• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Twitch - Rudimentary Peni
• Twitch - Bif Naked
• Twitch - Christina Milian
• Twitch - Honeydogs
• Twitch - Idiot Flesh
• Alcohol Police - Twitch
• Lay It on the Line - Twitch
• No Undies Monday - Twitch
• Aye Aye Captain - Twitch
• Work - Twitch
• Twitch - Online Romance
• Cassanova - Twitch
• Drunk - Twitch
• Boots - Twitch
• Gimme A Break - Twitch

Howard Phillips Lovecraft, Heaven knows, had a talent for writing which was of no mean proportion; only what he did with this talent was a shame and a caution and an eldritch horror. if he had only gotten the Hell down out of his auntie's attic and obtained a job with the Federal Writers Project of the WPA, he could have turned out guidebooks that would be classics and joys to read, forever. Only he stayed up there, muffled up to the tip of his long, gaunt New England chin against the cold which lay more in his heart than in his thermometer, living on 19 cents worth of beans a day, rewriting (for pennies) the crappy MSS of writers whose complete illiteracy would have been a boon to all mankind - ah, but life is a boon; and producing ghastly, grisly, ghoulish and horrifying works of his own as well - of man-eating Things which foraged in graveyards, of human/beastie crosses which grew beastlier and beastlier as they grew older, of gibbering shoggoths, and Elder Beings which smelt real bad and were always trying to break through Thresholds and Take Over - rugose, squamous, amorphous nasties, abetted by thin, gaunt New England eccentrics who dwelt in attics and who eventually Never Seen Or Heard From Again. Serve them damn well right, I say.

i got a boyfriend. he's a bad boy.
he is my favorite. he is my joy.
i got a boyfriend. "danger boy!"
he's got a girlfriend. she is my toy!
sometimes he'll twitch for no reason,
it's just a twitch, and it's part of his style.
he tells me i'm his one and only
i'm the only one making him smile.
sometimes he'll twitch for no reason,
it's just a twitch, and it's part of his style
when he's feeling sad and lonely
i'm the only one driving him wild.
he really likes me. he likes my mom.
he buys me ice cream. he likes my song.
he's got a nice car. i buy his gas.
but in the back seat, he moves too fast!
sometimes he'll twitch for no reason,
it's just a twitch, and it's part of his style.
he tells me i'm his one and only
i'm the only one making him smile.
(my boyfriend's back and you're gonna get in trouble!)
sometimes he'll twitch for no reason,
it's just a twitch, and it's part of his style
when he's feeling sad and lonely

Baby, every now and then you disappear from this earth
And where you been and where you go I don't know
But when you didn't up for till 2 I'm like where was you
Late again, didn't call on a cell that I bought
I figured out when you open your mouth
First you start forgettin' then your palms start sweatin'
Then you twitch, twitch
You can't disguise when you're caught in a lie
You always reply with a twitch, twitch
It's true your body language told on you
Tell me what'd you do
First you lie, start to stutter
[Unverified]
You're guilty and one day you gonna feel me
But you should know it's not right
It's not okay, I wasn't born yesterday
Speak up, I can't hear you
What did you say boy, wussup?
You so crazy acting this way
Is there something in your eyes?

I'm climbing up your ladder now the next rung is thin air
I'm lying at your feet and you don't care
You're hog-tied on your dirty chair, you think that day is night
You're so far left, you think you're right
Sugar in my tank but I'm alright
You are the one, you are the one twitch in my eye
You are the one, you are the one, but I'm not blind
You are the twitch in my eye but I'm not blind
Pins and needles everywhere, I'm chewing on steel wool
The China shop is burning down waiting for a bull
The glue factory's got my name, a gathering of lies
Anticipating my imminent demise
Killing, killing me hardly now
Try to scream as you shut my mouth
You are the one, you are the one twitch in my eye
You are the one, you are the one twitch in my eye
You are the one, you are the one, but I'm not blind
You are the twitch in my eye, but I'm not blind
You're laughing, I'm going down
You're laughing, I'm going down

Cradle to grave think like a slave. Weak at the start
we’re ripped apart. Even the strong don’t take too long.
Making it through what’s left of you. Work like a dog
jump like a frog. Breaking the law breaking your jaw.
Flat on your back your heart attack. Hole in the sky no
place to die. Here’s something you can’t ignore when life
is a hole that you dug before. Here’s something you can
explore when staying alive gets to be a bore. Everybody
on the floor. Nobody gets out the door. If your happy and
you know it. If you’re dying show it with a… TWITCH.
Women and men we’re tricked again. Up to our necks buried
in sex. Some like it hot some like it bought. Tear at the

Tequila - I drink that shit
I have it all the time. I get a hit off it
You butt-cracks, potruding from your pants
And I dont' wana say nothin'
But I can see your ass.
We are the alcohol police
Just gimmy a sip to see
That this is 100% decent alcohol
And you can go free
Tequila - I love the shit
Gets me real high
I cant get enough of it
You butt-cracks, potruding from your pants
And I dont wana say nothin

