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2-4-6-8

Let me this story about this ambidextrous talk show host
That I used to live with who once told me that the sky was green.
I didn't believe him so I hit back with a short sharp shot
Disco me to oblivion baby.
He uh, couldn't appreciate my sense of humour
And that's when we started to grow apart.

Homemaker
Heartbreaker
Homemaker
Heartbreaker

Strange
Feelin'
Pain
Feelin'
Wretched
Ohhh
My
soul

No pain
No gain

Well things didn't improve for our relationship
when I was seduced by his wife
And then I fell in love with his daughter.
And I can't help who I fall in love with, ok?
Then one day I accidentally castrated his prized poodle
With an electric can opener. OUCHA!
He kicked me out of the house and he burnt all my pictures
Of his sweet Jimmy Dean.

Homemaker
Heartbreaker
Homemaker
Heartbreaker

Strange
Feelin'
Pain
Feelin'
It's wretched
Ohhh
My soul

If it don't hurt
It don't work
No

I was alone but that was only the beginning
Said I was alone but that was only the beginning
Yeah I was alone but that was only the beginning
I was alone but that was only the beginning

Homemaker
Heartbreaker
Homemaker
Heartbreaker

Strange
Feelin'
Pain
Feelin'
It's wretched
Ohhh
My
soul

2-4-6-8
Who do we appreciate?
2-4-6-8
Who do we appreciate?
Say 2-4-6-8
Who do we appreciate?
2-4-6-8
Who do we appreciate?

Strange
Feelin'
Pain
Feelin'
It's wretched
Ohhh
My
soul

Kangaroo Died

Well the doctor keeps me waitin'
The blood in my brain
The pain in my chest
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Only happens when it's rainin'
The smoke in my lung
The beer in my gut
Oh Oh Oh Oh

Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh Oh

It's a nightmare in the alley
The undertaker's there
With his bowler hat
Oh Oh Oh Oh
And his coffin eyes are empty
The ex-wife she's there too
Grinnin' like a Cheshire cat
Oh Oh Oh Oh

And I'm feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh

I'm tryin' to buy a drink
But the barmaid's cross-eyed
Why'd they let her work here?
Hell I just don't know
I find it hard to think
Since my kangaroo died
Why'd she have to leave me?
Hell I just don't know
I don't know

Well the priest is at the pulpit
Tellin me I'm wrong
Tellin me I'm sickening
Oh Oh Oh Oh
To believe him is to forfeit
Everything I am
And everything I'll never be
Oh Oh Oh

So I'm feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh

I'm tryin' to buy a drink
But the barmaid's cross-eyed
Why'd they let her work here?
Hell I just don't know
I find it hard to think
Since my kangaroo died
Why'd she have to leave me?
Hell I just don't know
I don't know

Always were departed
Deep inside your heart
Always wanted to return
To your body
But I'm not sure again

Paycheck

Consumed by the ones who made her
She's a faker, always lets me down
Dressed up like a capital shaker
Pull the [...] that judgement let her down
I'll have your guts for garters, just for starters
Don't you make me frown
She could've been a nutter
So I had to cut the mother down

Slacker, wasting half is life on sniffing glue
Now he's a foreman working for the red the white & blue
Plain sailing, safe surfing, public peeling, back stab

Confused by the ones who break her
She's a faker, never makes a sound
Undressed like a soul in prayer, buy a share Pay her by the pound
I'll have your face for breakfast
I'm in excess, need of a stroke down
She could've been a nutter
So I had to cut the mother down

Slacker, wasted half is life on speed
Now he's reformed and working for the red the white & blue
Plain sailing, shoulder rubbing, dental flossing, back stab

Pay - check
Pay - check
 Pay - check

Save the best for later
Be careful not to stain the sheets
Now you god damn liar
take me higher

I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing

Slacker, wasted half is life on sniffing glue
Now he's reformed, working for the red the white & blue
Plain sailing, wife swapping stool pigeon, back stab

Pay - check
 Pay - check
 Pay - check

Save the best for later
Be careful not to stain the sheets now
You god damn liar
Pants on fire

Cold [...]
But this one really takes the piss
It's likely to proquandry
I deserve so much more than this.

Kitsch Object

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Snook your way backstage
Paris sets the rage
Cursing on your brain
So now i slipped away

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

Know that bitches face
All seen better days
Too quick to blow your fuse
But that's the life you choose

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

Snook yourself backstage
Paris sets the rage
Cursing on your brain
So now I slipped away

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With poetic license, always come for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

I Feel You
(words by Martin Gore)

I feel you
Your sun it shines
I feel you
Within my mind
You take me there
You take me where
The kingdom comes
You take me to
And lead me through
Babylon
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love
I feel you
Your heart it sings
I feel you
The joy it brings
Where heaven waits
Those golden gates
And back again
You take me to
And lead me through
Oblivion
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love
I feel you
Your precious soul
And I am whole
I feel you
Your rising sun
My kingdom comes
I feel you
Each move you make
I feel you
Each breath you take
Where angels sing
And spread their wings
My love's on high
You take me home
To glory's throne
By and by
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love

Long Division

Well I was lost in conversation
When he called you were sick and blue
All that I could do
Is make your fears come true

