Dirt, Just Filmography

• God's Tackle Box
  2007, role: actor , character name: The Custodial Crippler Just Dirt

Dirt Filmography

• Waters Rising
  2007, role: actor , character name: Dirt
• Backstage Pass 3: Uncensored!
  2005, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Society 1: Fearing the Exit
  2005, role: actor , character name: Himself

Dirt

Fame has its price. She's here to collect.||Get the dirt.

Cast

• Courteney Cox
• Ian Hart
• Josh Stewart
• Jeffrey Nordling
• Will McCormack
• Laura Allen
• Kyra Oser
• Alexandra Breckenridge
• Johnny Drocco
• Rick Fox
• Shauna Stoddart
• Ankur Bhatt
• Eric Reinholt
• Alexi Wasser
• Ryan Eggold
• Carly Pope
• Shannyn Sossamon
• Julie Claire
• Andrew Leeds
• Michael Perez
• Brandon DeShazer

• Season 1
• Episode 1: Pilot
  [first lines]::Reporter: [to Prince] Prince Tyreese with twenty six points and a triple double. How ...
• Episode 2: Blogan
  Lucy Spiller: [to her boss Brent Barrow] Uh she's like 23... she's way too old for you.::Brent Barro...
• Episode 3: Ovophagy
  Brent Barrow: I heard you showed a video of sharks eating each other in the womb. Rumor has it that ...
• Episode 4: What to Expect When You're Expecting
  Lucy continues to blackmail basketball star Prince Tyreese into helping her track down a missing R&B...;
• Episode 5: You Don't Know Jack
  Willa McPherson: [into the phone] Is that what you think? That you can just shit all over me and thi...
• Episode 6: The Secret Lives of Altar Girls
  Lucy sends Willa to investigate the murder of a teenage girl in a small California town, and she del...
• Episode 7: Come Together
  Willa's excitement over her first story fades when her source, Maddy, takes back her story about the...
• Episode 8: The Thing Under the Bed
  Lucy Spiller: Do you trust me?::Holt McLaren: I don't even like you.::Lucy Spiller: I don't like you...
• Episode 9: This Is Not Your Father's Hostage Situation
  Sammy Winter, a former child actor, takes the entire office of 'Dirt Now' hostage in their own build...
• Episode 10: The Sexxx Issue
  Lucy proposes to do a sex-themed issue of 'Dirt Now' as a means of getting the office staff to relax...
• Episode 11: Pap Smeared
  Don meets an ambitious, but naive, fellow paparazzi, named Marqui Jackson, whom tags along to help h...
• Episode 12: Caught on Tape
  When the porno videotape of the drugged Julia and Johnny Gage surfaces on the Internet, a distraught...
• Episode 13: Ita Missa Est
  Tina Harrod: Lucy, if I was actually vying for your job, do you think I would just walk into the off...
• Season 2
• Episode 1: Welcome to Normal
  Lucy is unconscious and in the hospital after the brutal knife attack by Julia Mallory, who blames '...
• Episode 2: Dirty, Slutty Whores
  Lucy sends Don out to the L.A. County Jail to photograph a Paris Hilton-type celebrity débutante, Mi...
• Episode 3: God Bless the Child
  Brent decides it's time to make the fact that he's the boss known to Lucy by allying himself with no...
• Episode 4: Ties That (Don't) Bind
  Anna: Are you crazy?::Don Konkey: Yeah, but that's not important....
• Episode 5: What Is This Thing Called?
  Lucy and Holt make serious decisions about their love affair, or lack of it as she hires a British p...
• Episode 6: And the Winner Is
  [watching Mia french-kiss Sharlee Cates on live TV during an awards show]::Lucy Spiller: It's tired,...
• Episode 7: In Lieu of Flowers
  Lucy is hit with two deaths; first when Brett Barrow is found dead in his new car from accidental ca...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Dirt - Phish
• Dirt - Iggy Pop
• Dirt - Lou Reed
• Dirt - Depeche Mode
• Dirt - Alice In Chains
• Dirt - Bouncing Souls
• Dirt - Assemblage 23
• Dirt - Anything Box
• Dirt - Mary Mary
• Dirt - Swellers
• Dirt - Heatmiser
• Dirt - Mission Of Burma
• Dirt - Kate Nash
• Dirt - Lee Kernaghan
• Dirt - The Stooges
• Dirt - Monster Squad
• Dirt - Amenta
• Dirt - Deathboy
• Dirt - Left For Dead
• Dirt - Death In Vegas
• Dirt - Resident Evil Soundtrack
• Dirt - House of Wax Soundtrack
• Dirt - Dean Brody
• Dirt - Megan Moss
• Dirt - Drt
• Dirt - Stooges
• Dirt - Masters Of Ceremony
• Dirt - Mcqueen
• Dirt - Veljanov
• Dirt - Yvonne

