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Here in this hole that we fixed
We get further and further and further
For what
We must do
I saw you asleep beside a hole
Your skull inside a hole
Your eyes blankened by the sound
And the thought of God
Where should I hang my head?
Where would you like for me
To hang my head
One absent truth
The one horrible thing I saw
What you truly wanted to become
And who you thought I was
The fall, the fall,
Afraid, the blood
Runs deeper than the grave
It goes all the way down those tracks
Everybody bow your head
For the greatest inspiration
A complete contradiction
Of ways.
In this hole that we have fixed
We get further and further
For what we must do
I know this, I know this
You know this, you know this
In this hole that we have fixed
We get further and further and further
For what we must do.
I saw you outside that hole
Your skull girl outside that hole
Your eyes glistened by the sound
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After this there will be no one
After this there will be no one
After this there will be no one
After this there will be hats on different bodies
After this there will be no more
Beautifull dresses
After this there will be fast cast
After this there will be no one
After this there will be no one
After this there will be no one
After this there will be no more good clean fun
I forgive you for the rest
Even the whole time I was tested
Nobody does better, baby you're the best
After this there will be no one
After this there will be so many good ones
After this there will be less interest
After this there will be no one
No one, no one.
Hey, I run down on my luck
Hey, can I have something from you
It seems I have nothing to give
It seems you have nothing to give
After this there will be no one
After this there will be no one
After this there will be no one
After this there will be no more good clean fun
I forgive you for the rest
Even the whole time I was tested
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My God what would the community think,
You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful.
All the things that people do in winter,
They all melt down in summer,
Things a mirror should say,
On a very hot day
Been crying in my eyes.
Vacation, vacation, vacation, vacation...
My God what would the community think,
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I still have a flame gun
For the cute cute cute ones
And I saw your hand
With a loose grip
On a tight ship
I still have a flame gun
For the cute ones
To burn out all your tricks
And I saw your hand
With a loose grip
On a very tight ship
And I know
That in the cold light
There's a very big man
There's a very big man
Leading us into
Temptation
Jackson, Jesse, I've got a son in me
Jackson, Jesse, I've got a son in me
And he's related to you
He's related to you
He is waiting to meet you
He's related to you
He's related to you
He is dying to meet you
Backhand, role reversal
Where is someone
Backhand, reversable roles
I know there's someone
I still have a flame gun
For the cute ones
To burn out all your tricks
And I saw your hand
With a loose grip
On such a tight ship
And I know that in the cold light
Is a very big man
Leading us into
Temptation
Jackson, Jesse, I've got a son in me
Jackson, Jesse, I've got the son in me
And he's related to you
He's related to you
He is waiting to meet you
He's related to you
He's related to you
He is dying to meet you
He's related to you, he's related to you
He's related to you, he's nude as the news
Nude as the news, nude as the news, nude as the news
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They tell me what they do,
I don't know what they're talking about,
They tell me what they do,
I don't understand what they're talking about,
They're talking about it.
I did not start this conversation,
I don't intend to keep talking about it,
They tell me about it.
Maybe if I pray to the lord above,
I'll get some sleep,
But the lord don't give a shit about me.
They tell me what they do,
How can I help it, how can I help it,
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Who, who never showed you,
About the easy way,
Whose robes did they trade you,
For such an easy life
Who, who never showed you,
About the easy way,
Who, who never told you,
About the perfect life,
Guess it's some kind of,
Some guarantee,
You'll never see.
If I was a photographer,
Picture taking,
Beautiful people,
I guess I'd make a mistake,
'Cause I'd probably take a,
Picture of you.
Who, who never showed you,
About the easy way.
And whose robes did they trade you,
For such a perfect life,
That's such a guarantee.
It leaves some certain sickness,
You'll never know,
Inside of me
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(Peter Jeffries)
Thinks of money all the time,
Doing it to annoy her,
She's on his conscience day and night,
So he acts like her employer.
They all come and peep through a hole in the wall,
Keep the bastards guessing.
He likes to take the long way home,
It's another fine decision,
From six to seven he'll be all alone,
So he turns on television,
Doesn't even notices this is the hours roll by,
It's lost inside the screen,
Watches the film about the evening sky,
It was someone else's dream.
