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Take my heart to unknown
To the dark all alone
Stake my heart make it groan
To embark on it's own
On it's own
On it's own
On it's own
Take my nerves to a bliss
Make them swerve into abyss
Stake my nerves make them hiss
Take 'em apart to a carcass
Carcass
Cascass
Carcass
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Rat attitude and my nose is a-runny.
I like you lots but you think that I'm a dummy
Can I pick you up to be at my buddies and chill.
We'll ham it down my down in my Plymouth Barracuda
Huffin' and a puffin' on that BC Buddha.
Don't worry about it sugar you've got nothing to lose.
Come along and take a ride with me,
I'll make some space in my dirty back seat.
I'll break the credence and push the pedal to the metal around town
We'll laugh about this tomorrow,
'cos times like this I hope.... will follow.
Rat attitude and my nose is a-runny.
I like you lots but you think that I'm a dummy.
Can I pick you up to be at my buddies and chill.
Weighing my down in my Plymouth Barracuda
Huffin' and a puffin' on that BC Buddha.
Don't worry about it sugar you've got nothing to lose.
Come along and take a ride with me
I'll make some space in my dirty back seat.
I'll break the credence and push the pedal to the metal around town
We'll laugh about this tomorrow,
'cos times like this I hope will follow me (I hope they follow me)
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I gotta keep running "I'm starting over"
I do for fun and "I'm starting over"
I'm low and I love it "I'm starting over"
Gotta keep gunnin' "I'm starting over"
We'll its just a wasted year
I'm doing my time
If things don't go right I'll drink some more beer
And I'll blow I blow out my mind
Well I'm lucid "I'm starting over"
Stop acting stupid "I'm starting over"
Where the fuck is my cupid "I'm starting over"
Gotta stop juicin' "I'm starting over"
We'll its just a wasted year
I'm doing my time
If things don't go right I'll drink some more beer
And things will be fine
My wounds wont stop oozing "I'm starting over"
Tired of boozing "I'm starting over"
Gotta stop choosin' "I'm starting over"
Gotta quit losin' "I'm starting over"
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Let it grow let it blow let it grow
Let it go let it grow let it grow
I like to watch it grow so sweat
I like to watch the growing of the meat
I like to watch it grow so slow
I like to watch it when it grows
Let it grow let it blow let it grow
Let it go let it grow let it grow
I like to watch it grow so fast
I like to pick up in aghast
I like to watch it grow so slow
I like to watch when it grows
Let it grow ooh yeah
Ooh yeah embryo embryo embryo
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I'm trapped in a basement
And there's no way out
I'm a papa's favorite
Without a doubt
I haven't seen the sun
For twenty-four years
But now, my time is there
(I'm daddy's favorite girl) It's over now
(I'm daddy's favorite girl) It's over now
(I'm daddy's favorite girl) It's over now
(I'm daddy's favorite girl)
Trapped in a basement
And my food is running out
He doesn't listen
He's all about
He's on vacation
Soaking out the sun
I don't want me
I'll be done
(I'm daddy's favorite girl) It's over now
(I'm daddy's favorite girl) It's over now
(I'm daddy's favorite girl) It's over now
(I'm daddy's favorite girl)
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Don't light me up I got a short fuse
Don't put me down I just love the dirt
Don't tie me up cause I'll just get loose
Don't try to play you might get hurt
The violence in Europe is oozing
Just like the pus from a broken scab
Got made a man from nights of boozing
Gonna be just like my Dad
Hey Mr. Postman what's the news today
Can you tell me if everything's gonna be okay
My eyes are wide open and the drapes have been drawn
My mind is smoking, blowing up like an atom bomb
Don't light me up I got a short fuse
Don't put me down I just love the dirt
Don't tie me up cause I'll just get loose
Don't try to play you might get hurt
The dogs are gone and I can't get work
The sun shines down like a 40-watt bulb
I told my mom and she went berserk
Should have done what I been told
Hey Humpty Dumpty I guess you learned your lesson
You got made into breakfast by some fat old Texan
And all the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't find a reason, and pushed Humpty to his end
Don't light me up I got a short fuse
Don't put me down I just love the dirt
Don't tie me up cause I'll just get loose
Don't try to play you might get hurt
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You're my friend
We'll stick together until the end
What else is there for a buddy to do?
