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Watsky- Sloppy Seconds [Cardboard Castles]
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SLOPPY SECONDS - MORE TROUBLE THAN THEY'RE WORTH IT - FULL ALBUM
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SLOPPY SECONDS - ENDLESS BUMMER LP - FULL ALBUM
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SLOPPY SECONDS - DESTROYED - 20 YEARS ANNIVERSARY EDITION - FULL ALBUM - 27 SONGS
Sloppy Seconds 1989 VHS Piece pt.1
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sloppy seconds - destroyed lp 1. I Don't Wanna Be A Homosexual (0:00) 2. Come Back Traci (5:05) 3. Take You Home (7:07) 4. Black Roses (8:30) 5. Runnin' From The C.I.A. (10:52) 6. The Horror Of Party Beach (12:53) 7. Blackmail (15:01) 8. So Fucked Up (17:50) 9. Germany (20:23) 10. Janie Is A Nazi (22:42) 11. I Want 'Em Dead (25:18) 12. If I Had A Women (28:50) 13. Veronica (31:43) 14. The Candy Man (34:25) 15. Steal Your Beer (35:59) 16. Time Bomb (37:39) released on toxic shock records in 1989
Directed by Hayden Rusk Assistant Director: Claire Wiles Cinematographer: Hayden Rusk and André Shahjanian 1st AC: Justin Vong 2nd Camera: Brandon Bernier Editor: Hayden Rusk Starring Jake Lutz and Lily Florczak Special Thanks To: George Watsky Kim Forbes Tim Wiles Brooke Hames Derrick Beiter Lucas Bugbee Jakob Martinez Gryffon Benepe Olivia McAtee Paige Miltenberger Carter Knight Matt Voltz Tyler Sokanoff Annalena Assaiante Tori Zemp Dylan Christ Kia Soul with Dice in the Mirror See what everyone's saying: http://hometownstation.com/santa-clarita-news/arts-and-entertainment/valencia-high-school-student-speaks-against-addiction http://scvtv.com/?p=14874 https://www.facebook.com/gwatsky/posts/10100150481949891?stream_ref=10 Thank you all for making this happen. haydenrusk@yahoo.com Frisson Films, 2014.
Sloppy Seconds from Watsky's new album 'Cardboard Castles'
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1. The Queen Of Outer Space 00:00 2. Ephedrine Machine 03:12 3. The Thing From Uranus 06:21 4. Fifteen Minutes Or Its Free 10:02 5. Let's Kill The Trendy 12:...
Tom P "Sloppy Seconds" featuring RITTZ Official music video. Download 'Sloppy Seconds' ft. RITTZ on Tom P 'The Preachers Kid' Atlanta rappers, Tom P and RITTZ (Strange Music) release highly-anticipated, official visual for ‘Sloppy Seconds. Full album available now at iTunes https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/the-preachers-kid/id710922560 Amazon http://www.amazon.com/The-Preachers-Kid-Explicit-Tom/dp/B00FAHH09W Spotify https://play.spotify.com/album/3hTs9aZCsQO7PPp3pOUmLs Google Play https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Tom_P_The_Preachers_Kid?id=Bvfn75tf3dhd2sn2tnm7umovmye&hl;=en Follow Tom P On-line Tom P Official Website - http://www.tompraps.com Tom P - Facebook http://www.facebook.com/atltomp Tom P - Twitter http://www.twitter.com/tompatl Tom P - Instagram http://instagram.com/tompatl Tom P - SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/tompatl Subscribe to Tom P's YouTube Channel http://www.youtube.com/tompatl Support #RealAtlanta - Southern hiphop and hard working artists. Check out more new videos from Tom P and RITTZ Tom P ATL Nightmare ft. Jarren Benton (official music video ) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQNYkYXTepw Tom P Red Cups ( official video ) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jwhVEKk2vw RITTZ White rapper ( official video ) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQW5QTOlx_I Tech n9ne, Twista Rittz and more - music videos https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kk2oYNHgz9Y
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Groose and Karl prove to be a bit too eager in Tomodachi Life. This stream had some of the funniest moments ever. Recorded live on http://vinesauce.com. Check out some of my most viewed videos! ► http://bit.ly/vineslaw Subscribing is appreciated! ► http://bit.ly/vinesaucesub Want a Vinesauce shirt or other crap? ► http://bit.ly/vineshop My other youtube channel for full streams. ► http://bit.ly/vinefullsauce Thanks to StickyHunter for the art in the beginning! Full Tomodachi Playlist: (good luck) http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLlc94szfcNDG8-JeCakJui3wihbJ2vbCN
Sloppy Seconds' music video
A fun video that I'm sure will piss off a few close minded individuals.
Enjoy good song.
From an old VHS tape features interviews from members of the band including former guitarist, Danny "Roadkill" Thompson, B.A. and Steve Sloppy. Features song...
Found a bag of old video tapes with some ancient music videos from the days of bombshelter videos.
Sloppy Seconds - "You Got A Great Body, But Your Record Collection Sucks" from the album, More Trouble Than They're Worth on Nitro Records. http://www.facebo...
I took my car in to get it fixed And i give the keys to some teethless hick Who picks his nose and spits I want him dead! And later on i go to shop for cloth...
Hello, Jackalar again! I really hope you enjoy this. I spent my whole afternoon/evening doing this...totally worth it. I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG. Watsky's chann...
Album : More Trouble Than They're Worth (1998) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sloppy_Seconds.
the First Seven Inches . . . and then some
Real women read MORE real messages from Grindr, SCRUFF, and GROWLr Happy PRIDE week! Directed by Tim Paul Featuring Blair Beeken Sayjal Joshi Abby McEnany Jo...
Sloppy Seconds is a Ramones-influenced punk band from Indianapolis that started in the mid-1980s. With such underground hits as "Come Back, Traci" (a tribute to an underaged Traci Lords), "I Want 'em Dead", and "So Fucked up", the band prefers to sing about such topics as pornography, classic horror movies, old TV shows, comic books, alcohol, being fat, and getting drunk. They have been quoted as being proud to be fat, drunk, and stupid.
From July 10, 2013.
Sloppy Seconds - live @ Broadway Joe's, Buffalo, NY 6/28/14 pt.2 shot by Rick Scullion Punk Rick www.facebook.com/punkricksvideos 1. I Don't Wanna Be A Homos...
Watsky performed at Amoeba Hollywood, March 13, 2013. Watch the full performance: http://bit.ly/Z21f4m Buy his albums: http://bit.ly/17Hek5M Follow us on Twi...
Junk rock pioneers, Sloppy Seconds play for a packed house at the Emerson Theater in Indianapolis, Indiana. 8/6/11 Filming credits Shane Rudd Mark Wadkins Ju...
Watsky perform Sloppy Seconds in the BBC Radio 1 Online Lounge for Phil and Dan.
Sloppy Seconds - live @ Broadway Joe's, Buffalo, NY 6/26/14 pt.1 shot by Rick Scullion Punk Rick www.facebook.com/punkricksvideos 1. Black Roses 2. You Got A...
Watsky playing Sloppy Seconds (Live) Warped Tour Holmdel 7/6/14.
Watsky prefoms Sloppy Seconds live at Emo's in Austin,Texas!
Watsky Cardboard Castles Tour 2013, O2 Academy Islington. DOWNLOAD: https://soundcloud.com/matty_xdxd/sets/watsky-cardboard-castles-live 1. Moral Of The Story 2. Energy 3. Seizure Boy 4. Rich Girl 5. Strong As An Oak 6. Sloppy Seconds 7. Stupidass 8. Ugly Faces 9. S For Lisp 10. Drum Solo + Mrs Robinson 11. Tiny Glowing Screens (Part 1) 12. Guitar Solo + Tiny Glowing Screens (Part 2) 13. Wounded Healer 14. Hey Asshole 15. Freestyle 16. Cardboard Castles 17. 4AM Monday [18. IDGAF 19. Ninjas In Paris + Watsky Raps Fast + F#ck An Emcee Name] Recorded on a Kodak Playsport ZX5, thank you to gradansta for help recording. (All Rights To Watsky)
Sloppy Seconds from George Watsky's NYC show on March 30th, 2013. Music copyright George Watsky.
Sloppy Seconds performing "Let's Kill the Trendy" Live at Insubordination Fest 2008 Baltimore, MD.
Sloppy Seconds - live @ Broadway Joe's, Buffalo, NY 6/26/14 pt.3 shot by Rick Scullion Punk Rick www.facebook.com/punkricksvideos 1. You Can't Kill Joey Ramo...
footage of the famous & classic punk band sloppy seconds (Indianapolis) playing somewhere in Philadelphia, PA.
Sloppy Seconds - Live @ 31st Street Pub, Pittsburgh 5/29/10. shot by Rick Scullion punkrick71. www.facebook.com/punkricksvideos.
Watsky Wax hug-a-hater tour Athens GA "Sloppy Seconds" live
This is a record of the song Sloppy Seconds performed by George Watsky live at eldorado in Zürich. It was an amazing show and I wanted to show some of his li...
This is a cover of Watsky because i like it and NO ONE CAN STOP ME OKAY The Rest of My Set: 1980s Shades: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xg4OBPGTE7Y The Monsters Underneath Our Beds: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrtiByRWBzA Also holla at Anthony D'Angelo for filming this for me https://www.youtube.com/user/LegoSharkProductions Places I'm at Other than Here: Twitter: http://twitter.com/edenhain Tumblr: http://edenhain.tumblr.com Flickr: http://flickr.com/photos/edenhain Email Video Responses: edenhain@gmail.com
Sloppy Seconds - Live @ 31st Street Pub, Pittsburgh, Pa. 5/29/10 shot by Rick Scullion punkrick71 www.facebook.com/punkricksvideos.
from the "No time for tuning" live album 1996.
