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Long Hard Road Out Of Hell
I want to fly into your sun
Need faith to make me numb
Live like a teenage christ
I'm a saint, got a date with suicide
Oh mary, mary
To be this young is oh so scary
mary, mary
To be this young im oh so scared
I wanna live, i wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, i wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
Spin my way out of hell, there's nothing left this soul to sell
Live fast and die you too
How many times to do this for you?
How many times to do this for you?
mary, mary
To be this young im oh so scared
I wanna live, i wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, i wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
I wanna live, i wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
Long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, i wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
Sell my soul for anything, anything but you
Sell my soul for anything, anything but you
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Apple Of Sodom
I found the center of fruit is late,
It is the center of truth today,
Cut the apple in two,
Oh, i pray it isn't true,
I found the center of fruit is late,
Is the center of truth today,
I cut the apple in two,
Oh, i pray it isn't true,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I drained my heart and burn my soul,
I trained the core to stop my growth,
I pray to die in space,
To cover me in snow,
To cover me in snow,
Cover me in snow,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
Cover me in snow,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, i hope you're dying too,
Take this from me, (hate me, hate me,)
Take this from me, (hate me, hate me,)
1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,
1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,
1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,
1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat, [repeat till fade]
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Down In The Park
Down in the park
Where the machmen meet the machines
And play `kill-by-numbers'
Down in the park with a friend called `five'
I was in a car crash
Or was it the war
But i've never been quite the same
Little white lies like "i was there"
Come to "zom-zom's" a place to eat
Like it was built in one day
You can watch the humans
Trying to run
Oh look there's a rape machine
I'd go outside if he'd look the other way
You wouldn't believe
The things they do
(CHORUS)
"We are not lovers
We are not romantics
We are here to serve you"
A different face but the words never change
Down in the park
Where the chant is "death, death"
Until the sun cries morning
Down in the park with friends of mine
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The Suck For Your Solution
Your mouth is like a suicide
Talkin like you never died
Automatic charisma
For your chemical mind
I'll suffer for you
I'll suffer for you
You're kissing me like benzocaine with your sleeping pill eyes
Melting me down and suck suck sucking my brain
I'm gonna hate you tomorrow
Because you make me hate you today
I'm gonna hate you tomorrow
Because you make me hate you today
I can be the one that you believe in
I can be the liar in your bed
I'll be the suck for your solution
Tell me that your sex isn't dead
Dead
Your sex is dead
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you since the day i was made
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you since the day i was made
I am the center of your hate
I'm gonna be you tomorrow
Because you make me hate you today
I can be the one that you believe in
I can be the liar in your bed
I'll be the suck for your solution
Tell me that your sex isn't dead
Dead
your sex is dead
All so tired
Desexed and jaded
Hopeless and souless and bored of the thrill
We make our death/sex/symbol
When we can't fuck then we kill
Dead
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you since the day i was made
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you
I've suffered for you since the day i was made
(chorus)
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White Knuckles
Smack dab flat on my back
The solid ground begins to crack
I pulled her down and down and down
I lost my breath i thought i'd drown
(Chorus: Fistfuls of you, fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
White knuckles. White knuckles)
Her leg, my hand, a smoldering brand
Sticking to her wet body like sand
Her place, distaste, we fell from grace
Red smears across her face
(Repeat Chorus Twice)
To topRed In My Head
Smiling faces on the wall
I took a walk down the hall
I banged my fist against the door
I tossed a quarter to the whore
Camera flashes in my eyes
I spread the news she spreads her thighs
Red red in my head
Red red in my head
I grabbed her knuckles and i yanked them all
I bent her in half like a barbie doll
Love hate viscerate
Take this flesh and meditate
I sat there with her
We sat there 2
She said to me
What should we do
I know some tricks
And i'll show them to you
Your mother won't mind at all if i do
To you
The poor little girl
The poor little girl
The poor little girl didn't know what to say
For her mother was out of the house today
Today
Today
Red red in my head
Red red in my head
Red red they call me red
Red in the bed
The girl
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Meat For A Queen
Fornicators in wooden silence
Throw grubsteaks on the offering plate
Supplication, congregation
Count the creases in your face
Prophet preaches hypocrisy
Disemboweling heresy
Falsities, falsities
Falsified factualities
The sky was purple and my eyes were red
I fell from the firmament upon my head
Was it something, something, something i said?
