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[Kim]
I'm a cool hunter making you my way
Like a brand name you'll replay
I will know you I won't show you
You're the one (X4)
Heat seeking missile freak
Black magic scared to speak
I will know you I will show you
Will you buy me a shaky heart
Lust brigade has torn me apart
I will know you I will show you
You're the one (X4)
Can you send me yesterdays girl
Cuz everyday I feel more like her
Hey baby baby please don't go
Pattern recognition is coming down slow
Like a cool hunter watch the disarray
Keep yr secret footage heart away
I will know you I won't show you
Close yr eyes and feel the fun
Pattern recognition is on the run
I will know you I won't show you
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[Thurston]
Look who's come back home again
Loser looking for his lucky break
This time he says he just needs a friend
Ain't on the run he ain't on the take
Can you take this door babe
Will you just undo the chain
Will you take yr time before you
Mix up love, his love and pain
Loneliness lays down his head
Wants to get you high, better take it now
A man like that's like an unmade bed
Stained eyes searching for another way out
Does it matter if you even want this
Maybe you just don't care
All I know it takes just one kiss, babe
For you - he's never there
Hey I know it's kinda hard
And maybe this time it will never end
Hit and run lover back in yr heart
Answered prayers you should never have sent
Cuz now that yr in his arms babe
You know yr just in his way
Suckered by his fatal charm, oh girl
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Single fold sick insert design in junk
Grocery bag sleeve all the colours drunk
Texts of confusion and joy
Pink plastic pressing for bratfink
That's right/he's gone/wrapped up/chiffon
Sealed tight/hung up/street mouth/sad pup
Shards of sweetshine of voice and flute
Street mouth decodes the bluesking dude
Girlfriends will love the way we clip
Our split release on the thrashman
On top/a drop/fake blood/fresh mud
They're gone/for good/except/this one
Howling scriptures to the mother earth
O mother Africa awake yr son
To all the mommas with the money eyes
This kind of love comes as no surprise
Caught shadow/in sex meadow
Little darlings describe the scene
Purring notions of the dripping dream
We've been searching for the cream dream wax
Lathe killers make the meters crack
Caught shadow/in sex meadow
Purring notions of the dripping dream
The kinda girls with the money eyes
Howling scriptures to the mother earth
O mother Africa awake yr sun
Caught shadow/in sex meadow
Little darlings describe the scene
To all the mommas with the money eyes
Purring notions of the dripping dream
This kinda love comes in any size
Sensation shaking us from sleep
Hey Ethiopia were free
The dripping dream in cream-o-wax
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Your bounce to the ounce makes us want to pounce
You're just being totally perfect
On larry king you said you weren't tired
Time to put to bed the competitive edge
They say you can't say no to drama
Now you don't have to try so hard
The label says: 'don't have to wear less clothes'
Next time you take a bubble bath
Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
Before you fall and hurt someone
You say you need privacy
Broken glass everywhere
Maybe you need an emo boy
No underwear on the director's chair
You are seemingly unconscious
Of what yr body's doing
Like miss Monroe yr head don't know
Exactly what yr body's doing
Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
Before you fall and hurt someone
On TV yr soft and whispery
Delicate like angel food cake
They say if you press too hard on it
It'll squish into a dense ball
It will lose its fluffiness
That's what you get when you use a boxed mix
Can you get some satisfaction
How much are you willing to pay for
Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
Before you fall and hurt someone
What's your gut feelin' about the new deal
How's the label gonna remake you
How was your date with eminem
Did he bake you and then forsake you
Is innocence gonna still overtake you
Like arthur doyle they can't fake you
Ah mariah yr endless
Like the wind, your feelin' defenseless
Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
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[Thurston]
Lights on the stones on backed up drain
Warped lovers loosed on languid stain
We've come together to gather stars
Shooting up stones our powdered hearts
Dead or alive
There's danger
The dead are all right, with me
We're not gonna run away,
We're not gonna leave you stranger
Turn the light on, yr lonely love
Camera on the haunted stones
Bloodshed a gentle painted score
Notes dance in ink across yr skin
Heiroglyphic lover, nature friend
Dead or alive
There's danger
The dead are all right, with me
We're not gonna run away,
We're not gonna leave you stranger
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Keep on running in the dark
Dude ranch dream has fallen apart
Stolen kisses let's pretend my friend
You play sick and I will mend
Let the action begin again
You be patient and I'll attend
Let's rehearse let's do it again
Dude ranch nurse yr brand new friend
Let nurse give you a shot
It's something to do
Took my pulse
Let nurse give you a shot
It's something to do
I could love you
I could have you
Deep sleep coming along
Like a newborn colt you found
I'll wrap it around with gauze
Dizzy reminder
Ouch, you found
Let nurse give you a shot
Don't sleep too long
You be cowboy and I'll allow
Let me ride you till you fall
Let's pretend there's nothing at all
Nobody knows the shape I'm in
Kiss me now it's just a sin
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Trace paper fly onward
Trace paper fly onward
Wake, city's too high
City's too high-up
Kill us your scumbag youths
Kill us your scumbag youths
Youths
Johnny winter
Johnny winter no-show
B.B. King just turns on
The New Hampshire boys
Steve and Joe
They're gonna lead on
They're doin' it for life
On my body got who has
Decimitated gone with that?
