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The Deli Song
01:55
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THE DELI SONG
Oh don’t you cry my little lamb
Under the weight, the weight of the world
A little try. I know you can.
Take a chance on my love.
You can push but don’t shove.
Take a chance on my love.
Pray to your god above.
Oh won’t you buy a little ham.
There’s no meat loaf or beef in the frig.
We’re out of cheese. We’re out of spam.
Please go to the deli.
Wash my socks their smelly.
Stop off at the gallery.
“Hey! There’s Leo Castelli!!”
I don’t want him in my chair.
I don’t want him in my hair.
You can see her but don’t stare.
You could cheat but it’s not fair.
(SOLO)
Take a chance on my love
Pray to your god above.
I don’t want him in my chair.
I don’t want him in my hair.
You can see her but don’t stare.
You could cheat but it’s not fair.
Oh don’t you cry my little lamb.
Under the weight . The weight of the world.
A little try. I know you can.
Take a chance on my love.
You can push but don’t shove.
Take a chance on my love.
Pray to your god above.
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2. |
Piesexuality
02:41
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PIESEXUALITY
While Mike has sex with his love Grace.
He likes to get a pie right in the face.
A relative minority known as piesexuality.
Jeff gets aroused by being a thief.
Ken gets aroused involving teeth.
Scrotal inflation is Fred’s bag, I hear.
He joined a genitorture club this year.
Tripsolignilia is Tim’s mood.
He gets off when his hair’s shampooed.
He’s always there at the salon
Sits in his chair with a hard on
In his wet hair.
It’s called ‘Balooning’ on the street.
You fill your sac up with saline.
Tim gets his hair shampooed.
He’s clothed but he’d prefer to be nude.
The smell of urine turns on Yuri who.
Reniflure in the term that it’s referring too.
Aroused by arranging a crash or disaster.
Symphorophilia’s what you’re after.
Teledildonics have no shame.
They get off on computer games.
Computer games.
Aroused by armpit hairs.
Aroused by receiving stares
Aroused by amputees.
Aroused by watching people freeze.
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3. |
I Hate Words
01:53
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I HATE WORDS
I hate words.
The cannot describe
Thoughts I think
Things I feel inside
There is just a pain
Somewhere
A confusion that I can’t name
It’s unclear
So I sit
Wait for it to pass
I might talk
Might sound like an ass
Turn on the TV
For some distraction
Think of something else
Take some action
Maybe she just doesn’t have a thing to say
What a nerve of her to blather anyway
I don’t know
Don’t know who I am
Yes I do
I just forgot again.
I must be alone to connect
With myself again
What the heck
She will sit till she’s free of conditioning
Making peace with nothingness will set her free.
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4. |
The Bresson Song
02:04
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THE BRESSON SONG
Robert Bresson made a film is ’66 called Balthazar.
There’s a young girl who loves a bad boy but the
Donkey is the STARting with a furry head and feeding
Ending with him shot among some sheep.
Robert Bresson he makes a film just like a caveman tells a tale
Nothing but bare facts and simple actions Man Escapes from Jail
Another guy is a pickpocket who recognizes love when it’s too late.
There’s a sickly priest who’s congregation mostly hates his guts.
Son of alcoholics he’s a self destructive pious putz who’s congregation
Thinks he’s nuts
You know he’s going to wind up dead. His diet’s only wine and bread.
Mouchette is a film about a grumpy girl who throws dirt at her foes.
She rides the bumper cars and dad slaps her when she stares at a beau she likes.
She hangs out with a drunkard. Who thinks he’s killed and needs an alibi
Lancelot du Loc has crazy knights with noisy armor on.
Must have been the inspiration for Monty Python and the Holy Grail
It’s so laughably dumb and often he shoots only from the waist on down.
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5. |
MPD
02:20
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MPD
If you knew me you wouldn’t like me
But I don’t like you anyway
I am sorry if I offended you
Let’s be friends. Go out and play.
Mudpies are fun when they dry in the sun
We throw them at cars. They crash and then we run
Whenever I see you smile. It makes my life worthwhile
So what, you have MPD. It just means more friends for me.
In the playground you get a lot of wax in your ears , dirt in your toes
You’re what kids would call a grubby girl but to me you’re my Eskimo.
You’re always there to get me out of scrapes.
Remember that TV marathon of Planet of the Apes.
Whenever I see you smile. It makes my life worthwhile.
So what you have MPD. It just means more friends for me.
Now we’re old and we’ve got a couple of husbands who beat us constantly.
Despite the bills and kids we can’t feed our friendship’s retained it’s constancy.
Hurricanes hit trailer parks ‘least once a year.
I hope we both get hit and then we’ll disappear.
Whenever I see you smile.
It makes my life worthwhile.
So what you have MPD.
It just means more friends for me.
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6. |
The Blur Song
03:08
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THE BLUR SONG
Don’t know what to say.
Yesterday’s a blur and tomorrow’s on the way.
All I know for sure is we’re filling up the time before we die
With various things I don’t know why.
Have another beer. Toast to our safari and lead another cheer.
Have some calamari and throw it up when you get home dear.
Wipe your mouth and work on your Shakespeare.
All you need is some drugs to survive
All you need is some wax to give.
All you need some speed to get by and practice.
Happened yesterday. I cannot recall cause my memory’s erased.
A burden to us all but it will come back to you at your death, dear.
A movie playing in my mind’s theatre.
