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Deliriously Happy
03:53
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You say that you’re deliriously happy,
Well, I’m so pleased for you;
While the rest of us are feeling crappy,
You just leave us there to stew;
Blissfully unaware of the destruction all around,
Shacked up in the lovey dovey world that you have found.
You’re so deliriously happy,
If you're so deliriously happy,
Then I’m so deliriously happy for you.
You say that you're deliriously happy,
So thoughtful of you to share;
Close the door, make it snappy,
And get the hell out of my hair;
Exposing my weakness for your freakness is your forte,
Drop a bomb in my heart and then once more you go away.
You’re so deliriously happy,
If you're so deliriously happy,
Then I’m so deliriously happy for you.
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2. |
Boom Dipper Stick
01:58
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One working oscillator,
Boom dipper stick,
One piston out of eight
and that's not the half of it.
One pump to fracture,
Boom dipper stick,
One to isolate you,
Right in the thick of it.
Would you like to go outside in the cold, looking in?
would you like to be OK? Just press start to begin...
One working oscillator,
Boom dipper stick,
One piston out of eight
and that's not the half of it.
One pump to fracture,
Boom dipper stick,
One to isolate you,
Right in the thick of it.
Doomer in what's left of the wood,
Up the mountain you never should,
Remove those layers one by one,
For an ounce of gold, look at the sun.
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3. |
I Want You
02:32
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I want you,
Yes I do,
You’re so cool,
So turn my screw.
'cause it’s the loneliness of the long pissed off strummer now,
I need you can you give me your number now?
Life’s too short, we’re not getting any younger,
So, let's get set could I be any blunter?
But I can’t say,
If I’ll stay,
So come and play,
And make my day.
I feel excited, delighted, inspired and amused,
You’re insightful, delightful, not boring or rude;
I’m hungry and thirsty to soak up your news,
So please let me join you and make me your muse.
I want you,
Yes I do,
You’re so cool,
So turn my screw.
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4. |
Muscle Soul
04:19
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Yeah, I'm gonna yank your chain,
Make my baby-finger-twitch,
Soothe "our lady" satin disdain,
Ooooh, my finger's got an itch!
Muscle soul,
Muscle soul,
Muscle,
Soul.
Hey, I let you down for a while,
But I'll put you right back on top of the pile,
What you imagine is greater than luck,
As for ideas well...I've been rather stuck.
Muscle soul,
Muscle soul,
Muscle,
Soul.
Baby, can I have another scoop on top?
About ten times a day and I relish every drop,
If you remember bookmark this page,
I'll pay the bridal escort a living sinner's wage,
Yes I will.
Muscle soul.
Baby, get your lazy ass out of bed,
Get those teenage playmates out of your head,
Rival the film stars going on three days,
I'd take my boots off for a part that pays,
Yes I will.
Muscle soul,
Muscle soul,
Muscle,
Soul.
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There's a riot going on inside my damaged head,
'Cause I know you've never listened to a word I've said;
And you think that you're a rebel in your brand new shoes,
But tomorrow will come and you'll be yesterday's news.
Ba-ba-build 'em up,
Na-na-knock 'em down.
The brown noses pose around the scene all night,
All the bandwagon humping, what a sorry sight;
With their impotent plasticity for all to admire,
Got to suck 'em dry before their passes expire.
Ba-ba-build 'em up,
Na-na-knock 'em down.
You're taking all the right drugs,
I think we can make you a star!
Ba-ba-build 'em up,
Na-na-knock 'em down.
Knock 'em down!
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6. |
Eye Candy
03:01
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Staring so intently as you try to catch my eye,
I can tell by your demeanour that you might just make me cry;
Pacing up and down the way, pretending you don’t care,
But I've met your type before and think it’s quite unfair.
'cause I’ve been there before,
So many times before,
Too clever for those tricks again,
I think I know the score.
Watching me a-watching you to satisfy your ego,
You’re trying to turn my head when you know that you don’t need to;
There’s no point in teasing in the hope to make me randy,
'cause I'm sorry dear you’re only my eye candy.
