1. |
Tulips Knot Daisies
02:53
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It was the Cinco de Mayo
In the middle of the castle
And the workers wanted vengence
There was not even a morsel
And nasutes fought without jaws
Those who walk on golden fields
Trample down on ant hills
Swamped by the rattling
Swept into the baffling
But who knew
Far too few
Would answer the call
Would farm at all
Those whose words will never heal
Assume the worst against their will
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2. |
Gradual Is The Method
02:25
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You won yourself the unholy prize
Found it in the holding tank
At the end one does realize
Taken by another prank
Only now does it take
No more stoners left unturned
No sticks and stones left unburned
Though they may break your bones
And all the words may desert you
Only now does it take
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3. |
The Galapagos Kid
01:30
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(instrumental)
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4. |
Signs Of A Sick Mind
02:48
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Well I know that you laughed when I was attacked
And I know that you smiled when I got beat-up as a child
Wasn't fun for me but I'm glad you could find the humor
When the doctor told me, "looks like you got a tumor"
But you know I'll never let you go
Though time and again I know that I should
All I can see are the signs of a sick mind
World-weary wise
Undiseased a rarer find
All told events unfolded
Where the small shall be emboldened
And emblazoned with the logos
And embedded in the firmament
Of a notorious heaven
So it goes when the wrong people know
Tied or weighted down somewhere anchored below
Lost to a slight tilt the soft lilt has lifted
Catch the drift but not draft, the art's a craft unlisted
But you know I'll never let you go
Though time and again I know that I should
All I can see are the signs of a sick mind
But where is the fun in being so good
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5. |
Gave Up The Ghost
02:04
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They had to give up the ghost
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6. |
Ma Cheese Mo
03:40
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When I got to piss I got to go
When I got to shit got to go
When I got to drink I got to go
When I got to eat I got to go
When I got to walk I got to go
When I got to sleep I got to go
When I got to fuck I got to go
When I got to fight I got to go
When I got to piss I got to go
When I got to shit I got to go
When I got to drink I got to go
When I got to eat I got to go
When I got to walk I got to go
When I got to sleep I got to go
When I got to fuck I got to go
When I got to fight I got to go
When I got to fuck I got to go
When I got to fight I got to go
When I got to fuck I got to go
When I got to fight I got to go
And it feels so nice
Feels so very nice
Down on in
Down on in
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7. |
Stake
02:34
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Anyplace is fine for gasoline
A lowly match flickers in the eye
Two great tastes that taste great together
Will ensure that there will be no more lies
Watch them burn
I'll start a fire
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8. |
When This Gets Primitive
02:21
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We bought our way into the hearts of everyone
It's strange how fast minds change when someone points a gun
The campaign will continue until the voting's done
Wide-eyed stare
Try to be brave
Cannot be squared
But can be saved
We got ourselves together chopped off at the knees
When this get primitive we'll do as we please
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9. |
Lupe
02:24
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(instrumental)
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10. |
In Awe Of The Sherpas
02:07
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Your ropes are made of top-notch hemp
And your spirit may be bold
In the tent you may be warmer
But this mountain wants you cold
And the climber on belay
Was the one that split your nose
And that clever sherpa may someday find us froze
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11. |
Spare Some Tar
01:53
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Do the math untangle superstrings
Deep fried in batter
Special moments amplified
Ten fold natural disasters
And abandon all the wells
And all the oil you're after
Spare some tar if you should find
Yourself retarred and feathered
Flap your wings if you should find
You're in for nasty weather
Cram the interstate down your throat
Wash it down with thinner
If it smells just let it soak
An eight course well-paced dinner
Absinthe as apertif
Bold face, sans serif -- a winner
(chorus)
Shift in thought my catch the eye
Of those whose gaze you're under