You see I'm sick and tired of masturbation
Sick and tired of all this yucky glue
All that I can do
Is make your fears come true
Then multiply
Multiply
Tears will multiply

Well I was lost in contemplation
When he called you could not get through
And all that call could do
Is make your fears come true
You see I'm sick and tired of our confrontations
Sick and tired, you stick to me like glue
All that I could do
Is make your fears come true

Then multiply
Multiply
Tears will multiply
Multiply
Your love for me will die

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Jesus Loves Me

Jesus loves me, this I know
cuz the bible tells me so
little ones to him belong
they are week, but he is strong
yes, jesus loves me
yes, jesus loves me
yes, jesus loves me
the bible tells me so

Feel Good Hit Of The Summer
(words by Queens of The Stone Age)

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C-c-c-c-c-cocaine
C-c-c-c-c-cocaine
C-c-c-c-c-cocaine
C-c-c-c-c-cocaine
C-c-c-c-c-cocaine
C-c-c-c-c-cocaine
C-c-c-cocaine
C-c-c-c-c-cocaine

All Apologies
(words by Kurt Cobain)

What else can I say
Everyone is gay
What else can I write
I don't have the right
What else can I see
All apologies
What else can I say
Everyone
Everyone
Everyone is gay
Everyone is gay
Everyone is gay
Everyone is gay
Everyone is gay
Everyone is gay

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Carbon Kid
(Feat. Alpinestars)

Image image you do what you want,
Image image you do what you want,
Image image you do what you want,
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram

Image image we're leaving the ground,
Image image we're leaving the ground
Image image we're leaving the ground,
Image image we'll never be found,
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram
With a sinister diagram
Sinister diagram
And when this half is over and we claim our second skin,
We can compliment each other on the state that we are in,
And when we leave this place forever and we're floating round in space,
Take the easy way to heaven with a smile upon your face
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram,
Image image you do what you want,
Image image you do what you want,
Image image you do what you want,
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram,
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram,
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram,
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram,
Sinister diagram,
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram

Crush
(Feat. AC Acoustics)

I'll wait for him, because I know him.
Go there for him, go there first.
I'll wait for him, because I owe him.
Go there for him, because I must.
I'll wait for him, go there for him
I'll wait for him, go there first.
My place is nowhere, my name is cursed.
Before you come here, call friends and family first
There's a reason for this
I am I am I am
I'm crushed you saw this
I am I am I am
There's a reason for this
I am I am I am
Now no one lives here not even dust
The ones swept through here, more crushed than us.
There's something in here, it's not just lust
If someone lives here, it's given liken first.
There's a reason for this
There's a reason for this
I am I am I am
I'm crushed you saw this
I am I am I am
There's a reason for this
I am I am I am
Seen all kinds of things here, I've heard things said
We wear our shoes here, we share no rent
I left my friends here, some things are still dead.
Before you come here call home instead
There's a reason for this
I am I am I am
I'm crushed you saw this
I am I am I am
There's a reason for this
I am I am I am

Some
(Feat. Dream City Film Club)

Some like to dream
Some like to live
Some like to take
Some like to give
Some take enough
Some take it all
Some will rise
And some will fall
Some like it tight
Some like it loose
Some need a reason
Some need no excuse
Some like it dirty
Some like it clean
Some like it tender
And some like it lean
Some fuck for fun
Some for prestige
Some come on their feet
Some come on their knees
Some say they're bent
Some say they're straight
Some come early
And some come late
I'm taking some
Now I'm taking some

Je T'aime Moi Non Plus
(Feat. Asia Argento, words by Serge Gainsbourg)

Je t'aime
Je t'aime
Oh, oui, je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh, mon amour
Comme la vague irrésolue

Je t'aime
Je t'aime
Oh, oui, je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh, mon amour
Tu es la vague, moi lîle nue
Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes reins
Tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes reins
Et je te rejoins

Je t'aime
Je t'aime
Oh, oui, je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh, mon amour
Comme la vague irrésolue
Je vais, je vais et je viens
Entre tes riens
Je vais et je viens
Entre tes riens
Et je me retiens

(Oh, I love you) Moi non plus
(Oh, I love you) Moi non plus

Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes riens
Je vais et je viens
Je me retiens
Non! Maintenant viens...
english translation

The Metric System
(exstract by Trash Palace's album 'Positions')

Rock boy
His genital sack juice mad
His delicious apparatus
Would flutter and tremble
After heated worship
He would freeze it in a jar
And sell it to celebrity lesbians
Good work if you can get it
Good work if you can get it
They wanna buy it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
They wanna buy it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric system
They never fuck around
They wanna buy it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric system
They never buy the pound
Good work if you can get it
Rock boy
His genital sack juice mad
His delicious apparatus
Would flutter and tremble
After heated worship
He would freeze it in a jar
And sell it to celebrity lesbians
Good work if you can get it
Good work if you can fucking get it
Good work if you can get it
Good work if you can get it
They wanna buy it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
They wanna buy it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric system
They never fuck around
They wanna buy it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric system
They're fuckin' you around
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
They wanna buy it in grams
They wanna buy it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric system
They never fuck around
They wanna it in kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric system
They never fuck around