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If there's a God, he's laughing at us
And our football team Effington could be a wonderful effing place I can see it from the highway And I'm wondering Are they effing in their yards, effing in their cars Effing in their trailers in the back roads And the parking lots Of Effington Making my way to Normal, Illinois Maybe I should ditch this little white rental On the interstate And start a new effing life In Effington I could change my name, grow a beard, start a family Or I could just keep on movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on Not stop 'til I get to Normal I want to live in Effington I want to die there too Please bury me in Effington In Effington, in Effington, oh I've got this movie in my mind of Effington And the soundtrack to it sounds like this: (Dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah daaaah) I want to live in Effington I want to die there too Please bury me in Effington In Effington, in Effington, oh If there's a God, he's laughing at us And our football team And then the people who live in Normal Can buy the movies that I'll make in Effington That's what normal people do Do normal people do it too, normal people do it too, Normal people do it, people do it, people do it . . . Hey, hey Yee haw! I want to live in Effington I want to die there too Please bury me in Effington In Effington, in Effington In Effington, in Effington . . . |
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Tread slowly from the car to the spa
Like a weary war-torn refugee Crossing the border with her starving child It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu Present the waitress with your allergy card And tell all of your problems, leave no tip at all Down at the shoe store with your friends Speculate who might be fucking a guru Rock on, rock on with your fashionable frown Rock on, rock on, spread the love around Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown Spread the love around Hard to remember how we managed before We could afford real and nervous breakdowns Or before the anthropology store Was erected on Indian burial grounds So really, don't you see a little of yourself In the bathroom attendant that you just scowled at? Or the child who's hiding inside As you wipe the smile off a teenage movie star Rock on, rock on with my fashionable frown Rock on, rock on, spread the love around Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown Spread the love around, spread the love around, alright You're gonna be alright, baby You're gonna be alright, baby Floating back from the spa to the car State of bliss, and it wasn't the steam room Sometimes life's not so bad Now we know who's been fucking the guru Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown Rock on, rock on, spread the love around Rock on, rock on with your fashionable frown Spread the love around, smile for us now Do it upside down |
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Uh-oh!
Hey, Dr. Yin Chain-smoking Chinese centenarian Deck my back with pins Connect the wires and plug me in Uh-oh! Hey, Love Master Z Sexy online psychic overseas When my bank card clears (yeah) Tell me things I want to hear Yeah, yeah Well I might be dyin' Or maybe I got too much time I can't stop my mind It's runnin' right And these false teeth And these plastic knees It goes squeak, squeak, squeak From the porch to the street Hey hey hey hey Hey hey hey hey Hey Dr. Jack Bend me like a pretzel till I crack All my joints and bones Beat me up and send me home Hey! I've got too much time Baby may I might be dyin' Got to help me fallin', doctor Got to help me fallin', fallin' Hey, Dr. Yang! |
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I want to ask you
Do you ever sit and wonder? It's so strange That we could be together for so long And never know, never care What goes on in the other one's head Things I've felt but I never said You said things that I never said So I'll say something that I should have said long ago You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin Or a cardboard standup and paint me (Paint me anything) Any face that you wanted me to be See, we're damned by the existential moment When we saw the couple in the coma And it was we who were the cliche But we carried on anyway So sure I can just close my eyes Yeah, sure, trace and memorize But can you go back once you know? You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me If I'm the person that you think I am Clueless chump you seem to think I am So easily led astray An errant dog who occasionally escapes And needs a shorter leash Then why the fuck would you want me back? Maybe it's because You don't know me at all Ah, ah You don't know me, you don't know me Ah, ah So what I'm trying to say is What I'm trying to tell you is Not gonna come out like I want to say it 'Cause I know you'll only change it Say it You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all What? |
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Called in sick one day