When your walking through the fire
Pumped up with desire
You should watch where you are going
- Now you've been told!
The rules of invention
Simple directions
Lay it on the line, lay it on the line
It's fine.
You say it's got no meaning
But it'sonly how it seems - yeah
And if you notice how its flowing
You'll notice what I mean
The rules of invention
Simple directions
Lay it on the line, lay it on the line
It's fine.
Can't think coz it wont come
But dont you date think im dumb
It may seem we're not thinking

City rockers put it in their drink
Will never notice untill you eat
I like to smell them in my sleep
No Undies Monday and Im wearing jeans.
On No Undies Monday
Dont forget on Sunday
If you like it down there
Wear no underwear
If you loose your pants you are dumb
Coz everybody will see your bum
No Undies Monday and im sittin in the
FUCKING SUN
No Undies Monday and I'd like to slap your bum
On No Undies Monday
Dont forget on Sunday
If you like it down there

Tried my luck fixing meat for your mother
Tried my luck and you just said no
All I want is to call you my lover
Try real hard but it come so slow
Two whole months I been lookin' at you boy
It ain't often I don't get my way
Hey babe, baby - Hey Pretty Baby
Tried my luck loving you like no other
Tried my luck and you just said wait
All I want is to call you my lover
And I want it on a porno tape
Two Whole Months I been lookin' at you boy
It ain't often I don't get my way
Hey babe, baby - Hey Pretty Baby
I love the way
You scream my name
Call in the cap

My last day seemed productive, but,
What more can I say
Say goodbye to your freedom
Hope that you'll get paid
Pray that you'll get out of here
Need A Holiday
I still seem to be a slave to the man
Monday to Friday
Work is doing in my head
It ruins my weekend
And I don't wanna do it - do - it
I don't wanna be here, its
Getting on my last nerve
What I got for right now
Ain't what I deserve
Pray that I'll get out of here
I need a holiday
But I still seem to be a slave to the man
Monday to Friday

There's a little squirrel dancing on the telephone
wire. Were he a human boy, you'd just watch him though
you'd know he'd retire in a quick trip and plummet. But
the squirrel's got some balance. The squirrel's got his
weight goin' for him. Yeah, the squirrel's got some
balance up there on that wire. The twitchy squirrel
knows he's no need for repose, posed on his blue sky
background. He's not coming back down, and though the
line he runs sways, he spends all the day in mid-air.
Why should he care? As a grade-school boy, Trey wished
he had a superpower. He never could conclude which one,
and undecided in his final class hour, he would
daydream away. He'd keep the power a secret; he didn't
care if it was circumstantial 'cause he'd just keep it
a secret. No need for him to cause a fuss. It wouldn't
be planned, but some twitch of his hand would so
slightly alter the playground and turn it just a bit
'round, so nobody could tell. When the recess bell
would ring, they'd empty outside to run in the
afternoon sun. He'd stop to admire his work, the rest
of those jerks oblivious to the fact that although
inexact, Trey had lifted and looped like a ringlet,
reversing the swingset. In a little while this all will
be going away, whether tree or stone, velvet or brown
macrame, every placecloth and tea set. But I've
relieved my attachment, and now I won't get too
sentimental since I've relieved my attachment to all
these things I never really owned. This studio
apartment is Trey's. I've wasted the day at the window
watching the squirrels go back and forth like a shot.
They seem to do that a lot. I wish I had their energy
and their poise, their speed without noise, their lack
of unfulfilled dreams, their simple-minded schemes and,
though the old unsightly wind blows me slightly, some

Trick me into believing
Something slightly interesting
Check my sensibility and run
Would you kindly join the meeting
Said the man I know was cheating
He lied and said it would be fun
I got too much make-up on my face
But I got it baby
See you on Saturday
I think I should kindly end the date
I got it baby
See you on Saturday
Trick me into achieving
Something without a meaning
Check your sensitivity for fun
Would you like to join the meeting
Said the man I knew was cheating

You wake up in the morning
Still wearing your clothes
Your head thumps out a warning
The kind you just dont wanna know
You walk out of your room
And you try to remember the show
Scratch your head and try as you might
You can't remember nothing at all
Cous you got drunk
Can't remember nothing at all
Need something to kick you in the ass
Just a little hit so that you gonna last
Cous you've gotta work today
Ain't no time for play
You gotta keep moving on
Gotta get some more cash

She was wearing boots
And I knew use two was in kahoots
Who knows where I will roam
As long as I go
With my guitar, in my arms
You say ya' like it dirty
How about all of this
Honey you'll never ever know
As long as I go,
with my guitar, in my arms
Once I thought I got told
My boots were gettin old
It'll always be a show
Wherever I go,

What will ya say - we gotta find a name
No no no way
Time for simple change THE TWITCH
Yeah we will have our day
No time for games
Ya know we're not afraid
No time for games
Leave me alone - Give me a break
How will you pay - your choosing to be pale
No no no way
Time for simple change THE TWITCH