Washed up on shore...
Washed up on shore...
I'd like to live beneath the dirt
A tiny space to move and breathe is all that I would ever need
I want to live beneath the dirt
Where I'd be free from push and shove like all those swarming up above
Beneath your heals I'll spend my time
Shout your name into the wind
I'll wiggle in the earth and dew
Shout your name into the wind
And somtimes I will think of you
Shout your name into the wind
And if you ever think of me
Kneel down and kiss the earth
And show me what this thought is worth
I'll never hear your voice again
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout yout name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...

Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
'Cause I'm burning inside
'Cause I'm yearning inside
And I'm the fire of life
Yeah alright
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
'Cause I'm burning inside
'Cause I'm yearning inside
And do you feel it?
Said do you feel it
When you touch me?
I said do you feel it
When you touch me?
I'm fire
Well, it's a fire
Yeah alright
Oh it's just a burning inside
Oh it's just a yearning inside
Said do you feel it?
I said do you feel it
When you cut me?
Said do you feel it
When you cut me?
It's a fire, it's a fire
I'm a fire inside

It's been a long time since I've been spoken to you
Was it the right time?
Your current troubles and you know they'll get much worse
I hope you know how much I enjoyed them
You're a pig of a person, there's a justice in this world
Hey, how about this?
Your lack of conscience and your lack of morality
Well, more and more people know all about it
We sat around the other night, me and the guys,
trying to find the right word
That would best fit and describe you and people like you
That no principle has touched no principles baptized
How about that?
Who'd eat shit and say it taseted good
if there was some money in it for him
Hey, you remember that song by this guy from Texas
whose name was Bobby Fuller?
I'll sing it for you it went like this
I fought the law and the law won

Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
'Cause I'm burning inside
'Cause I'm yearning inside
And I'm the fire of life
Yeah alright
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
'Cause I'm burning inside
'Cause I'm yearning inside
And do you feel it?
Said do you feel it
When you touch me?
I said do you feel it
When you touch me?
I'm fire
Well, it's a fire
Yeah alright
Oh it's just a burning inside
Oh it's just a yearning inside
Said do you feel it?
I said do you feel it
When you cut me?
Said do you feel it
When you cut me?
It's a fire, it's a fire
I'm a fire inside

I Have Never Felt Such Frustration
Or Lack Of Self Control
I Want You To Kill Me
And Dig Me Under, I Wanna Live No More
One Who Doesn't Care Is One Who Shouldn't Be
I've Tried To Hide Myself From What Is
Wrong For Me, For Me
I Want To Taste Dirty, A Stinging Pistol
In My Mouth, On My Tongue
I Want You To Scrape Me From The Walls
And Go Crazy Like You've Made Me
You, You Are So Special
You Have The Talent To
Make Me Feel Like Dirt
And You, You Use Your
Talent To Dig Me Under

I wanna be dirty cuz i don't about the clothes I wear I'll be dirty on the street to feel alive it makes me feel alive when i'm dirty i feel clean Clean in my head every inch of me is covered with everything said So give in to the dirty fingers So give in to the dirty streets So give in to the dirty people So give in to the filth So give in