Stepped out my front door Squinted up at the sky And strapped on my backpack Got into a van And when I returned I had Ex-wives and children Boxes of photographs And they gave me some food And they didn't charge me And they gave me some coffee But they didn't charge me And when I was broke, I needed it more But now that I'm rich, they give me coffee Eating an ice-cream cone Texting with my thumbs Flippin' off the asshole Who pulled into my lane Life could be longer than it's often cracked up to be We get new cells every seven years I feel seven today It's a good day to die again Now they save me my place Over there in the corner And I never get tickets Yeah, I only get warnings But when I was broke I needed it more And now that I'm rich I get free coffee |
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Here in Cologne,
I know I said it wrong. I walked you to the train And back across alone to my hotel room. And ordered me some food, And now I'm wondering why the floor has suddenly become a moving target. Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go (Four, three, two) Says here an astronaut Put on a pair of diapers Drove eighteen hours to kill her boyfriend. And in my hotel room, I'm wondering If you read that story too? And if we both might Be having the same imaginary conversation Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go (Four, three, two) (Ohhhhh-aah) Weightless as I close my eyes (Ohhhhh-aah) The ceiling opens in disguise Such a painful trip to find out this is it. And as I go to sleep You'll be waking up Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go |
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"The answer you seek, my son, only poses more questions.
Ask many women why relationship has failed, each woman offer unique reason for demise. One woman may say, "Man could not commit", or "Man is douche and is now free to make love to himself instead". Another woman may say, "Man has changed" or even "Man no longer satisfactory lover". But my son, ask many men same question all over the world - "Why has relationship failed?" Each man, each time, will give same simple answer." The bitch went nuts She stabbed my basketball And the speakers to my stereo She called me cunt But nothing prepared me for What I found when I came home Oh and I Made my own bed I'll lie in it You lie in yours You lie, you lie in yours But they want more They're at my door With torches Please leave me alone You know just shut it just shut it just shut it The bitch went nuts She Photoshopped my face (Shopped his face) Onto every boy who'd done her wrong And as she burned them telepathically Onto the brains of all her embittered drones Oh now Now they want more They're at my door With torches, scores and scores and scores To settle with themselves Who would have thought I'd scorned them all They've got a doll of me They're burning, they're burning, they're burning Their own memories Why do they all go? (Go!) The bitch went nuts, y'all But everyone said she might Oh, holy fuckin' shit Seriously now Now they want more They're at my door With torches, scores and scores You would have thought I'd scorned them all They've got a doll of me They're burning Why do they all go? (Go!) |
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Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Start of the show Hiroshima And the people were shouting my name As the house lights came down And the spotlight followed me out I waved hello to the crowd As I busted ass off the front of the stage Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline As the concrete rose to meet my face Maybe it was the sheer embarrassment That kept me conscious and standing As I crawled back up onto the stage and started pounding out the first song There was blood on the keyboard Oh my God Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall You wanna see what's in my head You wanna see what's in my head You wanna see what's in my head Check it out cause I got pictures of what's in my head I got pictures of what's in my head I got pictures of what's in my head They took them in Tokyo And I brought em back with me to the USA Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall It's true I fell I hit my, my head, y'know I mean not my head, my ankle My ankle was black But my head, I got a concussion They took X-rays and asked the doctor if he could tell whether I was.. Cause I don't speak Japanese Does this song end? |
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It's just a thought
But where did it come from? What does she do with it If it comes back? A note from his assistant There by the telephone She sees it again As she turns out the light Kylie is calling from Connecticut She says you've got the number It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's there, on her mind As she closes her eyes She believes there are things you should know about When you've been married for 35 years And her heart belongs To a man that she hadn't seen Since a magical night when the children were small Kylie is calling from Connecticut She says you've got the number It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's there, on her mind As she closes her eyes Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's probably nothing, yeah, nothing at all But Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's all coming back As she's reading old letters That she'd hid in the closet With her pictures she'd cherished That she kept to herself For a good 30 years . . . Now she closes her eyes |
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Have you seen that dog?
