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Paranoid Delusion
02:27
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shock wave right through your head
act deranged or soon to be dead
i show you green card
i bomb your friends
i sleep in your yard
you come from hallandale
you steal my car
you read my mail
paranoid delusion friend
catatonic 'til the end
images of love and pain
how'd you get to be so lame
white noise rush through your face
got caught squirming like some basketcase
your guilty telephone
dark mutation pointless clone
strange depression cycle falls
lock the doors we screen your calls
paranoid delusion friend
catatonic 'til the end
everyone forget your name
how'd you get to be so lame
shock wave right through your head
act deranged or soon to be dead
i show you green card
i bomb your friends
i sleep in your yard
you come from hallandale
you steal my car
you read my mail
paranoid delusion friend
catatonic 'til the end
everyone forget your name
how'd you get to be so lame
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Cry Miami
01:47
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safety measures are all in place
safety glasses on my face
were making it happen
now it's crunchtime
the fire burns
can't wait until lunchtime
it's alright to cry miami
plastic penis in your hand
you've figured out some way to buy me
but you'll never understand
(you'll never understand)
double breasted psycho nylon
wet foam rubber
we're making you lie on
there's only so much we can tolerate
pathetic whining while you vegetate
it's alright to cry miami
plastic penis in your hand
you've figured out some way to buy me
so you'll never understand
(ahahahahahahahaaahaahahaaaaa)
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Special Friend
01:36
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i found a body, under my bed, in a cheap motel
it'd been there all week, or maybe more, i really couldn't tell
he's got no i.d., but thats ok with me
another guest of our city you see
"lost tourist" type tragedy
but it doesn't matter in the end…
HES MY SPECIAL FRIEND!!!!
yea i met a girl down at the bar, in a cheap motel
she'd been there all night, or maybe not, i really couldn't tell
she's got no i.d., but thats ok with me
another confused individual it seems to me
but where she's going, she'll feel no pain
it doesn't matter in the end…
SHES MY SPECIAL FRIEND!!!!
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4. |
Eskimo Blue Day
02:52
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snow cuts loose from the frozen
until it joins with the african sea
in moving it changes, its cold and its name
the reason i come and go is the same
animal game for me
you call it rain
but the human name
doesn't mean shit to a tree
if you don't mind heat in your river
fork tongue talking from me
swim like an eel - fantastic snake
take my love when it's free
electric feel with me
you call it loud
but the human crowd
doesn't mean shit to a tree
snow called water going violent
dam the end of the stream
too much cold in one place breaks
that's why you might know what i mean
consider how small you are
compared to your scream
the human dream
doesn't mean shit to a tree
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5. |
God's Got A Gun
01:46
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look out god's got a gun
lately ain't been having fun
look out - just turn and run
(aahhhhhhh)
tell us now of your fall from grace
and what you have become
into your mind, into your face
there's nowhere left to run
look out god's got a gun
lately ain't been having fun
look out - just turn and run
(aahhhhhhh)
if you should fail
check's in the mail
you might know what to do
show us your ignorance, you pointless clown
what's it matter to you
lately it feels like you're not real
jerks know exactly how you feel
squirm like some weird electric eel
(aahhhhhhh)
look out god's got a gun
lately ain't been having fun
look out - just turn and run
(aahhhhhhh)
run
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