lyrics
Songs:
Note: this is not all of my songs these are the songs on my mind these days
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in our residence,
there is more to amend
you have the bar to tend for all your moody junkie friends
run run for president
you mean the words you ment
shhh, they will raid the house again
i have been laying low
close too the ground you know
but it is frozen though
wait until spring and then you sow
something is bound to grow\
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acid in his jar:
o bo, let me go
o so, please don’t make me into another ho
o my fuzy camel toe
settle down now or they will put you in the hole
i have seen you walk’in
down on the street
looking for a fix and you have learned to be discreet
it is hard to walk and write with out ripping, tripping
do not go out with your hair showing
if he has acid in his jar
acid, acid in his jar
acid, acid in his jar
it is far, a car,bars, stars, par
it is hard to smell through this veil
here is my naked body
please be carful with the sale
tale. tail.
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in your cubical
i can hear you hum your tune
handed down baby,
here is your plastic spoon
a deflated red balloon
he is just another soildger in your planntoon
electric car it runs on the moon
i am down on the beach
waiting for the monsoon
du du du doom
kakaka boom
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some where in a trailer in the desert
i found my batteries
vivid waking dreams more lucid than memorie
something, somthing, serenity
i am moving up town
i am moving all around
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he wants white pussy
so he have white babies
aren’t i so pretty
up close
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pusher in a cage
he is just anothr pusher in a cage
he is just another pusher in a cage
night over day
work for an honest wage
nine to five is so hard to obey
i know i should have stayed but you
would not want me any way
you know i would rather be naked than sombodie elses maid
honey, fade away
away…..
here i am still awake
i am still afraid
he is just another pusher in a cage
he is just another pusher in a cage
i know that he will get out some other day
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pickers pallet
if you need me,
i will be
picking strawberries until three
you need me
because i am still picking strawberries
and i would rather be free
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a train
come ride the A train babe
i am going to catch a plane
before the rain takes the train
only you can save yourself
why won’t you save yourself
a is only local bound
e is open all the way down
i am going to catch a plane out of town
some of these people,
i do not want to watch then drown
the market has not crashed all the way down
the market comes crashing down
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feed the feds ( remixed sort of)
i am not gonna turn on the light
i do not want then to see me tonight
i am so tired and do not want to fight
i am not going to put the batterie in the phone
then they will know that i am already home\
i know that saw me leave on my own
the phone it self is mechanism to signal a drone\
they have chip for my skull and i am out looking for bones
my mail has already been read
they can’t tap the things you never said
they don’t want you if you won’t be lead
pick a song and feed the feds
pick a song and feed until you are fed
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read in the paper every other day
somebody elses soilger died that same old fashion way
to day an’t no different day
it is just that today
i knew one of those soilgers names
small town tells you you are brave
and sends you on out to kill and die in vain
it is just like playing another game
they tell you not be afraid
your childern have arms and legs
all gods childern have arms and legs
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love is high
fry fry fry
o my brain it an’t all mine
fry fry fry
it an’t all always right to think all the time
o the thought of love
make me so high
o you know that i tried
i just can not deny it
lov it is so high
love is so high
blue collar orders
o to fly
somebody elses diamonds through the sky
diamonds are heave in pockets
and i want to fly higher
love it is so high
love is high
my mind is mine
let them out of the mines
let them out of their mines
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traffic song
i am late for work again
amend, send, fend, friend , lend
i am late for work
hum, hum, hum
being strung
crumbs
i am just, stuck in traffic
i am just stuck in traffic
hum hum hum
being strung
i am down on my thumbs
hum
he got sum
she just a being traffic ed,
she is just a being
traffic d
hum, hum
how cum?
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my body is mine
and so in my mind
i am on fire
but i feel fine
and i do not need
a pimp in my life
for my life i am willing to fight
i got a lot of baggage from the past
you an’t the first to ask
and you wont be the last
you just lookin for some fast fast cash
i don’t need a pimp in my life
and for my life i am willing to fight
there an’t no right
there an’t no wrong
boy, you best b happy that you have your song
i do not need a pimp in my life
for my life i am willing to fight
own or be owned
i would rather be stoned
boy you should know that i am never alone
i do not need a pimp in my life
for my life i am willing to fight
i do not need to be a freak
and i do not need a toy
just because
i call him that
does not make him a little boy.
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Dimerized you
they want mind control
and propaganda an’t working
oo the way that it used to
well
i have a dimerized bronzed statue of myself on a pedal stool
tear out my eyes and i will never look back at you
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Vicarious combustion
vicarious combustion
you can lie in his grave and hold his hand
but you are a living man
i i called to tell you that you are not a machine
you are the real thing
vicarious combustion
and i pray for infinite resolution
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you are nothing but a machine
i created you
you belong to me
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if you do not
want
to go into the mall
you can wait in the truck
i am crawling out of a paper cup
they fould her remains in vacant lot
before the mini mart
twilite fading dark
she says that she wants her body back
he says here is a body bag
i think he should just shoot blanks
you do not have to fall apart
you know travel an’t that hard
if i can keep my close on
long enough
i can talk to you
standing up
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glue song:
glue,
it come from horsies hooves
i said
i am trying to leave the room
but it is stuck to my shoes
i wish that fbi would give up on me
as easily as you
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de sexualizing you in my mind
so i do not have to think about you all the time
it is not mine
you are not mine
nothng is nothing and nothing is mine
because
i do not want to own anything
i can not stand the neediness that all my things bring
and i will never need a diamond ring
i just want him to stop yelling me
i want him to sing
re humanize me in your mind
so i do no have to feel that i am living on borrowed time
objects are so hard to define
let go of your anger
and
it is love that you will find
de classify alleged war crimes
put them on trial and let the people deside
some times i tell the truth and some times i lie
some day,
there will not be any walls left to hide behind
dismantle the fbi
i can not stand them prying into my private life
phycological warfare cuts deeper than a knife
i just want to tell you
that i appreciate you by my side
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He is out there on the sea,
want’in on a girl but it an’t me
he can’t even see me
out the window, bloody effergy
unnamed bullets all around me
i am gonna just let him be
in a crowded from he says he is lonely
lonely ain’t free
you could be with me
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you i objectify
before i am objectified
and i will never be the thorn in your side
put me down gently and these feeling will subside
you know,
one good bullet could destroy his perfect body
and one good bullet could transform his perfect soul
and i arn’t i a pretty target as walk down the street
it is hard to shoot moving objects
maybe we will speak next time we meet
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there is nothing left
but a tent in a parking lot
bodies strewn
some of them have begun to rot
mass morgue,
department store
sit an wait for the refigerorator car
it is easy to be lonly when half the city is dead
plastic bikini and the acid is all red
i can see the bodies,
they are falling on my head lord
the acid is all red lord
i can see
the bodies and they falling on my head lord
the acid is all red
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nuclear winter:
o to work
o to read
o to drive
my pants were made by slaves
i am so happy to alive
the alley is so wide
the back side of the hill
is blanketd in nuclear winter
sight is so clear
are you still here?
are you already gone?
where is it that you are going with that blonde girl
mayb i can come along
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