One day people gonna make me dead
Caught in this dream
Can't hear me scream
It's another variation on my theme
I'm omnipotent fiend
Meat for a queen
My hair runs black and my eyes go green
You don't need your worthless mortal body
Belief is just a pitiful noose
Your god is cerebral masturbation
And satan is your sorry excuse
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She's Not My Girlfriend
Her heart is in my hand
It shivers like a toad
She tries to understand the
Tiny lump that's down inside her throat
It goes
Suck suck
Her face is inside out
An open book report
I read what she's about
And she's filled with words that hurt
It goes
Suck suck
Her head is in my lap
It twists and coughs and sings
Her hair is in my grasp
It hangs and swings like swollen strings
She just
Suck suck
Sometimes i want her in
Sometimes i want her out
My perception of sin
Is filled with pain and fear and doubt
She is not my girlfriend
I'm not who you think i am
Her clothes are on the ground
Acrumpled rainbow mass
She's scattered all around
And she's scattered now like broken glass
It goes
Suck suck
Sometimes i want her in
Sometimes i want her out
My perception of sin
Is filled with pain and fear and doubt
She is not my girlfriend
I'm not who you think i am
To topDevil In My Lunchbox
Sometimes i'll just bring maybe an action figure or two
You know
Other times, i'll bring my garlic spread
You know, the garlic spread
The garlic spread's important
And then you just walk around,
And the people always come up
And they're always sayin',
"Whaddya got in yer lunchbox?"
"For the most part, it's usually my lunch,
You goddamn cunt"
I get so mad
But you know
Yeah, that
Sometimes i'll just
I just
SCREEEEEAM!
"Hit it!"
There's a devil in my lunchbox!
There's a devil in my lunchbox!
He's right over there
Next to the peanut butter and jelly sandwich
And the banana
That's right
There is a devil in my lunchbox
There is a devil in my lunchbox
He's just hangin' out
By the peanut butter and jelly sandwich
And the banana
That sometimes you gotta bruise
Like one of them strippers at the Peach Tree Lounge
That's on Power Line Road,
Right next to the pound,
By the 7-11
Devil in my lunchbox!
There's a devil in my lunchbox!
He's just hangin' out
By the peanut butter and jelly sandwich
There is a devil
There is a devil
There is a devil in my lunchbox!
There is a devil in my lunchbox!
Devil, devil, devil in my lunchbox
(Repeat Several Times)
There's a devil in my lunchbox!
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Number 9
Is all i think
He looks at the earring
"Fag," he mumbles
I don't mind
He's fat
No one likes him
Life's too short
I pass a table of black girls
With short hair
They look like men
They all look the same
I can hear the strobe now,
It's loud
And the music's too bright
I look for my friends,
But i can't remember if i came alone
Or not
Doesn't matter though
There's hundreds of people
Who have waited all their lives,
No doubt,
To be my friend
And as i near the bar
I see two persons
Eating each other's faces
I bark to the bartender
He gives me a placebo
I'm "so young," he tells me,
"To be here"
I nod and swallow the bland drink
Then i stumble several times
Near a crowd,
And they think i'm a good dancer.
I hear a girl tell another girl
That some girl she knows
Watched a
Girl
Puke in the toilet
I smile in their general direction
The good-looking one comes over
And bites my cheek
It hurts,
And i start to
Hit her
But she's grinning,
And i can see my blood on her teeth
And i pull her to me
"My place or yours?"
"The gutter will be fine," she confesses
As we walk out,
She takes another bite from my cheek,
And i smile at the fat man
By the door
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Justify My Love
(To justify my love)
I want you to my balls
In paris, niagara falls
I want you to lick my toes
los angeles, san francisco,
With the fags and the 'ho's
Wanting, waiting
For you
To justify my love
Wanting, waiting
For you
To justify my love
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wanting, waiting
For you
To justify my love
Wanting, waiting
For you
To justify my love
To top
Suicide Snowman
If i had time to kill the world i'd try
Oh no, but i'm busy, killing me
I don't have time to build a suicide
Because the snowman melts in spring
The striper girls will not be coming back
In the summer...for me! me!
I don't have time to even say good-bye
We are dying...As winter lives...spring!
Snow melts in my lawn and i am free...yeah!
Corn cob pipe and a button nose...yeah
Bottled in the ground too long a...
Snow melts in my lawn and i am...
If i had time to kill the world i'd try
But i'm busy, kill is ever me
I don't have time to even say good-bye
We are dying...As winter lives...spring!
Snow melts in my lawn and i am free...yeah!
Corn cob pipe and a button nose...yeah
Spring!
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Thrift
I sit here all knowing
Knowing nothing here at all
My cut spread slower
Pig hands reach into my sides
I hate this life you give me
I give you hate you live for me
I love the pain you give me
This hurting feels like love to me
They go down, down...
