1. |
Ozone Has a Rash
04:42
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Am I aggravating, ask them if I'm aggravating say no
Say I'm aggravating "go away, you're aggravating" say no
Cause I want to I need to I really don't care no
I want to I need to I'm never gonna say it though
I want to I need to it's coming to the foregrounf
Gonna say it say it say it say it say it say it say it say it
But the itchy little fingers running cross my throat say no
And the itchy little fingers running cross my throat mean no
But I want to I need to I'm never gonna say it though
I want to I mean to come out and say it spray it no
I try to grasp through the you will never say it
But the itchy little fingers say no no no
And the itchy little fingers make the people play pretend and you know
If they would get off my throat
I would not yell scream throw things anarchily destroy me
So why heed its scratching grasp
Cause it's taboo, you know taboo, inhuman bond of antitruth
Taboo this taboo that taught me not to know
Can I tell them will I tell them what I'm afraid to tell them
No the itchy little fingers say no no no
And the itchy little fingers trace a line down your spine
With divinity on the left and the rest on the other side
The words I want to say lay behind that back
In the corner of my chest where my mind can't go
Opportunity again I'm about to let them in
But those darn fingers won't let go
No N O N O N O N O N O N O N O spells no
Am I breaking a law? If so what sort of law?
What chuck? It's only illegal to try
So what why what, this law isn't just
It's just my conciousness repeating to me
"We itchy fingers don't like you"
And no one can see why their hands get itchy
It's starting now
No N O N O N O N O N O N O spells no
No N O N O N O N O N O it's only illegal to try
Knocked down on the floor I can't try anymore
When I do you say no
I've got burns on my knees you've got me begging
Please please please please don't say no
But who can I trust when trust is a must
You you no you say no
NO
credits
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2. |
Do I Know You?
02:53
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Hey there do I know you
I thought maybe you'd know
We could disappear together
Sorry how could you know
Oh but wait I know I've seen you before
You're you no me no I don't know
A dream that's what it must have been
But you're here, is this a dream?
Look at him thrash that axe
Yeah but the singer sucks
Boom boom goes the bass
Yeah but the singer sucks
Hey, isn't that Mike Hays?
Yeah, he's pretty cool
This could be a rockin' band
If that guy didn't sing so much
Hey there do I know you
Hey do you know me
I think maybe I'll go now
To a place where we should be
Oh but wait I know I've seen you before
You're the blue I see in the sea
So beautiful, moreso than my dream
Sorry didn't mean to make you red
Groovy groovy groove guitar
Yeah but the singer sucks
Big bad bumping bass
Yeah but the singer sucks
Man do I love Mike Hays
He should sing, this guy sucks
This could be a rockin' band
If that guy didn't sing so much
Hey isn't that Mike Hays
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3. |
Society Sux
02:24
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This is a song about how society sucks
Carnivorous bastard, don't shoot those ducks
Playin' it off like it's such a sport
Pretendin' you're king of your tennis court
Well you're a dog and I'll make you pant
Try to get away but you can't: society!
Society sucks - society sucks
Society sucks - society sucks
Society sucks - society sucks
You know you can't get away from it
You know you can't get away
You think you're cool, well duh
Even your own grandma doesn't know ya
Sittin' back watching things degrade
You can't see the truth through your hundred dollar shades
You know it's kinda like you can't see the poor people 'cause you're so rich
Try to get away, aaaaaaaaah society!
Society sucks - society sucks
Society sucks - society sucks
Society sucks - society sucks
You know you can't get away from it
You know you can't get away
Flippin' through my memory
Reviewing past society
From horse-drawn carriages to monster trucks
The one repeating factor is society sucks!
Society sucks - society sucks
Society sucks - society sucks
Society sucks - society sucks
Society..... sucks!
(it sucks it does yeah)
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4. |
"Pretty," She Said
06:13
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Standing by the highway
With friends from different places
Standing around doin' what dudes do best
Looking up at the layer
Past loves now ugly faces
Almost didn't witness the car crash
Crawling out from the wreckage
Flames burned off her makeup
Gunk gave way to a face like mine
As I looked at the mirror
Saw not just her clothes were tattered
Looking for this pain all my life
And past the frown before me
Were lines of sarcastic happy
And past love's flaming heat
Was a dance of constant laughing
Though outwardly her feet never moved
(run... run... run...)
