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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:22
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Dressed to Depressed by Murderdolls
I got a snotty nose
I got nappy hair
My mommy don't love me
And my daddy don't care
My sister's a slut
And my brother's a drunk
And I'm standing in the mirror now
Getting myself all dressed up
Everything's okay
At least that's what they say
One foot in the gutter
The other's in the grave
Punch the clock I'm your slave
For the rest of my life 12 hours a day
No future, no way
I was born to lose but that's okay
Dressed to, dressed to depress
You couldn't ask for anything less
Dressed to, dressed to depress
My whole life's a ****ed up mess
Dressed to, dressed to depress
You couldn't ask for anything less
Dressed to, dressed to depress
My whole life is ****ed up
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:22
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Too Much Monkey Business
Runnin' to-and-fro - hard workin' at the mill.
Never fail in the mail - yeah, come a rotten bill!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Salesman talkin' to me - tryin' to run me up a creek.
Says you can buy now, gone try - you can pay me next week, ahh!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Blond have good looks - tryin' to get me hooked.
Want me to marry - get a home - settle down - write a book!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Same thing every day - gettin' up, goin' to school.
No need for me to complain - my objection's overruled, ahh!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Take home - something wrong - dime gone - will hold
Order suit - hoppered up for telling me a tale - ahh!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Been to Yokohama - been fightin' in the war.
Army bunk - Army chow - Army clothes - Army car, aah!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Workin' in the fillin' station - too many tasks.
Wipe the windows - check the tires - check the oil - dollar gas!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Don't want your botheration, get away, leave me!
TOO MUCH MONKEY BUSINESS FOR ME!!
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Oh Baby Doll
Oh Baby Doll!
when bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll
will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old Alma Mater
and think of things that used to be
I remember it so well
back when the weather was cool
we used to have so much fun
when we were walking to school
if we stopped off to hear
the latest songs they sing
and we just make it in
before the bells would ring
Oh Baby Doll!
when bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll
will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old Alma Mater
and think of things that used to be
When the teacher was gone
that's when we'd have a ball
we use to dance and play
all up and down the hall
we had a portable radio
we was ballin' the jack
We'd be all back in order
when the teacher got back
Oh Baby Doll!
when bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll
will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old Alma Mater
and think of things that used to be
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Promised Land
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia,
California on my mind.
Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh,
On across Caroline.
Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill,
And we never was a minute late.
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown,
Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.
We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle,
Half way 'cross Alabam,
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham.
Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket,
Ridin’ cross Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans.
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town.
There’s people there who care a little 'bout me
And they won't let the poor boy down.
Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit,
Put luggage in my hands,
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land.
Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State;
The pilot told me in thirteen minutes
We'd be headin' in the terminal gate.
Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone;
Cut your engines, cool your wings,
And let me make it to the telephone.
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line.
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Richelieu
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Gatineau
Dec 2001
time: 00:22
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Kenny Wayne Shepperd - Blue on Black
Night
falls
I'm alone
Skin
yeah, chilled me to the bone
You, turned and you ran,
oh yeah
Oh, slipped right from my hand
Hey
Blue on black,
tears on a river
Push or a shove,
it don't mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
its a dead man's touch.
Whisper or a scream,
doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
Oh Yeah
Blue on Black
Blind, oh,
now I see
truth, lies,
and in between.
Wrong,
can't be undone
Oh Slipped,
from the tip of your tongue
Hey
Blue on black,
tears on a river
Push or a shove,
it don't mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
its a dead man's touch.
Whisper or a scream,
doesn't change a thing
Doesn't bring you back
yeah
Blue on black
oh, blue on black.
Blue on black,
tears on a river
Push or a shove,
it don't mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
its a dead man's touch.
Whisper or a scream,
doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
oh yeah
Blue on Black
yeah
Blue on black,
tears on a river
Push or a shove,
it don't mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
its a dead man's touch.
Whisper or a scream,
doesn't change a thing
Doesn't bring you back
Blue on black
oh
blue on black
oh
blue on black
oh
blue on black
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:22
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How's it going, you ask ? 
Life in a Northern Town
Dream Academy
The Salvation Army band played.
And the children drank lemonade.
And the morning lasted all day, all day.
And through an open window came,
Like Sinatra in a younger day.
Pushing the town away...
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma....)