Aghast amidst the grim procession
Of hateful traits in your possession
And there's nowhere to hide when the waves come crashing in (x2)
The silence hums behind your eyes
A veil that shields you from your lies
But when the truth rains down, it'll drown you like a flood (x2)
CHORUS
Enough is enough is too much and it's getting old
You keep looking for reasons you're stuck out in the cold
You're tainted by the company you keep
You're lower than the dirt beneath my feet
The pretense is the provocation
That drives need for retaliation
Destiny is not your friend tonight (x2)
And now you find yourself alone
Where you must reap what you have sown
You brought this bitter harvest on yourself (x2)

(claude s.)
You can hide your precious tears, but it
Won't get rid of all regret. all the colors
Of reform won't lend a hand when you
Decide to fall. so clear away the scars
That were left behind by things you hate.
Will you ever love again? after all the
Dirt is gone?
Wash away the dirt, let your feelings
Hurt, drive away the shame.
Be yourself again.
All this grime is just a sham, the icing
On a cake made of sand now becoming
Dust. where you came from you will
Surely go...
Wash away the dirt, let your feelings
Hurt, drive away the shame. be yourself
Again. wash away the dirt...wash away
The dirt...
Dirt words will always bind you,
Attempt to connect to the guilt that finds
You.in a time of doubt, not greed or
Hunger, do you understand the vice
You're under...? getting older, withered
And tempered, may be too late to stop
Your trembling. slide to the left side of
Your brain, listen to the kind of waves
It's sending. dirt is like a virus deep
Within you, can you see the way
It tries to twist you? lurking
Inside your head I found it,
Wrenching away at the hope you
Needed...
Find the strength, break the
Urge, return...yourself...to you...
Wash away the dirt, let your feelings
Hurt, drive away the shame. be yourself
Again.wash away the dirt...wash away

God made dirt and dirt don't hurt
Funny thing about a garden
Beauty lives within its gates
Bugs and thorns and weeds they grow there
But they all help to create
Vivid color variations
Sweet aromas and sensations
Realize under it all
Something not so beautiful but we all
Need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little bit of dirt to grow
We need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little rain to wash our souls
We need a little bit, I need a little dirt to grow
Life at times can make you weak
And I have cried myself to sleep
'Cause reality makes you cry
But the truth will dry your eyes
Things they just can't stay the same
When you work hard and you pray
Yeah, it may be kind of rough now
But the point I'm trying to make is that we
We all need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little bit of dirt to grow
We need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little rain to wash our souls
We need a little bit, I need a little dirt to grow
Oh, sometimes you may sing for yourself
You struggle hard just to prevail
It's the lesson you need to learn
It's the way you've got to earn
Champions never accept defeat
They fall and get back on their feet
'Cause they know like I know
That if you want to grow we
We all need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little bit of dirt to grow
We need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little rain to wash our souls
We need a little bit, I need a little dirt to grow
We all need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little bit of dirt to grow
We need a little bit, I need a little bit
Need a little rain to wash our souls
We need a little bit, I need a little dirt to grow
Need a little dirt to grow, it will make you better
Need a little dirt to grow, it will make you stronger
Need a little dirt to grow, oh we need it

This is for all my friends and family.
Something I need you to understand.
The accident,
the overdose,
the suicide whatever it was.
Malpractice,
the homicide, etcetera.
Something took me sooner than we planned.
Now take these steps for me.
It might not be what you wanted,
but it's what I need.
No funeral.
There's not a goddamn dime you need to spend.
I won't be there to thank you in the end.
Put me in the ground to decompose
and inside of your heart always.
This is for all my friends.
Who are these motherfuckers?
Behind my eyes,
they never knew me in life.
no casket please.
I'll rot out with the leaves.
clothes for me to wear.
The dirt won't care.
Don’t
scatter any ashes.
Scatter all my things
the deserving ones who really need.
production here,
assholes walk around
and try to get your sympathy and say, "I'm glad it wasn't me."
And with that said,
don't say a prayer for me today.
God and I, we never really spoke anyway.
I tried sometimes, but he never wrote back.
And I know
there's no headstone where I'm lying.
So where do you go when you're crying?
Just hold on to a memory of me