Sloppy Seconds - Live @ 31st Street Pub, Pittsburgh, Pa. 5/29/10 shot by Rick Scullion punkrick71. www.facebook.com/punkricksvideos.
Sloppy Seconds - live @ Broadway Joe's, Buffalo, NY 6/26/14 pt.7 shot by Rick Scullion Punk Rick www.facebook.com/punkricksvideos
Danny Thompson formerly of Sloppy Seconds doing a rare acoustic solo performance of Sloppy Seconds songs at the Melody Inn in indianapolis on 7/30/11 right b...
From an old VHS tape features interviews from members of the band including former guitarist, Danny "Roadkill" Thompson, B.A. and Steve Sloppy. Features song...
TSN Dec 3rd 2008.
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The guys from FuelTV™ and Sloppy Seconds™ came over to hang with the fam, pre-Jemmaly.
We went one-on-one with actress Jenny Wade to talk about her role and what to expect from Feast 2: Sloppy Seconds. For more movie trailers, movie reviews, ce...
"The Pitbull" discusses Rothwell, leaving the UFC, Roach and a potential boxing career
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It's Music Monday. There's swearing in this so be prepared, I guess. I hit a few sour notes but w/e I'm just a girl in her bathroom. Tweet it to Watsky! http...
Brendan's weekend of horror Gunnar (Leatherface) Hansen and Brian O' Halloran talk about there upcoming movie "Brutal Massacre" There is the link to the yout...
Have a listen to Radio 1's Dev interviewing Wiley... He comments on Dizzee, Chipmunk, Kano, Tinchy Stryder, Take That and more.
Kyle (Jim Verraros) intenta ligarse a Troy (Marco Dapper), un guapo modelo de desnudos recién llegado a la ciudad. Aconsejado por sus amigas Gwen (Emily Broo...
Sean Avery's suspension-inducing Sloppy Seconds comment and reactions from teammates.
Every Friday, wake & bake with some SMinspiration from the author of TOUGH SHIT - Mr. SModcast himself, FAT KEV SMITH! In this episode, the Clerks Guy ramble...
Here it is finally - The Rodney Jones Interview (Part 1) from the Spring 2013 podcast of The Unknown Zone Talk Show. Like sports? He's the man from his own p...
SAYS EX-GIRLFRIEND ELISHA CUTHBERT IS SLOPPY SECONDS.
Sloppy Seconds classic with 50's pin-up start B.P..
This song is one of my favorites by Sloppy Seconds, this version wasn't on youtube so i thought i'd share it. This recording came off an actual vinyl record....
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Our first glimpse of the new babies on the island. Featuring the Sloppy Seconds Brothers. This is part 36 condensed into Vinesauce soup. Hope this is enjoyed by Vinesauce fans out there. Credit to original stream from Vinesauce: Site: http://vinesauce.com Twitch: http://www.twitch.tv/vinesauce Vinny on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/vinesauce Vinny's Full Streams: https://www.youtube.com/user/vinesaucefullsauce
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Good day happy time?!?!? Right now?!?! Yes.
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Eating Out 2 Sloppy seconds 2006 Full Movie here: http://fullmoviehdstreaming.blogspot.com/view-0795376 After Marc dumps him, Kyle unites with Gwen and Tiffani to land sexually confused art model Troy by pretending to be straight. However, Marc wants Troy, too, and members from a notorious "ex-gay" group are slipping for the both of them.
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As the seconds count down I get faster... but sloppier as well. How many will die in my desperate attempts to finish this series!? Follow me on Twitter... https://twitter.com/GingerDragonYT ...as well as Twitch for livestreams! http://www.twitch.tv/gingerdragon87 Do you want your game featured on "The Game Prowl"? Send me an email! gingerdragon87@gmail.com
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Marky Ramone comes out and they play a couple Ramones songs at the end.
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Sloppy Seconds perform at CAMP Basement as part of the New Lexicons of Dark event. 30th May 2011.
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Sloppy Seconds is a Ramones-influenced punk band from Indianapolis, Indiana that started in the mid-1980s. They gained notoriety in the underground "punk" scene with songs like "Come Back, Traci" (a tribute to the underage porn queen Traci Lords), "I Don't Want to be a Homosexual", "Jani is a Nazi", "I Want 'em Dead" and "So Fucked up".
The bands unusual and controversial lyrics encompass pornography, classic horror movies, classic television shows, comic books, alcohol, being fat, and getting drunk.
They have been quoted as being proud to be fat, drunk, and stupid. Their name is the slang term for when a man has intercourse with another person who already has received another man's semen in the relevant orifice. In 2008, the group returned after a long hiatus, releasing Endless Bummer, their first full-length in ten years. Sloppy Seconds' first studio album, "Destroyed" will be officially reissued by the band on Kid Tested records. 2009 will mark the 20th anniversary of this album, "Destroyed". This official reissue will feature many additional unreleased tracks. Sloppy Seconds will be on the road for yet another tour. In 2010, Sloppy Seconds toured in support of the 20th anniversary of "Destroyed".
Now once upon a time
In this village of the damned
I took my shot at greatness
And the goddamn gun was jammed
So I'm in a drunken state
'Cause I can't take life straight
And if I dull my eyes enough
The brightness fades
I left my heart in San Francisco
And my brain in Los Angeles
My heart just made me bitter
And my brain just made me dangerous
I don't miss either one
But I look into the sun
And I'd give anything
For one good pair of shades
The world is a wasteland
From Green Bay to Graceland
There's no one fit
To lead the human race
And you all know what we are
The throwbacks, the retards
The ever growing face of human waste
I first fell off the wagon
On the open road to nowhere
And I guess I'd still be draggin'
If I thought that I could go there
And return to sing this song
But I knew all along
It's a one-way trip
And I can't pay the fare
All my heroes are gone
And their figures cast in lead
From the fountains at their feet
To the bird shit on their head
And I can't help but wonder
As they lay six feet under
Did they die for me
[Intro]
[Verse 1:]
Fuck you if you love a car for it's paint job
Love you if you love a car for the road trips
Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar
Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips
Cause you were pressing on the gas just a bit hard
Right in the moment where the road curved a bit sharp
And when you woke up, somebody was unclipping your seat belt and pulling you from the open window of your flipped car
[Hook:]
Cold pizza
Tie-dye shirts
Broken hearts
Give'm here, give'm here
Hand me downs
Give me give me leftovers
Give me give me sloppy seconds
Give em here, give em here
I don't care where you've been
How many miles, I still love you [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Show me someone who says they got no baggage
I'll show you somebody whose got no story
Nothing gory means no glory, but baby please don't bore me
We won't know until we get there
The who, or the what, or the when where
My favorite sweater was a present that I got a couple presidents ago
And I promised that I would rock it till it's thread bare
Bet on it
Every single person got a couple skeletons
So pretty soon, in this room
It'll just be me and you when we clear out all the elephants
Me and you and the elements
We all have our pitfalls
Beer's flat, the cabs have been called
And everybody and their momma can hear the drama that's happening behind these thin walls
[Hook:]
Cold pizza
Tie-dye shirts (tie-dye shirts)
Broken hearts
Give'm here, give'm here
Hand me downs (hand me downs)
Leftovers (leftovers)
Sloppy seconds
Give'm here, give'm here
I don't care where you've been
How many miles, I still love you [x2]
I don't care (cold pizza)
Where you've been (tie-dye shirts)
How many (broken hearts) miles, I still love you
I don't care (hand me downs)
Where you've been (left overs)
How many (sloppy seconds) miles, I still love you
[Verse 3:]
My pattern with women isn't a flattering image
But I don't want to run away because I said so
I don't want to be the guy to hide all of my flaws
And I'll be giving you the side of me that I don't let show
Everything in fashion
That has ever happened
Always coming crashing down
Better let go
But in a couple years it will be retro
You rock Marc Ecko
My shirts have the gecko
Cause in the past man, I was hopeless
But now's when my little cousins look the dopest
(Whoop whoop)
Fuck the fashion po-po
Have a stale doughnut, I don't need no tips
Fuck a five second rule
That's a plan I never understood
It's September in my kitchen in a Christmas sweater
Sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goods
And there is not a single place that I would rather be
I'm fucked up just like you are, and you're fucked up just like me
[Hook:]
Cold pizza (cold pizza)
Tie-dye shirts (tie-dye shirts)
Broken hearts
Give'm here, Give'm here
Hand me downs (oh hand me downs)
Give me give me leftovers (leftovers)
Give me give me sloppy seconds
Give'm here give'm here
I don't care where you've been
How many miles, I still love you [x2]
I don't care (cold pizza)
Where you've been (tie-dye shirts)
How many (broken hearts) miles, I still love you
I don't care (hand me downs)
Where you've been (left overs)
Everyday when I get up, I set my brain for self destruct
Killing myself everyday of my life
I get the shakes and I get the shivers, sweat on palms and holes in my liver
Killing myself everyday of my life
The Bottle sits in front of me and laughs at what it's done to me
The bottle ain't no friend to me but I'm my own worst enemy Cause
Never worry, never want to, never hurry, ain't ever going to
Killing myself everyday of my life
I got a fuse and I'm gonna strike it, God help me cause I think I like it
Killing myself everyday of my life
It ain't easy living lazy and my music drive the neighbors crazy
Killing myself everyday of my life
The Bottle sits in front of me and laughs at what it's done to me
And all my questions go unanswered, as I die of my moral cancer
I can't leave cause it might Rain out I Guess I'll stay inside blow my brains out
Killing myself everyday of my life
I need a savor, I need a real friend, I need a reason to survive the weekend
I don't believe in Rambo or Van Damme or Seagal
But I believe in Buford P.; I believe in "Walking Tall"
What ever happened to the Ambushers and the Wrecking Crew?
