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Teenage Witch
03:20
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Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust,
the guys are fuckboys
girls are sluts
Is that good enough?
Suburban soul
you turn the sky red
the same old play park
A rusty swing set
The same old boys names
An evil skipping rhyme
and when you get home
You wash your hair with turpentine
Only a little bad
I made a little list
I got a little high
I held it in my fist
And now I’m feeling good
They tell me this is bliss
They tell me this is bliss
Is that what it really is?
The tell me this is bliss
Is that what it really is?
Cause I’m too scared to live
Too stoned to die
Green is the skin
Of the Teenage Witch
In her drive through life.
Yesterday I developed a terrible smokers cough, I don’t think I’ll ever sing the same again
She’s telling lies
That make you think fast
You haven’t eaten
Say when d’you have a drink last?
She’s not your kind
She’s not your kin
She’d rather die
Than move an inch
Cause I’m too scared to live (oh yeah I’m too scared to live)
Too stoned to die (everybody says I’m too stoned to die)
Green is the skin (green is my skin)
Of the Teenage Witch
In her drive through life.
Boredom, boredom
Dirty water
Mixing drinks and
Down the drain
Daytime, daytime
Always makes the
Big wide world come back again.
Boredom, boredom
Do your worst a
Gift a curse
A TV guide
Ashing, ashing
On your passion
Wash your hair
With turpentine.
Cause I’m too scared to live (I listen to yoko ono)
Too stoned to die (I listen to Cibbo Matto)
Green is the skin
Of the Teenage Witch
In her drive through (drive through) life.
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Taken Care Of
02:54
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She asked me who’s taking care of me
I said: I take care of me
Yeah I’m taken care of
But I don’t take it lightly
I got a pharaoh’s tongue
Use it on the mummified young
Use it to admit I’m not strong
In a place where I feel invincible.
Got some brand new shoes
Baby don’t you know I just cruise
In a place where I feel invincible.
Mama Papa love me
I think so anyway
Mama Papa love me
At least that’s what they say
Mama Papa love me
I am a beautiful disgrace
Mama Papa love me
I am so beautiful.
I got a pharaoh’s tongue
Use it on the mummified young
Use it to admit I’m not strong
In a place where I feel invincible.
Got some brand new shoes
Baby don’t you know I just cruise
In a place where I feel invincible.
Mama Papa love me
I think so anyway
Mama Papa love me
At least that’s what they say
Mama Papa love me
I am a beautiful disgrace
Mama Papa love me
I am so beautiful.
What have you done
We’re all just young
We can’t be
perfect.
Mama Papa love me
I think so anyway
Mama Papa love me
At least that's what they say
Mama Papa love me
I am a beautiful disgrace
Mama Papa love me
I am so beautiful.
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3. |
Jockey Full of Bourbon
02:33
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Edna million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
I been drinking from the broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon and I can't stand up
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children alone
Hey little bird, you fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
I'm stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head
All through the bar's of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
Admire the view from the top of the mast
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children alone
Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a slingerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A couple hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Edna million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, Children Alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, children alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children alone
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4. |
Speed
03:48
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The devil
The devil
The devil
The devil gave me everything
Now I have nothing left
He listens to my stories and he picks out which ones best
And when I start to panic he plucks it from my chest
I’d say it’s quite mechanic,
He’d say it’s what sells best.
And then it’s to my bedroom
Hanging words and mind
Ugly little couplets
Take up little time.
But there’s no stopping growing
There’s no space to bleed
Like sunflowers on speed
I got someone to be.
Faster than a choir boy’s voice
Breaking into deadly choices
Running with the right-wrong boys
World is turning redrum-coitus.
Faster than a winter’s night
Breaking into bleak mid-summer
There’s no stopping growing now,
Faster than a garage drummer.
Elephant and Castle,
Sunny, full of lust.
Smoke it to the ashes,
and play among the dust.
And if we’re doing good
they’ll tell us that we’re greedy
And if we’re bad well then we’re needing feeding.
I’ve often met the barman,
I think that he’s convinced
That I’m the second coming
Of everything he’s missed
He’s so eager to tell me
I’ve got to tell him straight
I’m choking on my drinking
I leave a bitter taste.
I could be a soldier
I might go back to school
I might fall out of love
And lose my mind to rules
But I’ll tell you when I’m older
And I’m wearing my true face
How I miss those sunny days
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