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Grocery Clerk's Blues
03:01
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You're gonna have to go by the clock that's set wrong
You're gonna have to wait but it won't be long
And everyone wants some
But you don't have anything at all
See there
You're gonna have to return but it's so goddamn late
You're gonna have to go back but you hesitate
And everyone wants some
but they're all from different states
See there
Go get some buggies
You have a good day, too
Go clean the bathroom
You fuckin tourists
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2. |
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Who killed my friend
We could be chillin on the front porch
Or on the couch sittin in doors
And the scenery is the cure
But my thoughts are a little coarse
Where did you go?
Where will I go?
Just go
Who killed my friend
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3. |
Deep Insightful Shit
03:37
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Another lesson learned today
My room's unclean and smells of decay
The flowers were nice but they went away
Dirty brown petals in an ashtray
Everything must die
Though no fault your own
Is there a reason why
You can only assume so
Another lesson learned today
My memories come and go as they may
And random selection appears at play
What makes me remember I cannot say
Remember what you can
Whatever matters most
And even if you can't
You can at least get close
Bet that woke you up
From your stony daze
It's time to come alive
It's time to feel the rays
Deep insightful shit
Runs around my brain
Some of it is right
Some of it is lame
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4. |
What Did You Expect?
03:02
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He patented the secret to life he taught me how to lie
He raised the immortal child and taught it how to die
He planted a shred of doubt in dirt and buried it in the sand
You'll never find that fucking shred if you search all across the land
I cannot accept what you have told me
What did you expect when you control me
I haven't figured out quite what goes here just yet
But when I do I assure you you're the first to know about it
In the meantime I'll go and put in whatever I want
Something about the flesh and the mess that comes with the Saturday sun
I cannot accept what you have told me
What did you expect when you control me
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5. |
Rock
02:48
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These things go white with brown on top
Much better than if you'd had a drop
Taste like shit and you should surely stop
Yeah it'd help if I knew how to sing
It'd help if I maybe had a cig
And I wish I knew everything
Well I'd turn my back on anything
Just to rock
Can you rock
My ceiling is lost in REM
My seeing is right through them
My teething hurts the stem
My reason
Is to rock
Can you rock
Just rock
Rock
Yeah maybe I'll learn how to sing
And someday I'll know everything
There's a lack of digestion of things
In my brain and stomach chemistry
But I rock
Can you rock
My ceiling is lost in REM
My seeing is right through them
My teething hurts the stem
But I rock
Will they rock
Can they rock
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6. |
Ways of Jim
04:37
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These are the ways of Jim
The shadiness that lurks inside of him
I can't come out tonight
I've got to make it home
The pos have seen my bike
They know just how I roam
These are the ways of Jim
The shadiness that lurks inside of him
I can't come out tonight
I've got to make it home
The pos have seen my bike
They know just how I roam
I can't just stand around
There's too much in my bag
If I don't hit the ground
Then you will never
You will never have
Green things of Jim
Lined up by him
Never a stem
Never with him
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7. |
Do It In Blue
02:04
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Even if you're from on the ground
You can still fly up in the clouds
We don't really care what you do
As long as you are dressed in blue
Even if you're from in the clouds
You can still walk upon the ground
We don't really care what you do
As long as you are dressed in blue
And my little fairy told me
Take all you want everything you see is free
We don't really care what you do
As long as you are dressed in blue
Even if you're from on the ground
You can still get high in the clouds
We don't really care what you do
As long as you are dressed in blue
Even if you're from in the clouds
You can still get drunk upon the ground
We don't really care what you do
As long as you are dressed in blue
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8. |
Dante's Asshole
06:16
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You asked me was it there
They sit there curled up
My little tic is so awful
An empty bag an empty wall
At the start I hurt my luck
In the middle see through burn
And at the end I don't know
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9. |
I'm About to Start
04:06
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10. |
Tree of the D
01:42
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11. |
All Sales Final
02:04
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You're not with your happenstance
You're not with you clothes off
The flies in the kitchen yeah
They want you to go off
Well I'm not happy at the top of the list to receive
An emotional low or so I'm told
But I keep my house clean
I'm in habit of this
Requesting dismiss
A sucking throat kiss
Get fucking loaded
Well I'm not happy hanging my ass out over the edge
I'll screw up someday and release a mayday
But by that time I'll be dead
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12. |
Not My Fault
04:09
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Call your dogs off
This is between me and my people
You're not involved
Please me
Let your guard down
This is between you and me
It's not my fault
Please me
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