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Angelica
03:15
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Loops and buttons
I had to draw the line
at drawing blood
Especially when it was
Mine
Loops and buttons
I guess I got
What I deserved
I asked for it and I got
Served
A lick and a promise
That's the trick
It was a hell of a kick
Angelica
Loops and buttons
You said you were
but you couldn't be
But after all the jokes on
Me
Loops and buttons
We had to try to find a way
To say goodbye for good
A lick and a promise
That's the trick
It was a hell of a kick
Angelica
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2. |
Someday Honey
02:56
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In the morning light
It'll all be alright
Maybe not today
Maybe not tonight but
Someday Honey
Could be you will stay
Maybe she will leave
I guess we'll have to see
But I don't wanna be your
Someday Honey
Someday
Someday Honey
Will we build a bridge?
Crors it when we get there
Born it all behind us
All is fair in love and war for our
Someday Honey
Someday
Someday Honey
Honey!
Will we stay together
Cast away our chains
Pledge our love forever
Burn all that remains of our
Someday Honey
Someday Honey
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3. |
Goodbye
02:52
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Mommy's all gone
and your Daddy's all wrong
Both so busy just carrying on
On a run out the door
both looking to score
bleeding out there
on the bathroom floor
Oh my
My poor little girl
You were bigger than
the whole wide world
Oh boy
my sad little joy
you were gone before I could say goodbye
for 30 pieces of silver
I was Judas for a day
but nothing is forever
at least that's what they say
But anyway it's all there in the past
I'm sure i'll finally pay for it all at last
Oh my
My poor little girl
You were bigger than
the whole wide world
Oh boy
my sad little joy
you were gone before I could say goodbye
And so then when
I see you all again
I hope you all forgive the
awful thing that I've been
And all that I've done just to hang around
So I can kiss you once before they send me down
Oh my
My poor little girl
You were bigger than
the whole wide world
Oh boy
my sad little joy
you were gone before I could say goodbye
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4. |
Lock, Load, Fire
03:17
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The activity is criminal
Sexually subliminal
The thing that always
Brings you to your knees
It's your disease
And everybody sees
Unless you
Lock. Load. Fire! (fire)
Lock. Load. Fire! (fire)
Reactionary chemicals
And all freely available
The drink that makes you
Think that you are free
But in reality
You're just a slave like me
Until you
Lock. Load. Fire! (fire, fire, fire)
Lock. Load. Fire! (fire, fire, fire)
Political and biblical
A sin that's unforgivable
The lies that you despise
Will finally make you rise
Everybody dies
So look me in the eyes
Come on and
Lock. Load. Fire! (fire, fire, fire)
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Close only counts
In Whore shoes and hand grenades
Keeping me guessing
Are you just messing?
Is this for real
Cause I can’t deal
With all of the feels
Are we just playing games
At the penny arcade?
Close only counts
In Whore shoes and hand grenades
It's getting depressing
While we’re undressing
He’s on the bench
It’s getting tense
Here on the fence
Am I just throwing shade?
Can we stop this charade?
Close only counts
In Whore shoes and hand grenades
It's kind of distressing
While we’re caressing
It’s all the same
I kneel and pray
For the reveal
Have we both betrayed?
Why do you want a parade?
Close only counts
In Whore shoes and hand grenades
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6. |
Terrible Awful Thing
03:53
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She's getting sicker at the liquor store
Just waiting there for something more
Every day like before
It's such a boring chore to have to be
Such a terrible awful thing
Terrible awful thing
A poor excuse
a useless score
Standing by the open door
Once more you cry and wave goodbye but why?
What do you do it for?
Cause it's a terrible awful
terrible awful thing
A terrible awful
Terrible awful thing
A broken rose
An awkward pose
A bloody nose
An overdose
It only goes to show
How close you roll
With your family
It's a terrible awful
Terrible awful thing
A harvest moon
A rusty tool
A new tattoo
A crying fool
A raving loon
A needle and a spoon
well I'll see you soon
Cause it's a terrible awful
Terrible awful thing
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7. |
Heidi
03:40
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Heidi is hiding in the hallway
Always hates to sing the blues
She understands it's just the thunder
Lightening the load she's using
You know she bruises rather easily
It seems she's run short of excuses
The ruse is rapidly waning
And this painful lie is all true
Big time
Bleed thru
Big girls
Need love too
And she'd love to
High D!
Hi D!
Hidey!
Heidi
Sometimes she loses her composure
And overdoses on the booze
You know she's cruising to lose it
On those new California rules
Big time
Bleed thru
Big girls need
Love too
And she'd love to
High D!
Hi D!
Hidey!
Heidi
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8. |
Parachute
02:53
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Floating
Sailing
Falling
Trailing
Calling and Nailing
Balling and Bailing
Disregarding
All of the consequences
Is this as good as it gets?
Place your bets and let's get down to it
You know we ain't dead yet
It's true that you've always got opportunities
Out of the blue
I still want you
Come stay with me
And maybe
You can be my
Parachute
Noting
Failing
Stalling
Wailing
Sprawling and flailing
Brawling and railing
Disregarding
All of the consequences
Is this as good as it gets?
Place your bets and let's get down to it
You know we ain't dead yet
It's true that you've always got opportunities
Out of the blue
I still want you
Come stay with me
And maybe
You can be my
Parachute
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You think that everyone wants you
That's why you come on so strong
You know you've got what they need and
You're sure they think you're the bomb but
You’re so wrong
You guess they're yours for the taking
At least that's what you believe
You don't imagine they're faking
So they can get you to leave but
You’re so wrong
You reckon you'll get away with it
You feel that this can go on
You're hoping no one will notice
That you're the one in this song but
You’re so wrong
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10. |
Quetzlcoatl Called
02:59
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Quetzlcoatl Called
He wants his feathers back
He's quite put out about
This unprovoked attack in fact
He's packing his human sacrifice on ice
And fading to black
Silver conquistadors
Here on the eastern shore
Demanding all the lands
Our lives and treasure
The sand we stand upon
There in their blood soaked hands
Why can't they understand this savage God's commands?
Hernan Cortes says
He truly tried his best
He dresseed up for success and
He guesses you ought to be impressed
In fact he thinks he really should pass the test
Well, more or less
La Raza in La Plaza
Technically Aztec
They had to sell their souls
So they could save their necks
There's nothing much left to show except
Texas cannons and ship wrecks
Malinalli
Choose your poison
Death or treason
What a choice to make
Take your children
To the altar quick
Why can't they understand this savage God's commands?
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