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma, hey-oh)
Life in a northern town
All of the work shut down
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma)
He sat on the stony ground.
And he took a cigarette out.
And everyone else came down to listen.
He said in Winter 1963
It felt like the world would freeze,
With John F. Kennedy and the Beatles.
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma....)
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma, hey-oh)
Life in a northern town
All of the work shut down
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma)
As the evening turned to rain
Watch the water run down the drain
As we followed him down to the station.
And though he never would wave goodbye
You could see it written in his eye,
As the train rolled out of sight, bye bye...
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma....)
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma, hey-oh)
Life in a northern town
All of the work shut down
(Hey-oh, ma-ma-ma)
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:22
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The Goons - The Tiddlywinks National Anthem
to the tune of Men of Harlech
Other nations are before us
With their Sputniks and explorers
What can confidence restore us?
Naught but Tiddlywinks!
On the fields of Eton
Former foes were beaten
But today all patriots play
This sport which needs such grit and concentration
Through this game of skill and power
England knows her finest hour
And her stronghold, shield and tower
Must be - Tiddlywiiiiiiiiiiiiinks!
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:22
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slow hand...awesome song!
My Plague by Slipknot
I'm in conniptions for the final act you came here for
The one derivative you manage is the one I abhor
I need a minute to elimanate for everyone the
Everyday bullshit things that you have done
Your impossible ego **** is like a
Megalomaniacal tab on my tongue
You ****ing touch me I will rip you apart
I'll reach in and take a bite out of that
**** you call a heart
I don't mind being ogled, ridiculed
Made to feel miniscule
If you consider the source, it's kinda pitiful
The only thing you really know about me is..
That's all you'll ever know
I know why you blame me
I know why you plague yourself
I'm turning it around like a knife in the shell
I wanna understand why, but I'm hurting myself
I haven't seen a lot of reasons to stop it
I can't just drop it
I'm just a bastard, but at least I admit it
At least I admit it
I know why you blame me
I know why you plague yourself
Kill you - **** you - I will never be you
Kill you - **** you - I will never be you
I can't ****ing take it anymore
A snap of the synapse
And now it's ****ing war
Kill you - **** you - I will never be you
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:22
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Ballad Of The Snow Leopard And The Tanqueray Cowboy
Comfort me, said she,
With your conversation,
With the cocktails
And the candlelight
In your eyes;
It's funny how we hunger
For some inspiration,
And everything else
that money just won't buy.
Men have lied,
Many good girls have gone astray,
Just to hear the gypsy play
one more lilting cowboy tune,
And as the rivers run dry,
And the mountains blow away,
They sing of lovers and how they lay,
Beneath this crazy frontier moon.
I ain't no golden boy,
I ain't no Grecian dancer,
And I ain't no loudmouthed cowboy
from the West,
I'm not the kind of man
with all the answers,
But I surely know the songs
that suit me best.
But lately I've had something on my mind,
It's growing stronger all the time,
Calling out when I'm alone,
But I'm a poet
And I'm bound to walk the line,
Between the real and the sublime,
And give the muses back their own.
It's a penny for your thoughts,
It's a dollar for your kisses,
Keep a running tab on the time,
'Cause what I've got the most of
Is what she misses,
The clock is hers,
The hourglass is mine.
But I'm her lover,
Not a man bent on revenge,
Hanging out here on the fringe,
Of my native borderlands.
Counting the days
the sun shone golden across her head,
Lying on the banks of the bayou's edge,
Kicking up some Southeast Texas sand.
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West Texas Highway
Now I was driving down
a West Texas highway,
I saw a hitchhiker
and his thumb was pointing my way,
He didn't look suspicious
and he didn't look any too clean.
I put on my brakes
and I opened my door,
I could tell he was a bum
by the muddy boots he wore;
He said, "I'm going down to Haskell,
Got a woman down in Abilene."
He said, "East Texas
is where I come from,
I was working a rodeo out there,
And it sure got humdrum.
So I'm just traveling around
A whole lot of Texas I've seen.
"I'm mighty glad
you were going my way,
In your brand new clothes there
And your great big Chevrolet,
I'm going down to Haskell,
Got a woman in Abilene."
Well, he was grinning like a possum
And a mighty happy rascal,
And he waved good-bye
When I let him out in Haskell;
And that's about the last
of that old road tramp
I ever did see.