I got to get him back I had him tied to a tree but he keeps getting out He's probably running loose with the bitches And when I catch him I'll give him some stitches Oh I love him so much, aw, that stupid bitch is mine Errant dog Errant dog Unhh They're talking down at the spa Now the word is out (Ahh) Goddamn I look like a tool when he goes running a-rou-ou-ound (Ahh) I'm gonna take him on Court TV And show the world what he's done to me Oh I'll drag his ass back home, back where his ass belongs Errant dog Errant dog Unhh! He's my everything, he means the world to me He's my hopes and dreams, fungible property Sometimes I wonder why I put up with his shit If I could I would become a lesbian I know I said dead or alive, but really Dead is fine Just bring him here! Ha! Errant dog Errant dog Errant dog Unhh! |
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1, 2, 3
If you want to write a letter, write a letter If you'd rather make a phone call, pick the phone up Call me But if you had to say it all with a pop song Couldn't you at least have made me a good one? She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too Was it just a simple rewind and erase? Was your mind squeaky-clean in the first place? If you gotta write an essay, do your research If you got to Stick your nose in a boy-and-girl fight, hear both sides first Something wrong, being copied on her memo In the form of a bad country demo She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too Is there a funnel from her mind to your mouth now? 'Cause you don't edit anything; it just comes out I gotta say (gotta say) It's pretty gay, trading jabs with pop songs (Ahh) So maybe next time we should just have a dance-off Dance-off (Ahh) Isn't there something in the Bible about forgiveness and love? And more importantly about throwing stones and what your house is made of You might reflect upon your own arrangement In '94, getting blown in your basement (While your wife slept!) She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you (Integrity) She's brainwashed you (Family) She's b-b-brainwashed you (Online rhyming dictionary) |
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If there's a God, he's laughing at us
And our football team Effington could be a wonderful effing place I can see it from the highway And I'm wondering Are they effing in their yards, effing in their cars Effing in their trailers in the back roads And the parking lots Of Effington Making my way to Normal, Illinois Maybe I should ditch this little white rental On the interstate And start a new effing life In Effington I could change my name, grow a beard, start a family Or I could just keep on movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on Not stop 'til I get to Normal I want to live in Effington I want to die there too Please bury me in Effington In Effington, in Effington, oh I've got this movie in my mind of Effington And the soundtrack to it sounds like this: (Dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah daaaah) I want to live in Effington I want to die there too Please bury me in Effington In Effington, in Effington, oh If there's a God, he's laughing at us And our football team And then the people who live in Normal Can buy the movies that I'll make in Effington That's what normal people do Do normal people do it too, normal people do it too, Normal people do it, people do it, people do it . . . Hey, hey Yee haw! I want to live in Effington I want to die there too Please bury me in Effington In Effington, in Effington In Effington, in Effington . . . |
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Tread slowly from the car to the spa
Like a weary war-torn refugee Crossing the border with her starving child It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu Present the waitress with your allergy card And tell all of your problems, leave no tip at all Down at the shoe store with your friends Speculate who might be fucking a guru Rock on, rock on with your fashionable frown Rock on, rock on, spread the love around Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown Spread the love around Hard to remember how we managed before We could afford real and nervous breakdowns Or before the anthropology store Was erected on Indian burial grounds So really, don't you see a little of yourself In the bathroom attendant that you just scowled at? Or the child who's hiding inside As you wipe the smile off a teenage movie star Rock on, rock on with my fashionable frown Rock on, rock on, spread the love around Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown Spread the love around, spread the love around, alright You're gonna be alright, baby You're gonna be alright, baby Floating back from the spa to the car State of bliss, and it wasn't the steam room Sometimes life's not so bad Now we know who's been fucking the guru Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown Rock on, rock on, spread the love around Rock on, rock on with your fashionable frown Spread the love around, smile for us now Do it upside down |
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Uh-oh!
