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The Streets Are Empty
02:02
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Yesterday was colder but my head's a burning cloud
If you hold onto my molars we can squeeze the fever out
I think I really like you, think I'll have you sent away
'Cause I'm in love with absence and my heart-cat is a stray
The streets at night are pretty when the kids stay home with the flu
The streets are pretty empty when all I have is you
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Toxic glass and needle spit
The man with a broken tongue
Watching kids and washing knives
The Magical Boy's his friend
With ears like a cat and mystical powers
Only the next of regalia clan can
Open the heart of the Chrysalis Creeper
And make his beauty dry
Milky fur and teeth on fire
The God Man wants 'em dead
Crystal Creep and the Mystic Boy
Will pump the skies with lead
With ears like a cat and mystical powers
Only the next of regalia clan can
Open the heart of the Chrysalis Creeper
And make his beauty dry
[SEXY GRUNTS]
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3. |
Rosewater Ashes
01:04
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Too tired to sleep
Too hungry to eat
Too cut up to bleed
Too tied up to leave
You're cuter than a kitten yawning
More murderous than an A-bomb
Too lonely to love
Too cuddly to hug
Too shiny to rub
Two stars up above
I wish that I could have known you
For even just a minute longer
I wish we were young
As free as the breeze
We'd stay up all night
And play in the leaves
But Death is tapping on my window
He told me that it's time to get older
And when I leave, I won't be far
You'll just have to look over your shoulder
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Novocaine Deflector
00:49
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Le cirque est ici, temps froid
The sea's taste buds all thrown away
My body is shutting down
The centipede's using my body like a town
I can't look my dentist in the eye
He's always rubbing his breath against my gums
I'll never cut that, the brimming bottled brain
Good thing I got a novocaine deflector
Push some cotton between my lungs
Good luck leaving your dog at home
I wanna taste the salt in the sea
I wanna taste the salt in the sea
Get some wormwood and swallow the sand
I know you lied about that tornado
Open the novocaine crack in your brain
Good thing I got a novocaine deflector
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5. |
Lucky Bug
02:05
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Everytime he wants to "lucky bug"
We let him "lucky bug"
Throw yer hands in the air
Throw 'em up in the air
Grimp BUG, Grimp BUG
He's a lucky bug
He lives under the...sheet
Oscar, he, uh
UHH
Grimp Bug
Grimp Bug
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Way down, down by the ocean
An ocean of cats
I found my raison detre
In the mouth of a fish
If you could see me today I'd be
Waving a stick
Crazy; is that all you can say to me?
You're not even a doctor
The spine, and I drink all its nutrients
So I can grow strong
My lungs are too cold and broken
To feel any light
Don't look for the corporate world
It soon won't even exist
My thoughts are killed off and wasted and gone
The brainwaves are peeling apart
I... Was it so wrong?
Did I do wrong?
I... I was alone
With patients who weren't mine
I... Have no degree
I had to improvise
I... Dissected a man
And a slug and a girl and a kid and a singer and a turtle and a cat and a chair and a secretary, yeah
And a bird and a nurse and a clock and a doctor and a door and a melon and some hands, yeah
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7. |
Plumy Atomics
02:07
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I was already irritated by the thorn stuck in my hip, but the sudden thunderstorm aggravated my vexation.
I felt all right and ready for a new day.
Time and time again, Professor Cromwell would allude to themes from The Iliad.
Miss Strathmore's vague allusions to The Divine Comedy confused a fraction of the student body's population.
She and I would regularly alternate between feelings of shame and pride.
A rite of passage was in session between the three young flute-players.
Would a frog leap and/or ask for a kiss?
I expected the bell to ring at midnight, but it did not.
When I asked Dr. Puffin which necropolis resident I should dig up for him, he said, "Anybody should do just fine."
"Just fine."
Is there anyone in the world who knows the perfect recipe for key lime pie?
His tuxedo is as good as mine, or better.
She would not tell me whether they had bought a turtle or a kitten.
We have yet to arrive on the shore of Summerisle.
He is regarded as the meanest old sailor to cross the seven seas.
She had no doubt.
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[Various facts about sharks]
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9. |
Lobster Beam!
02:37
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My eyes turned to lazers
My foes turned to lobsters
The System crumbles down
This city is a seafood town
I have no regrets
I'm gonna eat my pets
Maybe they'll be more happy
In the belly of a crustacean-eating god
Await the Lobster Beam!
There's no other way, you'll see
Don't try to escape
Your nautical fate, just wait
The broken survivors will resort to swimming
The boiling ocean, an elegant feast
Of flesh. Of lobster flesh, oh yes
The oceans, the people, the countries, the planets
Will fall to the hands of the Lobster Man
The world will taste the fate of its food
The third War of the World
Will be served with a cup of butter
The gods we'll worship from the succulent flesh of their victims' tails
Something will go wrong
Some kind of zombie lobster
Will wake up in their jaws and
Hopefully come back to save us all
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10. |
Spider Breakfast
04:02
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A spider came to breakfast with a flower in his mouth
A tumor-eating toaster making friends with a trout
I can't see far and I can't see long
A daddy-long-legs cooking flies by the pound
Take me to the river, strip the fat off my bones
Kaleidoscope cats never answer the phone
Spider baby, spider baby, where did you go?
