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Vitalogy
Released December 6th, 1994Last Exit
Life's a game of chess, "Look ma, watch me crash" No time to question, why'd nothing last Grasp and hold on, we're dyin' fast Soon be older, and I will be last Let the ocean swell, dissolve 'way my past Three days maybe longer, won't even know I've left Under your tounge, I'm not content I will give you what, you're not s'posed to have Under my breath, I swear by sin For better or for worse, a best we began Let the sun climb, oh, burn 'way my mask Three days maybe longer, shed my skin at last, shed, shed Let the sun shine, burn 'way my mask Three days maybe longer, won't even find me here Let the ocean dissolve 'way my past Four days, never stronger Let my spirit pass Ooh This is, this is... My last exitSpin The Black Circle
See this needle, a see my hand Drop, drop, dropping it down, oh, so gently Well here it comes, touch the plane Turn me up, won't turn you away Spin, spin, spin the black circle Spin, spin, spin the black, spin the black Spin, spin, spin the black circle Spin, spin, whoa Pull it out, a paper sleeve Oh, my joy, only you deserve conceit Oh so big, my whole world I'd rather you, rather you, than her Spin, spin, spin the black circle Spin, spin, spin the black, spin the black Spin, spin, spin the black circle Spin, spin, whoa Oh You're so warm, oh, ritual When I lay down your crooked arm Spin, spin, spin the black circle Spin, spin, spin the black, spin the black Spin, spin, spin the black circle Spin, spin Spin the black Circle Spin the black circle Spin, spinNot For You
Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Mohammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate somehing, don't you do it too, too Small my table, a sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from? Stormed my room! And you dare say it belongs to you, to you This is not for you Oh, not for you, ah, you Scream, my friends, don't call me Friends, no they don't scream My friends don't call, my friends don't All that's sacred comes from youth Dedication, naive and true With no power, nothing to do I still remember, why don't you, don't you This is not for you Oh, never was for you, fuck you This is not for you Oh, this is not for you, yeah, you This is not for you Oh, not for you Oh, youTremor Christ
Winded is the sailor, drifted by the storm Wounded is the organ he left all bloodied on the shore Gorgeous was his savior sees her drowning in his wake Daily taste the salt of her tears, but chance blamed fate Little secrets, tremors, turn to quake The smallest oceans still get big, big waves Ransom, pay the devil, he whispers pleasing words Triumphant are the angels if they can get there first Little secrets, tremors, turn to quake The smallest oceans still get big, big waves I'll decide Take the dive Take my time Not my life Wait for signs Believe in lies to get by It's divine Oh, you know what it's like Turns the bow back and Drops the line Puts his faith and love in tremor ChristNothingman
Once divided, nothing left to subtract Some words when spoken, can't be taken back Walks on his own, with thoughts he can't help thinking Future's above, but in the past he's slow and sinking Caught a bolt 'a lightnin', cursed the day he let it go Nothingman Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman She once believed, in every story he had to tell One day she stiffened, took the other side Empty stares, from each corner of a shaped prison cell One just escapes, one's left inside the well And he who forgets, will be destined to remember, oh, oh, oh Nothingman Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman Oh, she don't wan't him Oh, she won't feed him, after he's flown away Oh, into the sun, ah, into the sun Burn, burn, burn, burn Nothingman Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman Nothingman Coulda' been something Nothingman Oh, ohh, ohhWhipping
Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet Don't need a bandage, there's too much, blood After a while, seems to roll right off, hmm Whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah They're whipping, ah, they're whipping Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached Oh, don't get behind, I can't fall back Why must we trust all these rusted rails? They don't want no change, we already have They're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah They're whipping, ah, they're whipping Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved! Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough I can't believe a thing they want us to, oh Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too Oh, they're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah They're whipping, ah, they're whipping They're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah They're whipping, yeah, they're whippingPry, To
P-r-i-v-a-c-y, it's priceless to me... P-r-i-v-a-c-y...Corduroy
The waiting drove me mad, you're finally here and I'm a mess I take your riches back, can't let you roam inside my head I don't want to take what you can give I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather run but I can't walk Guess I'll lie alone just like before I'll take the varments back, oh, and I must refuse your test Push me and I will resist, this behavior's not unique I don't want to hear from those who know They can buy, but can't put on my clothes I don't want to limp for them to walk Never would have known of me before I don't want to be held in your debt I'll pay it off in blood then I'll be wed I'm already cut up and half dead I'll end up alone like I began Everything has chains, absolutely nothing's changed Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my teacher I don't want to take what you can give I would rather starve than eat your breast All the things that others want for me Can't buy what I want because it's free Can't buy what I want because it's free Can't be what you want because I'm I ain't s'posed to be just fun Oh, to live and die, let it be done I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I beganBugs
I got bugs I got bugs in my room Bugs in my bed Bugs in my ears Their eggs in my head Bugs in my pockets Bugs in my shoes Bugs in the way, I feel about you Bugs in my window, trying to get in They don't go nowhere Waiting, waiting Bugs on my ceiling, crowded the floor Standing, sitting, kneeling A few block the door And now the questions: Do I kill them? Become their friend? Do I eat them? Raw or well done? Do I trick them? I don't think they are that dumb Do I join them? Looks like, that's the one I got bugs on my skin Tickle my nausea I let it happen again They're always taking over Aw, see they surround me I see See them deciding my fate Ah, that was just once What was once up to me, but now it's too late I got bugs in my room, one on one That's when I had a chance I'll just stop now I'll become naked And let them all become oneSatan's Bed