Hey, Dr. Yin Chain-smoking Chinese centenarian Deck my back with pins Connect the wires and plug me in Uh-oh! Hey, Love Master Z Sexy online psychic overseas When my bank card clears (yeah) Tell me things I want to hear Yeah, yeah Well I might be dyin' Or maybe I got too much time I can't stop my mind It's runnin' right And these false teeth And these plastic knees It goes squeak, squeak, squeak From the porch to the street Hey hey hey hey Hey hey hey hey Hey Dr. Jack Bend me like a pretzel till I crack All my joints and bones Beat me up and send me home Hey! I've got too much time Baby may I might be dyin' Got to help me fallin', doctor Got to help me fallin', fallin' Hey, Dr. Yang! |
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I want to ask you
Do you ever sit and wonder? It's so strange That we could be together for so long And never know, never care What goes on in the other one's head Things I've felt but I never said You said things that I never said So I'll say something that I should have said long ago You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin Or a cardboard standup and paint me (Paint me anything) Any face that you wanted me to be See, we're damned by the existential moment When we saw the couple in the coma And it was we who were the cliche But we carried on anyway So sure I can just close my eyes Yeah, sure, trace and memorize But can you go back once you know? You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me If I'm the person that you think I am Clueless chump you seem to think I am So easily led astray An errant dog who occasionally escapes And needs a shorter leash Then why the fuck would you want me back? Maybe it's because You don't know me at all Ah, ah You don't know me, you don't know me Ah, ah So what I'm trying to say is What I'm trying to tell you is Not gonna come out like I want to say it 'Cause I know you'll only change it Say it You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all What? |
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Called in sick one day
Stepped out my front door Squinted up at the sky And strapped on my backpack Got into a van And when I returned I had Ex-wives and children Boxes of photographs And they gave me some food And they didn't charge me And they gave me some coffee But they didn't charge me And when I was broke, I needed it more But now that I'm rich, they give me coffee Eating an ice-cream cone Texting with my thumbs Flippin' off the asshole Who pulled into my lane Life could be longer than it's often cracked up to be We get new cells every seven years I feel seven today It's a good day to die again Now they save me my place Over there in the corner And I never get tickets Yeah, I only get warnings But when I was broke I needed it more And now that I'm rich I get free coffee |
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Here in Cologne,
I know I said it wrong. I walked you to the train And back across alone to my hotel room. And ordered me some food, And now I'm wondering why the floor has suddenly become a moving target. Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go (Four, three, two) Says here an astronaut Put on a pair of diapers Drove eighteen hours to kill her boyfriend. And in my hotel room, I'm wondering If you read that story too? And if we both might Be having the same imaginary conversation Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go (Four, three, two) (Ohhhhh-aah) Weightless as I close my eyes (Ohhhhh-aah) The ceiling opens in disguise Such a painful trip to find out this is it. And as I go to sleep You'll be waking up Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go |
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"The answer you seek, my son, only poses more questions.
