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Melvins Album



1993
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Spread Eagle Beagle
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Los ticka toe rest.
Might likea sender doe ree.
Your make a doll a ray day sender bright like a penelty.
Exi-tease my ray day member half lost a beat away.
Purst in like a one way sender war give a heart like a fay.
Cuz I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land.
Die-mond make a mid-evil bike a sake a like a ree caste.
Cuz I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land.
On a ree land. Find a ree land.
You sink a my swan.
Rolly a get a worst in.
Maybe minus way far central poor forty duck a pin.
Milk maid dud bean. Master a load a head.
Pill pop a dope a well run general hash pump a gonna led.

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She walk my way to fee
And I grut my teeth
It's more like hundred milo
And I know more me
But you can make my teeth growl
You can make my underwell
It's a big dark world now
It's a big dark Hell
Los sitar watch out for your tails
Like of course a timely man
Like a hog dance
Like a pig dare
Mind warp deceptor wan

Wait a minute I caught defouled
And I felt it groan
She meant to hold the bar down
And she cleaned my nose
I look so peaceful
And I look so underwell
I ain't got no mouthfull
I ain't got no tail
You look like such a worldy man
Like a sinner tossed on the wind
Like a hotel
Like a piston
Like a well old man a wan

Rock sides supports them would you wail
Like a tosser timely man
Like a hard descend
Like a cyst stone
Like a well worn dance stone why

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I'm sin done in water
You might be over hill
He's somebody's daughter
As far as Liz well knows

Sin me a black one
Bubbled in a big sun
Open with a cast ray
A mystery mind

He sits her with father
We seem so in a two

Open up a C.A.T. scan
White leather free land
Wishy little be scar
Half-made mind

Elvis had a daughter
Not half-boned siksura

Heavy Betty big bone
Little kitty fig bomb
I'm no feet less
Keep me one

Eat more with your collar
Call egg mig mig me in May

Time is a big one
Only have to free us all
Misery to hope laid
Have them with the bong hit
Exit measured one seev
And I'm break and kickin Gary
I'm riggin with the clothes bend
I hang my bong

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And I know how it's to be
There is nothing more for you and I
Some are young and some are free
But I think I'm goin' blind

Cause, I think I'm goin' blind
And I know how it's to beeee
Little lady cancha see?
You are so young and so much different than I
And I know how it's to be
Can't you see I'm going blind?
Cause, I think I'm going blind
And I know how it's to be
Cause, I think I'm going blind
And I know how it's to be, yeah
Little lady can't you see
You're so young and so much different than I
I'm ninety thre-ee-ee-ee, you're sixteen
Can't you see I'm going blind
Yes I think I'm going blind
And I know how it's to be, yeah

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Eight times a fell a foe fi
Like overcast and clean
I gotta motor felt the wheel
Real fashion peel.
Try jackin blacken for more
Handcuff for special keys
Tribblize and neck down divide
This'll be his size.

Throw the case a plasticine down
Maybe after you more lay
Ain't about to pick my rounds
Sister's in my way.
I'm as fast as my own stand
Clean glass and most of all
Been around the sore retain
Language in the wall.

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HAG ME

I got my ceiling
Motor and mail
I only know the ceiling mouth.
I make my cell
Yellow the sound
That emanates from under.
Give me an gravity
Your right left leg
Hole in my hazer gives me you.
Cat say you'll never keep my breath
It's wise to think you'll try.

I grow the piston
I see the right'un only
Make see the right'un
Gee knows the bitter roundly.

Reachin' and growin'
All things in file
Give me the air to make my
To hope for more antenna
Tee take the sender.
I stole your gravity
I damn your how.
Don't hag me with your false green.

I grow the piston
I see the right'un only
They see the right'un
Gee knows the bitter roundly.

Lay sin an own ay like a barb
Baby freighk haybay, dee.
I'm in a lie mida make a moo
Cross a stake rollin' the why.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.

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I know something that you would never believe
I wish I was able to finally make you a queen.

Now, you set me straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you feel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal

I know something that you would never believe
I wish I was able to finally make you a queen.
It's times like this, Baby that makes it all seem worthwhile.
I'm lookin' for something that I can find in a smile

Now, you set me straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.

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Next time you gimme your gaze
Think about mork sinny goal
That tricky grass for me
Aw, T.V. you're in my nose
Oh, baby, baby, big red bally
Ain't it just a big ol' ball?
My baby, you're not crazy
Might be you're lone

*cough cough*
*choke*
Come on, gimme a drag
Bambino, see your diamond landing
Well baby, you're not so mean
Tell you like a horny nuclear
This damn baby, she wants my skillo

Hawk sooner I'm a witness
You like, like...hog
Lazy bread in your cocktail
Kurt mazy you're not bad
My only dude you are my best friend
She's cat damned
Damn, damned easy
My head's a big smile

. . .


"Platoon, file in.
Come on, you knuckleheads.
Move it, move it, move it!"

Moss in the mornin' let's you in
Is it a field day make me sin
It's only warm might let you stay
Moss in the mornin' might be way

Chase
Learn-ed
Finely
Earn your ray
Might be bey
Lucky day
Now

How could you ever moss it down
Extra ordin is not my sound
She better hope, that you better mind
Mix me over my left be wide

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I've seen a friend go ride you host away the peel
My leavin bedroom for my carvin wheel
Joke Mister join the Navy ain't so sad in awe
Half of the jay gone century cat the call

Toast no indee gone aim no want to be a ray
She's not afraid to fear more chaste with me
Ask not and you won't find it ride

Actin like over gentry
Maybe you're in hair
Ace like a big and hairy happy sad

Toast no indee gone aim no want to be a ray
She's not afraid to fear more chaste with me
Ask not and you won't find it ride

. . .


You can feel like a hole in the groaner
For rolly grow lil' Crover
I go like a piece of minola
Tramp go like terminal wow

. . .


Croak radio gives me the shakes. That's no surprise
Cuz I can feel both barrels of your eyes. Understand
what I'm sayin just like a hole beat red. You think
I'm bine. You take a leg. You feel a nice teen tone
bime-b-b-bye. Left dog. See big, boy, after your
dirty little tee bits all in seein my meat. I took a
team of you. Your bo-dy. For left-ov-er your sane.

Green water like a sugarback I bet your bine. Read
both bladder steps of foamy decline. Limbo. Lacky.
Sucker. Yes her limbo baba's at home and they cry
like half-dead dog bug.

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Spread Eagle Beagle

[No lyrics]

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