Where is the Mean Machine, Bruce Lee, and David Carradine?
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
The Mighty Heroes
Do you believe in Freddy Krueger 'cause he takes so many lives?
Well, I believe in showmanship; I believe in Doctor Phibes
Why do you waste your time on "Halloween Part XXIX"?
And what more could you want than "Planet Earth" and Dylan Hunt?
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
The Mighty Heroes
Though I walk through the Valley of Death, I fear no evil
For I believe in Billy Jack; I believe in Evel Knievel
Don't believe in Rambo or Van Damme or Seagal
But I believe in Jonathan E.; I believe in "Rollerball"
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
The Mighty Heroes
Take back your Sly Stallones, and I'll take Cleopatra Jones
I found the world ain't how it looks, and I learned it all from comic books
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
Oil up your shotgun for the time of your life
And tell the wife that you won't be home tonight
Lock up your daughters in the hickory shack
And jump in the back of my pick-up truck, all right
We're gonna go downtown where the action is
We're gonna plug a couple nigger-lovin' communists
We're never ever ever gonna hear from them again
And it's open season, so open fire!
We got shit for brains and guns for hire!
It's a dirty job, but that's the price you have to pay
Here in Lynchtown
Lynchtown, USA!
Call up my uncle, he's the chief of police,
The justice of peace, and the circuit judge besides
We'll round up a couple of the good ol' boys
We gotta make some noise, but let's leave our hoods behind
We gotta show these long-hairs where it's at
With burning crosses and baseball bats
And they'll never ever be seen or heard again
And in Lynchtown, nobody ever sings
They don't know where they were or know what they did
So it's the easiest thing
And it's open season, so open fire!
We got shit for brains and guns for fire!
It's a dirty job, but that's the price you have to pay
Here in Lynchtown
Lynchtown, USA!
Oil up your shotgun for the time of your life
And tell the wife that you won't be home tonight
Lock up your daughters in the hickory shack
And jump in the back of my pick-up truck, all right
We're gonna go downtown where the action is
We're gonna plug a couple nigger-lovin' communists
We're never ever ever gonna hear from them again
And it's open season, so open fire!
We got shit for brains and guns for hire!
It's a dirty job, but that's the price you have to pay
Here in Lynchtown
Lynchtown, USA!
Call up my uncle, he's the chief of police,
The justice of peace, and the circuit judge besides
We'll round up a couple of the good ol' boys
We gotta make some noise, but let's leave our hoods behind
We gotta show these long-hairs where it's at
With burning crosses and baseball bats
And they'll never ever be seen or heard again
And in Lynchtown, nobody ever sings
They don't know where they were or know what they did
So it's the easiest thing
And it's open season, so open fire!
We got shit for brains and guns for fire!
It's a dirty job, but that's the price you have to pay
Here in Lynchtown
I wrote down, the best part of our story
To whom it may concern...I think your beautiful plan
LACKS STYLE! Imagine what they could do
With a little more time and a little more passion
Because you are trying too hard to get a reaction
Say the words right now to separate
The truth from your intentions
Your cold flesh tangled up in snakes
And it's just as I expected
But oh no, I don't think so
Save some breath for the ending
Why don't you make your move cause your acting like I'm on trial
Now the pieces are set and the game is emotion
Don't you forget the worst is yet to happen.
Say the words right now to separate
The truth from your intentions
Your cold flesh tangled up in snakes
And it's just as I expected
But oh no, I don't think so
I'm tired of runnin' form the CIA,
tired of runnin' from the CIA,
tired of runnin' from the CIA
And I'm goin' down for a suicide ride,
and ain't nobody gonna take me alive
Because I got no time to run about,
the wind is high and the sun is out today
I'm tired of runnin' form the CIA,
tired of runnin' from the CIA,
tired of runnin' from the CIA
And I'm hanging out at the local "Y",
because Secret Service and the FBI
The KGB and the IRS,
have all got my home address so
I'm tired of runnin' form the CIA,
tired of runnin' from the CIA,
tired of runnin' from the CIA
And the only girl I ever loved was kidnapped,
beaten, raped and drugged
And Mars needs women, but Mars can wait,
cause I ain't going to masturbate no way
I'm tired of runnin' form the CIA,
tired of runnin' from the CIA,
Don't play football
We play Fenders
We chop fish in kitchen blenders
We're a disgrace to our gender
We're the men!
Always together night and day
It makes our girlfriends think we're gay
But who needs women when you've got friends?
We're the men!
The men will never let me down
The men will always be around
The men won't argue, scratch, or fight
The men won't say, "I've got a headache tonight"!
On Friday night we'll all jump in a car
And blow all our money at a go-go bar
Sober up for a week to do it over again because
We're the men!
We're twenty-one, but we act like we're ten
We're as immature as we've ever been
Maybe we'll grow up, but I don't know when because
We're the men!
We'll get together
Drink together
Sweat together
Stink together
Laugh together
Cry together
Live together
And die together!
Dear Mr. Occupant
to whom this may concern
I thought I'd leave this note for you
to read on your return.
Your daughter came to see us play
me and all the band
And since you're not around today
I knew you'd understand...
If we...
Fuck your daughter
Wreck your home
Call long-distance on your phone
Eat up all your food and steal your beer.
This house is too big
for your little girl alone
We tried our best to make ourselves
feel right at home
You see we've come from miles away
We're strangers to this town
Your daughter brought us here tonight
and since you're not around...
We though we'd...
Fuck your daughter
Wreck your home
Call long-distance on your phone
Eat up all your food and steal your beer.
I really must be going now
You've been too kind for words
Your toilet's overflowing
Cause it's clogged up with our turds.
B.A. has made himself
a patch out on the lawn
and I'll kiss your daughters lips
until the next time you are gone
When we will...
Fuck your daughter
Wreck your home
Call long-distance on your phone
Have sex in your shower stalls
Write our names upon your walls and
Eat up all your food and steal your beer.
We're going to eat up all you food and steal your beer.
Choking on lies,
Making the best of a bad conversation
Your eyes dried as I tried sleeping in your bed
To fake another smile and take with me what was mine
While racing to you forever
We're waking up and It's 6:00 o' clock
Did you ever think things could be the same
If we happened to wake up late
Don't let go
Don't let go
We both know It's sad to say
That this time it's good-bye good-bye
Giving applause for you
Always pointing out everyone's flaws
And breaking what binds you
'Cause your moving on with your life
After tonight you said last night all alone
I hope you change someday 4 your own good
We're waking up and It's 6:00 o' clock
Did you ever think things could be the same
If we happened to wake up late
I can’t wait to sellout,
I can’t wait to sellout,
So I can get the hell out of here.
I can’t wait to sellout,
Just show me where to sign,
I can’t wait to sellout,
Where’s that dotted line?
I’ve been jerked off so many times by all your helping hands,
I guess I’d rather just get fucked by the biggest dick I can
I can’t wait to pass out on the lawn, (I can’t wait!)
After all the moneys gone, (I can’t wait!)
Just lie there 'till dawn I can’t wait!
I can’t wait to sellout,
So have your men call mine,
I can’t wait to sellout,
So let’s do lunch sometime.
Cause the familiar scene is tried to be politically correct
When you’re forced to suck the Punk Rock Cock and its just half the rent!
I can’t wait to get my just rewards (I can’t wait!)
Strapped down in the mental ward (I can’t wait!)
Somewhere in Betty Ford I can’t wait!
I’m telling anything I think they wanna hear
Then they can start me off at 50 grand a year!
I can’t wait until they find this fool (I can’t wait!)
Face down in a swimming pool (I can’t wait!)
That’ll be so cool I can’t wait!
Close your eyes and one fine day your record will appear,
12 more songs, 2 minutes long, all of us fucking in fear!
I can’t wait to sellout,
That where I want to go,
I can’t wait to sellout,
Just tell me who to blow,
I can’t wait to sellout,
I can’t wait to sellout,
So I can get the hell out of here,
So I can get the hell out of here,
I'm gettin' tired of gettin' tired
I'm gettin' sick of layin' in bed
I got the medication for my inspiration
And I'm never gonna sleep again
It's got a white cross on the tablet
It's got a warning on the front
Don't walk, don't run, don't kill no one
And you can take as many as you want
Just pop the top and I won't stop
Until my brain burns out or my body drops
Gotta slow down or I'll be close
To an over-the-counter overdose
Ephedrine machine
Don't run on gasoline
Ephedrine machine
I need amphetamines
Ephedrine machine
Just add caffeine
And I'll be your ephedrine machine
I'm gonna go twenty-four, seven
I'm gonna stay out every night
I'm gonna owe my will to the electric bill
Because I'm never gonna turn out the lights
Gonna say goodbye to the Sandman
Goodbye to counting sheep
Life's too short for rigor mortis
could i stand in the back and watch them rip it apart
will they ask and ask till they can't take the embarrassment anymore
i'm talking in circles to amuse myself
and they'll lie without an alibi and they should have saved it for somebody else
taken what was innocent now i'm the one held in contempt
i put my life in idol hands
don't ever forget, i'll never forget
and i'll try not to make a sound and stay until what's lost is found
i put my life in idol hands
don't ever forget, i'll never forget
emotions takeover
you'll discover you're not in control anymore
i grabbed for your hand but i meant to reach for the door
i'm talking in circles to amuse myself
Well I thought...