Down inside
They go down town, down town
They go down town to sell
My body hangs on hooks
A cloth to society
Your dollars wet my skin
Makes me papier mache thrift
I hate this life you give me
I give you hate you live for me
I love the pain
I love this hurting feels like love to me
They go down...
Down town, down town they go
Down town, down town to sell me
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Filth
You bite the tin foil they give you
Your p.n.o.y. mind is entombed
You are amused by your confusion
Staple your face to mine if you're afraid to be alone
I'll mail you razor blades for Christmas
If you're so disgusted then leave the wicked way
You are confused by your amusement
The hypocrite will be the first to see the filth
You want to look like me
(You want to look like)
You want to live like me
(You want to live like)
You want to live like me
(You want to live like)
You want to look like me
(You want to look like)
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
This won't hurt...
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
Don't you try to touch me
You're no different from what you see
Don't you try to touch me
You're just as filthy as filth can be
Like a pinata you crack open
Your candy guts cascade in rainbow
You decay in your own containment
The sweetest insides are all coated with their filth
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
Don't you try to touch me
You're no different from what you see
Don't you try to touch me
You're just as filthy as filth can be
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Son Of A Man
I am the son of man,
New york city son of sam,
With a gun in hand,
He rapes the women of our land,
Blood and family does his death depravity,
Keep out of his way,
Live to lie another day,
He was taught to kill,
Dogs and demons gave him will,
Fear and roaming nights,
Some remember hating life,
Chorus:
Nobody wants him, he just stares at the world,
Planning his vengance, that he weilds on the world
Now the time is here,
For son of sam to spread fear,
Mother holy ghost, wicked son kills the most,
Chorus:
Nobody wants him, they just turn their heads,
Nobody helps him, lord he has his revenge
Gunshots full of lead,
Fills his victims full of dread,
Running as fast as they can,
Son of sam killed again!!!!!
(Whispered)--kill kill kill kill kill kill Kill.......
Your lord, marduk
Red sun rising, in the sky
Sleeping village, cock'rels cry
Soft breeze blowing, in the trees
Peace of mind, feel at ease
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Talk Of One, Thought Of None
Another night of too much cough syrup
I'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephone
I still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyes,
And my mouth is dry and tastes shitty
Again, the ringing
Slowly, i bustle out of bed,
The remnants of an erection
Still lingering in my shorts
Like a bothersome guest
Again, the ringing
Carefully, i abscond to the bathroom,
As to not display my manhood to others
There, i make the perfunctory morning faces
Which always seem to preceed my daily contribution
To the once-blue toilet water
That i always enjoy making green
Again, the ringing
I shake twice like most others,
And i'm annoyed by the dribble
That always seems to remain,
Causing a small acreage of wetness
On the front of my briefs
I slowly, languidly, lazily, crazily
Stumble into the den
Where my father smokes his guitars
....I mean, cigars....
In his easy chair
I know all about easy chairs
And then i sing a song for my friends:
"Jesus is my boyfriend!
Jesus is my boyfriend!
You can't have him,
Because jesus is my boyfriend!"
Ringing, ringing, dang it!
Goddamn, mother fuckin' son of a bitchin' ringing!
I walk into the kitchen and i stare blankly
At that shreiking plastic bastard
Since it keeps ringing, i know it's her
And since it keeps ringing, she knows it's me
"We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a darker day,
So lets start killing
There's a choice you're making,
We're sparing our own lives
It's true we make a darker day,
Just you and me"
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IV-TV
The light's a game that changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Drove the children from their chores
Handcrafted housewives into whores
So sly the snake, it ate our brains
Injecting poison in our brains
Tv-mind hints with rhymes
Your face is cracked and filled with lines
Made our lives this simple stain
Intravenous tv screens
Ultra-violence all he sees
Ride the lightning to the skies
Smack the clouds and watch them cry
The light's a game that changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
All we do is fight
For what we think is right
Sound that might be wrecked by sight
Denial taking human life
The clouds go by the children run
'Cuz there's no stars in the sun
Water falling from the spout
Into wanting thirsty mouths
The light's a game that changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain
All we do is fight
For what we think is right
Sound that might be wrecked by sight
Denial taking human life
All we do is fight
For what we think is right
Sound that might be wrecked by sight
Endless blinding cathode light
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Negative 3
Give me your blood, your teeth, your high school pictures
Your words can't begin to satisfy my needs
Give me your hand, i'll never give you flowers
Your touch can't begin to satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't save you
Nothing comes between you and i
Don't know what you see in my negativity