It's not all been said, been said and done I've never slept in Satan's bed Although I must admit, still visits my place Uninvited, as you know, he don't wait Funny how he always seems to fit in Funny how I always want to give in Sundays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursday, the same Sometimes the special guest, he don't like to leave Already in love Already in love Already in love Already Who made, who made up, made up the myth That we were born to be covered in bliss? Who set the standard, born to be rich? Such fine examples, skinny little bitch Model, role model, roll some models in blood Get some flesh to stick, so they look like us I shit and I stink, I'm real, join the club I'd stop and talk, but I'm already in love It's torture, it's torture, more torture Already in love Already in love Already in love Already Never shook Satan's hand, look see for yourself You'd know it if I had, that shit don't come off I'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both Jump off a cliff, don't need your help so back off I'll never suck Satan's dick Again, you'd see it, you know, right round the lips I'll wait for an angel, but I won't hold my breath 'Magine they're busy, think I'm doing okay Already in love Already in love Already in love Already in love Already in love Already in love AlreadyBetter Man
Waiting, watching the clock it's Four o'clock it's got to stop Tell him, take no more She practices her speech as He opens the door And she rolls over And pretends to sleep As he looks her over She lies and says she's in love with him Can't find a better man She dreams in color, she dreams in red Can't find a better man Talking to herself There's no one else Who needs to know She tells herself Memories back when she was Smooth and strong And waiting for the world To come along She swears she knew that Now she swears he's gone She's lies and says she's in love with him Can't find a better man She dreams in color, she dreams in red Can't find a better man She lies and says she still loves him Can't find a better man She dreams in color, she dreams in red Can't find a better man She loves him She don't want to leave this way She feeds him That's why she'll be back again Can't find a better manAye Davanita
Awooh, aye davanita, awooh, awooha... Awooh, aye davanita, awooh, awooha...Immortality
Vacate is the word, vengeance has no place so near to her Cannot find the comfort in this world Artificial tear, vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere A truant finds home, a wish to hold on But there's a trapdoor in the sun, immortality As privilaged as a whore, victims in demand for public show Swept out through the cracks beneath the door Holier than thou, how? Surrendered, executed anyhow Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor A truant finds home, a wish to hold on to He saw the trapdoor in the sun Immortality I cannot stop the thought, of running in the dark Coming up a which way sign, all good truants must decide Oh, stripped and sold, mom, auctioned forearm And whiskers in the sink Truants move on, cannot stay long Some die just to live OhhHey Foxymophandlemama,
That's Me (Stupid Mop)Don't you want people to love you? My spanking, that's the only thing I want so much Spanking, that's the only thing I want so much That's the only thing I want so much Don't you want people to love you? My spanking, that's the only thing I want so much That's the only thing I want so much Why is that better than being hugged? Why is that better than being hugged? Because you get closer to the person Closer to the person Why is that better than being hugged? Because you get closer to the person Closer to the person Just like a person having sex feels cared for We wanna be loved, so we have sex together And they feel loved about that And this is the way it makes me feel, loved I want it, I dream about it, I think about it, I want it Just like a girl wants sex with a boy, you know? It's the way I'll always be probably My last one was born in the system See, they're stupid, very stupid, those people over there They're stupid These people are so below mentality, honest to God, really You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me This mentality, honest to God, really You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me Honest to god, really You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me Bug me, bug me, he got the nerve to bug me Everything seems so hateful Everything seems so hateful And I, I don't know if that's my imagination, but, umm Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me And I don't know if that's my imagination, but, umm Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me Think they got me Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me, hmm Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me Know if that's my imagination, but, umm Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me She prides herself on her cleaning habits She prides herself on her cleaning habits Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me She prides herself on her cleaning habits She prides herself on her cleaning habits It's a lovely stupid mop, it is There's something really screwy about no streaking Is it any old dumb mop? It streaks Come on mop, no streaking mop I don't mind mop the floor, my mop streaks, I don't like it It's not me, it's the mop Come, I bought some new mops Go away you stupid, dumb old sponge mop I don't believe it, now the floor looks beautiful I don't believe it, now the floor looks beautiful I don't believe it...old sponge mop Dumb old sponge mop Dumb old sponge mop Old sponge mop Dumb old sponge mop You're right, this mop's stupid Dumb old sponge mop I don't believe it, now the floor looks beautiful That's why they call me mophandlemama Now the floor looks beautiful That's why they call me mophandlemama That's why they call me mophandlemama That's why they call me mophandlemama It'd be two weeks before she could see her psychiatrist The twenty-third of May, you know she disturbed no one today The manager told her to completely forget If you ever go to bed, I'll kill you Do I tell the whole world that I'm mentally ill? Go to the papers, yeah, why not? Drum roll I want to show them that I can walk on my own without hands of theirs And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself Keep it to myself, keep it to myself I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? Very much so Think I deserve to be loved Keep it to myself, keep it to myself I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? To be loved, don't you? But I keep it to myself Keep it to myself, keep it to myself I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself Keep it to myself, keep it to myself I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? Very much so Do you ever think that you would actually, really kill yourself? Well, if I have thought about it real, uhh, real deep Yeas, I believe I would I have thought about it real, uhh, real deep Yes, I believe I would And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself Keep it to myself, keep it to myself That I can walk without hands of theirs And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself Keep it to myself Keep it to myself I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? Very much so Do you ever think that you actually would kill yourself? Well, if I have thought about it real, uhh, real deep Yes, I believe I would