'cause I’ve been there before,
So many times before,
Too clever for those tricks again,
I think I know the score.
Maybe we could go out after work,
And we could have some fun;
But after all is said and done my love,
You're not the only one.
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7. |
I'm Insane
03:30
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You made a damn kinda fool out of me,
And as far as I can possibly see,
You’re a cold hearted son of a bitch,
And it’s time that I got out of this shit
It’s kinda clear after all of these years,
That you don’t want me and it’s brought me to tears,
But I’m much stronger than you currently think,
And I swear I’m gonna kick up a stink.
'cause I’m insane, I’m insane,
You’ve caused me so much pain, yeah,
I’m insane, I'm insane.
Don’t try to get into my good books,
'cause I could seriously kick up a fuss,
And get completely out of my tree,
But at least I’d finally be free.
It’s kinda clear after all of these years,
That you don’t want me and it’s brought me to tears,
But I’m much stronger than you currently think,
And I swear I’m gonna kick up a stink.
'cause I’m insane, I’m insane,
You’ve caused me so much pain, yeah,
I’m insane, I'm insane.
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8. |
Nu Shuez
03:26
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Pardon my influenced state, I'm a remarkably bad seed,
Step into my tent from where all memory recedes;
I've been doin' a lotta walkin' lately and I'll tell you what I need;
I need a new pair o' new shoes.
Hammered again, a swing and a miss,
How does television know all this?
Through the doors of perception, a landscape too far;
Mister false economy, he ain't walkin' like you are.
I need a new pair o' shoes.
cuz my feet, they hurt, from walkin' on you.
You're a fantastic janitor, will you clean my room?
With your hippy broomstick and your silver spoon;
I've seen you in the moonlight, walkin' on down the track,
and I'd follow you there but there's one thing I lack.
I need a new pair of shoes,
cuz my feet, they hurt, from walkin' on you.
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So much style and a wanderlust,
We quit the real world 'cause dreaming's what made us,
Your dulcet tones, your flesh and bones,
a poetic turn of phrase,
I'm your toy, you've got me in a daze.
Drinking ruby red, laying on my bed,
Switch off the TV and do someone better instead,
Let's go to that place and I'll give you a taste,
Of what's going on inside my head,
Come and walk where angels fear to tread.
We have had the best of times in my mind.
She told me that my mind is a palace,
I said 'why don't you come on in?
Because the brain police aren't welcome here,
In my gilded palace of sin,
So, come and let's get soaked in gin'.
We have had the best of times in my mind.
Everywhere I look I can see her smiling,
in the corner of my mind's eye,
I love her nightly, she owns my psyche,
And we still live in a dream,
Well I guess it's all part of the scheme.
Drinking ruby red, laying on my bed,
Switch off the TV and do someone better instead,
Let's go to that place and I'll give you a taste,
Of what's going on inside my head,
Come and walk where angels fear to tread.
We have had the best of times in my mind.
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I went to the station to pick up the train,
But I can't quite put my finger on it;
I turned all my pockets inside out,
And I let the pigeons have it.
I'm waiting for the last shoe to drop,
Standing on the chair...
I smashed the window to get out of the box,
I was having second sight;
I didn't think twice, I was divine,
And you know I was right.
But I'm waiting for the last shoe to drop,
Standing here,
Waiting for the last shoe to drop,
Standing on the chair.
I got a brown banana from a department store,
I was shopping for hats;
It's cold in the forest, it's cold in the swamp,
And it's so damn cold in the parking lot.
I'm waiting for the last next shoe to drop,
Standing here,
Waiting for the last shoe to drop,
Swinging,
Swinging in the air...
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11. |
Somebody Else
02:03
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You know that feeling,
Once so appealing,
Well now I'm kneeling for somebody else.
You know those pauses,
And those stupid voices,
Well now my choice is somebody else.
I thought I'd better tell you,
Why I've been acting strange;
I guess I just got bored of you,
And want some good times for a change.