don't be taking him off your hell (?)
don't be taking him off your hell (?)
let go of the black ball (?)
you saw him leave the hell (?)
you are what you adore
you are what you adore
a china doll, you wanted it all
you're a china doll, you don't feel nothing at all
don't be taking him off your hell (?)
or it's something you'll later have
upon your head, but you can't get over him
because you know what's in there
because you know what's in there
a china doll who won't feel nothing at all
you're a china doll and you don't feel nothing at all
and i feel this way
you say he's not in your arms
somethings passed on
but up to me, i'll just call the guard (?)
every one of your need
every one of your other needs
china doll, i don't feel nothing at all
china doll, i don't feel nothing at all
i feel this way all the time

Yeah it's true
But only in part
Actions best forgotten of a desperate heart
And it hurts
This salt in the wound
But what compels them to spend their time bothering you
Don't let them touch you baby
Don't let them make you cry
Don't you waste your time
Trying to find the reason why
They will do what they must do
Yeah it's strange
That vicarious choir
Ever searching for a stage where they might sing higher
And they share
The generous souls
But nothing gets in the way of a story untold
It's not fair
The only intention's to hurt
Always there
The strategy's rumors and dirt
Don't let them touch you baby
Don't let them make you cry
Don't you waste your time
Trying to find the reason why
They will do what they must do
Hey hey
... half day to meddle with our lives
With private tears meant only for their eyes
Reactions haunt, be worthy of legend
Security maybe ... charms
It's not fair
The only intention's to hurt
Always there
The strategy's rumors and dirt
It's not fair
The only intention's to hurt
Always there
The strategy's rumors and dirt
It's not fair
Dirt
Always there

Dirty streets and dirty deals
Doesnt need thinking about
Nor when you're eating your home-cooked meals but
Actually it fucking does
Dirty streets and dirty deals
Doesnt need thinking about
Nor when you're eating your home-cooked meals but
Actually it fucking does
The time that it takes is long
And the hurt that it makes is strong
And those eyes that you see are so young
They're so young
The backs of trucks covered in dirt
Dirt from the road from the track
Dirt from the devil himself
I cant see a way of you getting back
Oh, dirty human being
Everyday, day after day, day after day
Well, there's no way
You'll get away
And the time that it takes is long
And the hurt that it makes is strong
And those eyes that you see are young
They're so young
These are the dirty deals
These are the dirty deals
These are the dirty dirty dirty dirty deals
And home is where the heart is
But I dont see any heart left in you and
Home is where the heart is
But I dont see any heart left in you and
Home is where the heart is
But I dont see any heart left in you and
Home is where the heart is
But I dont see any heart left in you
It's been, been ripped and sliced and torn
Been kicked and beat and smashed and
It's just a routine, just something
Just something that you do every day
There's no hope of getting away
Home is where the heart is
But I dont see any heart left in you and
Couldn't be, not really, not after what you've been through
So, what's left?
What does the world see?
You're just a piece of dirt where a heart used to be
You're just a piece of dirt where a heart used to be
You're just a piece of dirt where a heart used to be
You're just a piece of dirt where a heart used to be

Out in the back block, deep in the scrub,
Way off the highways is a place that we love,
Dirt!
Cause every weekend, itÂ's what we wait here for,
Dust, rocks, Â...
Slam your foot to the floor!
Chorus:
Dirt! IÂ've got it all over me,
IÂ'm covered in a good time,
If you know what I mean!
Dirt! I dig it, I dig it,
Can help to love the way it feels
When we do it in the dirt!
The secret spark, nobody knows,
WeÂ'll make a cap out of brigalow.
Dirt!
Roll out the swag, on the sand,
WeÂ're getting down and dirty,
All the dirty we get!
Chorus:
If you know what I mean!
Dirt! I dig it, I dig it,
Can help to love the way it feels
When we do it in the dirt!
We get that minute, every chance we get,
ItÂ's not too much, that we havenÂ't done yet!
Chorus:
Dirt! IÂ've got it all over me,
IÂ'm coming in a good time,
If you know what I mean!
Dirt! I dig it, I dig it,
Can help to love the way it feels