Saw one of us was crying
A sweet truth untold
One step to catch the water, forget breath
I felt like I was in the accident
Sometime I guess I was
I could have hugged us both to death
A smile crossed our faces
As we looked at the flames
Grateful were we that we weren't dead
Before I saw/heard the sirens
They asked me about the accident
Before I could answer, "It's pretty," she said
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5. |
Nameless
04:57
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my mommy she loves me
she likes to hug me
on my tippi-tippi-toes-tippi-tippi-toes
she hugs me
so closely
so tightly
THAT I CAN'T BREATHE
NO I CAN'T BREATHE
CAN'T SHE SEE
THAT I'VE GROWN
I MAY NOT BE MATURE
BUT I AM BIG AND I NEED MY SPACE
IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T LOVE HER
I DO IT'S JUST THAT JUST THAT
JUST THAT
My kitties are all fluffy
They're cute cuddly and yummy
But I don't eat them
They love me
It's just that
THEY DON'T LET ME SLEEP
I RUB THEY'RE TEAT COVERED BELLIES
AND GIVE THEM FOOD TO EAT
DO I GIVE THEM LOVE
YEAH I GIVE THEM LOVE BUT DO THEY LET ME SLEEP
NO NO NO THEY DO NOT LET ME SLEEP
UNTIL I WAKE UP IN A SWEAT WHEN THEY'RE NOT AROUND
AND WONDER
WONDER WHY
All these people love me
I give them nothing
Except the occasional smile that says I'm nice
BUT AM I REALLY THAT NICE
LIKE PAIN I AM
LET ME BE RELIEVED
A TOOTH FOR YOU ALL
UNTIL I'M JUST GUMS
A DROP OF RAIN AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SUN
AND YOU KNOW YOU KNOW
YOU KNOW THAT
I love everything
Even when I'm hating
It's somewhere
Somewhere
And when we go there
I'll share
My I love you
With you
Because I love you
I do
Because you're neat
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6. |
Eric
02:18
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I know this guy named Eric
He is really smart
Lived in a house on Tremont Street
Across from Seerly Park
Has a brother named Galen
Who doesn't go to the park
Because Galen likes to swing
And there aren't any swings at that park
The government doesn't like Galen
So they took down all the swings
Though they're slow to anger
This disturbed the Cook-Weins
Eric's last name is Cool-Weins
Galen's last name is Cook-Weins
Their father's name is Daryl
Their mother's name is Arlene
Arlene's last name is Cook
Daryl's last name is Weins
They form in a contraction
Eric's last name, Cook-Weins
When Eric went to college
He didn't take me along
I don't understand why this was
What did I do wrong?
When Eric went to college
He left without a word
Left me alone
With two friends, pain and hurt
Last Christmas Eric came back
And when he saw me
He said, "I don't know you, but
My name's Eric Cook-Weins"
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7. |
Ben's Touch
06:16
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Vampires, in search of blood
Coming soon to your neighborhood
Vampires, they'll drink your blood
I'd be a vampire if I could
(CHORUS:)
And still I like to think I'm a vampire
I like to stay away from fire
Whoa-oh, vampires, vampires
Whoa-oh, is blood enough?
Don't you cry when you see my face
By God it's merely white face paint
Vampires are coming soon
Black candles and the moon
(CHORUS)
It was cool when the vampires came
It was dark out with lots of rain
Vampires are coming back
Look out The Man it's a vampire attack!
(CHORUS, etc)
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8. |
Space-Out
03:14
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Drool on my chin
I bow before a crowd of admirers
They want me, only me
And all I can do is give them more
They kneel to me, drool on me
Wait a minute, am I drooling?
(CHORUS:)
My eyes re-focus, I wipe my face
I look at the world and my life dreams fade
I glance around red in the face
Hope no one saw my reality break
(Space out, you're a spaced out spaceman)
Light the number 8
And she comes again and is lost in my arms
Sinks in me, is part of me,
And all I can be is part of her
I hunger her, she thirsts me,
Whoops I think that lady forgot her drink
(CHORUS)
Crossing the street
I join the sky and fly away
I'm released, I'm happy
And all I can do is ignore the floor
Bright light coming, doing bright things
I should have known it was a headlight
Life is dying, I feel like a jerk
What's the point of living when everyone's a jerk
But I'd rather dream of life than die
So I choose space to suicide
(Space out, you're a spaced out spaceman)
Good night
If I want to be happy I'll close my eyes
I want to be happy so I'll close my eyes
I need to be happy, I'm closing my eyes
(Space out, you're a spaced out spaceman)
She can't see the gun in her hand
She shoots me down I get up she shoots me down again
And I sink, and I sink
And I sink six feet (more) with a gun in my hand
You keep screaming die-ai-yi-yi-ya
Di-die-yi-ya, di-die-yi-yi-yi-ya-ya-ya
Some sort of presence always felt and ever yearning
Creeps between the back of my head
I have a dream and soon I'm caring way too much
About someone I pretend to know but don't
So not slowly I scrape off my face
I see her face and it's not the ont I thought I saw
Oh well.
credits
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9. |
Bunk
03:06
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A B C D E F G
H I J K 1 2 3 Go!