With one hypertonic
We'll lead on
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Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
Through the clear light of free speech
A sudden memory disease
Claims the air all around me
I'm gettin' lost in the slipstream
Maybe relive the same dream
Of comin' in from the cold
And losin' half of my soul
Memory disease
Across United States
That I had told the truth
Feel so high
Architectural
I look to the skies
To see our bodies
They were rising up
Out of the paper cup
A sea change is due
I don't seem to (?) you
Touchdown on the new mason-dixon
Line-up map was ripped and torn
Jilted frame with all hope gone
And I don't mind if you sing a different song
Sing a different song
Just as long as you sing
Sing along
It's later than it seems [x3]
Time everyone came down(?)
It's what you didn't say it's what you didn't say
Don't wanna be a slave
It's what you didn't
Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
Through the clear light of free speech
I'm comin' in for a landing
I've got a solid standing
It all comes down to a word
It's just like nothin' I heard
Over the rainbow in time
Will be one hell of a climb
Eye lights bright
The lights sweep high clear sky
Sky
Reminiscent
Of money in your eye
Unwind
I don't mind if you sing a different song
Sing a different song
Just as long as you sing
Sing along
It's later than it seems
It's later than it seems
It's later than it seems
New ears are listening
It's what you didn't say
It's what you didn't say
Don't wanna be a slave
It's what you didn't say
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Dead boy stares
Strange to meet you
Dead boy cares
So great to see you
Is it time to go
It's a place I know
I can't read your mind
I can't find the time
I can't feel the thrill
I don't have the will
Dead boy dares
Believe in you
Dead boy stares
Afraid that you will see him
Is it time to go
Is it a place I know
I can't read your mind
I can't find the time
I can't feel the thrill
I don't have the will
I love you
A metallic blue
I love you
Golden blue
I miss you
Shine all alone
I miss you
Don't know what to do
I don't glitter like the stars above
I don't glow like neon alone
Don't blush it's just the wind outside
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3 Feb 03 peace
Peace attack
Early book whistling
Whistling earth
Whistling earth day off
Nature sex
Nature sex yawn winking
Reminder
3 Feb 03 peace
Peace attack
Early book whistling
Whistling earth
Whistling earth day off
Nature sex
Nature sex yawn winking
Reminder
Of the great
Of the great anti-hate
Springtime is wartime
All eyes to the crimeboss
Electric guitar string
Belly flowers
3 Feb 03 peace
Peace attack
Early book whistling
Whistling earth
Whistling earth day off
Nature sex
Nature sex yawn winking
Reminder
Of the great
Of the great anti-hate
Springtime is wartime
All eyes to the crimeboss
Electric guitar string
Belly flowers
3 Feb 03 peace
Peace attack
Early book whistling
Whistling earth
Whistling earth day off
Nature sex
Nature sex yawn winking
Reminder
Of the great
Of the great anti-hate
Springtime is wartime
All eyes to the crimeboss
Electric guitar string
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