1. |
Bukkake Girl
03:09
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If I were to write you a letter
It would just be full of rage
So instead I write this song for you
While trapped inside my stucco cage
I wish it was a different story
A nuclear family conspiracy
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
If I were to write you a letter
Would you still remember me
I'd do anything to turn back time
And be more than a memory
I wish it was a different story
A nuclear family catastrophe
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
I'm still in love with my bukkake girl
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2. |
Then Came That Day
03:37
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She understands me like no other can
She is something to see
My baby baby baby treats me right
For eternity
Then came that day
When you went away
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
You do your movies you look so fine
Daddy's always on your mind
You think you got what it takes
But watch the years go by and it's all fake
Then came that day
When you went away
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Then came that day
When you went away
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Now it's all alone at night
Ain't no way to make it right
The answer still eludes me
I got some illin' so I must not be so discreet
Then came that day
When you went away
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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3. |
Afficionado
02:58
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Time for another, time for another to feed my lover (mother mother)
Another mother, a monster mother to provide the cover (mother mother)
Absent before, Absent before in the time that wasn't great (mother mother)
Magnetic call, magnetic call will seal your fate (mother mother)
ooooooooo
I wish I had the chance to do it over
but it would probably be just the same again
Crack baby's calling, crack baby's calling don't go (crack baby crack baby)
Crack baby's calling she ain't good for the show (crack baby crack baby)
Crack baby, crack baby rack baby she's gonna lead you astray (crack baby crack baby)
Crack baby makes afficionado go away (crack baby crack baby)
ooooooooo
I wish I had the chance to do it over
but it would probably be just the same again
North Carolina sociopath comes to town (NC psycho NC Psycho)
She's gonna make you, she's gonna make you in to a clown (NC psycho NC Psycho)
Not in the White House, Not in the White house your belief is sad (NC psycho NC Psycho)
Just a shitty substitution for your dad (NC psycho NC Psycho)
ooooooooo
I wish I had the chance to do it over
but it would probably be just the same again
Roman empire is coming to let you down (brother brother brother brother)
Abandoned before, abandoned before when he made you frown (brother brother brother brother)
Big brother, big brother, big brother he won't rescue you (brother brother brother brother)
Only leading you back to the place of your doom (brother brother brother brother)
ooooooooo
I wish I had the chance to do it over
but it would probably be just the same again
ooooooooo
I wish I had the chance to do it over
but it would probably be just the same again
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4. |
Why Can't You See?
04:04
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I scream in my pillow when I lay awake at night
Nobody else hears a sound but my brain keeps spinning round and round
I know the answers but I know that I can't make it right
The mystery of how to make it real is my fight
And when my native angel flies
All my humanity dies
And then I rant and rave
And tear at my flesh and scream
Why can't you see what is supposed to be?
Why can't you see what you are doing to me?
Why can't you see what is supposed to be?
Why can't you see?
The teacher says it's meaningless (absurd)
The only thing that matters to a man is the word
There's plenty of fish given to me but my angel is all that I see
In the end I won't be fed so why bother to check my head
And when my native angel flies
All my humanity dies
And then I rant and rave
And tear at my flesh and scream
Why can't you see what is supposed to be?
Why can't you see what you are doing to me?
Why can't you see what is supposed to be?
Why can't you see?
The teacher says it's meaningless (absurd)
The only thing that matters to a man is the word
There's plenty of fish given to me but my angel is all that I see
In the end I won't be fed so why bother to check my head
And when my native angel flies
All my humanity dies
And then I rant and rave
And tear at my flesh and scream
Why can't you see what is supposed to be?
Why can't you see what you are doing to me?
Why can't you see what is supposed to be?
Why can't you see?
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5. |
Moustache
03:20
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Gonna go downtown and see my boys
Gonna be all that I can be
Maybe gonna create some trouble
Maybe gonna turn this town to rubble
Oh oh oh
The power of the moustache
Musellini, Hitler, Stalin, Hirohito
Changed the face of the world we know today
What brought them into power
Not quite sure anyone can say
Oh oh oh
The power of the moustache
All the ladies and gents love my fuzzy lip
Cause what I got makes me uber hip
Was I the first to wear those skinny jeans?
