Arpeggio Adaggio
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Crack Cocaine Rager
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Good Morning
In my good, good morning,
I'm up before what the sun can bring
Early morning, and
Everyone like a shiny thing
All my Angels
Appear before my window saying
"Good, morning,"
My good, good morning.
In my good, good morning
I feel before my thoughts all spring
Am I conscious or
Is this my unconscious bring
No more like a dream than a
God before my conscience saying
"good morning"
in my good morning?
In my good, good morning,
I'm up before what the sun can bring
Early morning, and
Everyone like a shiny thing
No more like a dream than a
God before my conscience saying
"good morning"
in my good morning?
Head
There's 50 men in your bed.
Oh, that's what I said that you'd get.
I'd sit and pick you them
But then, then again, it's your head.
That's what you said that you get,
So now won't you get with your set.
Because when I sit and pick you men,
Well, then, once again, it's your head.
White Gold
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
It's not everything
gonna get you right away from where you wanna be
I'm gonna hold her hand
I'm gonna hold her gun
*.... the way if you aren't too drunk.
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah
I'll get you down
I'll get you tired
And all your friends around will make you mess up your style
gonna get you drunk
Gonna get you high
Gonna get you drunk
gonna get you high
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeaaaah
[spoken]
*Yeah, we get you down
*Where you get
*
Thats what you brought your friends along for
(get you drunk)
(get you high)
You aint getting off 'til everybody gets off
(get you drunk)
[end spoken section]
Get you drunk, then we get you high.
Yeah, we get you drunk and we get you high.
high
high
high
(various background "get you high"'s)
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah
(lots of "get"'s, followed by occasional
"high"'s in the background)
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah
Whoo!
(end background vocals)
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
WHOO!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah
Boys Better
Boys had better beware.
You could seem to color your hair.
Or on a wig, you already spent
All the dough to cover your rent.
But not so cool, man if you care,
For all the other boys caught in your bleach-job hair.
And girls better beware
Boys, you better, you better, yeah.
Boys had better beware.
You could seem a wasted affair.
And like a bitch, you already spent
All the dough you promised your friends.
But not so cool, man if you care,
For all the other boys caught in your bleach-job hair.
And girls better beware
Boys, you better, you better, yeah.
Aaaaaaaaaaah
Boys said
She had,
Like, Gods hands.
Amen.
Oh man, its nor fair,
To all the other boys caught in your bleach-job hair.
And girls better beware
Boys, you better, you better.
Shinny Leather Boots
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Earth To The Dandy Warhols
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Minnesoter
Yeah,
I could rock her like a doctor,
If I found a way to get her off first.
I could own her, the crazy loner,
If I found my way to Minnesoter.
Yeah,
In a slumber, I'm sawing lumber,
I saw my baby dance a latin number
With her shirt off, Man, her skin's soft.
But in a mood, she'd rather if I jerked off.
If I found my way to Minnesoter
Minnesoter
Yeah
Yeah,
I could rock her like a doctor,
If I found a way to get her off first.
I could own her, the crazy loner,
If I found my way to Minnesoter.
Yeah, if I found my way to Minnesoter,
Yeah, if I found my way to Minnesoter, Oh
Minnesoter, Oh
Yeah
Twist
[indisponível]
Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on
down
Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee'.
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead,
When the skies of November are gloomy.
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty,
The good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early.
The ship was the pride of the American side,
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin.
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
Which they left fully loaded for Cleveland.
The wind in the wire made a tattle-tale sound
As the waves broke over the railing.
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain,
In the face of a hurricane west wind.
At seven P.M., the old cook came on deck
sayin'
'Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya'.
When the captain wired in he had water comin' in,
He said 'Fellas, it's been good t'know ya'
Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.
And farther below Lake Ontario
She takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
But the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the Gales of November remembered.
Now, in a musty old hall in Detroit they
prayed,
At the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral.