I see you left your shoes at HOME.
************
I'll never sleep again
'Cause sleeping is just too hard to do
The sugar that the spider gave to me
Is tasting like the water we spew
Nobody ever eats with me
My stomach's like a gaping abyss
I stick to the flies with termites now
The staples of a spider breakfast
I'll never sleep again
'Cause sleeping is just too hard to do
The sugar that the spider gave to me
Is tasting like the water we spew
Nobody ever eats with me
My stomach's like a gaping abyss
I stick to the flies with termites now
The staples of a spider breakfast
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I can't taste the glass that crawled through
Broken clocks won't stop their screaming
I slept naked in an ant hill
To kill my thoughts of solitude
Wake up, Green Sun. Goodbye, silence.
Going solo, cut off my arm
Turn off your clock; smash it, eat it
Pieces growing in my esophagus
If I could, I'd swallow cacti
My mouth fills up, ashes fall out
Eating thumb-tacks, iron, stained glass
No one answers when I'm speaking to the sand
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[Laboured breathing]
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13. |
Toxic Shock
01:43
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My girlfriend smells like medicine
My boyfriend is an alien
My girlfriend smells like oranges
My boyfriend's eating oranges
Everytime I look down
And can't even pee
Redness and infection is spreadin'
Down to my knees
Bloodshot eyes and a tampon
Gorged with all of my fees
Put it in a bag and take it to the man, yeah
My girlfriend smells like medicine
My boyfriend is an alien
My girlfriend smells like oranges
My boyfriend's eating oranges
My guts are made of LSD
We made love to the SAT's
That heartache was refractory
I'm livin' in a factory
I really wish I lived in
A cotton candy machine
Sugar stuck to walls and
Swirling up into my dreams
I don't even know why my
Body has to settle for blood
This toxic shock is soaking up all of my love
My girlfriend smells like medicine
My boyfriend is an alien
My girlfriend smells like oranges
My boyfriend's eating oranges
My girlfriend smells like medicine
My boyfriend is an alien
My girlfriend smells like oranges
My boyfriend's eating oranges
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Ass Hass Ass Crass
Asshole Asshole
I wanna take a bath
I wanna take a bath
I wanna take a bath
I wanna take a bath
I wear a football helmet when I take a bath
Asshole
[Incoherent gibberish]
Bye bye
[squish]
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Whisper alone in the flowers
Where predation comes to play
I suffer some cosmic mutation
I take it day by day
An ocean of defects
I take it day by day
The tidal wave rose up
And washed it all away
The storm bells are ringing
Those bells will soon decay
Lying awake by the window
As the past tries to crawl inside
My teeth are turning their own gears
As I resist infanticide
Yet I struggle to wake up
I take it day by day
The tidal wave rose up
And washed it all away
The storm bells are ringing
Those bells will soon decay
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16. |
Bubblegum Dreams
01:56
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Dreamin' my gumdrop dreams
Don't have a chair or a floor
Thinkin' about bugs and the war
Holding my hand with a vice
Staining my fake teeth black
Licorice thoughts in the car
Drinking with Johnny the Cop
Johnny Quest choking on leaves
I don't wanna breathe
Collapse
The lungs with a snap
Dreamin' my gumdrop dreams
Don't even know how to sleep
He wants me to sleep in steam
I wish I could live in the sea
Lick all the tongues with your throat
Rest up against my face
We talk about visions we taste
Never let go of the air
I don't wanna breathe
Collapse
The feelings we had
I'm only in love with your skin
Nobody knows where I am
Hide in the dark backseat
Hoping to hear our voice
Oxygen Man's asleep
Fire Ant Man's asleep
Clocktower Man's asleep
Too many hands to eat
I don't wanna breathe
Collapse
Our bubblegum dreams
[An exorcism]
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17. |
Talk to a Leper
01:47
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Decibals boil
In the back of the mind
In the base of the spine
Where the noises are made.
We vomit some latitudes and
Follow our scripts
And sometimes our limbs disobey.
With arms like a ghost
And legs like a ghost
A soldier may shudder with shock.
But a chord striking air is
A terrible waste of
Electrons and motion of thought.
Amputation to malformation
Is necessary, they say.
When you only eat junk,
You turn into junk
And it's time to throw your body away.
So build walls in your arteries
Or starve yourself
Or solder your joints
Or bronze your innards
'Cause the vulture of cancer
Waits for organs to fall like fruit.
Talk to a leper
Talk to a dead tree
Because synaptic advances
Don't always lift water-weight.
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18. |
The Impending Amnesia
01:54
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Anti-freeze drinker trying to climb in my head
Square-fisted blisters spilling out of your bed
Soot-blackened pupils staring down at the floor
Dog daddy fingers creeping under the door
Where did my teeth go? Where are my hands?
Don't look down, they belong to a dead man
Saving all the robots with my boyish charm
And Apollo keeps on laughing 'cause I look like a girl
Parasite sunburns in my mind
Their spiral grins uncurl
Searching for my brain in the heart of a swamp
I got two ways of touching things I lost in the fog
It's hard to wake up when your dreams are in knots
And all my friends look like frogs
So pet me on the head and please tell me a lie
Someone's wrapped their teeth around my eyes
Godless, savage television stealing my dreams
Shooting through my room with candy beams
Hold me down and boil your thoughts
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