of the job
Oh she loves her job
What the hell
She does it so well
I'm not perfect
I've lived a life of mistakes
I'm not perfect
But there's one thing I can't take
You are into yer shtik
You're so into yer shtik
And they're so into yer shtik
Fuck you, you make me sick
In My Finest Suit
Oh I can't remember
The day I was born
But I can clearly see
The day I die
A lot of wrong went on
Between the two
You came along
And somehow made it right
Oh I got you I got a lot to lose
Yeah, I got you
Got a lot, a lot to lose
Oh I came naked
Into this world
Oh unprepared
For the horrible truth
Got wrapped up
In a web of lies
On the day I die
They'll wrap me in my finest suit
Well, I got my suit
And I got you
Oh I got a lot to lose
Got a lot, a lot to lose
I'd give up anything for you
Wish I could
Do what you did for me
Wish I could
Make it all worth while
Do you need me
Like I need you
Will you be with me
On the day I die
Oh I got you
That's a lot to lose
Got a lot, a lot to lose
Got a lot, a lot, a lot to lose
I'll give up everything for you
F.D.K. (Fearless Doctor Killers)
Daddy was a rapist
For the word of God
Even Baptist preachers
Gotta get off
Had the sisters
Of the congregation
Down on their knees
My ma was one of these
He told them
Be fruitful, multiply
Be fruitful, multiply
Mama says I'm lucky
That I'm here at all
Daddy refused to pay
What that evil doctor cost daddy was a right
And righteous man
Didn't want his first born son
Dumped in no garbage can
Save the baby
Kill the doctor
Save the baby
Kill the doctor
I'm all for life
Till the bastard's born
After that
He's out on his own
And if he does crime
Tryin' to survive
I'll make damn sure
He gets electrified
Save the baby
Kill the doctor
Save the baby
Kill the doctor
I kill for you
Baby Jesus
I kill for you
Little baby Jesus
Orange Ball-Peen Hammer
Runnin' nightly
Through the streets of Jacksonville
Seekin' out swampy refuge
In some Florida glade
Oh ain't no refuge
In the Everglades, my friend
No buffalo
Left in the Everglades
Ball-peen hammer
Goin' for my head
Florida buffalo
Long since dead
Squeeze my orange
Till the juice runs down my leg
Caught in the movie house
Orange juice on my leg
Landed in jail
Lost my turn
~Let me tell you now~
A day without orange juice
Is like a night in jail
Ball-peen hammer
Goin' for my head
Runnin' with orange juice
Drippin' down my leg
Ball-peen hammer
Goin' for my head
Florida orange juice
Drippin' down my leg
Ball-peen hammer
Goin' for my head
Florida buffalo
Long since dead
Crankcase Blues
Got that crank shaft stickin'
Straight into your center line
When the piston goes down
Your blood is sure to poison your mind
Got a broke down engine
But you're not losin' any speed
Goin' downhill so fast
You're sure to burn, sure to burn
Sure to burn and bleed
Fully cranked weeks at a time
Believin' you're some kind of machine she gave you water
When you asked for gasoline
Got a broke down engine
But you're not losin' any speed
Goin' downhill so fast
You're sure to burn, sure to burn
Sure to burn and bleed
Got a mess of problems
That you insist on tellin' everyone
Too bad, too bad, too bad
Your motor mouth still runs and runs
Got a broke down engine
But you're not losin' any speed
Goin' downhill so fast
You're sure to burn, sure to burn
Sure to burn and bleed
Execution Style
You got me on the choppin' block
Threatenin' to cut me off
If that's the way you get your kicks
Come on, make it clean and quick
I don't care what you do
I just wanna get next to you
Execution style
Baby, baby, I'm hangin' loose
Danglin' on the end of your noose
Squeeze it so my neck'll go snap
You know I'm diggin' where you're at
I just wanna get next to you
I don't care what you do
I don't care what you do
I just wanna get next to you
Execution style
Baby, baby, I don't care
Baby, baby, I don't care
Baby, baby, I don't care
Strapped to the electric chair
I just wanna get next to you
I don't care what you do
I don't care what you do
I just wanna get next to you
I just wanna get next to you
I don't care what you do
I don't care what you do
I just gotta get next to you
Execution style
Dissolve
Watch me now
They line 'em up
They make 'em stand tall
They line 'em up
Just to watch 'em fall
Oh I don't think I can take no more
And I don't think I want no more
Gonna walk right through that open door
And lock it tight behind me
No, I don't like it here
No, I don't like it at all
No, I don't like it here
Watch me while I (I, I ) dissolve
I'm gone
But I know where to find you
If I want to
I'm gone
1995
Well, it's 1995, my friend and we're closin' in on the end
Another year for you and me
Time to recognize what you see
What you lookin' at
What you lookin' at
What are you lookin' at
What are you lookin' at
It's 1995 all right
They say I'm lucky to be alive
Yeah, me and everybody else
Along with you and everybody else, huh
What you lookin' at What you lookin' at
What the fuck are you lookin' at
What are you lookin' at
It's gettin' ugly