Sometimes that's how it seems
Oh oh oh
The power of the moustache
Silence is a powerful weapon
Don't know what they think I'm gonna be
Wait five years and see what happens
I'll fulfill my destiny
Oh oh oh
The power of the moustache
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6. |
Pasty Baby
02:07
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My Pasty Baby she's so right
I'm wanna love her every night
And she's glad
But she's sad
She's got a whole lotta attitude that no one can handle but me
My Pasty Baby she's so fine
I can't be without her any time
And she's sad
But she's mad
She's got a whole lotta attitude that no one can handle but me
My Pasty Baby every night
She just wants to fight fight fight
Cause she's mad
Mad at her dad
She's got a whole lotta attitude that no one can handle but me
My Pasty Baby she's not mine
But I still wanna touch her all the time
But I can't
So I rant
She's got a whole lotta attitude that no one can handle but me
She's got a whole lotta attitude that no one can handle but me
She's got a whole lotta attitude that no one can handle but me
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When I see her in her cage
All in control, all the rage
And all that I can think of is to have her follow me
Then I hooked her on a scrabble night
Tools of the bastard, my morals weren't right
Wrong on so many levels but I knew it was right
Upon the door to eternity
And then I stepped inside
But when I felt the quivering I just wanted to run and hide
But something kept me coming back
Time and time and again
The taste of the forbidden fruit that summoned from within
When I see her stand there
I can't help thinking about the time we shared together
When I see her stand there
She's not a perfect fourth or a perfect fifth she's a perfect ten
Now I see her stand there
Only this time it's not with me
I have a ball peen hammer
Because if I can't have her nobody can
Put me in debt for twenty years
Crushed my dreams, left me in tears
A shell of the man I used to be
I’m still in love with the brand new girl
I always see the other boys stare
She’ll always be my brand new girl just now from a world that I no longer share
It’s clear to me that she’s not coming back
now what is my plan of attack
Perhaps the third strike is my destiny
Parked down the street I wait at night
my mind tells me I got to make it right
don’t think I can just fade away when I still got things to say
When I see her stand there
I can't help thinking about the time we shared together
When I see her stand there
She's not a perfect fourth or a perfect fifth she's a perfect ten
Now I see her stand there
Only this time it's not with me
I have a ball peen hammer
Because if I can't have her nobody can
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8. |
P.O.W.I.T.T.
00:23
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P.O.W.I.T.T
P.O.W.I.T.T
P.O.W.I.T.T
Plenty of water in the toilet
P.O.W.I.T.T
P.O.W.I.T.T
P.O.W.I.T.T
Plenty of water in the toilet
P.O.W.I.T.T
P.O.W.I.T.T
P.O.W.I.T.T
Plenty of water in the toilet
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9. |
Raw Vanilla
01:50
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She’s so good, she’s so fine
I’ve got illin’ on my mind
Vanilla, Raw Vanilla
She’s a whore, she’s a skank
Don’t you know that pussy stank
Vanilla, Raw Vanilla
Who ate all that government cheese?
Who ate all that government cheese?
Who ate all that government cheese?
Who ate all that government cheese?
Who ate all that government cheese?
Who ate all that government cheese?
Who ate all that government cheese?
Who ate all that government cheese?