Ask many women why relationship has failed, each woman offer unique reason for demise. One woman may say, "Man could not commit", or "Man is douche and is now free to make love to himself instead". Another woman may say, "Man has changed" or even "Man no longer satisfactory lover". But my son, ask many men same question all over the world - "Why has relationship failed?" Each man, each time, will give same simple answer." The bitch went nuts She stabbed my basketball And the speakers to my stereo She called me cunt But nothing prepared me for What I found when I came home Oh and I Made my own bed I'll lie in it You lie in yours You lie, you lie in yours But they want more They're at my door With torches Please leave me alone You know just shut it just shut it just shut it The bitch went nuts She Photoshopped my face (Shopped his face) Onto every boy who'd done her wrong And as she burned them telepathically Onto the brains of all her embittered drones Oh now Now they want more They're at my door With torches, scores and scores and scores To settle with themselves Who would have thought I'd scorned them all They've got a doll of me They're burning, they're burning, they're burning Their own memories Why do they all go? (Go!) The bitch went nuts, y'all But everyone said she might Oh, holy fuckin' shit Seriously now Now they want more They're at my door With torches, scores and scores You would have thought I'd scorned them all They've got a doll of me They're burning Why do they all go? (Go!) |
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Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Start of the show Hiroshima And the people were shouting my name As the house lights came down And the spotlight followed me out I waved hello to the crowd As I busted ass off the front of the stage Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline As the concrete rose to meet my face Maybe it was the sheer embarrassment That kept me conscious and standing As I crawled back up onto the stage and started pounding out the first song There was blood on the keyboard Oh my God Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall You wanna see what's in my head You wanna see what's in my head You wanna see what's in my head Check it out cause I got pictures of what's in my head I got pictures of what's in my head I got pictures of what's in my head They took them in Tokyo And I brought em back with me to the USA Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall It's true I fell I hit my, my head, y'know I mean not my head, my ankle My ankle was black But my head, I got a concussion They took X-rays and asked the doctor if he could tell whether I was.. Cause I don't speak Japanese Does this song end? |
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It's just a thought
But where did it come from? What does she do with it If it comes back? A note from his assistant There by the telephone She sees it again As she turns out the light Kylie is calling from Connecticut She says you've got the number It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's there, on her mind As she closes her eyes She believes there are things you should know about When you've been married for 35 years And her heart belongs To a man that she hadn't seen Since a magical night when the children were small Kylie is calling from Connecticut She says you've got the number It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's there, on her mind As she closes her eyes Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's probably nothing, yeah, nothing at all But Kylie is calling from Connecticut It's all coming back As she's reading old letters That she'd hid in the closet With her pictures she'd cherished That she kept to herself For a good 30 years . . . Now she closes her eyes |
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Have you seen that dog?
I got to get him back I had him tied to a tree but he keeps getting out He's probably running loose with the bitches And when I catch him I'll give him some stitches Oh I love him so much, aw, that stupid bitch is mine Errant dog Errant dog Unhh They're talking down at the spa Now the word is out (Ahh) Goddamn I look like a tool when he goes running a-rou-ou-ound (Ahh) I'm gonna take him on Court TV And show the world what he's done to me Oh I'll drag his ass back home, back where his ass belongs Errant dog Errant dog Unhh! He's my everything, he means the world to me He's my hopes and dreams, fungible property Sometimes I wonder why I put up with his shit If I could I would become a lesbian I know I said dead or alive, but really Dead is fine Just bring him here! Ha! Errant dog Errant dog Errant dog Unhh! |
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1, 2, 3
If you want to write a letter, write a letter If you'd rather make a phone call, pick the phone up Call me But if you had to say it all with a pop song Couldn't you at least have made me a good one? She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too Was it just a simple rewind and erase? Was your mind squeaky-clean in the first place? If you gotta write an essay, do your research If you got to Stick your nose in a boy-and-girl fight, hear both sides first Something wrong, being copied on her memo In the form of a bad country demo She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too Is there a funnel from her mind to your mouth now? 'Cause you don't edit anything; it just comes out I gotta say (gotta say) It's pretty gay, trading jabs with pop songs (Ahh) So maybe next time we should just have a dance-off Dance-off (Ahh) Isn't there something in the Bible about forgiveness and love? And more importantly about throwing stones and what your house is made of You might reflect upon your own arrangement In '94, getting blown in your basement (While your wife slept!) She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too She's brainwashed you (Integrity) She's brainwashed you (Family) She's b-b-brainwashed you (Online rhyming dictionary) |