But I'm still wishing
To this very day,
That he had my clothes
And my big Chevrolet,
And it was me going to Haskell,
With a woman down in Abilene.
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That's Right (you're Not From Texas)
You say you're not from Texas
Man as if I couldn't tell
You think you pull your boots on right
And wear your hat so well
So pardon me my laughter
'Cause I sure do understand
Even Moses got excited
When he saw the promised land
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
See I was born and raised in Texas
And it means so much to me
Though my girl comes from down in Georgia
We were up in Tennessee
And as we were driving down the highway
She asked me baby what's so great
How come you're always going on
About your Lone Star State
I said that's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
Oh the road it looked so lovely
As she stood there on the side
And she grew smaller in my mirror
As I watched her wave goodbye
Those boys from Carolina
They sure enough could sing
But when they came on down to Texas
We all showed them how to swing
Now David's on the radio
And old Champ's still on the guitar
And Uncle Walt he's home with Heidi
Hiding in her loving arms
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
They're OK in Oklahoma
Up in Arkansas they're fair
But those old folks in Missouri
They don't even know you're there
But at a dance hall down in Texas
That's the finest place to be
The women they all look beautiful
And the men will buy your beer for free
And they'll say that's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
So won't you let me help you Mister
Just pull your hat down the way I do
And buy your pants just a little longer
And next time somebody laughs at you
You just tell 'em you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
That's right you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:22
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Reflections of My Life
Marmalade
The changing of sunlight to moonlight
Reflections of my life, oh, how they fill my eyes
The greetings of people in trouble
Reflections of my life, oh, how they fill my mind
All my sorrows, sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
All my cryings (all my cryings), feel I'm dying, dying
Take me back to my own home (oh I'm going home)
I'm changing, arranging, I'm changing
I'm changing everything, ah, everything around me
The world is a bad place, a bad place
A terrible place to live, oh, but I don't wanna die
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Clear Skies
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:22
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Because we're all loved, and sometimes we need reminding of it...
Carole King - You Got A Friend
When you're down and troubled
and you need a helping hand
and nothing, whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
and soon I will be there
to brighten up even your darkest nights.
You just call out my name,
and you know whereever I am
I'll come running, oh yeah baby
to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
all you have to do is call
and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a friend.
If the sky above you
should turn dark and full of clouds
and that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
and soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall
all you got to do is call
and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well they'll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.
You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Oh babe, don't you know that,
Winter spring summer or fall,
Hey now, all you've got to do is call.
Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.
You've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
You've got a friend
The Rembrandts - I'll Be There For You
So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
Or even your year but...
I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...
You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast
So far... things are goin' great
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
Oh but she didn't tell you when the world has brought
You down to your knees that...
I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...
No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
Or even your year...
I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:22
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Castles Made Of Sand
Jimi Hendrix
Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace"
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside,
And all the neighbors start to gossip and drool
He cries "oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?"
Agianst the door he leans and starts a scene
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
And so castles made of sand,
Fall in the sea
Eventually
The little indian brave who before he was ten,
Played war games in the woods with his indian friends
And he built a dream that when he grew up
He would be a feirce warrior indian chief
Many moons past, and more the dream grew strong
Until tomorrow he would sing his first war song
And fight his battle, but something went wrong
Suprise attack, killed him in his sleep that night
And so castles made of sand,
Melts into the sea
Eventually
here was a young girl who's heart was a frown
'Cause she was crippled for life and she couldn't speak a sound
And she wished and prayed that she could stop livin'
So she decided to die
She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore
And to her legs she smiled "You won't hurt me no more"
And then a sight she seen made her jump and say
"Hey look a golden winged ship is passin' my way"
And it really didn't have to stop
It just kept on goin'
And so castles made of sand,
Slips into the sea
Eventually
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:22
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LINKS IN A FOOD CHAIN
~Author Unknown
There once was a flower that grew on the plain.
Where the sun helped it grow, and so did the rain--
Links in a food chain.
There once was a bug who nibbled on flowers,
Nibbled on flowers for hours and hours!
The bug ate the flower that grew on the plain,
Where the sun helped it grow, and so did the rain--
Links in a food chain.
There once was a bird who gobbled up bugs,
And creepies and crawlies, and slimies and slugs.