Ooh, I been dirt
And I don't care
Ooh, I been dirt
And I don't care
...?ause IÅ  burning inside
I'm just a yearning inside
And I'm the fire o' life
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
...?ause IÅ  burning inside
I'm just a dreaming this life
And do you feel it?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
There's a fire
Well, itÅ  a fire
It was just a burning
Yeah, alright
Ooh!
Burning inside
Burning
Just a dreaming
Just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
Play it for me, babe, with love!

self indulge, your own world
of pain and lust, dirt to dust
choose your fate, ones self hate
sell to score, pushing whore
[CH:] X marks the eyes where life used to be
absolution though greed
to the fair weather family
a vicious destructive substitute reality
distributed with no regard
to the lives and homes it disrupts
cold concrete, below your feet
wait in doubt, a small handout
inject your pain to your vain
infect my life you lowlife
good for nothing! good for nothing!
it disrupts! it disrupts! it disrupts!

Every morning after
Will be shades of grey
All spotlight sunrise
Or bruised sunset
When the clock stops
And everything is stale and still
And the rust finally shows
On everything we've gathered
All of your plans
All of your promises
All those revolutions
Your resolve
All of your power
And all your pride
Will all be nothing
Nothing but dirt
In the end what remains?
Not the body
Nor forgotten hours
Drowned in drink
Our lives flicker
The soul is just
A collusion of senses
It's just our deeds
That see morning
Book ended by black
We are water dripping
From leaking, rusted taps
The sound of clocks
Twitching through dust
We are
Flickering embers
In dusty ashtrays
We are the dirt
We are just dregs
We are water dripping
From rusted taps
We are dirt
This is all we paint
Blank canvas, blank canvas
Humanity is aches
Creaking joints
Hunched shoulders
Traces of blood on bed sheets
Persistent benign tumours
This is all we paint
All of your power
And all your pride
Will all be nothing
Nothing but dirt
In the end what remains?
Not the body
Nor forgotten hours
Drowned in drink
Our lives flicker
The soul is just
A collusion of senses
It's just our deeds
That see morning
Book ended by black
We are water dripping
From leaking, rusted taps
The sound of clocks
Twitching through dust
We are
Flickering embers
In dusty ashtrays
We are the dirt
We are just dregs
We are water dripping
From rusted taps

Dirt, damn you, metronome...
Fucking with my skintone.
Desperate urge to call home...
Your son.
Old faces of me stare,
All this makeup, wear and tear.
Diluted innocence...
Gone.
You're moving fast,
Looking so tall...
Just right to enslave me.
We feel just right,
We've got it all...
And everything lately.
I'm always cast,
You never call...
In spite of my bravery.
I'm just the ash
You cause to fall...
By running to save me.
By running to save me...
Running to save me.
Running to save me...
Unreasonable goals,
Emotional holes...
Reset and recover.
Safety-net life,
Whimsical wife...
Nonsensical lover.
Memories of mom,
Brothers have gone...
Dad, are you angry?
Worked on it hard,
All fell apart...
How could you love me?
You're moving fast,
Looking so tall...
Just right to enslave me.
We feel just right,
We've got it all...
And everything lately.
I'm always cast,
You never call...
In spite of my bravery.
I'm just the ash
You cause to fall...
By running to save me.
By running to save me...
Running to save me.