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10. |
Quit
08:35
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Spaceman sailed across the sky, told us lies and then he died
Cowboy came to save the day; keep consumer culture is all he would say
A father and son with a dividing hick, popping bubbles killing people keeping us sick
Nairobi prince, a messiah for sure, kept the killing going and divided some more
Quit, It won’t, quit
Quit, It won’t, quit
Human condition takes it’s toll, Aristotle used to say
Everything was finalized by day six, so man could have his way
Billy boy gave us an acid trip, one midsummers night
War is over if you want, impossible said Mr. Kant
Quit, It won’t, quit
Quit, It won’t, quit
Out on the street and completely
out of your brains
Smoking on the dust of
your mortal remains
Is the sea half full said
Poseidon to Neptune
Or is it empty
as the half a moon
But I'll take it all, it's a feeling that I love
Like a hand in a cashmere glove
I wouldn't mistake this feeling
between the two of us as warm
You can't predict the bee
that's in the swarm
And if you look hard enough you can
convince yourself that you’re free
But looking never was enough for me
Riding that train
it's a feeling that I love
Like a hand in a cashmere glove
No need to ask
It's a feeling that I love
Like a hand in a cashmere glove
Ahhh ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh ahhh
Where are you now
Buried for good in your mask
Taking hits off a protein flask
But I'll give it all, it's a feeling that I love
Like a hand in a cashmere glove
The human condition takes it’s toll, Aristotle used to say
Everything was finalized by day six, so man could have his way
Billy boy gave us an acid trip, one midsummers night
War is over if you want, impossible said Mr. Kant
Quit, It won’t, quit
Quit, It won’t, quit
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11. |
Special Place
07:04
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We met one November Day, inappropriate but you made it ok
We started traveling through the time, and then you let me make you mine
Three seasons later we were together, I said my baby babe, be forever
You said ok, and I thought you would stay
The greatest day at the Eagle Rock, I thought our destiny was a lock
Eternity together was the way it was supposed to be
We stepped out to the end of time, acted natural it was out of line
The transfer of the blame started to shift to mine
I’m gonna take you to a special place, and make it hard for you to breathe
In the chamber of isolation, where no one will hear you scream
I’ll make you take on the pipe of life, and show you the patriarchy
Escape is impossible from your head; accomplishment is what you’ll dread
You destroyed me, that’s not ok, I gotta find a way to make you pay
ALS ate you to the bone, but I gotta solve this on me own
The seed was lost and I started to fade, in twenty oh eight decision was made
My mental faculties started to degrade
You caused my death a thousand times, the destruction of a fragile mind
Scarring psyche till a distant time, due to a narcissistic tendency
You took your problems out on me, can’t blame it all on the U.S. Army
A trail of whiskey chaos is your legacy
You took me to a special place, and made it hard for me to breathe
In the chamber of isolation, where no one could hear me scream
You made me take on the pipe of life, and showed me the patriarchy
Escape is impossible from my head; accomplishment is what I dread
Now we’re both trapped in the special place, and you made it hard for us to breathe
In the chamber of isolation, where no one could hear us scream
You made us take on the pipe of life, and showed us the patriarchy
Escape is impossible from our head; accomplishment is what we’ll dread
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12. |
Kiss The Ring
02:02
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He’s a big boy, a farm boy, a strapping young lad
He likes to play with matches
And I want to suck his cock
She’s a leather dominatrix she carries a whip
She protests at the movies
And I want to suck his cock
I took a shit on her neck my cock reached to her hands
I think she said she's black
And I want to suck his cock
She has long blonde hair and is an alt right troll
I can't believe a word she says
And I want to suck his cock
And I want to suck his cock
And I want to suck his cock
And I want to suck his cock
And I want to suck his cock
He's a network news anchor with his hair combed just right
I think he sang in a punk rock band
And I want to suck his cock
She's a city councilwoman with an eating disorder
She pretends that she's down with the gays
And I want to suck his cock
He had a PhD in fagology
And he was a leering and sneering
And I want to suck his cock
She has a coexist sticker on the bumper of her Prius
She drives to fast she cut me off
And I want to suck his cock
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Republicans and Democrats
Roe versus Wade
Reality TV, more food for me
A middle-aged carpenter
The oligarch’s puppet show
Consuming the corporate lie
Who we’re afraid of today
Getting a piece of the pie
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
Indecision, non-precision
The next bag of weed
Sportsball
What’s good for me
Climbing the corporate ladder
What to buy at the mall
Dominating societal needs
Pictures of cats
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
What everybody cares about
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John Poddy and the Secret Robots Long Beach, California
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