That I meant something to you
But now I see that it's untrue
I guess you must have slept
With every guy you ever met
But I'm gonna get you back
If its the last thing I ever do
The stains on your mattress cannot hide
The fruits of your labor stuffed inside
But, while your in la-la land
Whispering the name of another man
I'm gonna turn my back
And leave your cheating ass behind
I'm gonna run away with your money
And buy a ticket to Germany
I'm gonna sleep with every single slut on the River Bohn
And I'll be surfing down the River Rhine (Whoo--oo--ooo)
And you'll be standing in the Welfare line
You're money and you're honey
Are long gone!
It's nothing personal
You saw to that
You're just a person
Who does her best work on her back
But if you're 'wakend
By an obscene call
I sprayed your number on the Berlin wall
I've seen the soldiers as they pass it all around
Imagine all the dick that you once missed
Because you couldn't find the Communists
East or West
Your still the best deal in town
I'm gonna run away with your money
And buy a ticket to Germany
I'm gonna sleep with every single slut on the River Bohn
And I'll be surfing down the River Rhine (Whoo--oo--ooo)
And you'll be standing in the Welfare line
You're money and you're honey
Are long gone!
You're money and you're honey
Are long gone!
You're money and you're honey
Who can take a sunrise
Sprinkle it in dew
Cover it in chocolate
and a miracle or two?
The candyman
The candyman can
The candyman can cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
Who can take a rainbow
Wrap it is a sigh
Soak it in the sun
and make a strawberry lemon pie?
Children: The candyman?
Bill: The candyman
The candyman can
The candyman can cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
Willy Wonka makes
Everything he bakes
Satisfying and delicious
Talk about your childhood wishes
You can even eat the dishes
Who can take tomorrow
Dip it in a deam
Seperate the sorrow
And collect up all the cream?
The candyman
you sons of bitches
Bill: The candyman can cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
(Dialogue from "Female Trouble," between Edith Massey and Michael Potter)
Aunt Ida Nelson: "Have you met any nice boys in The Swan?"
Gator: "Oh, pretty nice."
Aunt Ida: "I mean any nice queer boys. Did you fool with any of them?
Gator: "Aunt Ida, you know I dig women."
Aunt Ida: "Aw, don't tell me that."
Gator: "Christ, let's not go through this again."
Aunt Ida: "All those beauticans, and you don't have any boy dates?"
Gator: "I don't want any boy dates."
Aunt Ida: "Oh honey, I'd be so happy if you turned nally."
Gator: "Hey, no way. I'm straight. I mean I like a lot of queers, but I don't dig their equipment, y'know? I like women."
Aunt Ida: "But you can change. Queers are just better. I'd be so proud if you was a fag, and had a nice beautician boyfriend. I'd never have to worry."
Gator: "There ain't nothing to worry about."
Aunt Ida: "I'm worried that you'll work in an office, get married, have children, celebrate wedding anniversaries. The world of heterosexuals is a sick and boring life."
Gator: "Sometimes I think you're fucking crazy. I'm real happy just the way I am."
People are telling me that I'm missing out on the fun.
' Cause I don't go anywhere, and I don't meet anyone.
But I know how rumors fly.
When you're a lonely guy.
And I'm here to tell you it's a lie.
There's stange things going on at night most everywhere.
You know those places, well you'll never see me there.
I walk by other men.
And I don't notice them.
But then those rumors start again.
So I'm gonna tell the world.
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
I'm gonna find a girl.
'Cause I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
I guess that it's okay.
If other guys are gay.
But my hormones are one-directional.
And I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
Somebody tell me what I did to start this talk.
Is it the way I look? Is it the way I walk?
Is it the clothes I wear,
that make the people stare?
Is it the way I comb my hair?
I'm only hoping maybe there will come a day
When I can make them understand that I'm not gay.
But 'till that day is near,
Iguess I'll live in fear.
And I curse the day I pierce my ear.
There's nothing wrong with me.
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
Know what I want to be.
And I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
Soft boys and closet queens,
think Judy Garland's keen.
But I don't think she's nothing special.
And I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
(instrumental break)
So now I'm wondering if maybe they're not right.
'Cause I've gone all paranoid and I can't sleep at night.
I went to see the shrink.
What did the doctor think?
I swear to god I saw him wink.
I pray to God I'm wrong
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
Why did I write this song
If I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual?
I hope it's not too late,
for them to set me straight.
I've got to see a real professional.
'Cause I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual, no!
No no no no. No no no no no no no.
I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
(repaeated in background)
I don't wanna go with guys named Shamus.
I don't wanna be rich and famous.
I don't wanna go to a French art festival
Well, there's a new sensation in the neighborhood
And self-gratification never felt so good
You don't need a lot of training in the ways of love
Just a good firm grip and a Playtex glove
I see you standing in the corner at the high school dance
Get out on the floor and get out of your pants
I see your hands swinging loose to the beat of the bands
But there's a brand new beat and you can use both hands
You're gonna look so sweet on the toilet seat
Doing the pubic beat
You gotta put your inhibitions up away on the shelf
And when the feeling starts to hit you, get a grip on yourself
All the uptight people will be heading for the door
But won't you stick around with me and make a mess on the floor?
You're gonna look so sweet on the toilet seat
Doing the pubic beat
I see your hands swinging loose to the beat of the bands
But there's a brand new beat and you can use both hands
And all the uptight people will be heading for the door
Why don't you stick around with me and make a mess on the floor?
You're gonna look so sweet, so indiscreet
With your hands on your meat, turning red as a beet
You're gonna look so sweet on the toilet seat
I don't wanna be your boyfriend
I don't wanna hold your hand
I don't wanna get involved in
The things that you've got planned
You're never going to be my girlfriend
You're never going to be my wife
'cause i don't wanna be your boyfriend
And i don't wanna share my life
I don't wanna be your boyfriend
I don't wanna make a fuss
I don't wanna hear your friends
Talkin' 'bout the two of us
'cause i don't wanna call you up at night
Before i go to bed
And i don't wanna be your boyfriend
You better get it through your head!
I don't wanna wait in a record store so you can try on shoes
I'd hate to have to open doors or pull out chairs for you
It's great that you're so happy, but i'm a bit confused
If fate brought us together, then why were we introduced?
And you say that it's our anniversary!
That thought had not occurred to me...
The day that you and i first met is just one that i'll forget
I think it's very plain to see
That i don't wanna be your boyfriend
I don't wanna met your mom
I don't wanna be annoyed with
The goddamn senior prom
'cause i don't wanna be important
'cause i could never be enough
And i don't wanna be your boyfriend
You don’t have to pay your dues,
Just because you’re a girl,
You’ve got other tools to use,
Just because you’re a girl.
You’ve got a half way decent face,
But you can’t even play your bass,
That’s okay just shake those curls,
Cause you’re a girl.
You get help from everyone,
Just because you’re a girl,
What the hell have you ever done?
Never mind you’re a girl.
They love you out in Hollywood,
It doesn’t mean you’re any good,
Welcome to the cold hard world,
It’s because you’re a girl.
If the competitions fierce,
Just because you’re a girl,
Get your nose or nipple pierced,
Just because you’re a girl.
Pretend to be bi-sexual,
Have secretary tangelo,
When underneath all the beads and pearls,
It’s because you’re a girl.
It’s what’s between your legs that count,
So let your braless bosom bounce,
Sexploitation makes me wanna hurl,
But you’re a girl.
You’re the Queen of sweet sixteen,
Just because you’re a girl,
You’re in all the magazines,
Just because you’re a girl.
The novelty will wear off soon,
And you’ll be back in your old room,
Looking for another time to whirl,
Jerry is a preacher man
Jerry is a louse
And Jerry owns the President,
The Senate, and the House
Jerry speaks the word of God
But he don't speak for free
He may be in love with God
But he's in hate with me
Oh, I'm not one of Jerry's kids
I'm not part of his herd
Jerry's kids are the KKK
And Jerry is the Imperial Wizard
Now, Jerry hates the blacks
And Jerry hates the Jews
Jerry hates women
And Jerry hates you
Jerry's kids get buttfucked
And blown in Jerry's bed
When Jerry's holy work is done
They're all fucked in the head
Oh, I'm not one of Jerry's kids
I'm not part of his herd
Jerry's kids are the KKK
And Jerry is the Imperial Wizard
Oh, no, I'm not one of Jerry's kids
I'm not part of his herd
Jerry's kids are the KKK
Well, I think that I'm through with the girl I thought I knew
But I guess I didn't know her well at all
'Cause I'm getting sick of Janie's latest kick
She's headed for her own decline and fall
Janie took a razor blade and cut off all her hair
Had swastikas and iron crosses tattooed everywhere
And she can't concentrate on anything but hate
And she's out of control
I used to think I loved that girl but now I just don't know
'Cause she's a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
Janie is a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
Janie is a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
And I don't think I can take it anymore
Well, she still looks cute when she wears her leather boots
But now she wants to put them through your skull
And I miss the way things were
'Cause I ain't bangin' her
I'm just bangin' my head against the wall
Janie took a razor blade and cut off all her hair
Had swastikas and iron crosses tattooed everywhere
And she can't concentrate on anything but hate
And she's out of control
I used to think I loved that girl but now I just don't know
'Cause she's a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
Janie is a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
Janie is a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
And I don't think I can take it anymore
Well, she still looks cute when she wears her leather boots
But now she wants to put them through your skull
And I miss the way things were
'Cause I ain't bangin' her
I'm just bangin' my head against the wall
Janie took a razor blade and cut off all her hair
Had swastikas and iron crosses tattooed everywhere
And she can't concentrate on anything but hate
And she's out of control
I used to think I loved that girl but now I just don't know
'Cause she's a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
Janie is a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
Janie is a nazi, nazi
(nazi girl)
And I don't think I can take it anymore
May the good Lord be with you
Down every road you roam
And may sunshine and happiness
Surround you when you're far from home
And may you grow to be proud
Dignified and true
And do unto others
As you'd have done to you
Be courageous and be brave
And in my heart you'll always stay
Forever Young
May good fortune be with you
May your guiding light be strong
Build a stairway to heaven
With a prince or a vagabond
And may you never love in vain
And in my heart you will remain
Forever young
Forever young
And forever young
And forever Young
And when you finally fly away
I'll be hoping that I served you well
For all the wisdom of a lifetime
No one can ever tell
But whatever road you choose
I'm right behind you, win or lose
Forever young
Forever young
Forever young
And forever young
Dressed to kill this thrill will be the end
Save your side of the story
It's just so annoying
There's pictures in my head I can't give back
'Cause you had to be the life of the party
And will you not know what to say
To the boy who gets your heart someday
And you're used body
With this drink of poison
You'll choke (but my bleeding heart will ruin it all!)