You know that feeling,
That we were dealing,
Well now I'm bleeding for somebody else.
I thought I'd better tell you,
Why I've been acting strange;
I guess I just got bored of you,
And want some good times for a change.
You know that feeling,
Once so appealing,
Well now I'm needing somebody else.
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12. |
Man In Black
02:27
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The man in black, he shimmies as he shoots across the stage,
Look at his face and you would swear he was insane;
A thousand yard stare, wood in hand,
Singing the blues with his trusty band,
A national treasure's on the loose again.
Man in black,
Man in black
Watch him going on the attack,
Man in black,
How many have fallen into his trap?
Darting around the country, rain or snow or hail,
But when he was a young man he did the hippy trail;
Kissing 'rene goodnight,
He will see her in his dreams;
When he talks of her it's always with a smile.
Man in black,
Man in black
Watch him going on the attack,
Man in black,
How many have fallen into his trap?
But when he’s at home he loves to watch the stars
Astronomy and poetry, Oil City arts;
Quoting lines from Shakespeare, remembering old times,
He's forever young 'cause age don’t touch the sides.
Man in black,
Man in black
Watch him going on the attack,
Man in black,
I have fallen into his trap.
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13. |
Celestial Plain
02:38
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Riding a celestial plain,
Better than I can explain,
Better than I sing,
Better than I spin or what I'm spinning in;
Me, I'm riding a celestial plain,
Better than forests of hollering ,
Dripping with my blood,
Dripping when you're done with me.
Never told, never gain,
Never should ride for pain,
Insult Peter Pan,
Never shout, you live again;
Never God, never man,
Never seen the crystal plan,
Cracked by code, you're fucked alone,
You're fucked alone, you're fucked alone.
Riding a celestial plain,
It's better if you move,
It's better if you're in the mood,
It's my time in the know,
It's my time to just let go.
Riding a celestial plain,
Better than a coat of light,
Baby on a wistful night,
Better than my skin
Better than what I know I'm in;
Riding a celestial plain,
Better than the power of words,
Slashing like a million swords,
Dripping with my blood,
Dripping when you're done with me.
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14. |
To The Rescue
02:12
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It’s me to the rescue again,
It’s me who will answer the emergency call;
It’s me to the rescue again,
Please watch your footing and try not to fall.
I'm performing, I'm exploring,
What is life? I'm not conforming;
I'm creative, inundated,
With ideas that just get slated every time.
It’s me to the rescue again,
It’s me once again being played for a fool;
It’s me to the rescue again,
It’s me who is trying to not lose their cool.
You're well-meaning, it's appealing,
I'm confused at why you're leaving;
Go on say it, it's accepted,
It's your life so why not live it every time.
It’s me to the rescue again,
It’s me who will answer the emergency call;
It’s me to the rescue again,
Please watch your footing and try not to fall.
It’s me to the rescue again,
It’s me once again being played for a fool;
It’s me to the rescue again,
It’s me who is trying to not lose their cool;
Every time.
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15. |
You Won't Catch Me
03:19
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You’re gonna miss a good thing when I’m gone,
You’re gonna miss a good thing when I’m gone,
I get so tired of being in the wrong,
You’re gonna miss a good thing when I’m gone.
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me,
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me.
Ain’t gonna have a broken heart when I fly,
Ain’t gonna have a broken heart when I fly,
I won’t have to say another goodbye,
Ain’t gonna have a broken heart when I fly.
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me,
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me.
You’re gonna miss a sweet thing when I’m dead,
You’re gonna miss a sweet thing when I’m dead,
I won’t be there to see the tears you shed,
You’re gonna miss a sweet thing when I’m dead.
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me,
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me.
Ain’t gonna have a heavy heart when I’m free,
Ain’t gonna have a heavy heart when I’m free,
None of you people are gonna bother me,
Ain’t gonna have a heavy heart when I’m free.
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me,
You can try anything but I promise you won’t catch me.
I promise you won’t catch me..
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