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 Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:10 am
Behind My Eyelids
As lashes close
I see my woes
Spread out like a carpet of bugs
In absence of light
Pass visions of night
And shallow graves left halfway dug
Behind my eyelids
Is a world you cannot see
A place that's just for me
Behind my eyelids
You watch a tear
It trickles clear
And glistens on my skin
My liquid pain
Oh, would profane
Please baby, let me in.
Repeat chorus
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:12 am
 Freakin' Friends
When the aliens come
When the death rays hum
When the bombers bomb
We'll still be freakin' friends
When the whip comes down
When they nuke the town
When dead clowns can't clown
We'll still be freakin' friends
Freakin' friends,
Freakin' friends,
Till we come to bad ends,
We're freakin' friends.
Freakin' friends,
Freakin' friends,
Till we come to bad ends,
We're freakin' friends.
When the skeeter bites
Lightning hits our kites
When we miss our flights
We'll still be freakin' friends
When my number's called
When my garden's walled
When my tires are bald
We'll still be freakin' friends
Freakin' friends,
Freakin' friends,
Till we come to bad ends,
We're freakin' friends.
Freakin' friends,
Freakin' friends,
Till we come to bad ends,
We're freakin' friends.
I was halfway down the plank
Had a stick against my flank
Then you pulled up in the Tank
Rock on...
(Guitar solo)
When we're parched with drought
And we can't catch trout
When my voice gives out (cough)
We'll still be freakin' friends
When the razor cuts
When they torch the huts
When I hate your guts
We'll still be freakin' friends
Freakin' friends,
Freakin' friends,
Till we come to bad ends,
We're freakin' friends.
Freakin' friends,
Freakin' friends,
Till we come to bad ends,
We're freakin' friends.
(Fade)
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:13 am
Who Shot the Hippies
Who shot the hippies?
Who locked them in a zoo?
Who gagged the beatniks?
Who filled their mouths with glue?
Who crushed the bohos?
Who turned their work to poo?
Hey, Mr. Normal, it was you!
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:14 am
Betrayal
Betrayal, yeah, stab in the back.
Betrayal, yeah, I'm stretched out on the rack
Betrayal, yeah, thrown out of the pack.
Betrayal, betrayal, yeah, betrayal, betrayal.
Betrayal, yeah, you ruined my life
Betrayal, yeah, you're twisting the knife.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:15 am
Little Sister
Little sister, little sister,
You came into my life like a twister,
What can I get you that you haven't taken?
What can I get you that hasn't been killed by corruption and greed?
What can I get you that isn't tie-dyed, or just like what you already have, or plastic, or not alive, or so sad?
Does anybody know?
Does anybody know why we're here?
Does anybody know?
Does anybody know why we're here?
Does anybody know?
Does anybody know why we're here?
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:16 am
Ow, My Face
I'm glad that you're happy
Watching my pain
Burning crop circles
On my soul's waves of grain.
We had no love scene
But you've cut to the chase
You're chomping off my nose
To spite my face.
Ow, my nose
Ow, my face
Ow, my nose
Ow, my face
Oooow...
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:17 am
Happy Herb Jingle
If you don't have a car
or your present car sucks,
go to Happy Herb
with a few thousand bucks.
Then you can drive here,
you can drive there,
drive where you want,
Happy Herb don't care.
It won't make you better
or smarter, that's true,
but you can drive around
when there's nothing else to do.
So go buy a car,
buy a damn car,
hit the road to nowhere
in your Happy Herb car.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:18 am
Poser
Your cookies are lame
Your chips are the same
You get no respect cause
You're not what you claim
Poser Exposed
Hoser dehosed
I should step on your toes
You're deposed
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:19 am
Psychic Refugee
The walls
Are closing in
But the ice
Is getting thin
No place
To be alone
My house
Is not a home
Psychic refugee
Psychic refugee
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:20 am
From the Futon
There's no place to hide things
Under the bed
And nowhere to hide from what's true
Down here by the floor
My soul calls out "More!"
But knows that its cry won't get through
From the futon
From the futon
Everthing, always so low
From the futon
From the futon
I'm in limbo - how low can I go?
I don't have a headboard
Or boxspring of wire
My spirit's hit low altitude
The mattress is thin
It's itching my skin
And that isn't helping my mood
From the futon
From the futon
Everthing, always so low
From the futon
From the futon
I'm in limbo - how low can I go?
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:21 am
Strike You Out
You call this compensation?
You keep your long vacation.
You're forcing us to salary arbitration.
Mama said strike you out, yeah!
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:21 am
Every Dog has his Day
You put me on a short leash,
And threw away my hydrant.
You ate up all my kibble,
Now my coat's no longer vibrant.
My nose is dry and chapped,
But this puppy's here to stay.
Scratch my belly, baby,
Every dog has his day.
(Howling and barking)
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:34 am
Icebox Woman
You're an angel in black
You sure have a knack
For putting my heart on a shelf in the back
I'm waiting my turn
Oh, when will I learn?
My poor heart, you're giving it freezer burn.
Yeah...
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:52 am
Moth Gonna Fly
You've hijacked my brain.
Moth to a flame.
If you don't release me,
I'll go just the same.
Moth gonna fly,
Moth gonna fly,
Moth gonna fly from your love
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 12:19 pm
I love Mystik Spiral, I love the part where Trent is singing Betrayal and Daria's like O_o (well she would if she emoted better). Also the car jingle is so hilarious! I wish they had them on sound files (but I've got the episodes downloaded so I can revisit them)
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