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Lay Lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Stay lady stay
Stay while the night is still ahead
Stay lady stay
While Heaven’s dust fills our head
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I show them to you and you see them shine
Stay lady stay
Stay with your man a while
Till the break of day
Then you’re gonna see him smile
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean
And you’re the best thing he’s ever seen
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have your cake and eat it too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When he’s standing over you
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Stay lady stay
We’re gonna build the whole night ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you all night
Lay lady lay
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soon i discovered that this rock thing was true
jerry lee lewis was the devil
jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet
all of a sudden, i found myself in love with the world
so there was only one thing that i could do
was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long
ding dang a dong bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun
everytime i try to do it all now baby
am i on the run
why why why why why baby
if it’s so evil then?
give me my time, with all my power
give it to me all again (wow)
ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong
every where i go
everytime you tell me baby
when i settle down
got to get me a trailer park
and hold my world around
why why why why?
ding ding donga dong dong ding dong
dingy dingy son of a gun
half my time i tell you baby
never am I all for sure
why why why why why baby
sicky sicky from within
everytime I stick my finger on in ya
you’re a wild wild little town bitch
now how ’bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long
dingy a dingy dong a down
everytime you tell me baby
when i settle down
got to get me a trailer park
and hold my world around
why why why why?
in my dang a ding a ding a ding dong
a sticky sticky son of a gun
ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong
why why never know
why why wack a dong a dang ding dong
then you take it on the bill
ding dang dong don’t dong
whoa!
i wanna love ya!
why why why, why why darling
do you do you tell me to play?
half the time I talk about it all now baby
you know what I’m talkin’ about I said
why why why it’ll
ticky ticky ticky ticky
son of a gun
ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun
bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong
binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong
bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong
bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong
aarrrhhhh…
ding dang a dang bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun
everytime I try to do it all now baby
am I on the run
why why why
it’ll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky
dawn of a gun
bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a
ticky ticky thought of a gun
bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam
ticky ticky through the day
if you got a doubt ’bout baby
the memory is on the bed
why why why why why
darlin’ uh it don’t know
when my time is on
might tell me never do it on his own
if my time was all as is yours
make me burn a wish
when my time with you is brutish
no I’ll never not ever
why why why why why why baby heavy hell
alone and it’s here it’s this thunder
the thunder oh thunder
oh!
jesus built my car
it’s a love affair
mainly jesus and my hot rod
yeah, it!
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Live from Spinctour
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stronger than reason
stronger than lies
the only truth I know
is the look in your eyes
the look in your eyes
just like a car crash
just like a knife
my favourite weapon
is the look in your eyes
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
there’s a ton locked in your empty eyes
get out of my life
I’m chewing on glass
and eating my fingers
I’m not the one
who’s run out of lies
lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of time
cutting my face
and walking on splinters
I lost my soul
to the look in your eyes
your eyes
you ran out of lies
you ran out of lies
you ran out of lies
you ran out of time
stigmata!
o, you have empty eyes
they tell me nothing, nothing but lies
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This song is from
`The Mind Is A Terrible Thing To Taste`
Artwork by DredlockMiki
Best watched in HQ
For stereo:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtiffRnQfHs&fmt=18
(This video contains some lyrics that may be offensive)
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“You have had all that money can give you,
but that wasn’t enough.
You became a thrill-seeker.
Kill for the thrill.
(assassin)
This thrill-seeking became the one great thing in
your life, planning one thrill on another until the murder.
Kill for the love of killing.
(guilty)
Kill for the thrill.
The thrill-seeker comes from all walks of life.
He comes from the home,
a home where the parents are to busy to treat
their children with respect.”
Die! Die! Die! Die!
Scum-suckers! Debility divulged!
Anal fuck-fest, thrill Olympics
Savage scourge supply and sanctify
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die! Die! Die! Die!
Die! Die! Die! Die!
You said it!
Sedatives supplied become laxatives
My eyes out lies
I only kill to know I’m alive
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die! Die! Die! Die!
“Kill for the thrill.
(assassin)
Some people think newspapers
exaggerate juvenile crime.
All that is defined mostly to the
large cities, juvenile delinquency is underlined.
Thus parents think something
is going wrong with the environment.
Adults create the world, children live it.
Juvenile delinquency is always rooted in adult delinquency.
And in this process, parents play the key role
when children grow up among adults who refuse
to recognize anything that is fine and good,
or worthy of respect.”
Die! Die! Die! Die!
So what, it’s your own problem to learn to live with
Destroy us, or make us slaves
We don’t care, it’s not our fault
that we were born too late
A screaming headache on the promised age
Killing time is appropriate
To make a mess and all the rest,
we say, we say
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die!
Die!
Now that I know what it’s like,
I’ll kill them all if I like
Only time will decide
No one listened to reason,
it’s too late and I’m ready to fight
So what? Now I’m ready to fight!
I’m ready to fight! [x4]
Fight! [x4]
So What? [x6]
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all the locals hide their tears of regret
open fire cos i love you to death
sky high, with a heartache of stone
you’ll never see me cos i’m always alone
how to love without a trace of dissent
i’ll buy the torture cos you pay for the rent
tied high with a broken command
you’re all alone to the promised land
i’m in love with this malicious intent
you’ve been taken but you don’t know it yet
what you will know must never live to be found
cos it’s the subject of the eyes of the drowned
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well I live with snakes and lizards
and other things that go bump in the night
cos to me everyday is halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight
well any time, any place, anywhere that I go
all the people seem to stop and stare
they say ‘why are you dressed like it’s halloween?
you look so absurd, you look so obscene!’
o, why can’t I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that’s served?
why can’t they see they’re just like me
it’s the same, it’s the same in the whole wide world
well I let their teeny minds think
that they’re dealing with someone who is over the brink
and I dress this way just to keep them at bay
cos halloween is everyday
it’s everyday
o, why can’t I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that’s served?
why can’t they see they’re just like me
it’s the same, it’s the same in the whole wide world
o, why can’t I live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that’s served?
why can’t they see they’re just like me
I’m not the one that’s so absurd
why hide it?
why fight it?
hurt feelings
best to stop feeling hurt
from denials, reprisals
it’s the same it’s the same in the whole wide world
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congregation, please be seated and open your prayer
guides to
the book
of revelations, psalm 69
And now it’s time for us
to us to give a little love back to God
drinking the blood of jesus
drinking it right from his veins
learning to swim in the ocean
learning to prowl in his name
the body of christ looked unto me
a preacher with in his hand
he wants you to suck on the holy ghost
and swallow the sins of man
psalm 69
the invisible of the holy ghost
comes down like acid rain
they’re making a profit off terminal guilt
the scavengers go on parade
the promise of life and eternity
is used just like the sword
he’ll filled you up with his devil’s cock
and he’ll come in the name of the lord
the way to succeed and the way to suck eggs
stop it!
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