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1982 |
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2. | The Villagers |
3. | Angry Hills |
4. | Life of Work |
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6. | Ordinary Bummer |
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9. | Platonic |
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big dick is a thumbs-up guy
he shot a missile in the sky
it functioned just as advertised
until the fire made him cry
look into it later
when the dust is clearing off the crater
run like a villain let the good times roll
run like a villain to the sugar bowl
run like a villain cause you can't adjust
to a saccharine suburb in the mush
i've got some loving arms around me
darker than the tombs of Egypt,
dumber than the crudest fiction,
buried in a melting coffin
nights like this appeal to me!
tracy got an afghan, pedigreed,
prescription shades and designer jeans
a sony walkman on her head
all she wants is to be fed
run, run, run, cause you're soft
run, run, but don't get lost
the shining moon the dead oak tree
nights like this appeal to me
i've got some loving arms around me
the shining moon the dead oak tree
nights like this appeal to me
i've got some loving arms around me
trying to steal a moment of pleasantry
in this zzzzzombieee birdhouse
run, run, run run like a villain
let the good times roll
run like a villain to save your soul
it can't be done i already know
so i run like a villain to the sugar bowl
cause who you are nobody knows
who you are nobody knows
rings on your fingers
and bells on your toes
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well gather round people
and listen to this
i am a hermit of burial ridge
once i was shaven and worked every day
but the call of the wild just lured me away
singing hi hi ho it's a water a day
on my way to an unmarked grave
hi hi ho it's a water a day
on my way to an unmarked grave
there's pals at my table and mud on the floor
there's bears in the area and wolves at the door
their singing a song about cookie mcbride
who goes out a-trapping and then tails their hide
hi hi hey it's a water a day
on my way to an unhappy grave
hi hi hey it's a water a day
on my way to a rain filled grave
so if you're planning a natural trip
don't call up snooping on burial ridge
the searchers will come and discover your hide
high, wet and hanging like cookie mcbride
hi hi hey it's a water a day
on your way to an unhappy grave
hi hi hey it's a water a day
who will remember the money you saved?
i'm in over your head
you're in over your head
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i got nothin to eat in this old house
i gotta go out and catch a mouse
i can't be wrong so i gotta be right
it's eat or be eaten
something's hungry like a hunter
and it's probing like a fingerrr
as the drumbeat keeps things hurrying
that's the part that's so appealing
it's the beat that dominates
each breath you draw
each step you take
strike or be stricken
eat or be eaten yum yum yum yum
eat or be eaten
your skills are highly specialized
but still that girl can magnetize
you sense the hunger in her eyes
it's beat or be beaten
there's no softness in her eyes
a weird dull glint is in her eyes
with a stubborn will to tantalize
like some cheap devil in disguise
and it's troubling me
hell it's nervy that's what it is
eat or be eaten
beat or be beaten
strike or be stricken
the night is dark the night is pulp
tilt back your head and take a gulp
of air that's screamed a thousand times
the main thing is to victimize
it's just the night for a conquering tribe
oh, it's just the night for a conquering tribe
eat or be eaten
beat or be beaten
faster than the arrow flies
or the man who smiles while he lies
it's just the night for a conquering tribe
and the girls are calling in her yellow dress
that girl is calling in a yellow dress
she says eat eat eat here boys
eat eat eat here boys
and then a bop a doo ba doop ba abop
a dooba ba bop bohma bop a doo bop bohm
a doopee dee a dop adoop
a bum bayo bayum bohmbayum
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bulldozer
like a giant clam
run that girl over
get that poseur
rolldozer
bulldozer
ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha
son of a dog
general dozer
bulldozer
get that poseur
rid that poseur
ha ha ha ha
bulldozer
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i never saw you before
i never sound strained before
now i'm at your door
and i hope you're unusual
very unusual
now i'm at your door
and when you nicely ask me in
i'm staring at your shoes
and i don't wonder why
i feel like a horse
we can stray out on the open range
missing me every day with its hidden claws
spring snow
and when you brush me
brush me with your eyes
i think you've noticed that
i don't want to be a bad guy anymore
i never saw you before
but you're unusual
and now i'm at your door
i feel safe and warm
i feel
i feel
i feel
i feel
like a horse
ha ha ha ha
what's this?
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bzz bzz bzz bzz
watching the news
the plot you already know
don't have anything
they don't belong to anywhere
imagining things to be perfectly white
who are these people?
they don't belong
where's the u.s. navy?
i like the action
money money
food here
woman woman
fight here
approval approval
frown frown
approval
my daughter's not some damn hamburger chainsaw
in a parking lot
she trips
quick quick
won't somebody help me?
she carries that television on her back
as i watch the news
that's the russians
carry the television
money money
carry the television
food here
fuck here
fuck here
fight here
get out
approval
you don't count
the president today announced that he's pushing all the buttons in a giggling fit
ha ha ha ha
you already know
makes you feel good
makes you feel so good
i want to be on
i want to be on
so good crying
i want to be on
the news
i want to be known
i want to be known
i want to be on
i want to be known
come on everybody knows that everybody's watching the news
watching? watching?
it's something about crime, crime, crime
i like to watch
but i like to
what do you want?
what do you want?
what do you want?
legs rush, legs rush, legs rush, legs
scary, scary, damn scary
come all ye faithful ye joyful triumphant
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(chorus)
i am hungry
i am hungry
give me something
i am hungry
feed me
give me something
street crazy
(Repeat chorus with a cacophany of insane, incoherent sounds, including growling, humming and coughing)
i am nobody, i am nobody, i am nobody
(Repeat chorus in a cacophany of insane, incoherent sounds, including growling, humming and coughing)
yes, they're cropping up now with alarming frequency
these little group eyes
wasted people standing around
those who've been kicked ass backwards
hard out of our society
as we try for the better,
for the higher in man
they may as well be apes, you know
trying to comprehend the way of death
(Repeat chorus in a cacophany of insane, incoherent sounds, including growling, humming and coughing)
shovel it up the street, shovel it up the street, shovel it up the street
and it gets me down
and it gets me down
this is the vision i see
street crazy
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