And the church bell chimes till it rings twenty-nine times,
once
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
Not If You Were The Last Junkie
On Earth
I never thought you'd be a junkie because
heroin is so passé.
But today, if you think that I don't know about depression
and emotional pain,
You're insane, or you're a fool who hasn't paid attention
to a word that I say.
In a way, I can't help but feel responsible, I always knew
that you were insane
With your pain, but I never thought you'd be a junkie because
heroin is so passé, hey.
Heroin is so passé, hey.
Herion is so passé, hey, hey.
Aaaah
So passé nowadays.
You never thought you'd get addicted, just be cooler in
an obvious way
I could say, shouldn't you have got a couple piercings and
decided maybe that you were gay,
In a way, I can't help but feel responsible, I always knew
that you were insane
With your pain, but I never thought you'd be a junkie because
heroin is so passé, hey.
Heroin is so passé, hey.
Herion is so passé, hey, hey.
Ah ah ah ah, aaah, aaah, aaaah
Ah ah ah ah, aaah, aaah, aaaah
Ah ah ah ah, aaah, aaaaaaah
Heroin is so passé, hey.
Heroin is so passé, hey
Heroin is so passé, hey, hey.
Ah ah ah ah, aaah, aaah, aaaah,
Ah ah ah ah, aaah, aaah, aaaah,
hey hey hey hey heyyy, heyyy, heyyyyy
Retarded
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Free For All
(spoken) Nuge! On 4.
4!
(end spoken)
Never before have I turned on you
Oh, You look so good to me
Beady eyes, they could cut me in two
I just can't let you be.
It's a free for all, and I've been told
You can bet your life
Stakes are high and so am I,
It's in the air tonight
I See you there with your cheshire grin,
I got my eye on you
Shake your tail feather in my face, there's no tellin what
I'll do.
Well looky here, you sweet young thing: the magic's in my
hands
When in doubt, I'll whip it out. We got a rock'n'roll band.
It's a free for all.
Oh baby
Yeah, free for all
Ow
Suck it
Here we go, Lookin down below, I'm on the
prowl tonight,
When it's said and done, I'll have my fun. I can chew on
anything I like
Come on to a midnight ball. The invitation's there.
Come alone and I'll drive you home. Help me, I do declare
It's a free for all.
Oh baby
Yeah, free for all
Oh
Suck it
Its a free for all, baby
You want it, you got it.
Eat me, beat me, come on need me.
You want it baby?
Come and get it, its a free for all.
Oh baby, yeah, free for all.
Ow
Dub Song
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Call Me
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Relax
[indisponível]
Head
There's 50 men in your bed.
Oh, that's what I said that you'd get.
I'd sit and pick you them
But then, then again, it's your head.
That's what you said that you get,
So now won't you get with your set.
Because when I sit and pick you men,
Well, then, once again, it's your head.
Thanks For The Show
[indisponível]
Lance
Well, I really might seem retarded,
But I really want to see you again.
I want nothing but to be your friend
So I can see you again.
If I feel a bit disregarded,
Don't think I need you to attend.
Or you to condescend,
So I can see you again.
Hey, I think, like a fool,
That you can trust your friends.
Or you can fuck your friends.
I don't.
Hey
aaaaah
aaaaah
aaaaah
ah ah aaaah aaaah aaaah
Ohio
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming
we're finally on our own
This summer I hear them druming
Four dead in Ohio
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been gone long time ago
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been gone long time ago
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?