All come peep through the wall,
Keep the bastards guessing,
All come and peep through a hole in the wall,
Just to watch his heart undressing,
They all come and peep through a hole in the wall,
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If time had a place,
And space for your past.
Like a little novel,
I wanted to read again and again,
Would I be in your novel,
Would I begin and end in it?
If I had a place,
And space for your little boy eyes,
Could you really believe,
I certainly dare you,
I do not want to scare you,
Anymore.
Oh what a fuss when the king rides by,
Oh what a fuss when the king rides,
Straight through my heart,
Straight through my life.
I need your love more than you'd ever know.
If I kissed and touched your hand,
A million things I will never understand,
Oh what a fuss when the king trades in,
Oh what a fuss when the king trades.
Oh love, my love, for someone else's hand,
Needing love more than you'll ever know.
You don't miss your water,
You don't miss your water,
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(Smog)
When I was seven I told my mother,
To take me to the bay and put me on a ship.
Silver swordfish electric,
I can feel or dream down here.
If the water should cut my mind,
If the water should cut my life,
If the water should cut my mind,
Set me free,
I don't care,
I want to live in a bathysphere.
When I was seven my father said to me,
"But you can't swim."
And I've never dreamed of the sea again.
If the water should cut my life,
If the water should cut my line,
If the water should cut my mind,
Set me free,
I don't care,
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I was dragged out by the shore man,
A very poor man,
A very nice man,
A family man.
My lover drifted down the river,
Below the dark water,
The devil all around.
Yesterday on the street,
Someone called out your name,
Someone thought that you were me,
Last night there was a party,
I could not go,
I walked around it,
I thought about it,
All night long,
Today there is a newspaper,
About you and me,
And the day we were married,
The same day.
The same day they fell in love,
The same day they died in love.
I did not want you to die alone,
Rusty river run down,
Run, run as fast as you can, oh run,
Rusty river run ragged,
And drag my lover's self back to me,
I'll meet him there,
Water and air.
Oh to be at the bottom of a river,
Below the dark water,
The devil all around,
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My intuition said it was
My intuition said it was fair
All you should know there's
Not enough to go around
Here they go again
I can see 'em
As they try they try to take it out on me
Here they go again I can
Watch closer now
I can watch closer now
They can't find enough
To take enough from me
They can't find enough
To take enough from me
Guess I go down
Said it wasn't but I guess it was
Say it wasn't but I guess it ends
Here they go again
I can, try, try
My Intuition knocked again fair
All you should know by now is there's
Not enough to go around
But I never go that way
The other half of me said I should
Throw it down the drain
Throw it down the drain
They can't find enough
To take enough from me
They can't find enough
To take enough from me
I've seen the hordes of war
Looking down that drain
At your heart
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Mother don't sit
Mother don't stand
Mother don't send me
Smoking grass go into the movie
The ambulance is after you too
Promise we're gonna go to New York City
Sorry about the fight in front of you
Angry women said 'motherfucker' on tv Sister come and lay your head on me,
I can see you haven't had any sleep in a long time.
That baby's gonna be so easy on me
Never see his smile
Never see his face
Smoking grass go into the movie
The ambulance is after you too
Promise we're gonna go to New York City
Sorry about the fight in front of you
Angry women said 'motherfucker' on tv
Father said he was gonna give me something
He gave me hate
Mother don't sit
Mother don't stand
Mother don't send me
The coat is always on
Because it's always cold
We always ? when she wants to hear it
A lot of times we would just starve
They recognize the color of the smear
Maybe I'll listen and you can read my mind
I'm sorry please dont be mad Brother can't even speak
He's got a tongue and two legs to walk on and he can leave
Brother is old and grey
Brother is old and grey
Brother is old and grey
And he's only
He's only seventeen
We recognize the color of the smear
Maybe we will all listen when we are all under
Maybe we will all listen when we are all under
Father said he was gonna give me something
He gave me hate
Mother don't sit
Mother don't stand
Mother please don't send me
Angry women said motherfucker on tv
Maybe I'll listen and you can read my mind
I'm sorry please dont be mad
Two
What happened to home
What happened to home sweet
What happened to home sweet
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