All you need is some drugs to survive.
All you need is some wax to give.
All you need is some speed to get by and practice.
Don’t know what to say.
Yesterday’s a blur and tomorrow’s on the way.
All I know for sure is we’re filling up the time before we die.
With various thing I don’t know why.
All you need is some drugs to survive.
All you need is some wax to give.
All you need is some speed to get by and practice.
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7. |
Winner
02:41
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WINNER
He’s been eating catfood since he lost his job
Always in a bad mood his own mother says that he’s a slob
Well but.
He’ll work it out. He’ll work it out on his own
Beyond all doubt Don’t have to throw him a bone.
His whole are is scabby from the neck on down.
His apartment’s shabby. He was nearly driven out of town
Well but…
He’ll work it out. He’ll work it out in the end.
Beyond all doubt. He doesn’t need any friends.
I know you that you don’t love me
You think that you’re above me
There is nowhere that he can go now
It is so clear that he’s alone now.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
He’s a full time loser from so long ago
He’s a full time boozer who has never had a drink at all
He’ll work it out. He’ll work it out on his own
Beyond all doubt Don’t have to throw him a bone
I know you that you don’t love me
You think that you’re above me
There is nowhere that he can go now
It is so clear that he’s alone now.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
I know you that you don’t love me
You think that you’re above me
There is nowhere that he can go now
It is so clear that he’s alone now.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
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8. |
Just Like Jesus
02:49
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JUST LIKE JESUS
All my lovers go away
But they leave me with several diseases
Maybe I have made mistakes
Cause I let him do as he pleases
No one know what time it is
All the clocks say nine when it’s twelve
There is nothing left to say
My old boyfriend looks just like Jesus
I don’t know. He might be gay
But he broke my heart into pieces
No one knows what time it is
They’re all in denial themselves
His name was Stevie. He watched tee vee at all hours of the day
I was alluring. He’s so boring. He had nothing to say.
Filling hours of the day.
All my memories are of Clucky
Yet another got away
All my friends tell me I was lucky
No one knows what time it is
They’re all in denial themselves
His name was Kevin. He was seven in his mentality
He worked at 7 & 11 for ten dollars a day
No one know what time it is
All the clocks say nine when it’s twelve
His name was Jesus. He ate cheezits when he was out of work
He had stigmata and his father always called him a jerk
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9. |
The Movie Song
02:10
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THE MOVIE SONG
Well, if you’d be so kind as to read the lines then you surely would see.
It’s all just a movie and we’re on the big screen
We’ll I’m just an actress. You’re just an actor . We’re just playing a part.
In this great big movie we are the stars.
Oh it feels so real. Your lips next to mine.
Oh it feels so real. Your fingers running down my spine.
We’ll I’m just an actress. You’re just an actor . We’re just playing a part.
In this great big movie we are the stars.
Oh it feels so real. Your lips next to mine.
Oh it feels so real. Your fingers running down my spine.
We’ll I’m just an actress. You’re just an actor . We’re just playing a part.
In this great big movie we are the stars.
In this great big movie we are the stars.
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10. |
The Iconoclast Song
02:31
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THE ICONOCLAST SONG
He sings to her his ancient art form’s dead.
The dream he prays upon is long since dead.
The light he sees will shine on somebody else.
He shields his eyes. Denies the scars and the welts.
His friends perpetuate his hopeless dream.
Without he’d just fall apart at the seams.
He’s better off believing he’ll never fail.
The truth would wreck him and he’d wind up in jail.
Someone is winning now. He eats a sacred cow.
The law just don’t apply to iconoclasts.
The innocent are fools. Stop playing by the rules
The system’s worse, they say, then the problems they’re out to mend.
There’s someone born today who’s star will shine bright.
There is another who’ll just fail and fight.
Is it determination or determinism?
Is it environment or is it in the jysm?
Someone is winning now. He eats a sacred cow.
The law just don’t apply to iconoclasts.
The innocent are fools. Stop playing by the rules
The system’s worse, they say, then the problems they’re out to mend.
Someone winning now. He eats a sacred cow.
The law just don’t apply to iconoclasts.
The innocent are fools. Stop playing by the rules
The system’s worse, they say, then the problems they’re out to mend.
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11. |
The Radio Song
03:41
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THE RADIO SONG
We don’t want you to like us.
No one’s sunk as low as her highness
We sound like the radio.
She’s some kind of shady ho
Who hides behind her romeo
And buys guns at the trade show.
We don’t want you to like us
Her favorite dance move is St Vitus
We sound like the radio
She went out with a Scorpio
She met him at the rodeo
Had a fight about gun control
AaaaHH
Got into a scuffle about gun control
Struggled with the gun and it went off somehow.
We don’t want you to like us.
His mother in law looks just like the incubus.
We sound like the radio
She can’t even keep control
Of her latest romeo
She me at The Last Picture Show.
AaaaHHH
Got into a scuffle about gun control
Struggled with the gun and it went off somehow.
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12. |
On The Floor
02:13
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ON THE FLOOR
On the floor now. You are sleeping
In your head now. I am creeping.
Through a blue door. I descend now.
All your life depends on
How do you feel about my actions?
Don’t believe in satisfaction.
Tell me once more. Can’t you take it?
Like a man, now. Love it. Hate it.
Like a dog now. You are dreaming.
Of these holes you keep on digging.
On the floor, now. I am sleeping.
In your head, now. I am creeping.
In your head.
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