'cause I know history will repeat itself
O.K you got me now I must confess
This humbling experience has broughten me bliss
So many things are just best left unsaid
'Cause you're such a liar, You're such a good liar
And will you not know what to say
To the boy who gets your heart someday
Whenever I try it feels like, the day is burning away
Peeling back my skin wanting to give in
Wanting to take this road straight back to nowhere again
Did you ever know I waited my whole life
Will you help my burn these street signs?
Waiting for a sunny Summer day
Did you ever know I held it all inside
It's pointless acting like you could understand
I'm doing the best I can to not give in
On this midwest island is a shipwreck
Where the walls have closed us in
Feeling like I can't wait to drive away from here
I feel like choking hands (of fear)
As they grab my neck (im scared)
But I'm not prepared to give up everything
You're taking my breath from me
Losing track of time
'Cause you want the world empty inside
You know I wish you well
Someday I hope I can stop this girl from falling faster into memories fading out
When your lungs get tired
Every second counts
If you're looking for the answers
You're asking the wrong questions
When you finally figure it out
I'll be waiting on your doorstep
Will you be inspired to stay put
While I set this dream of love on fire?
Do you feel as if it's good for you
To sit at home and let hate consume you
Because you'll wish you never showed me
How nothing really matters
When's the last time
You remember asking to hold me like I'm the only thing that matters?
But it ends tonight
No one's waiting up for you turn out the lights
And cry yourself to sleep
Can you feel it when the lights turn low?
Can you feel it when your heartbeat slows?
You don’t have to pay your dues,
Just because you’re a girl,
You’ve got other tools to use,
Just because you’re a girl.
You’ve got a half way decent face,
But you can’t even play your bass,
That’s okay just shake those curls,
Cause you’re a girl.
You get help from everyone,
Just because you’re a girl,
What the hell have you ever done?
Never mind you’re a girl.
They love you out in Hollywood,
It doesn’t mean you’re any good,
Welcome to the cold hard world,
It’s because you’re a girl.
If the competitions fierce,
Just because you’re a girl,
Get your nose or nipple pierced,
Just because you’re a girl.
Pretend to be bi-sexual,
Have secretary tangelo,
When underneath all the beads and pearls,
It’s because you’re a girl.
It’s what’s between your legs that count,
So let your braless bosom bounce,
Sexploitation makes me wanna hurl,
But you’re a girl.
You’re the Queen of sweet sixteen,
Just because you’re a girl,
You’re in all the magazines,
Just because you’re a girl.
The novelty will wear off soon,
And you’ll be back in your old room,
Looking for another time to whirl,
Poor little girl.
Well I don't wanna take you home.
Because you're passed out on the floor.
You found your own way to the party and you can find your own way to the door.
You laid out in your own bed of vomit so now you can just lie there on it.
For all I care, I don't care at all.
I don't wanna take you home because even I'm too drunk to drive.
I've seen this all before, don't think we'll make it home alive.
I can feel it now, coming down on me in a real life game of monopoly.
Go to jail! Go directly to jail!
I don't wanna take you home, so you can way your choices now.
Nobody at your home cares if you come back anyhow.
So there's a rock-hard sofa in the cold garage,
A Yellow Cab, or a black and white Dodge
I don't wanna take, I don't wanna take you home.
I don't wanna take you home.
Choking on lies,
Making the best of a bad conversation
Your eyes dried as I tried sleeping in your bed
To fake another smile and take with me what was mine
While racing to you forever
We're waking up and It's 6:00 o' clock
Did you ever think things could be the same
If we happened to wake up late
Don't let go
Don't let go
We both know It's sad to say
That this time it's good-bye good-bye
Giving applause for you
Always pointing out everyone's flaws
And breaking what binds you
'Cause your moving on with your life
After tonight you said last night all alone
I hope you change someday 4 your own good
We're waking up and It's 6:00 o' clock
Did you ever think things could be the same
If we happened to wake up late
Never thought we'd meet again
A young wanna-be and an old has-been
I wish I had a photo of this scene
I've suffered through dependencies
I still have violent tendencies
I could sell my life to "People Magazine"
But I don't care; I don't mind
Just leave me alone or leave me behind
I won't forget the way you let me down
But I've gone underground
So don't come any closer
I might kick you in the nuts
Can't place your face
Can't stand your band
I hate your guts
It's just like Andy Warhol said
Fifteen minutes and a kick in the head
I hope you don't want sympathy from me
There was I time I worshipped you
But now I scrape you off my shoe
I guess that's just the way it's meant to be
And you didn't care, so don't pretend
'Cause you weren't there; you weren't my friend
In the end my only friend's a loaded gun
And I hate everyone
So don't come any closer
I might kick you in the nuts
Can't place your face
Can't stand your band
I hate your guts
Don't come any closer
Don't come any closer
Don't come any closer
Don't come any closer to me
Will the room be filled and will anyone stand in line
just to look down at the flowers in doubt,
if we could ever learn to be more.
If this is it, this is it and count me out,
everyone is thought about.
When your eyes closed, in your best clothes,
will the ones you cherish be there to wish you well?
In loving memory of.
Will you light a candle and will you have time to grab
some thread and a needle and reap what you sew.
I'd sit up,I'd sit up and bleed in stereo.
I'm so negative, what if I would be loved.
In loving memory of.
So if it's, SLOW MOTION!
The words would come out and leave a bad taste in your mouth
that reminds you of how it feels to be alive,
then wish me well. It will start with out me
and your can't wait its complicated is an understandement
that I won't have time for.
I'm saying the things I thought through because
I don't want it to be so much of a
surprise to those who care. I'll have a head start
but I'll see you there.
In loving memory of...
So if it's, SLOW MOTION! The words would come out
and leave a bad taste in your mouth,
that reminds you of how it feels to be alive,
then wish me well.
In loving memory of. I'd sit up, I'd sit up and bleed in stereo.
In loving memory of...I'd sit up, I'd sit up and bleed in stereo.
In loving memory of....when the words come out and leave a bad taste in your mouth!
So if it's, SLOW MOTION! The words would come out and leave a bad taste in your mouth
That reminds you of how it feels to be alive, then wish me well.
Insightful yet uninspired,
there's magic in the air but it's stall where we are,
you won't get anything out of me.
'Cause, I'll never talk so who are you you've forgotten about
the oath you took, when all alone.
You sat through these sleepless wasted nights,
to find another chance to fight, keep trying you'll lose control.
I felt pain, I lost my patience.
I heard a voice say overrated
and by myself I figured out the truth.
I won't stop trying till you lose control
I'd walk straight with a blank expression
if I thought it could get your attention
I know all I need to bury you.
I won't stop trying till you lose control
Selfish celebration,
in honor of what you have and hold on to.
The worst might be in the way.
Now I'll release you from these eyes
and give you something new to hold on to alone...
You sat through these sleepless wasted nights,
to find another chance to fight, keep trying you'll lose control.
I felt pain, I lost my patience,
I heard a voice say overrated
and by myself I figured out the truth.
I won't stop trying till you lose control.
I'd walk straight with a blank expression
if I thought it could get your attention
I know all I need to bury you.
I won't stop trying till you lose control
And in essence we are falling!
You sat through these sleepless wasted nights,
to find another chance to fight, keep trying...
But in essence we are falling!
You sat through these sleepless wasted nights,
to find another chance to fight, keep trying...
But in essence we are falling!
I felt pain, I lost my patience,
I heard a voice say overrated
and by myself I figured out the truth.
I won't stop trying till you lose control
I'd walk straight with a blank expression
if I thought it could get your attention
I know all I need to bury you.
I won't stop trying to you lose control,
I won't stop trying to you lose control,
I'm so fucked up!
Let's have a party at my place and have way too much to drink
(So fucked up!)
We'll mix lunch with Everclear punch, and we can throw up in the sink
(So fucked up!)
And all I need is a reason, just gimme some excuse
'Cause all I need is a reason and a substance to abuse
And I'm so fucked up that I can't see
So fucked up that I can't think
So fucked up, so what'll it be?
'Cause we've got it all . . . drink, drink, drink!
Cheap scotch and drive-in food made an asshole outta me
(So fucked up!)