The bird ate the bug, who nibbled on flowers,
Nibbled on flowers for hours and hours!
The bug ate the flower that grew on the plain,
Where the sun helped it grow, and so did the rain--
Links in a food chain.
There once was a snake who often grabbed birds,
And swallowed them whole, or so I have heard.
The snake ate the bird, who gobbled up bugs,
And creepies and crawlies, and slimies and slugs.
The bird ate the bug, who nibbled on flowers,
Nibbled on flowers for hours and hours!
The bug ate the flower that grew on the plain,
Where the sun helped it grow, and so did the rain--
Links in a food chain.
There once was a fox, and I'll make a bet:
He'd eat anything he could possibly get.
The fox ate the snake, who often grabbed birds,
and swallowed the whole, or so I have heard.
The snake ate the bird, who gobbled up bugs,
And creepies and crawlies, and slimies and slugs.
The bird ate the bug, who nibbled on flowers,
Nibbled on flowers for hours and hours!
The bug ate the flower that grew on the plain,
Where the sun helped it grow, and so did the rain--
Links in a food chain.
The fox, he grew older and died one spring day,
But he made the soil rich, when he rotted away.
A new flower grew where he died on the plain.
And the sun helped it grow, and so did the rain--
LINKS IN A FOOD CHAIN.
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I'm a Conservative: Iggy Pop
I used to lead a quiet life
In fact it was a bare existence
I passed out on many floors
I don't do that any more
Hello my friends
Is everybody happy?
Hey look me over
lend me an ear
I'm a conservative
I like the small black marks on my hands
I'm a conservative
I like the crazy girls that I screw
Hey I know them all well
And when I run out of bread I laugh
All the way to the bank
Sometimes I pause for a drink
Conservatism ain't no easy job
I smile in the mornings
I live without a care
Nothing is denied me
And nothing ever hurts
I got bored so I'm making my millions
When you're conservative you get a better break
You're always on the right side
When you're conservative
You walk with pride
Pride is on your side
Pride pride pride
Is on our side
Oh boy
Pride is on our side
I like my beer
I like my bread
I love my girl
I love my head
I'm in the clear man
I'm in the dear
Because I'm a conservative
I'm a conservative
I really am
Oh yes I am
And it would mean so much to me
If you would only be like me
Yes it could mean so much to me
Hey look me over
lend me an ear
I'm a conservative
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:22
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Replica by Fear Factory
I am a duplication
Innocently
I was conceived
So violently
There was no love
There was no love for me
There was only hatred
I am rape
I am hate
I am rape
I am hate
Every day I feel anonymous hate
Forever in the shadow of disgrace
I am rape
I am hate
I am rape
I am hate
Filled with pain
A bruised and darkened soul
Spare me from the
Life that's full of misery
I don't want to live that way
I don't want to live that way
There is no love
Huh!
Every day I feel anonymous hate
Forever in the shadow of disgrace
I am rape
I am hate
I am rape
I am hate
Filled with pain
A bruised and darkened soul
Spare me from the
Life that's full of misery
I am so
Filled with pain
A bruised and darkened soul
Spare me from the
Life that's full of misery
I don't want to live that way
I don't want to live that way
I don't want to live that way
I don't want to live that way
I am so
Filled with pain
A bruised and darkened soul
Spare me from the
Life that's full of misery
Spare me from the
Life that's full of pain
Spare me from the
Life that's full of pain
I don't want to live that way
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:22
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Caught a Light SNeeze by Tori Amos
Caught a light sneeze
Caught a light breeze
Caught a lightweight lightning seed
Boys on my left side
Boys on my right side
Boys in the middle
And you're not here
I need a big loan from the girl zone
Building, tumbling down
Didn't know our love was so small
Couldn't stand at all
Mr. St. John, Just bring your son
The spire is hot and my cells can't feed
And you still got that Belle
Dragging your foots
I'm hiding it well Sister Ernestine
But I still got that Belle dragging my foots
Right on time
You get closer and closer
Called my name but there's no way in use that fame
Rent your wife and kids today, maybe she will
Maybe she will
Caught a light sneeze
Dreamed a little dream
Made my own pretty hate machine
Boys on my left side
Boys on my right side
Boys in the middle and you're not here
Boys in their dresses and you're not here
I need a big loan from the girl zone
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