Then sit around, be with you
And I know that it's hard
To be like you are
I want you to know
I'll be there, won't fall apart
And I want you to know
I'll be with you
I'll be with you
You're my friend
We'll be together until the end
What else is there for a buddy to do?
But be there, because I love you
And I know that it's hard
To be like you are
I want you to know
I'll be there, I won't fall apart
And I want you to know
I'll be with you
I'll be with you
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It don't matter what they say
You can't be the Jack Johnson of today
Big Black Baby Jesus on the way
Come on, the Jesus of today
Come on...
Do it
Do everything
Big Black Jesus on the way
It don't matter what they say
Put Black on the holy radio
Come back, where you can't fail
If you want it for someone to pay-o
Come on, you need the coffee and the mayo
Come on...
Do it
Do everything
Big Black Jesus on the way
It don't matter what they say
Jack Johnson of today
Yeah!
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Hey old man, say, whatcha say
Have ya got some information?
I'm far away, just way out here
And I need a destination
I cannot find what I want
With just an invitation
And when I see all the things
That you have, what you got
Don't let the children out to play
Don't let the rain wash down your sunny day
And if it does, don't bring your kids to me
I won't be here, somewhere is where I'll be
Don't be confused, don't be ashamed
It's not to be your fault
The boys will have the master ploy
And that's the end result
For better than for worse
There was forever be the day
For what you think you can't receive
And that will be okay
Don't let the children out to play
Don't let the rain wash down your sunny day
And if it does, don't bring your kids to me
I won't be here, somewhere is where I'll be
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"We're all ready to go
If you tell us we have to give our lives now, we ready.
I'm pretty sure these brother's are with me."
How it goes
Feel my nose
Like a ghost
I've been close
When I've froze
Feel so lame
What a shame
Smoke my brain
Got no name
It's insane
What a game
Pulled by the pain
Will it wane?
Nine times out of ten
Ain't got no money
But the gods make it fuckin' rain
That's how it goes when the drop goes through to your brains
That's how it goes when the drop goes through to your brains
That's how it goes when the drop gets in your face
The drop I hold slows your veins
Witches hair
Truth or dare
Chucks I wear
Rock some Slayer
It's not fair
'Cause I'm gone
Feel so calm
Lasts till dawn
PC ROM
In my palm
Atomic bomb
Vietnam
Black-Lips.com
And Islam
That's how it goes when the drop goes through to your brains
That's how it goes when the drop goes through to your brains
That's how it goes when the drop gets in your face
The drop I hold slows your veins
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Elijah, I swear that I'll be true
Because Elijah, it's when I think of you
Because Elijah, I know what I pursuit
Because Elijah, so what we gonna do?
Well..
Oh! Yeah!
Oh! Yeah!
Oh! Yeah!
Oh! Yeah!
We'll try to find we're looking for
What we want
What we're looking for
He can't breathe
He can't breathe
He can't breathe
He can't breathe (Elijah)
Elijah, cause the pop is not the glue
It's Elijah, he makes me feel taboo
Because Elijah, he makes me well-to-do
Because Elijah, that's when we rendez-vous
Because...
Oh! Yeah!
Oh! Yeah!
Oh! Yeah!
Oh! Yeah!
We'll try what we're looking for
To find
What we want
What we're looking for
He can't breathe
He can't breathe
He can't breathe
He can't breathe
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Erm well you know it's an altogether new thing
and you actually can have a religious experience
and it can be even more important than reading the bible six times
or becoming a pope or something like that you know - taken from kids on LSD
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Reverse intro (detuning their guitar)
Wooo
I'm a rag tag fag?
the kind you can not flack (yeahhh)
got the vietcong gone
the kind that dropped the bomb (ohhhhhhh)
dont kill the liquid when i split
Call me Chickenshit
Got my eyes on the prize
And make you realise
Meltdown (i got it up my nose)
Meltdown (i got a fuck you pose)
Meltdown (i got to be a prop)
Meltdown (cos when meltdown baby lose my drop)
When i met feeling fresh
Call me davey crocket
licked osama and obama have fucked the dilah lami
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Coming from
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Black lips.com in vietnam
Meltdown (i got it up my nose)
Meltdown (i got a fuck you pose)
Meltdown (i got to be a prop)
Meltdown (cos when meltdown baby lose my drop)
Arrrrrrggghhhh
(Crazy reversed outro, the whole track some bits are ran backwards some forwards, some delay reverb and fuzz are used)
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