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Here in Cologne,
I know I said it wrong. I walked you to the train And back across alone to my hotel room. And ordered me some food, And now I'm wondering why the floor has suddenly become a moving target. Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go (Four, three, two) Says here an astronaut Put on a pair of diapers Drove eighteen hours to kill her boyfriend. And in my hotel room, I'm wondering If you read that story too? And if we both might Be having the same imaginary conversation Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go (Four, three, two) (Ohhhhh-aah) Weightless as I close my eyes (Ohhhhh-aah) The ceiling opens in disguise Such a painful trip to find out this is it. And as I go to sleep You'll be waking up Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go |
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I took her with me to the Christmas office party ? mistake
She did a line and started spouting all her liberal garbage Bro, I'm so ashamed I never heard such shit in all my life I hoped one day to mold you into the perfect wife But you blew my hopes sky-high The bitch went nuts Started talking 'bout politics In front of all my bosses Bullshit from the internet The bitch went nuts I'll never be a partner at this rate Not with Jane fucking Fonda Jr. as my date Oh no! Oh no, no! Oh! It took me and a couple of men to restrain her You should've seen her When she freaked out and keyed John Franklin Jr.'s brand new Beamer She called us bigots with her fist in the air And as she did they all could see all her armpit hair Now they think that I'm a fucking asshole The bitch went nuts Started talking about vegetables to the wives of my coworkers Yeah, cruelty to animals She thinks because she reads books she must be smarter But now when I close my eyes, I'll be fucking Jimmy Carter Oh no! Oh no, no! Oh no, no! Couldn't you have just nodded and smiled From nine to twelve P.M. Instead of telling your conspiracy theories To all my bosses And all my friends? The bitch went nuts (Nuts!) Started putting down the Christians And all about what the white man Did to the Indians How could I know that she never done blow before? She shouted, "Fuck Dick Cheney!" Then she puked on Franklin's floor Oh no! Oh no! Oh no, no! Oh no, no! Oh no! Oh right. |
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Is this the way to normal
Is this the way to normal Show me the way to normal Show me the way to normal Show me the way to normal Is this the way to normal You can blame it on the President But what if it was you Who was the White House resident Or could you save the starving children When there's so much else to do With all the problems of the world Coming down on you So this is the way This is the way to normal Show me the way Show me the way to normal Alright You can say my music's bullshit In your uppity review But if it was you here at this keyboard With all the people waiting To hear your next CD And throw you in the garbage Or hail your masterpiece So show me the way Show me the way to normal This is the way This is the way to normal Alright All these corporations poisoning our air The children sad and hungry but they don't even care Let's get together people We've got problems here to solve Let's make this world a better place Before there is no world at - Is this is the way to normal Is this is the way to normal Sh- Show me the way to normal Show me the way to normal Show me the way to normal Show me the way to normal Long way to go, Long way to go Long way to go Long way to go, Long way to go Long way to go Long way to go, Long way to go Long way to go Long way to go, Long way to go Long way to go Long way to go, Long way to go Long way to go Long way to go, Long way to go Long way to go Long way to go, Long way to go Long way to go |
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I want to live in a land where there's free coffee
And the beer flows out of the ground The women are nice and they don't think twice About kissing you and fooling around I wanna live in a place where there's lots of diamonds And the parties last till dawn The fights don't hurt and there's chocolate dirt And the weed is grown instead of the lawn Is there such a place Well I guess there could be If we all could be so gentle If we call could be so free Coffee Is there such a place Well I guess there could be If we all could be so gentle If we all could be so free Coffee I wanna live in a place where there's free coffee When they bury me in the ground I'll have a smile on my face I love life In this free coffee town Is there such a place Well I guess there could be If we all could be so gentle If we all could be so free Coffee |
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Dr. Yang, help me mend this broken heart
You got to help me, doc, I don't know where to start When she walked right out that door And left me crying on the floor She says she's only going to the store Dr. Yang, what's the lovesick diagnosis? 'Cause she says she cannot cope with my neurosis You would think I had chronic halitosis Dr. Yang Dr. Yang, now her voicemail box is full If she won't call me I'm feeling like a fool The last time I saw her in her car I threw her shit out in the yard Locked her out and headed to the bar Dr. Yang, what's the lovesick diagnosis? Cause she says she cannot cope with my neurosis I could always hurt myself, doctor, she knows this Dr. Yang Dr. Yang All the king's horses And all the king's men Couldn't get back my girlfriend Dr. Yang, if you can't fix my heart in the end Actually there is something you could do instead Call my girlfriend from your number Explain that you're a doctor Tell her that I love her so She hurt me more than she could know And even with all your degrees There's nothing you can do for me Then she won't have to block my number any more Dr. Yang, da da da da da Dr. Yang, da da da da da Dr. Yang, da da da da da Dr. Yang, gonna kill myself tonight Tell her that Dr. Yang |
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Why do we frown?