It was almost dawn; I did a technicolor yawn on the hood of my dad's MG
(So fucked up!)
And all I need is a reason, just gimme some excuse
'Cause all I need is a reason and a substance to abuse
And I'm so fucked up that I can't speak
So fucked up and sick to boot
So fucked up, my stomach's weak
So where's the john . . . puke, puke, puke!
And all I need is a reason, just gimme some excuse
'Cause all I need is a reason and a substance to abuse
And I'm so fucked, my guts are churnin'
So fucked up, my heart has sunk
So fucked up, my head is burnin'
But I can't stop . . . drink, drank, drunk!
Well, there's a new sensation in the neighborhood
And self-gratification never felt so good
You don't need a lot of training in the ways of love
Just a good firm grip and a Playtex glove
I see you standing in the corner at the high school dance
Get out on the floor and get out of your pants
I see your hands swinging loose to the beat of the bands
But there's a brand new beat and you can use both hands
You're gonna look so sweet on the toilet seat
Doing the pubic beat
You gotta put your inhibitions up away on the shelf
And when the feeling starts to hit you, get a grip on yourself
All the uptight people will be heading for the door
But won't you stick around with me and make a mess on the floor?
You're gonna look so sweet on the toilet seat
Doing the pubic beat
I see your hands swinging loose to the beat of the bands
But there's a brand new beat and you can use both hands
And all the uptight people will be heading for the door
Why don't you stick around with me and make a mess on the floor?
You're gonna look so sweet, so indiscreet
With your hands on your meat, turning red as a beet
You're gonna look so sweet on the toilet seat
Doing the pubic beat
Why don't you swallow a handfull of someone else's pills?
It will solve all of my problems and cure all of your ills.
Take the little red capslues that relieve your tension.
Take the little white tablets that prevent conception.
Take the little black beauties that try to make ya thin.
Wash it all down with a bottle of Gin!
Pump your heart and hope to die, I'll lay pennies on your eyes.
Tag your toes for all to see. D.O.A. R.S.V.P.
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
You're gonna die!
And when you swallow a handfull of someone else's pills,
just remember everyone who told ya that suicide kills!
But you took a little more valuem, you took a little more speed.
You took a little more darman, but you never could heal!
It took a little getting used to, with everything you were on.
Now I'm getting used to the fact that you are gone!
Pump your arms and lay to rest.
I'll lay lillies on your chest.
Shake my head at your disgrace
while they color on your face.
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
It was cold and dark I seemed very
Out of place. I felt my legs get weak
And the alls start to shake but anxiety
Is setting in. The leaves were growing hands
Pulling my skin and that's when I put my hands
Around the only thing that made sense
We're on our own so here's the news we've been
Set up and I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess thats we should have known
We're on our own so here's the news we've been
Set up and I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess thats we should have known
It's so unjust it seems that I can't see
What you see and I found the cancer still
Alive. It's coursing through our veins.
We'll never be the same and that's why
I put my hands
Around the only thing that made sense
We're on our own so here's the news we've been
Set up and I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess thats we should have known
We're on our own so here's the news we've been
Set up and I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess thats we should have known
I guess that we're on our own
We're on our own so here's the news we've been
Set up and I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess thats we should have known
We're on our own
Well I don't wanna take you home.
Because you're passed out on the floor.
You found your own way to the party and you can find your own way to the door.
You laid out in your own bed of vomit so now you can just lie there on it.
For all I care, I don't care at all.
I don't wanna take you home because even I'm too drunk to drive.
I've seen this all before, don't think we'll make it home alive.
I can feel it now, coming down on me in a real life game of monopoly.
Go to jail! Go directly to jail!
I don't wanna take you home, so you can way your choices now.
Nobody at your home cares if you come back anyhow.
So there's a rock-hard sofa in the cold garage,
A Yellow Cab, or a black and white Dodge
I don't wanna take, I don't wanna take you home.
(S. Silverstein)
I stopped 'cause there was nothing else to do
And I thought I'd stick around for just a while
But I warned you like the west wind, I was only blowin' through
And no one could ever make me change my style
'Cause I never sung no stayin' song before
I've done them blues and good-bye tunes a thousand times or more
And it seems a little strange that I ain't headin' for the door
But I never sung no stayin' song, I never thought I'd stay this long, I never sung no stayin' song before
I usually leave when all the words are said
But with you there's always more sweet things to say
And when my mind starts a wanderin'up that windin' road ahead
My feet don't seem to want to walk away
And I never sung no stayin' song before
I've done them blues and good-bye tunes a thousand times or more
And it seems a little strange that I ain't headin' for the door
But I never sung no stayin' song, I never thought I'd stay this long, I never sung no stayin' song before
Last night I heard an old freight whistle blow
As I was sleeping warmly in your bed
And it told me, boy it's time that you was packing up to go
But I smiled and shook the leaving from my head
And I never sung no stayin' song before
I've done them blues and good-bye tunes a thousand times or more
And it seems a little strange that I ain't headin' for the door
But I never sung no stayin' song, I never thought I'd stay this long, I never sung no stayin' song before
I never sung no stayin' song, I never thought I'd stay this long, I never sung no stayin' song before
{I don't think so}
I never sung no stayin' song, I never thought I'd stay this long...
(c) Unknown
i take the blame,
it's not the same,
what a shame,
future lessons for past insinuations,
it makes sense to me,
makes sense to me,
i left the keys under the seat.
if you're fueling desire,
its the need to,
hit the lights and,
fuck the lier,
when you're chewing on your words,
you won't need to believe me.
i know this would never stay between us,
and that's alright cause i don't have anything to hide,
and my only, desire is to uncover,
the truth about me.
say oh well and grab a hand with anyone tonight,
but it's still life photos,
overexposed with a footnote hanging on the wall won't stop me now.
(it won't stop me now)
and i'll shake this cage we call the stage,
it's too late to be playing games,
all i'm saying is if you don't see change,
it's cause you haven't seen what i have seen.
this would never stay between us,
and that's alright cause i don't have anything to hide,
and my only, desire is to uncover,
the truth about me.
say oh well and grab a hand with anyone tonight,
but it's still life photos,
Why don't you swallow a handfull of someone else's pills?
It will solve all of my problems and cure all of your ills.
Take the little red capslues that relieve your tension.
Take the little white tablets that prevent conception.
Take the little black beauties that try to make ya thin.
Wash it all down with a bottle of Gin!
Pump your heart and hope to die, I'll lay pennies on your eyes.
Tag your toes for all to see. D.O.A. R.S.V.P.
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
You're gonna die!
And when you swallow a handfull of someone else's pills,
just remember everyone who told ya that suicide kills!
But you took a little more valuem, you took a little more speed.
You took a little more darman, but you never could heal!
It took a little getting used to, with everything you were on.
Now I'm getting used to the fact that you are gone!
Pump your arms and lay to rest.
I'll lay lillies on your chest.
Shake my head at your disgrace
while they color on your face.
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
There ain't no two ways about it!
You're gonna die!
Never thought we'd meet again
A young wanna-be and an old has-been
I wish I had a photo of this scene
I've suffered through dependencies
I still have violent tendencies
I could sell my life to "People Magazine"
But I don't care; I don't mind
Just leave me alone or leave me behind
I won't forget the way you let me down
But I've gone underground
So don't come any closer
I might kick you in the nuts
Can't place your face
Can't stand your band
I hate your guts
It's just like Andy Warhol said
Fifteen minutes and a kick in the head
I hope you don't want sympathy from me
There was I time I worshipped you
But now I scrape you off my shoe
I guess that's just the way it's meant to be
And you didn't care, so don't pretend
'Cause you weren't there; you weren't my friend
In the end my only friend's a loaded gun
And I hate everyone
So don't come any closer
I might kick you in the nuts
Can't place your face
Can't stand your band
I hate your guts
Don't come any closer
Don't come any closer
Don't come any closer
Don't come any closer to me
Well, your father's in Bermuda
And the milkman's overjoyed
Your maid is into bondage
And I've got Polaroids
And I was on the corner
When you wrecked your mother's Porsche
But why should I inform her
About your poor misfortune?
'Cause everyone has secrets
But sometimes you get caught
So if it's just between us
My silence can be bought
Blackmail . . . blackmail
I was looking through your closet
When I found your water bong
Your stash of Turkish hash
And a twelve-inch rubber dong
And I won't tell your family
About your last abortion
So you can call it "bribery"
But I prefer "extortion"
Well, my counselor is a dealer
And the football coach is queer
The school nurse and the dean of boys
Are having an affair
And someone shot the rent-a-cop
And I'm the only witness
But I won't tell you who it was
What the hell are dreams anyways?
Mysteries, incredible body hocus-pocus
Truth is, we still don't know what they are
or where they come from?
I know why I asked you to remember what they said to us
'Cause when I try to run I just shake
I just shake
Don't replace my words with softly spoken phrases
To cover my bruises and cuts
Bruises and cuts
But as soon as I get out of this place
I'll do my best to keep you safe
But if I don't make it out
Please read this and save yourself
I can't catch my breath for long enough to stand up to fight
In a sense we all die
We all die
Everyone's a victim and I am the suspect
The verdict is in and it's all my fault
But as soon as I get out of this place
I'll do my best to keep you safe
But if I don't make it out
Rollin' down a backwoods, Tennessee byway, one arm on the wheel
Holdin' my lover with the other, a sweet, soft, southern thrill
Worked hard all week, got a little jingle, on a Tennessee Saturday night
Couldn't feel better, I'm together with my Dixieland delight
Spend my dollar, parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her uptight, make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin' on a Mason Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right, my Dixieland delight
Whitetail buck deer, munchin' on clover, redtail hawk settin' on a limb
Chubby old groundhog, croakin' bullfrog, free as the feelin' in the wind
Home grown country girl, gonna give me a whirl
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Lucky as a seven, livin' in Heaven, with my Dixieland delight
Spend my dollar, parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her uptight, make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin' on a Mason Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right, my Dixieland delight
Spend my dollar, parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her uptight, make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin' on a Mason Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right, my Dixieland delight
Rollin' down a backwoods, Tennessee byway, one arm on the wheel
Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick
Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick
Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick
Pop my dick, you son of a bitch!
