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ENJOY Flatulation punctuates the still night air And I thank God you're here I queefed - Enjoy Smell my love - Enjoy Make the most of my butt-toast Enjoy my good friends - Enjoy The laces of my shoes unlock the mystery Come and share a treat with me I can't recall the last time I washed my feet We're in for a treat Here's my shoes - Enjoy And here's my socks - Enjoy Make the most of my toe toast Enjoy, my good friends - Enjoy Flatulation punctuates the still night air And I think God you're here I queefed - Enjoy Smell my feces - Enjoy Sniff my ass whilst I pass gas Enjoy my good friends - Enjoy KIDS ON COFFEE Doug is bouncing off the walls Ray is drooling big spit balls Bill is breaking large objects Kids on coffee Where's my Bonus Cup? Come on man, fill me up I need some Krappers to wash it down Bonus Bonus Bonus!!! Went driving down to San Diego Passing by the nuclear tits Go away off my earth!!! HÜRTIN' CRÜE Hurtin' Crue Hurtin' Crue Hurtin' Crue Good future Get a life Get a job Get a clue Thought it would be so much fun Just played another solo run Fifteen hippies drinkin' Coors Yelling at us to play "Free Bird" Needless to say, all of our pay Went into the tank 1420 I am better than you You are a piece of poo I am better than you You are a piece of poo 1420 Thought school would be such a blast Just flunked another fucking class Told myself too many lies My mind's unfolding before my eyes Now I know how it goes What it means to go crazy SOUR GRAPES Hey you, new wave, come over here You're the prettiest thing I've seen all year Hey you, new wave, don't turn away Close those pouty lips and listen to what I say Why must you smoke that clove cigarette? Why must you act like you've got a hole in your head? Why don't you split the squares and love me instead? You're all shiny and clean I've sen you in my dreams Like the Rolls Royce I can't have Your presence makes me scream Sour grapes - you leave such a bad taste Sour grapes - I don't need you anyways Sour grapes - feeding, feeding my rage Hey you, new wave, I pity you When you get old, what will you do? What will you do when you turn 21? You're cockteasing at the singles bar just for fun What will you do when you turn 31? What will you do when you don't know how to love anyone? I wanted her cherry, I got sour grapes In that cute purple mini you're just sour grapes I refuse to climb the ladder for you I refuse to pant and paw for you I need love, don't need no beauty queen But still, when I loo at you, I scream Sour grapes - you leave such a bad taste Sour grapes - I don't need you anyways Sour grapes - Just go riding right by me on the crest of the new wave Sour grapes - feeding, feeding my rage Sour grapes GET THE TIME When I get the time I'd like to site down And write a little rhyme for you Just a couple few I'd tell you what you mean to me When I get the time I'd put it all down And pick you up I'd say throw it all away The world is me and you tonight Will there come a day With nothing standing in my way Living that dream Within your arms Well I'll make it happen some day I look in your eyes Warm places inside I've never been before I gotta find some more I know you don't owe me anything When I get the time When I get the guts To live my life for me And do what I want to do I'd be the friend that you said you once knew Will there come a day When we give up and turn away And I'd have nothing left Nothing left except I'd have all the time in the world Time to remember Look through the window And time to cry Time to cry I gotta get the time Where can I find the time? |
CHEER It's been so long since I had a smile I've stayed sad for such a long while If you can cheer me up I could learn to love you You kiss me now and I turn away I think I'm still kissing yesterday Love me, and cheer me up Show me you're the one who can make me happy Cheer me up I don't want to spend the rest of my days Dreaming yesterday's daydreams Out with the bad and in with the good You feel my heart girl, you're knocking on wood So generous, I'm being kind With selfishness in the back of my mind Don't want to spend the rest of my days Giving yesterday's promises No more giving my mind away Tomorrow's love will be yesterday Don't want to spend the rest of my days Living yesterday Don't want to spend the rest of my days Singing yesterday's love songs 80'S GIRL She says you're the only one But she's an 80's girl, and she can't get enough Treat you so right 'til your supply runs dry Won't you please love my friends Won't you please Vroom - in a brand new car, she drives to the beach Knows the language well, the moves and the speech Behind a blinding smile hides her empty eyes Won't you please love my friends Won't you please suck my friends Won't you please 80's girl needs a friend arty down with everyone 80's girl needs a friend Love you for the weekend Won't you please love my friends She's so modern She's so stylish Mohawk on one side, long hair on the other She's got all her bases covered She always wants someone else She's an 80's girl, looking out for herself So where do yo udraw the line Between a whore and a concubine? 80's girl needs a friend Getting the goods and having such a good time 80's girl needs a friend Love you for the weekend 80's girl needs a friend Never, never let it happen again Won't you please love my friends Won't you please fuck GREEN I can't believe what you just said You'd sell your soul for a dollar bill I can see the signs in your eyes The signs that make an honest man lie You've got green on your mind Now you've got freen in your eyes Say green is sex, green is power Such filty thoughts I think you'd better go take a shower You're seeing green I'm seeing red I can't believe what you just said I heard your song, then I heard your spiel Music as money has gone to your head You're seeing green, I'm seeing red I used to listen and we'd share your love It didn't matter that I had none to give But now I want to steal your heart Claim it as mine before the bidding starts I've got green on my face Got jealous green I can taste Bitter-green bile because you're vile And yet I covet what I hate DAYS ARE BLOOD The days are blood No beginning, no end Bleeding like a fountain pen The days are blood Alarm clock rips open my eyes I'm so tired Staring at the black spots before my eyes Am I alive Mirror showing boodshot eyes It never lies Another day on the 9 to 5 No whens or whys These days of blood, eyes of fire I gave at the office I gave at the bank I gave to my friends I gave to my enemies You tell me it's better to give than to receive So tell me why is it you that's bleeding me 7 o'clock - got to wake up Wake up Look in the mirror, see my face See the traces of yesterday Oh, for yesterday Oh, for tomorrow The days are blood Bleeding into each other The days are blood And I'm drowning And as I watch the evening news I realize Telling me of the day's slaughter I realize Spilling innards on my dreams I realize As I bleed cold sleep sweat I realize The nights are blood too |