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Hey, you look fantastic
You're more punk than I'm used to
I'm more drunk than I'm used to
Can I sit down?
Yes, I'd like to taste your chapstick
I don't even know your name
Feel like I should know your name
Before we screw around
Well, I guess this is happening
I've got a bad feeling about this
When you take your clothes off
I can see your cool tattoos
I don't have cool tattoos
But yours look good
And I'd like to reassure you
That you're probably really nice
But I don't know if you're nice
I mean, I think you just drew blood
Well, I guess this is happening
I've got a bad feeling about this
And I've got a bad feeling about this
I'm past the point of no return
If you know what I mean
I just hope to all that's holy
That you're actually eighteen
I wake up in a panic
'Cause I dreamed I was your boyfriend
I know I'm not your boyfriend
But you're on my chest
Oh, I know you can be manic
But I've seen your cigarette burns
They're nasty cigarette burns
But I'm hoping for the best
Oh, please let this be happening
I know it shouldn't be happening
And I've got a bad feeling about this
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My Menagerie
05:49
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(What can I say? Ah... welcome home.)
So this is my mansion, boy. Do you like the chandeliers?
I got lots of food and drink and sweet perfumes, yeah I hope you'll like it here
Go get comfortable, boy, you can make yourself at home
There's a big luscious room prepared for you, it's a place you can call your own
It's where I keep a lot of lovely boys and girls, just like you
I'll feed you regularly and make sure you get your exercise, too
You'll get a beautiful brand new cage here, and I hope you find it cozy
You're gonna be the centerpiece of my menagerie
You're my Mexican Wartfrog
It's written on that sign
When you quack-quack-quack-quack-quack
I nearly lose my mind
Ooh, verruca Mexicanus
You and me we're gonna be famous
All these other animals and you and me
Living here in my menagerie
Yeah
Look around at your neighbours, boy, I got lots of lovely little sweeties
Ooh, I could be put in jail for housin' all of these endangered species
I'm pretty sure the world believes these little butterflies have gone extinct
Well, they just had some brand new baby caterpillars -- so whatcha think?
Oh, I got Boojum birds and Dodo birds and Snipes and unicorns and Bandersnatches
I think this egg's got a dinosaur inside, but I won't know until it hatches
There's a giant squid in my aquarium, and it's best friends with my Kraken
Ooh, boy, my zoo is almost perfect, but you can make that happen
I got babies with teeth the size of my arm, and ones with seventy eyes
Oh, but of all the crazy little fauna, you're my golden prize
Ooh, verruca Mexicanus
You and me we're gonna be famous
All these other animals and you and me
Living here in my menagerie
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Hard Candy
01:32
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They told me boys are bitter
They told me girls are sweet
I told them you can't tell me who to be or what to eat
I'm taking off the wrapper
Yeah read my painted lips
And I'm delicious from my styled hair down to my hips
I'm so sweet
I'll crack your teeth
So fucking bite me
I'm hard candy
They said the boys are hungry
They said the girls are meat
I told them you can't tell me who to be or what to eat
I'm so sweet
I'll crack your teeth
So fucking bite me
I'm hard candy
They told me boys are bitter
They told me girls are sweet
I told them you can't tell me who to be or what to eat
I'm so sweet
I'll crack your teeth
So fucking bite me
I'm hard candy
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Player, Goodbye
04:00
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The last bullet has been fired, the last bubble has been blown
We were always single player, now we're really on our own
And I'd love to just Continue, but pal, you know I know
We've opened up this can of worms, and now I have to go
Those Shiny, spinning atoms, they will shine and spin no more
And the lives we led as Playmates are just memories of before
Well, I know the golden rule: Leave 'em screaming "What the Heck?!"
As you float softly away on your spinning, prehensile neck
Player, Goodbye
Remember when you helped me launch a cow into the air? And re-
Member the time I became a blind cave salamander?
The good times may be past now, but that doesn't mean they're dead
Just ask Psy-Crow, or Professor Monkey-For-A-Head
We've been underneath the ocean and through vortexes in space
We've run across the bacon on some giant monster's plates
Yeah, we've had a groovy run, kid; we're almost out of time
Before I go, Pete sends his love, these days he's doing fine
Player, Goodbye
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A Lover Listens
04:36
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Love me
As I tell my story
Revel in my glory
Feel my failure, too
There is such a lot to tell
If you love me, listen well
Mistakes
Tiny jewelled heartbreaks
Stupid, treasured keepsakes
These I offer you
Notice how they glitter bright
Even in the dimmest light
If you truly care for me
Build a house for me in your memory
For love earns a story
Sculpture
Chiseled, worn and rendered
Artists swinging hammers
Chisels fresh and keen
Do you want to leave your mark?
Do you want to heal my scars?
Vital
No process is final
When the hammers idle
Paint a pretty scene
Hang a painting in your room
Scent the frame with my perfume
If you truly care for me
Build a house for me in your memory
For love, it earns a story
And a lover listens
A lover listens
Ah
If you truly care for me
Build a house for me in your memory
For love, love earns a story
And a lover listens
A lover listens
A lover listens
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My Baby Holds Me
02:03
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I don't love my baby and my baby don't love me (x2)
But she holds me so nice, I never wanna be set free
She's got two long arms, she's stronger than a bear (x2)
She's soft as a pillow and comfy as a rockin' chair
When my heart's broken, I'm so blue that I can't speak (x2)
I just find her arms and I sleep straight through the week
She thinks I look funny and she always give me lip (x2)
We cuddle so much we joined up at the hip
Yeah, my baby holds me...
Some day she'll leave me, and I'll be sleeping all alone (x2)
I'll just call up my baby, she'll hold me through the telephone
Hold me, baby!...
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Older Brother
02:36
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Here's the pit of your stomach
Here's the bags of your eyes
Here's your fingers clenching into fists
And if I knew em
I'd kick the shit out of em
Here's where you breathe too fast
Here's where you panic
Here's where nothing fits
And if I knew em
I'd kick the shit out of em
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8. |
Song for Chaedi
02:38
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I fought the demon in your head, my friend
A blanket for the chill
I coaxed you from Death's lonely arms
When the voices all went still
So dream on through the night, old friend
Say one goodbye to me
Your burden was light, my friend
But this morning, I am free
This morning, I am free
I bought a flame to keep you warm
Paid a pretty fee
Wear it round your neck, my friend
And please remember me
So sleep on out of the wind, old friend
Say one goodbye to me
No more wonderin', old friend
This morning, I am free
This morning, I am free
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