What the gods have wrought on holy days
Left torn asunder
Spare some tar if you should find
Yourself retarred and feathered
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12. |
Most Probably Scurvy
02:26
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Characterized by sunken eyes
All diseased for lack of "C"
It's a miracle to be alive
By the looks of me
I want a chance to live again
Supplement essential vitamins
And distilled water can't quench this thirst
Scurvy scourge do your worst
Citrus drives our every move
A taste that craves a little juice
Fresh-squeezed can't come too soon
Scurvy dogs another boon
I want a chance to live again
Supplement essential vitamins
And distilled water can't quench this thirst
Scurvy scourge do your worst
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13. |
Green Carpeting
03:47
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Green carpeting I want to
Fuck you on the floor
I can't get a grip
On this tile anymore
Square footage on the tag
Footing made for shag
Grounded guaranteed
No cave-in or sag
Linoleum will not please
Marble hard on the knees
Hardwoods peel off slivers
Like the quills on the trees
I can't bear when you pick me up by the hair
And I can't stand when it's all by the grace of your hands
Green carpeting I want to
Fuck you on the floor
I can't get a grip
On this tile anymore
Square footage on the tag
Footing made for shag
Grounded guaranteed
No cave-in or sag
Linoleum will not please
Marble hard on the knees
Hardwoods peel off slivers
Like the quills on the trees
Outlined figures near the door
Impressed into the floor
Positions made us some
From finally fucking on green carpeting
I can't bear when you pick me up by the hair
And I can't stand when it's all by the grace of your hands
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14. |
Social Release
02:19
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5 A.M.
I'm in the store again
Soft and sticky
Slide it in
Just like the pussy
Fuck no I didn't fuck that dough
Following morning
I'm on top again
Doing my thing I want it
Slide it in and out and in and out
Fuck no I didn't fuck that dough
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15. |
No J.P.
00:59
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(instrumental)
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16. |
Iguazu Falls
03:13
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If'n you could learn to barter
You'd be more the wise
Maybe none more the smarter
But at least you'd be alive
Jungle in all directions
Left alone you would die
But if you knew the local customs
Or if you had a guide
So find a way to take some shelter
Hunt for yourself some meaty fowl
Beware of drinking standing water
Aguirre's wrath from your bowels
Release your rage on biting chiggers
Mosquitoes and killer bees
So concerned with your survival
Can't see the forest for the trees
The barrel and me will meet destiny at Iguazu Falls
Float from the ledge and drift to the edge of Iguazu Falls
Drop past the face and splash at the base of Iguazu Falls
As you can see I do need to be at Iguazu Falls
If'n you could learn to barter
You'd be more the wise
Maybe none more the smarter
But at least you'd be alive
Jungle in all directions
Left alone you would die
But if you knew the local customs
Or if you had a guide
Brought into fold
Cocooned in foam
Lanced on jawbone
Pitched and rolled
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17. |
Angries The Blood
02:04
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On papa san
On Golden pond
On Dasher and dancer unbalanced
In Kathy Lee's sweatshop they sewed his mouth shut
To keep him from talking to a daytime reporter
Learn to hate the bomb
For the wrath of Khan
Outweighs the pros and cons
Of unhindered travel
Glowing reviews of this season's big hit
Where an hour of talk is a week's worth of bullshit
For the love of god
Brought to the knees to sob
Issue license to rob
All beliefs soon unravel
A dignified walk-in though he was a stalker
Was shot by the worst cop in front of the bus stop
Of course it boils the blood
To be swept up in floods
Of faces, names and deeds
Fueling a frenzied feed
A set fist cracked open just like you were hoping
Open invitation for a confrontation
Things will never change
We take the sweating out of shopping
And put the sweat back into shop
You don't have to pay much money
To buy yourself a cop
On papa san
On Golden pond
On Dasher and dancer unbalanced
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18. |
Straight Cut Skin On
03:31
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He was watching on the T.V.
Censored version of a movie
She pretended to be reading
Something, anything to avoid talking
They could feel it, questions looming
There was no reason to conceal it
Matters left at quite a distance
Set on simmer for less resistance
Straight cut skin on
Straight cut skin on
Straight cut skin on
Straight cut skin on
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