Na na-na-na na na na na
Na na-na-na na na na
Na na-na-na na na na na
Na na-na-na na na na
Four dead in Ohio
Four dead in Ohio
Four dead in Ohio
Four dead in Ohio
Four dead in Ohio
Four dead in Ohio
Four dead in Ohio
Four dead in Ohio
One Saved Message
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Hells Bells
I'm a rolling thunder, a pounding rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
White lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young, but you're gonna die
I don't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got a feeling, gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan'll getcha
Hell's
Bells
I'll give you black sensations up and down
your spine
You get into evil, you're a friend of mine
See the white lights flashing as it splits the night
You look to the left, I'll stick it to the right
I don't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's
puttin' up a fight
I got a feeling, gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna getcha, Satan'll getcha
Hell's
Bells
Bells
Hell's
Black sensations
You get into evil, yeah
White light flashing, splits the night
I'll stick it to the right
It's thunder and pounding rain
Like a hurricane
Cross the sky
Bells
Hell
The Jean Genie
Small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers, slash back blazers
Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters
Talking 'bout Monroe, walking on Snow White
New York's a go-go and everything tastes right
Poor little Greenie, woo hoo,
woo hoo
The Jean Genie lives on her back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
She's outrageous, screams and she bawls
Jean Genie let yourself go!
Sits like a man but she smiles like a reptile
Loves him, she love him but just for a short while
She'll scratch in the sand, won't let go his hand
Says he's a beautician, sells you nutrition
Keeps all your dead hair for making underwear
Poor little Greenie, woo ho
The Jean Genie lives on her back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks, yeah
Outrageous, she screams and she bawls
Jean Genie let yourself go!
[spoken]
All right, that's all I know. I don't know the third verse.
You know, I uh, I had, I even, it was a good excuse to email
Bowie. I wanted... OK, that's enough of that. Thanks man.
Stars
I
Thought I could touch the stars
I lie awake at night
I wonder where you are
My face explodes
Tear-drops into tears
And every second I'm not with you
Well, it seems like years.
I've warned you
I kill you
and I love you,
yeah, yeah
I won't die
But I don't feel the same
I spend up all of my time
Trying to see you again
My face explodes
Tear-drops into tears
And every second i'm not with you
Well it seems like years.
And I told you
I'd kill you
And I love you,
yeah, yeah.
My face explodes
Tear-drops into tears
And every second i'm not with you
Well it seems like years.
And I warned you
That I'd kill you
And I love you,
yeah, yeah.
Dick
I've said everything I could do.
Think everything I could be.
Heard every word without listening
I'm a dick
* Known everything that was true
Seen everything I could see
*Done everything I Could be
I'm a dick,
Waiting to be kicked
I've read everything I could read
*everything I could
Seen everything I could see
*Been everything I could be
I'm a dick
Waiting to be kicked
I'm a dick,
Waiting to be kicked
One (Ultra Lame White Boy)
I like to eat,
I like somewhere to sleep.
But I don't like to work,
I just really like to talk about it.
I tried it at first
But my boss was a jerk
He wasn't smart enough to see
I'm so much smarter then him.
Am I lazy?
Am I just being a fuck?
Am I crazy?
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Am I'm lazy?
I'm not the only one,
I'm not the only one,
I'm not the only one.
I can't get going
When I'm knowin' what I'm gonna get.
And I know that there's something
That I gotta get done now.
I'd rather be hackin',
smoking reefer and slackin'.
If I wasn't so smart,
I could be working at a coffee cart.
Am I lazy?
Not just being a fuck
Am I crazy?
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Am I'm lazy?
I'm not the only one,
I'm not the only one,
I'm not the only one.
We Love You Dick
[indisponível]
Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on
down
Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee'.
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead,
When the skies of November are gloomy.
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty,
The good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early.
The ship was the pride of the American side,
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin.
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
Which they left fully loaded for Cleveland.
The wind in the wire made a tattle-tale sound
As the waves broke over the railing.
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain,
In the face of a hurricane west wind.
At seven P.M., the old cook came on deck
sayin'
'Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya'.
When the captain wired in he had water comin' in,
He said 'Fellas, it's been good t'know ya'
Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.
And farther below Lake Ontario
She takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
But the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the Gales of November remembered.
Now, in a musty old hall in Detroit they
prayed,
At the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral.
And the church bell chimes till it rings twenty-nine times,
once
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