You came up to me and you asked me to dance
When I had a tremendous crush on you
It turned out you were just keeping up appearances
You just wanted to look cool -- you picked the wrong guy!
[CHORUS:]
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
(Blah blah blah blah blah)
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah
(Blah blah blah blah blah)
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
(Blah blah blah blah blah)
Blah, blah
Blah, blah,
Blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah
Someone said 'let's all do the cretin hop'
I said just let me get my 8-ball
It turned out that all I got was beaten up
They just wanted to look cool -- they're total morons!
(CHORUS)
You said 'let's go get some coffee'
Once there you looked at an ashtray
And pondered what the curvature and color mean
I don't really care -- intellectual is as stupid does!
(CHORUS, extended)
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10. |
87th Street
05:34
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing here and why I'm still around
I wonder what the point is of staying here and hanging around
World stops at 87th Street
Heart stops at 87th Street
Everything stops at 87th Street
Because Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Have to question what he's doing hanging around with someone like me
I'm just a little kid with a bald head, even though I'm bigger than him
World stops at 87th Street
Heart stops at 87th Street
Everything stops at 87th Street
Because Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today yeah yeah yeah
Why did he want me to leave him alone?
Why did he say 'get away from me'?
Did he really want me to go home and write a song about Jeremy?
Jeremy and his punk rock politics
Jeremy and his knowledge of history
Jeremy and his Magoo glasses
And Jeremy and his body
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today yeah yeah yeah
'Cause the world stops at 87th Street
Heart stops at 87th Street
Everything stops at 87th Street
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Uncle Jeremy was mean to me today
Yeah yeah, today
Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing here and why I'm still around
I wonder what the point is of staying here and hanging around
World stops at 87th Street
Heart stops at 87th Street
Everything stops at 87th Street yeah yeah
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11. |
Mr. Poopy Pants
01:52
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You paint poop pink, spray it with perfume
Shove it up your nose, it still smells like poop
How many times must poop say I Love You
Before people realize it's just poop
Hey Mr. Poopy pants, poopy-doo-poop-a-doop
A poop-poop poo I said a poop on you
Poop on you, I wanna poop on you
I really wanna just poop on you
Wake up directions, this map's confusing
Leading you every which way but loose
It's time that you left him, he's gummed up your toilet
You deserve candy and flowers not poop
Hey Mr. Poopy pants, poopy-doo-poop-a-doop
A poop-poop poobadooba poop on you
Poop on you, I wanna poop on you
I really wanna just poop on you
Hey Mr. Poopy Pants, poop on you
Hey Mr. Poopy Pants, poop on you
Hey Mr. Poopy Pants, poop on you
Hey Mr. Poopy Pants, poop poop poop poop poop
Poop poop poobadooba poop poop
Poop poop poobadooba poop poop pooboop
Poop on you
I really wanna just poop on you yeah
I really wanna just poop on you
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12. |
Johnny
04:02
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(CHORUS:)
Oh Jonny there'll be days like this boy
Sometimes you'll stumble and somethimes you'll crumble
Try and get away to your safety
Don't hold onto painful memories
It seems like you've been gone for such a long time and that's a long time yeah
Out there that home of yours always seems so far away
Beware that home of yours doesn't get all helter-shelter
Try and be safe
(CHORUS:)
Oh Jonny when things get bad when things get bad don't get sad no
Just pull that black-and-white clover from your eyes
Watch your direction, don't you stray away from my protection
Try and be safe
Don't cry no, don't cry no, don't cry no doncha cry
(CHORUS)
credits
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13. |
Pete
00:32
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Hey Pete, you put a gun to your head
Why do you wish you were dead?
"Because they keep asking why
I hold hands with other guys."
Why not, when they call, hang up the phone?
"Because they don't ask with words, they ask with stones." Oh.