Embrace the image
its not your own
isnt poverty fun
when you can turn it off and on?
youll know oppression
when you no longer have the choice
but for now

This is one thing that I was gonna wait a while before we talked about. Maybe we'll talk about it now, so you can think about it. Because you all, we all, have to make some kind of plans for ourselves. It's a free concert from now on...
But the one major thing you have to remember tonight, when you go back up to the woods to go to sleep, or if you stay here, is that the man next to you is your brother, and you damn well better treat each other that way, because if you don't, then we blow the whole thing, but we've got it right there.
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Country Joe asks:
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Country Joe asks:
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
What's that spell!
"fuck!"
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut
Flinch, you'll get a fucking gun-butt to your gut

Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
'Cause I'm burning inside
I'm just a yearning inside
And I'm the fire o' life
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
'Cause I'm burning inside
I'm just a dreaming this life
And do you feel it?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
There's a fire Well, it's a fire It was just a burning
Yeah, alright
Ooh! Burning inside
Burning Just a dreaming
Just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
Play it for me, babe, with love!

Ooh, I been dirt
And I don't care
Ooh, I been dirt
And I don't care
Cause I'm burning inside
I'm just a yearning inside
And I'm the fire o' life
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Cause I'm burning inside
I'm just a dreaming this life
And do you feel it?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
There's a fire
Well, it's a fire
It was just a burning
Yeah, alright
Ooh!
Burning inside
Burning
Just a dreaming
Just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
Play it for me, babe, with love!

4 year's old my birthday
Opened presents, ate some cake
I took my tonka straight outside to play
In dirt
Six years old, hard line drive
That ball just sailed on by
Cause I was busy writing that name of mine
In dirt
It was my first love
Good as gold
Heaven was a shovel and a two foot hole
Mama should have bought all my clothes in brown
Cause I'd turn 'em that color anyhow
Even between the car and the front steps of that church
Was dirt
Turned sixteen bought a Chevrolet
Four wheel drive, what a happy day
So even if it rained I could play
In dirt
Couple years later, wouldn't you know
Lost my heart at the rodeo
She fell off her horse and was covered head to toe
In dirt
It was my first love
Good as gold
Heaven was a shovel and a two foot hole
It's the reason I'm out here tilling this land
And that rodeo queen's got a ring on her hand
I don't know where I'd be if it weren't
For dirt
I ain't afraid of growing old
Cause when I die I know where I'll go
There'll be no need to cry for me
I won't need your sympathy
When they cover me up with six feet of earth

God, You have a lot of things to show me
If You’re willing, someday I’d really like to see
Use Your mud and water on my eyes, please
Because even dirt sounds better than I have found the dark to be
God, You wrote a book to cultivate me
With Your wisdom, someday I’d really like to read
Tell small stories that I may understand
Turn the pages for me; I can’t seem to use my clumsy little hands
It’s a narrow way
But I’m not blind; I will find ways to stray.
Keep some mud on hand
I can see now

And I'm thinkin' I may as well stay
And I'm thinkin' suicide rage
It's gonna rain today
What I need is time to mend
Broken down my friend I'm near the end
Psychosomaticism, victim of
Perpetual helplessness, guilty of
And I'm sinkin' in clay
Suicide rage
Goin' down through browning fields
Stumbling down, I'll tell ya what I mean
Muddy measures and rotten dreams
Dirt is my blood flowin' like a stream
And I'm sinkin' in clay
Suicide rage
Regurgitating my inner bile
Secrets kept, I'm in denial
Muddy measures and broken dreams
Dirt is my blood flowing like a stream
And I'm thinkin' I may as well stay

Ooh, I been dirt
And I don't care
Ooh, I been dirt
And I don't care
'cause I'm burning inside
I'm just a yearning inside
And I'm the fire o' life
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
'cause I'm burning inside
I'm just a dreaming this life
And do you feel it?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
Said do you feel it when you touch me?
There's a fire
Well, it's a fire
It was just a burning
Yeah, alright
Ooh!
Burning inside
Burning
Just a dreaming
Just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
Play it for me, babe, with love!
Burning inside
Burning
Just a dreaming
Just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming
It was just a dreaming