Are you ashamed?
Bite your lip and see if you feel anything
I need you to hear what I have to say
It's because of you I cant be who I always wished to be
I don't want to tell the truth
But I've got to let you know
I can't think of any way better than this note
So I'll state the obvious and then I'll make a toast
To the times we shared and getting out alive
I have been dying to cut you off and set the story straight
I have been trying to leave a mark and hope to god it stays
I don't want to tell the truth
But I've got to let you know
I can't think of any way better than this note
So I'll state the obvious and then I'll make a toast
I got a time bomb
And it's ready to blow
I got a time bomb
Just like I told you before
You think you'll run away
And live to fight another day
But what do you think you're running from?
I got a chainsaw
All shiny and new
I got a chainsaw
And I'm looking for you
You used to fool around
And try to make me look the clown
But who do you think you're fooling now?
I got a time bomb
And it's ready to blow
I got a chainsaw
And it's rarin' to go
You're begging on your knees, now
"Dear God, don't kill me, please!"
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!
Welcome to Party Beach
Drag races in the street
They haul that toxic waste offshore
And they throw it overboard
It falls into a sunken hull
And spills onto a human skull
So run like hell for all you're worth
'Cause monsters walk the earth
You only came here for the sun
But now there's nowhere left to run
And danger is never out of reach
Whoooaaa... on Party Beach!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!
The girls are fading fast
'Cause they all turned into monster mash
Can't sing, can't dance, can't surf
'Cause monsters walk the earth
All the kids down on the bay
Gotta try to find a way
To stop this pandemonium
We're gonna blow 'em up with sodium
You know there's nowhere left to hide
They'll only go out with the tide
But danger is never out of reach
Whoooaaa... on Party Beach!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!
The girls are fading fast
'Cause they all turned into monster mash
Can't sing, can't dance, can't surf
'Cause monsters walk the earth
All the kids down on the bay
Gotta try to find a way
To stop this pandemonium
We're gonna blow 'em up with sodium
You know there's nowhere left to hide
They'll only go out with the tide
And danger is never out of reach
Whoooaaa... on Party Beach!
The Horror of Party Beach
The Horror of Party Beach
The Horror of Party Beach
I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians love me?
I want lesbians, each and every one
So why don't lesbians want me?
It turns me on the way
They all wear sexy lingerie
And string bikinis everywhere they go
But they don't let me watch
As they explore each other's crotch
The way they do on video
Oh, I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians love me?
And I want lesbians, each and every one
So why don't lesbians want me?
It's strange that anyone
Would wonder why a lesbian
Will always be a great athlete
There ain't no mystery
At least as far as I can see
'Cause what they are is what they eat
Yeah, I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians love me?
Some of them are vampires
And some of them teach gym
Some are topless dancers
But all of them are slim
Some are into leather
And some write poetry
They make love together
Just to fuel my fantasy
'Cause I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians
Why don't lesbians
Why don't lesbians love me?
Why don't lesbians love me?
Why don't lesbians love me?
I think I'm gonna go home, 'cause you just ran out of beer
And there's nothing you can say that'll make me wanna stay around here
You're lying there half naked
But these tunes you're playing just won't make it
You got a great body, but your record collection sucks
You got every Tom Cruise film soundtrack ever made
They might get you off, but they ain't gonna get you laid
Modern country and gangsta rap
And what's with all this New Age crap?
You got a great body, but your record collection sucks
I'm afraid that I'll never learn to live
With what you call "alternative"
Unplugged albums and charity projects
And bands named for inanimate objects
But I gotta go now 'cause you just put on "The Wall"
Don't try to phone 'cause I won't return the call
I could never fall in love
With a member of a record club
You got a great body, but your record collection sucks
I'm afraid that I'll never learn to live
With what you call "alternative"
All your unplugged albums and charity projects
And bands named for inanimate objects
"All the great love songs that only two can share
On one CD for the first time anywhere"
You can save 'em for another guy
"Operators are standing by"
hey man, i kinda like your sister (yeah yeah yeah)
hey man, i hope thats cool.
hey man, i'm gonna lose my mind
every single time i find your sister,
suntannin by the pool.
hey man, i wanna see her naked (yeah yeah yeah)
hey man, i'm always in her room
all alone when no ones there,
goin through her underwear
and hey man, i gotta see her soon.
hey man, i wanna get her pregnant (yeah yeah yeah)
hey man, how can i resist her (resist her)
the day i give her a wedding band,
are you gonna be my best man?
and hey man, i kinda like your sister
i kinda like your sister
i kinda like your sister
i kinda like her!
They're thirty-nine years old
They're worth their weight in gold
They work in busy offices I hope to God will fold
They hated Vietnam
They love the neutron bomb
And they're your next door neighbors and your father and your mom
They're the yuppies
Yup yup yup
They were hippies
But they grew up
They love money
Do re mi
They're the Class of '63
You know what else?
They swing to the right
They live in Jackson Heights
They watch "St. Elsewhere," "Hill Street Blues," and "Dynasty" at night
But when the workday's done
They want to have some fun
So they go out to discos and pretend they're twenty-one
But they're not!
They're the yuppies
Yup yup yup
They were hippies
But they grew up
They love money
Do re mi
They're the Class of '63
Yup yup yup
Yup yup yup
Yup yup yup
Yup yup yup
I tell you
They're an ugly lot
Who think they're pretty hot
They know exactly where they were when Kennedy was shot
But when they hit the skids
They really flip their lids
They sink a few martinis and go home and beat the kids
They're the yuppies
Yup yup yup
They were hippies
But they grew up
They love money
Do re mi
They're the Class of '63
hey man, i kinda like your sister (yeah yeah yeah)
hey man, i hope thats cool.
hey man, i'm gonna lose my mind
every single time i find your sister,
suntannin by the pool.
hey man, i wanna see her naked (yeah yeah yeah)
hey man, i'm always in her room
all alone when no ones there,
goin through her underwear
and hey man, i gotta see her soon.
hey man, i wanna get her pregnant (yeah yeah yeah)
hey man, how can i resist her (resist her)
the day i give her a wedding band,
are you gonna be my best man?
and hey man, i kinda like your sister
i kinda like your sister
i kinda like your sister
i kinda like her!
You've seen them in the malls
A bunch of kewpie dolls
You've seen them in the halls at school
They just wanna dig the rave
I just wanna dig their grave
And plant 'em somewhere near the pool
C'mon, it's time
To the kill the trendy
Everybody knows they deserve it
It's not a crime to kill the trendy
Everybody knows they're full of . . .
They're only on your side
When they can bum a ride
Until you start to slide and slip
They'll all jump overboard
And then they'll cut the cord
And let you go down with the ship
That's why I want
To kill the trendy
Everybody knows they deserve it
It's not a crime to kill the trendy
Everybody knows they're full of . . .
Don't talk to strangers
With pocket pagers
They're just a danger to your brain
Just look at all the fools
Who followed all the rules
And let the world go down the drain
C'mon, it's time
To the kill the trendy
Everybody knows they deserve it
It's not a crime to kill the trendy
Everybody knows they're full of . . .
C'mon, it's time
To the kill the trendy
Everybody knows they deserve it
It's not a crime to kill the trendy
Everybody knows they're full of . . . (KILL THE TRENDY!)
Everybody knows they're full of . . . (KILL THE TRENDY!)
Everybody knows they're full of . . . (KILL THE TRENDY!)
So you were late
But you never told me you were
You didn't want to say
Till you were sure
But that song and dance
Won't work no more
Because you got no rhythm
To save your soul
I don't care how much it hurts
So you can tell it
To the Roman Catholic Church
I don't run away
From my mistakes
But this is one, honey,
That I didn't make
And I can't catch you
And I can't get you
But I can't let you catch me
Oh no, you can't catch me
And you never will
So you can plant black roses
In your window sill
I'll be free
And you'll be suicidal
While you press black roses
In your family Bible
So now it's all
Left up to your discretion
And you can spill your guts
In your next confession
Lift your eyes up to the sky
Give 'em ten Hail Marys
For one white lie
Your mother always said
I would bring you down
If she could only see you now
Clinging tight to your rosary
Saying, "This wasn't how
It was supposed to be . . ."