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14. |
Har
05:43
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Hopping around, I think I want a carrot
Cut off from the world on the barbershop floor
Hopping again, I have a little cotton tail
Cut all you want, I'll make more
I am Har
Fluffy, soft, nice to the touch
I am Har
Comb me gel me breed me put me in your stew
Either way you spell it, hey, I'm the Har for you
I worship bugs
And I worship the monster that chases them too
I am horny
Shampooed permed curled or conditioned
I am horny
I mean hey, I breed like a rabbit
I am Har
I am the style, I bear the disease
If fashion is your trouble, don't crucify me
I'm not a trouble-maker, I'm what you need
But know that when you're dying in a pool of your own urine
I am ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Har
Boiled oiled soiled then cleaved
Har
Lucky for feet but gross on the knees
Har
Entangle and/or and encage me
Either way you can't pet me
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15. |
Tuff Quegg
04:06
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There is this guy, his name's Will Quegg
He drinks beer straight from a keg
Because he likes to get drunk
He also has a mohawk because he's punk
[CHORUS:]
Tuff Quegg yeah
Tuff Quegg yeah motherfucker
Tuff Quegg yeah
Tuff Quegg always going to Coastal Mart
Will Quegg smokes a lot of pot
And his nose is full of snot
Will Quegg is way way tuff
He's lean and mean and extremely buff
(CHORUS)
He likes Nirvana and Rancid too
Steve thinks they both suck poo
Quegg doesn't care what Steve thinks
Actually he thinks Steve stinks
(CHORUS)
He beat us up because we were due
He broke Steve's nose and so he sued
He's in a band called Sinister Plot
He spit his chew in a coffee pot
(CHORUS)
Will Quegg's such a way tuff guy that's why he's Tuff Quegg
Will Quegg's a way way tuff guy that's why he's Way Tuff Quegg
Please Quegg, don't make me all bloody
I didn't mean to compare you to a Mega Buddy
Will Quegg's such a way tuff guy that's why
That's why when I see him I go "Aaaah Will Quegg!"
(CHORUS Tuff Quegg motherfucker rock and roll)
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17. |
Hasten to Feel
04:31
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Skeletal I was cold when my head was all bone
And I forgot how to feel other people's tears
I gave up on my soul and it left me alone
To ponder the point in those other tears
I went to war with a phantom and struck with such vigor
That I killed all my allies and the good guys lost
Razed bare I felt like the dry bed of a river
Trying to feel what it forgot
Can you see the virtue within me?
Must be tough without a psychoretroscope
Any good will has long lost its will for good
But hopefully somewhere there's still hope
Uncle, mercy, I forgot how to remember my name
I'm left trying to recall the proper way to be insane
Uncle, mercy, I just can't seem to remember my name
I'm left dying, can't for the death of me think what to put on my grave
I remember a time when it came natural to rhyme
And I didn't have to think to make sense
My thought dug so deep so naturally
Now they hide with the monsters beneath my bed
I wait for sleep to open my eyes
And bring the past to the present again
The joy is the rest, the lack of a bed
When I can turn my head and see you smile
Describe to me how happy we'll feel
When I hasten to feel, hasten to feel like I'm still you
Time is hastening, speed, moving so fast I can hardly breathe
Time is hastening, speed, moving so fast help me bring it back again
Oh I won't ask but help me bring it back again
It will take negative years just to bring it back again
Oh I need help because I'm slowing down
Let's bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Help me bring it back again
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18. |
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Hoochie-coochie-la-la-la!
I want dance and get down with ya oh-ay-oh
I want to heat up and get funky with you mama uh-oh
Come on let's dance get down and say a oh-ay-oh
It sounds so very neat
[CHORUS:]
I wanna see you dance dance dance
C'mon get down and dance dance dance
Turn around and dance dance dance
Oh I wanna see you dance, dance with me...