Don't call it a comeback
I been here for years
Rockin my peers
And puttin suckas in fear
Makin the tears rain down like a monSOON
Listen to the bass go boom!
Yes!
why are you (...) with me
A maniac psycho
And when I pull out my gun
You better be ready
'Cos it might go blow blow blow blow blow
And y'all like me now
I'm gonna take this ity bity world by storm
And just getting warm!
(I i i i i ) I'm going insane
starting a hurricane
Releasing pain
What'dya know
You can't gain and Maintain
Unless you say my name
Ripping, killing, digging and drillin' a hole
Past the ol' gold
Today I'm dirty
And I want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know, I'm just dirt!
Yesterday i was pretty
And i want to be dirty
Tomorrow i know i am just dirt
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
YES!
Don't you call this a regular jam
I'm gonna rock this land
I'm gonna take this ity bity world by storm
And I'm just gettin' warm!
Come on!
Shadow boxin when I heard you on the radio
Uh! I just don't know
What made you forget that I was raw?
Tell it to the fuckers on the dancefloor
Yes!
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
Today, we know just who we are

What's the worst you'd do
To exploit all the lacerations,
To address all the conversations
You had with yourself, to keep yourself amused?
A bruise is just a bruise
And it looks good on you.
And if you milk the attention
And spread some more lies,
Then they'll side with you, yeah!
Yes this is an argument 'coz I came here to fight.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yes this is a confrontation, still you wanna hide.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Keep reciting your fabrications, make them proud.
'Coz you, you are who you hang with!
DIRT! DIRT! DIRT! DIRT! DIRT! DIRT!
It's the best you can do
To win worthless admiration,
To protect all your inner hatred
You kept to yourself, so you could play it cool.
A fool is just a fool
And they're surrounding you
And as you milk the attention,
Adopt their opinions
So they will like you!
Yes this is an argument 'coz I came here to fight.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yes this is a confrontation, still you wanna hide.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Keep reciting your fabrications, make them proud.
'Coz you, you are who you hang with!
DIRT! DIRT! DIRT! DIRT! DIRT! DIRT!
Yes this is an argument 'coz I came here to fight.(4x)
Yes this is an argument 'coz I came here to fight.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yes this is a confrontation, still you wanna hide.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Keep reciting your fabrications, make them proud.
'Coz you, you are who you hang with!

The shy king has been wondering
All those years floating on and on
Fears are still calling
For soldiers are still flying
The shy king has been suffering
All those years floating on and on
Screams are still howling
For soldiers are still lying
Lying in dirt
See them lying in dirt
See them lying in dirt
See them lying in dirt
Holy dirt
The sons of perished
Are lost in the sun
No sounds of fear
Spectacular grave
The sounds of terror
Red dust in the skies
No sons no fear
Spectacular proof
Teardrops no border
A shy king forgotten
Fighting with the blind
No matter all gone
Lying in dirt
See them lying in dirt
Holy dirt
Teardrops no border
A shy king forgotten
Fighting with the blind
No matter all gone
The sons of the perished
Are lost in the sun
No sounds of fear
Spectacular grave
The sounds of terror
Red dust in the skies
No sons no fear
Spectacular proof
The sons of the perished
Are lost in the sun
No sounds of fear
Spectacular grave
The sounds of terror
Red dust in the skies
No sons no fear

i'm done doing you undone
baby we're through
giving up perfection is what i do
so take it all out on me
righteus i am, i'm gonna shut my mouth
could you look sweet for me now
you little worm
oh god you gonna miss me when i'm gone
take your dirty hands off me
so i can lay my dirtier hands on you
oh go on curse the one beside you
it's just another way to hold you back
you don't want his skinny arms around you
but it's just another way to hold you back
you know it's just another way to hold you back
i'm sick of being me, i'm sick of being me
emotional flatline is why i leave
i'm ... your back that trashy little fake is gonna take them home/all
this dirty ballad boy is making promises but never calls
is gonna bring the situation to a fall
but i'm done doing you undone
righteus i am, i'm gonna shut my mouth
so go on curse the one beside you
it's just another way to hold you back
you don't want his skinny arms around you
but it's just another way to hold you back
you know it's just another way to hold you back
it's just another way to hold you back