I know you know it's one part you and three parts me
Show me your scars, show me your broken mirrors
Your dreams can't begin to satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't hide from me
Can't hide what's inside in your mind
Don't know what you see in my negativity
Always was and always will be, three parts me
To topChoklit Factory
One boy, entertained
By the torments of another soul
Touching was confusing
And he found that he was all alone
He sought salvation
In the darkness of the choklit
Sweets soaked insecurities
And sugar teased his need to kill
(Chorus: peel back the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know, and some go much too far)
They came, hypnotized
By the promise in his somber grin
He saw something
In the weakness of their skin
(Repeat chorus)
(Interlude: boat ride lyrics from willy wonka and the chocolate factory)
Jeff saved for later
His prizes of iniquity:
Polaroids to covet,
And bones to hide in 213
(Repeat chorus)
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Dune Buggy
Take it out, take it out, take it out, take it out,
Take it out
Dog god bites my face
Rip it out by the roots, rip it out by the roots
From my skull
Goddamn toilet washes me away
I am the chocolate cow, chocolate cow
Ask forgiveness and i'll show you how
Trippin this, trippin this, trippin this, trippin this,
Trippin that
Smile like a Cheshire cat
Get it out, get it out, get it out, get it out,
Of your skull
You're just a doll i make sometimes to play
Take me down now, hole in the ground
The little girls think that i'm so sweet
Mocked up and down, heart like a ghost town
Spirits of the world cower at my feet
I am the chocolate cow, chocolate cow
Ask forgiveness and i'll show you how
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Learning To Swim
I wanna be the fish
I like the way he swims
I bend my arms to fins
Ego scales my skin
I grab a sharp stick
And i cut my gills
The water rushes in
I'm too young to live this life
I wanna be the fish
I like the way he swims
I grab a sharp stick
I'm too young to live inside this life
They want me to stay
This life i cannot feign
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Let Your Ego Die
The clock is a ring on her finger
That she checks
When she's out of time
The cigarette's a spike
In the spur of the moment
Digging in her side
She cuts the paper with nails
And her pen is bleeding poetry
Nervous from the sex that she got
And the wine that she spilled
On her clean, white, white sheets
Like to see you, baby,
All torn up inside
Girl you're dead already
So just let your ego die
Girl you're dead already
So just let your ego die
Die, die, die
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Thingmaker
You want to look like me
You want to act like me
You've got no sense of your own identity
You can't begin to see
That you and me makes we
That's not what i want to be
So fuck you
Imitation's not a flattery
You can't begin to feel, you can't begin to feel,
You can't begin to feel
I said fuck you
I don't want to know you
I don't want to know
(Chorus: it's about time, i've made up my mind
Get out of my life you motherfucker
It's about time, made up my mind
I'm taking what's mine
You motherfucker)
You are made
From things you steal from me
You can't begin to feel, can't begin to feel,
Can't begin to feel
So fuck you
You suck my energy, my personality
You steal steal steal from me
You can't begin to feel, can't begin to feel,
Can't begin to feel
So fuck you
Imitation's not a flattery
So you're a pitiful thief, you're a pitiful thief,
You're a pitiful thief
Fuck you
I don't want to know you, i don't want to know
(Chorus)
You are made from things you steal from me
You can't begin to feel, can't begin to feel,
can't begin to feel
Fuck you
If you want to worship me then just worship me
Don't even try to be
You're a fucking thief, you're a fucking thief,
a fucking thief
Fuck you
Imitation's not a flattery
You're a fucking thief
I don't want to know you
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Luci In The Sky With Demons
I'll spread me open, stuck to my ribs
Are all your infants in abortion cribs
You run like roaches, and you try to die
I know your poison, in our space we'll lie
To an obscene god we will dance and spit
The skin is thin, in our beds we sit
We take off our rings and we kneel
Our scabbed knees are so slow to heal
Stretch a little boy hole
For looking-glass people
I don't want to be me
I don't want to fear, no
Momma's got a scarecrow
Got to let the corn grow
A man can't always reap what he sows
(Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime
I'll be your devil if you'll admit you're mine)
Leave yourself to be ultra-here
The chill of fall is always crawling near
Spiders in the flowers
Never know their smell
The barbers here know secrets
They will never tell
(Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime
I'll be your devil if you'll admit you're mine)
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HIGHWAY TO HELL
(1979)
(Young, Young, Scott)Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there tooI'm on the highway to hell
No stop signs, speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me round
Hey Satan, payed my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey Momma, look at me
I'm on my way to the promised landI'm on the highway to hell
(Don't stop me)And I'm going down, all the way down
I'm on the highway to hell
© Charly Goreman
Fuck you, the world is dead, your sex is dead, you are in other place, the place that I wish stay, I kill you, When? When I am dead
