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Letras: Mudhoney

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01. This Gift     
02. Flat Out Fucked       
03. Get Into Yours   
04. You Got It   
05. Magnolia Caboose Babyshit   
06. Come To Mind   
07. Here Comes Sickness
08. Running Loaded   
09. The Farther I Go   
10. By Her Own Hand   
11. When Tomorrow Hits   
12. Dead Love   

THIS GIFT

I got something waiting for you
That's right
I got something waiting for you
That's right
Got you crawling up the wall
Uptight
Well, I've got something waiting for you
Tonight

I got this gift
I got this gift
I got this gift
Pointing my heart at you
At you

This gift's so peal
This gift's so red
Much too much too much for you to bear
Coming down from above
They all leave her alone

I got this gift
I got this gift
I got this gift
Pointing my heart at you

I got this gift
I got this gift
I got this gift
Pointing my heart at you
At you
At you


FLAT OUT FUCKED

Won't slow down
Laid to rest
Woke up early
Got it clear
I feel so stupid today
Why ain't it any other way
It's too late to complain
Grab that job
They're all the same
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked

So mixed up
No room to move
I ain't got nothing
I got nothing left
I feel so stupid today
Why ain't it any other way
It's too late to complain
Grab that job
They're all the same
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked

You make me out


GET INTO YOURS

I'm crawling out of my skin
I'm nearing you again
I'm crawling out of my skin
Trying to get into yours
Got to get into yours
Got to get into yours

Get me out
Let me in
I'm feeling much too good
Get me out
Let me in
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again

Let me blow a hole in your heart
Before I tear myself apart
Let me blow a hole in your heart
Let me get into yours
Let me get into yours
Got to get into yours

Get me out
Let me in
Can't get a grip on this thing
Get me out
Let me in
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again
I'm all over your action

Get me out
Let me in
I'm feeling much too good
Get me out
Let me in
Can't get a grip on this thing
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again


YOU GOT IT

They say you got it
I've seen you got it
You got it
You got it good
You got it
You can keep it
That's right
I don't want it

You give it away like free samples
I don't want what anyone can have
You got it
You got it
So what
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face

Just cause you got it
You think everyone wants you
You got it
You think that's enough
You got it
That's right you got it
You're fart
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face


MAGNOLIA CABOOSE BABYSHIT

[instrumental]


COME TO MIND

I feel you getting nearer
I feel you here
I feel you getting nearer
Still I want you here

Now's the time to come to mind
Now's the time to come to mind

Are you really going
Where no one comes near
Are you really for
Everything unclear

Now's the time to come to mind
Now's the time to come to mind


HERE COMES SICKNESS

Here comes sickness
Walking down my street
She's shaking her hips
Like she's some kinda tree
All the neighborhood dogs
Licking at her feet
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Walking down my street

Here comes sickness moving up my block
When she comes to my house
I hope she don't knock
All the neighborhood dogs
Sniffing at her crotch
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Roaming up my block

There goes sickness in my daddy's car
The rear seat goes low, I hope you go far
All the neighborhood dogs
She'll be croaking afar
There goes sickness
There goes sickness
There goes sickness
In my daddy's car


RUNNING LOADED

My love is staggering on
Your love is blind
You come running like a dog
You come running
You come running
You come running like a dog
Like a dog
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play

My head is spinning
Your head is mine
If I wasn't loaded I'd be gone
If I wasn't loaded
If I wasn't loaded
If I wasn't loaded
I'd be gone
I'd be gone
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play

No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play


THE FARTHER I GO

All washed out from lack of sleeping
Promises I can't keep
So god damned tired I can barely talk
All my get-up-and-go is all but lost

The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go

Burning bridges I'll never cross
Never understand that kind of cost
Touched on this and I stepped on that
Got no mind to do that kind of crap

The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go

The fog's so thick it hurts to breathe
Find that coming [........]
Following steps I recognize
Going in the direction I despise

The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go the more back I get
The farther I go


BY HER OWN HAND

She cut her face in the mirror last night
Trying to do to another side

She says she doesn't understand men's ride
She says she can not stand her life
She's looking for any way out
I can't stand what she's thinking about

I want to tell her everything will be alright
But I love her too much, too much to lie
She's looking for any way out
I can't stand what she's thinking about
She's looking for any way out
I can't stand what she's thinking about


WHEN TOMORROW HITS

I'm laying now on something that acts
Losing your way
Getting way off track
Ain't no stopping
Stops are coming
When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits

What's easy for you
Comes so hard
What you get
Never gone too far
There's no stopping
Things from happening
When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits

When tomorrow hits
It'll hit you hard
When tomorrow hits
It'll hit you hard
When tomorrow hits
It'll hit you hard
When tomorrow hits


DEAD LOVE

Lost my mind
Digging a hole
Grab a heart
Grab my soul
Six feet under
Dead love
In love

Inch by inch
Limb from limb
You tore me apart
Pushed me in
Six feet under
Dead love
In love
In love, love, love, love
Love...

I got sucked
In
I got sucked
In
I got sucked
Right in
I got sucked
By you
By you

Lost my mind
Digging a hole
Grab a heart
Grab my soul
Six feet under
Dead love

Ow!