Forget about a snow-white
Wedding gown
And you can toss black roses
In a hole in the ground
Roses are red, roses are black
Tell your mother what you did
And give her a heart attack
Someday when I'm cold and dead
You're gonna find black roses
The antidote for irony
Set safe, far away from you
I heard you say just this one time
So I guess I'll, just sit down and see for myself
I'll go where you take me
And go feel the lies go burn your eyes
And I'll wait 'til you say please
You said this counts for so much more
Wait 'til tonight
You'll see exactly what I've seen and can't believe
I'll lie at birth, what it was
To find a way to kill the pain
Put down, put down the loaded gun
Or point it straight between my eyes
'Cause you can't fight fair tonight
With words that cut like knives
(And I want) To see you do the things you never do
(And I want) To feel your skin but now the ceiling spins in the room get cold
I'll go where you take me
You feel the lies cover their eyes
And I'll wait 'til you say please
You said this counts for so much more
Wait 'til tonight
You'll see exactly what I've seen and can't believe
I'll lie at birth,what it was
To find a way to kill the pain
Put down, put down the loaded gun
Or point it straight between my eyes
'Cause you can't fight fair tonight
With words that cut like knives
Put down, put down the loaded gun
Or point it straight between my eyes
'Cause you can't fight fair tonight
With words that cut like knives
The day will come and it kills me
That the thing that I gave you
Will take you away from here
I need a chance to catch my breath
I know the only thing that can take away our fear
Put down, put down the loaded gun
Or point it straight between my eyes
Put down, put down the loaded gun
Or point it straight between my eyes
'Cause you can't fight fair tonight
With words that cut like knives
Put down, put down the loaded gun
Or point it straight between my eyes
'Cause you can't fight fair tonight
I don't believe in Rambo or Van Damme or Seagal
But I believe in Buford P.; I believe in "Walking Tall"
What ever happened to the Ambushers and the Wrecking Crew?
Where is the Mean Machine, Bruce Lee, and David Carradine?
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
The Mighty Heroes
Do you believe in Freddy Krueger 'cause he takes so many lives?
Well, I believe in showmanship; I believe in Doctor Phibes
Why do you waste your time on "Halloween Part XXIX"?
And what more could you want than "Planet Earth" and Dylan Hunt?
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
The Mighty Heroes
Though I walk through the Valley of Death, I fear no evil
For I believe in Billy Jack; I believe in Evel Knievel
Don't believe in Rambo or Van Damme or Seagal
But I believe in Jonathan E.; I believe in "Rollerball"
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
The Mighty Heroes
Take back your Sly Stallones, and I'll take Cleopatra Jones
I found the world ain't how it looks, and I learned it all from comic books
I know I've said it all before, but I want more
The Mighty Heroes
So here we are again my so called friend
On the count of three go ahead and burn this bridge
As we look over we'll discover
We're slowly getting closer to the edge
Can you feel it all? (slipping away)
Can you feel the ground? (giving away)
So here we are 'till you lose control
I hope you're on your own when it starts to slip
I won't fake this for another wasted
Chance to be the last person to know
'Cause I'm finding out nothing's a secret now
So this message is ready to be sent
So here we are 'till you lose control
She's got the personality of Darth Vader
And the mentality of a sixth grader
I better get her now, while I still hate her
The way I hated you
While she still just a hole to crawl into
And I've still got my pride
But if I had a woman
If I had a woman that I could abuse
If I had a woman that I could cruel to
Wish I had a woman that I could refuse
And then I guess that I'd be satisfied
Why does she have to be more than just a pair of legs?
And why can't I let her be just another fertile egg?
I better get her now before I have to beg
The way I did before
While I'll still take any port in a storm
And I've still got my pride
But if I had a woman
If I had a woman that I could annoy
If I had a woman to take all the lashes
I wish I had a woman that I could destroy
'Cause then I guess that I'd be satisfied
Oh God, somebody send me a woman
'Cause I need a woman that I can despise
I need a woman that I can tear limb from limb
I need a woman to listen to lies
And then I guess that I'll be satisfied
Satisfied
Crawling from the wreckage
walking through the wasteland
searching for a sign of life
another lonely spaceman
Jet pack of my back
helmet on my head
laser in my shoulder holster
then somebody said
Do not move, do not run
do not reach for your ray gun
turn and face the queen of outer space
She was tall
She was green
She was penthouse magazine
Pure and chaste
the queen of outer space
she led me to titania
she took me to her chamber
she said i was now a guest
and i was out of danger
knee boots on her legs
hands upone her hips
sweet nothings flowing
from those lucious lips
Do not move, do not run
do not reach for your ray gun
turn and face the queen of outer space
She was sleek
she was blessed
she had three enormous breast
in my face
the queen of outer space
Do not move, do not run
do not reach for your ray gun
turn and face the queen of outer space
lead me on
through your door
where no man has gone before...
She screams as I force myself inside of her.
Bite your fucking lip, bite your lip,
Bite your lip you fucking bitch, bite your life, you whore.
It's one kiss to me, I am the seed of beauty to be.
This is her excuse to me. I just want to see if I like it.
Bite your life whore, the lights are ready.
Smile for the camera cunt.
I took my car in to get it fixed
And i give the keys to some teethless hick
Who picks his nose and spits
I want him dead!
And later on i go to shop for clothes
And the sales clerk strikes a snotty pose
"Can i help you with those?"
I want him dead!
And every time i see that stuck up topless dancer
I only want her to grow old and die of cancer
Cause i wanna set a bonfire in her hair
See her fry in the electric chair
Cause that's how much i care
I want her dead!
And i ask myself well how can it be right
To wish these awful deaths on people day and night
But when i ask why that's the way that it must be
I only tell myself 'well better them than me'.
Cause it's not that i'm such an awful guy
Don't ask me cause i don't know why
But certain people must die
I want 'em dead!
Yeah, I wish they'd take a leap from a windowsill,
Or overdose on sleeping pills
Curiosity kills
I want 'em dead!
Everyone who's afraid to dance
And everyone who wears panters' pants
And the whole nation of France
I want 'em dead!
You better take a dive on a live grenade
Or slit your throat with a razor blade
I wish you'd all get aids
I want 'em dead!
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
They got a go
They got a go
They got a go
I want 'em dead!
And IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Don't know why they got a die
But i want them dead!
De-de-de-dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
I want 'em dead
One flick of the wrist I'll throw this cigarette aside and lie here still
and hold my breathe so you won't see
or ask where are we now, WE ARE EXACTLY NOWHERE!
And it's not about denial. Sharpening my words to make an impact.
I'm so close!
I'm waiting for someone to watch me fall asleep
so I can dream to night turn out the lights,
I'm pulling myself down, I can't stop feeling like happy endings are out of style now.
I'm struggling to bury deep inside secrets of my life
in choices I've been left with today I'm making up for lost times.
You asked where are we are we now, we are exactly nowhere
and it's not about denial. Sharpening my words to make an impact.
I'm so close!
I'm waiting for someone to watch me fall asleep
so I can dream to night turn out the lights,
I'm pulling myself down, I can't stop feeling like happy endings are out of style now.
You asked where are we now!
WE ARE EXACTLY IN NOWHERE, NOWHERE!
I'm so close!
I'm waiting for someone to watch me fall asleep
so I can dream to night turn out the lights,
The snow is falling down.
the temperature is dropping.
The lights light up the town
and everyone is Christmas shopping.
But I'm lost in the crowd,
oh why can't I remember
the reason I'm so down
and why this happens to me every cold December?
It's a feeling that I just can't dismiss
I'm gonna spend a lonely Christmas,
sitting here and staring back at my TV.
A Miracle On 34rth Street
on the all-night TV repeat,
just Bob Hope and Santa Claus and me.
Those conversations I can't stand
Cause I know what they're gonna say,
"Tell us all your Christmas plans."
When they know I'll be home for the holidays...
So why can't they mind their own business?
I'm gonna spend a lonely Christmas
sitting in my living room.
For all they know I might have family,
friends and neighbors, Christmas cards and wrapping paper
trimmings on the tree and mistletoe.
But they can't hurt me anymore
if I won't share their Christmas spirit.
They won't hang holly at my door,
They won't sing carols, won't come knocking,
won't come near it.
So why can't they mind their own business?
I'm gonna spend a lonely Christmas
Sitting in my living room but that's ok.
I don't need no one else, I got my
microwave and a turkey pot-pie...
just another lonely Christmas day
just another lonely Christmas day
whoa oh oh oh oh oh
just another lonely Christmas day, hey hey hey
Is it necessary to try to carry this burden alone.
If it were any other day I would stay to satisfy
the urge for hope! But its dead, I'm running away.
It's so real, he said to the man with time on his hands.
I don't think your ready,
and I don't think I am ready to know.
It's so real, he said to the man with time on his hands.
I don't think your ready to go,
and I don't think I am ready to know.
Is it necessary to leave us all behind.
In the smoke filled room my eyes will dry with the world on my shoulders.
Waiting for light to show a path cause I can't do this by myself,
do this by myself!
It's so real, he said to the man with time on his hands.
I don't think your ready,
and I don't think I am ready to know.
It's so real, he said to the man with time on his hands.
Doin' a little drinking at my favorite bar
Got so smashed I couldn't drive my car
Got the phone and called me a cab
Got thrown out, and couldn't pay my tab
Nowhere to go, no cash to spend
Don't know why I'm smashed again...
Wake up in a puddle of booze
And crawl through the mountain of human refuse
In the kitchen, I piss in the sink
Open the fridge, and I reach for a drink
Clock on the wall says 1: 00 pm
Don't know why I'm smashed again...
Don't know why I'm smashed again
Cant believe this mess I'm in
Johnny Walker's my best friend
Don't know why I'm smashed again
My girlfriend threw me out in the street
And now I'm layin on the cold concrete
Four a.m. there's a knock at your door
"ooh, let me sleep on your living room floor!"
That's what you get for being my friend
Don't know why I'm smashed again...
I was born with a drink in my hand,
My feet on the ground, and my head in the sand
Scotch whiskey, rum, and beer
That the only reason I'm here
Looks like another lost weekend
That's why I'm smashed again...
That's why I'm smashed again
That's why I'm smashed again
That's why I'm smashed again
That's why I'm smashed again