Is it something within us Or in the world at large? Maybe it's both, y'all Sadness deep inside Something we can't hide We yearn for the past But it's not there And it makes me frown Yeah, it makes me frown You look at the news Always giving me the blues War, death and chaos All around me now The media's controlled People do just what they're told Just wanna stand up and yell Is anybody out there? 'Cause it makes me frown Yeah, it makes me frown It's hard to find hope But maybe we can learn to cope By listening to one another It's a trust thing 'Cause I know that you have feared 'Cause I know the end is near But just lend an ear And we can make it happen 'Cause it makes me frown Makes everybody frown Oh, I know it can get hard When you look out your backyard See the ozone falling Apart before you And recycling's a bitch I've got just one wish That his children won't grow up In a freaking trash can A piano's all I got And I know that ain't a lot Music has the power To change the future So what do you think 'Bout my message of hope? Better get with the program Before it's too late, y'all So if you wanna start right now You better take that fucking frown Better turn it upside down Just give in to love Yeah, give in to love Give it up for love Amen to love It's gotta be love Or it'll make you frown Ah, it makes us frown Ah, it makes me frown 'Cause it makes me frown |
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Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Start of the show Hiroshima And the people were shouting my name As the house lights came down And the spotlight followed me out I waved hello to the crowd As I busted ass off the front of the stage Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline As the concrete rose to meet my face Maybe it was the sheer embarrassment That kept me conscious and standing As I crawled back up onto the stage and started pounding out the first song There was blood on the keyboard Oh my God Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall You wanna see what's in my head You wanna see what's in my head You wanna see what's in my head Check it out cause I got pictures of what's in my head I got pictures of what's in my head I got pictures of what's in my head They took them in Tokyo And I brought em back with me to the USA Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh They're watching me, watching me fall It's true I fell I hit my, my head, y'know I mean not my head, my ankle My ankle was black But my head, I got a concussion They took X-rays and asked the doctor if he could tell whether I was.. Cause I don't speak Japanese Does this song end? |
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If you ever been brainwashed then you know all about, yeah
How it feels to be messed with till your insides fall out, yeah 'Cause when you're being fucked with to no end Suddenly the walls are starting to Close in, close in, close in Because you're brainwashed, yeah You are brainwashed Because you're brainwashed, yeah, you If only I can see behind those eyes Why don't you pick on someone else your own size? Yeah I never was one for being mean to other people, no Like when I was a boy and went to church with the big steeple, yeah But you have gone too far over the line I wish if I'd had a button Rewind, rewind, rewind Because you're brainwashed, yeah You are; you know it's true Because you're brainwashed, yeah Did you think that I would see through all those lies? 'Cause you're just offering a batch of shit pies I gotta say it made my day To be best friends with you What happened to the person that I once knew? You know it's true, yeah I make a motion that we sit down and talk this whole thing out Or are you too much of a child Still want to be a little Boy Scout? "When friends like you who need some friends," someone once said, "I'd rather put a bullet into my big head, big head, big head." Brainwashed You know it's true, yeah Because you're brainwashed, yeah Believe me, yeah, can't you see? Life has many possibilities Brainwashed, yeah, brainwashed |
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