C'mon let's stick the fly top out newbie beat
I'm heatin up for the music that is sweet inside ya
We wear our costumes but not for going trick-or-treat
We wear them 'cause they're cool
(CHORUS)
I want dance and get down with ya oh-ay-oh
I want to heat up and get funky with you mama uh-oh
Come on let's dance get down and say a oh-ay-oh
It sounds so very very very neat
(CHORUS ext)
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19. |
Theory
07:13
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Like a child with play-doh turns gunk into something
Listen to me and my theory theory
Like a child with play-doh turns something to nothing
Look what became of your theory theory
But I'm not going to die until I'm dead yet
Each life-explaining number sentence takes magic from my headache
When I'm very alone and my mind starts to roam, no suprise it doesn't find much to do
(I'm not going to die until I'm dead yet)
So take me on a rollercoaster ride but don't expect me to scream
(Each life-explaining number sentence takes magic from my headache)
With my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds I must be very tall
(When people go to sleep turning gears are all they see)
But I'm hungry for life off the edge of some knife and no suprise I fear what I want, theory
(But they're breaking breaking breaking breaking theory theory theory)
Feathers and sheep, feathers and sheep
Forgot their bird, no use for their wool
Falling to pasture, following sleep
Feathers and sheep are piling
Don't allow myself much, can't do much more than touch some elusive oblidiblah
(I'm not going to die until I'm dead yet)
If I had my choice I wouldn't know what to choose and I'd be no less confused than I am now
(Each life-explaining number sentence takes magic from my headache)
When I think too much nothing makes any sense I guess I'll have to think about it some more
(When people go to sleep turning gears are all they see)
Sick and tired and bored with all that I can afford I want to break out of all of this theory
(But they're breaking breaking breaking breaking theory theory theory)
Like a child with play-doh turns gunk into something
Listen to me and my theory theory
Like a child with play-doh turns something to nothing
Look what became of your theory
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20. |
Wind
02:35
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Lying here without any love
But a burned little man who lives on faith alone
Fear in fear of becoming that man
Bitter herbs without any name
I shiver but the temperature's warm
Mental winter but the temperature's warm
Lights black, the man trips over his cane
And falls to the ground
But I rise again, rise again, happy again
I'm alive again, alive again, lovely again
'Cause the wind doesn't matter
My heart doesn't matter
Your I Don't Care doesn't matter to me
To me, me, 'cause I still can breathe
To me, me, 'cause I still can breathe
Winter comes, I still feel the warmth of the sun on me
Breathe on me
Troubled mind, I forget to exhale
And the bad air bruises my lungs
Back bent, color gone pale
And I can't sing 'cause I've bruised my lungs
Passion for you is a problem for me
Articulate you such a problem for me
But this world's too big for me to go bruising
For a little thing as one human being
So I rise again, rise again, happy again
I'm alive again, alive again, lovely again
'Cause the wind doesn't matter
My heart doesn't matter
Your I Don't Care doesn't matter to me
To me, me, 'cause I still can breathe
To me, me, 'cause I still can breathe
The stars are too far for me to try to cry for me
So I sing
I rise again, rise again, happy again
I'm alive again, alive again, lovely again
'Cause the wind doesn't matter
My heart doesn't matter
Your I Don't Care doesn't matter to me
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21. |
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Marky Mark and the Sunshine kids
Hangin' out, hangin' out like they have all summer
Hangin' with Marky Mark, ya gotta love 'em
Crazy kids doing crazy things
Marky Mark and the Sunshine kids
Walk around the block, the same block that they have all summer
What else are two legs for besides walkin'
Besides, is there anything else to do?
(CHORUS:)
Hey Marky, where are we goin'?
I think we've passed this place before
It's like we keep on keepin' on constantly spinnin'
And where we stop, we already know
It's where we already are
Marky Mark and the Sunshine kids
Smoke cigs, menthol cigs 'cause they're nice and kool
What else can kool kids smoke, ya know they love 'em
Reminds them that they live and breathe
*sniff sniff* Do I smell bacon?
Scope it out, I think it's the fuzz
But do the cool kids drop their cigs? No,
It's more economical to hide it in your sleeve
(CHORUS)
This is just another one of the crazy mixed-up adventures
When you're Marky Mark and the Sunshine Kids
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22. |
Director's Cut
01:50
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[I probably have some of these wrong, please submit corrections to my email]
Omnipotent is the scene director
He can shoot six scenes in under a minute
But then none of the actors know their motivation
So it takes more time to plan it out
He cuts away
He cuts away, yeah
He cuts away
He cuts away, yeah
Trying to find a scene direction
Means to shoot for the source, ask the director
To decipher the meaning from words on paper
Is like seeing red death in a bottle of black ink
It's on the inside
The world's insane around
But you see it on the inside
Try to change what goes on around
And cut away
What you don't want to see,
You cut away
What you're not supposed to see
You can only change the inside
To cut anything more is like cutting up yourself
He cuts away
He cuts away, yeah
He cuts away
He cuts away, yeah
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25. |
Wind (semi-demo)
02:34
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