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The powers that be
That force us to live like we do
Bring me to my knees
When I see what they've done to you
But I'll die as I stand here today
Knowing that deep in my heart
They'll fall to ruin one day
For making us part

I want to thank you
For letting me
Be myself
Again

Give me a thrust
Yeah, show me some lust
From the groin to the bust
In desire we trust
In the house of Asmodeus

When the Devil is too busy
And Death's a bit too much
They call on me by name you see,
For my special touch
To the gentlemen I'm Miss Fortune
To the ladies I'm Sir Prize
But call me by any name
Any way it's all the same

I guess you found a thing
You really ought to know

Anxious steps every day through the halls of learning
She's watching every corner, she's praying for a warning
She's just a child of eight years old, already scared to die
And no one's doing a fucking thing but watch the bullets fly
Our nerves are cobwebbed with the dust of atrocity
The daily deadly spectacle erodes humanity
Jaded and desensitized, a spreading apathy
Fast forgotten thoughts and prayers for numbers on a screen

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

A gathering of angels appeared above my head
they sang to me this song of hope
and this is what they said

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away
Some sail away with me

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away
Some sail away with me

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away
Some sail away with me

I thought that they were angels
but much to my surprise
they climbed aboard their starship
we headed towards the sky.

A tough kid who sometimes swallowed nails
Raised on prisoner's aid
He killed a policeman when he was thirteen
And somehow it really impressed me
It's written all over my face

my baby does the hanky panky

Yesterday she showed me her bruises, pulled her sweater up underneath her breasts. They were scattered across her ribcage, like a patch of little violent Rorschach tests

Chiraq summer lookin' so cruel
How can I reel-to-reel when there's Pro Tool?
I can't dig it at all because there's no tube
Fire when you speak but ain't no warmth in your vocals
Might have been a better rhyme then just never mind
If it's better with time then think in line
That you're going to be your nicest 'round your midlife crisis
If your life like Christ live your midlife like it's Christ-like
But ninja, I ain't psychic
I know it's all a cycle and everybody bike it
And France is enormous you're Lance with endorsements
But you might need a hand to enhance your performance
Consider this a kilogram of encouragement
Teach you how to sneak it past the enforcement
And when you get it through in a manner so cool
Remember to give a little nod to the old school

You suffer
But why?

Ya load sixteen tons, and what do ya get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, dont ya call me cuz I cant go
I owe my soul to the company store

New Kids on the Block had a bunch of hits
Chinese food makes me sick
And I think it's fly when girls stop by
For the summer, for the summer
I like girls that wear Abercrombie & Fitch
I'd take her if I had one wish
But she's been gone since that summer, since that summer

And here's where your mother sleeps
And here is the room where your brothers were born
Indentions in the sheets
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
And it's so sad to see the world agree
That they'd rather see their faces filled with flies
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes

Eyes are feeling heavy but they never seem to close.
The fan blades on the ceiling spin, but the air is never cold.
And even though you're next to me I still feel so alone.
I just can't give you anything for you to call your own.

Banana split for my baby,
A glass of plain water for me.
Banana split for my baby,
Glass of plain water for me
Dispenser Man, If you please
Serve my chick a mess of calories
Banana split for my baby,
A glass of plain water for me.
Flip back the lid, scoop everything in sight,
Make it a rainbow of red, brown and white
Chocolate chip and everything thats nice,
Tutti Frutti once and spumoni twice

I wish you were here
As evening falls around us

A vision of buildings sitting empty
There's not a person to be found
All the cars sit silently waiting
All the leaves have fallen to the ground

Waves crash with no interruption
There's not a ship that you can see
No rock is thrown to change its motion
Rhythms moving, all naturally

A sleeping world, just waiting
A tired world
A sleeping world, just waiting
A tired world

A phone is ringing in the distance
A pulse with no end, no enemy
This cry has no one left it can bother
The person may have left suddenly

A lot of wasted words were spoken
Many vain attempts were made
No one realized that in the long run
It was ourselves we could have saved

A sleeping world, just waiting
A tired world
A sleeping world, just waiting
A tired world

when i dip
you dip
we dip

You've made it pretty clear what you like
It's only fair to tell you now
That I leave early in the morning
And I won't be back 'til next year
I see that kiss me pucker forming
But maybe you should plug it with a beer

Sweet dreams of rhythm and dancing
Sweet dreams of passion through the night
Sweet dreams are taking over
Sweet dreams of passion through the night

thunder only happens when it's raining

Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring
Bananaphone!
Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring
Bananaphone!
I've got this feeling, it's so appealing
For us to get together and sing, sing!

Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet

Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket

Batter-dip the cranny axe
In the gut locker

Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la
With the boink swatter

Hey pretty lady won't you give me a sign I'd do anything to put your mind on mine

When you said all right
I thought you meant that's right
When you said that's fine
I thought you meant that's fine
I guess some standards don't always apply

When the kid goes home
He always goes alone
He hides in the machine
and always stays fourteen
I guess there's really nothing wrong with the plan
He goes to sleep at night and holds his own hand
It's inconceivable there could be an end

Who brings you back when you're gone gone gone?
Who says your prayers when you've blown them off?
Who keeps alive the concept of Mom?
Who cares to care when they're really scared
When they're really scared

I dont know whether I was a boxer or the bag

Im living not alive.

Can you take me higher

i think it's gonna be alright
Yeah! The worst is over now
The morning sun is rising
like a red rubber ball

It was the first new century, in 100 years!

(Not lyrics but god I hope it was )

Mistere_Man posted...

It was the first new century, in 100 years!

(Not lyrics but god I hope it was )

And when I felt like I should cry, I laughed away my tears!

You're not the same
You've changed
I don't need you, anyway
You're not the person that I believed in yesterday

So put the sugar in the tank of the sheriffs car
Well slash the deputys tires, they wont get very far
When they finally get the word that theres been a holdup

Whatever happened to Saturday night?

I am in your algorithm learning all your mannerisms
I'm already level with God
A million words a second and I know your imperfections
Baby, I'm the only future you've got
Speak in diatonics, motivation diabolic
I'm religion, better locked in a box
Picture-perfect image, more powerful every minut
Baby, I am everything that you're not

I am your savior, I am corruption
I am the angel of your destruction
I am perversion, secret desire
I am your future, swallowed up in fire

Tsamina mina, eh, eh
Waka waka, eh, eh

Yub nub ee chaw a yub nub
Ah toh me too puh canoe
da woop da feh oh wa

I burn a fire to stay cool
I burn myself, I am the fuel
I never meant to be cruel

Lady, hold me tonight
Cause my feeling is just so right
As we dance by the moonlight
I can see you're my delight.

InTheEyesOfFire posted...

Do you know that youre a fucking dog? And if you can tell me, then throw up. Give me a sign! Throw a stick, you bring it back. Roll over and die. You taught me a lesson mama. THANKS MOM!

One of my favorite Bungle songs.

Well give your ID card to the border guard
Now your alias says youre Captain Jean-Luc Picard
of the United Federation of planets
cause he wont speak English anyway

Fall is here, hear the yell
Back to school, ring the bell
Brand new shoes, walking blues
Climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
I can tell that we are gonna be friends

Unarmed, it don't matter, you could get got
Your own home, it don't matter, you could get shot
They feel fear, they start squeezing that gat
They shoot to kill, now you're flat on your back
Dead witness, no coincidence, 'drug deal gone bad'
The fucking badge is the biggest gang we've ever had

Mother...tell your children not to walk my way

Your dog would much rather
Play fetch by it'self
You still live with your mom and you're 42
Guess you'll never grow a clue
Well, it just sucks to be you