Clean Up Before She Comes
Clean up before she comes (x5)
Living in a dusty town (x3)
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth
Twenty months has it all (getting older)
I must be getting old (ate my vegetables)
I must be getting old (getting older)
I must be getting old (ate my vegetables)
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth
Clean up the dusty town
Living in a dusty town (x3)
Clean up before she comes (x3)
Living in a dusty town
I must be getting old (getting older)
I must be getting old (ate my vegetables)
Bad mouth spirit ate my vegetables
Come As You Are
Come
As you are
As you were
As I want you to be
As a friend,
as a friend,
as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is your, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria
Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
Curmudgeon
I can't hide, no
On the mantle
I'm not sad
Tilling that hoe
It's the season
I'm all reason
I have seen
All I have grown
Sheared at the seams
Cheat on me
And not seen
At the seams
I'm a lender
I'm a planter
I put something
In the garden
In the handle
On the mantle
I'm not Santa
I'm a god
I want a lady
Can you save me?
It's the sulfur
I have grown
'Tis the season
I'm all reason
I have fleas
So run on home
D7
Straight as an arrow
Defect defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject reject
Towards anti-social
Solo solo
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday mayday
Gonna leave this region
They'll take me with them
Dimension seven
Originally by The Wipers
Dive
Pick me, Pick me yeah
Live alone, lone single
At least, at least, yeah
Everyone is hollow
Pick me, pick me yeah
Everyone is waiting
Pick me pick me yeah
You can even pay them
hey
dive
dive
dive
dive in me
Kiss this, kiss that yeah
Live alone, lone single
At least, at least, yeah
You could be my hero
Pick me, pick me yeah
Everyone is waiting
Hit me, hit me yeah
I'm real good at hating
Downer
Portray sincerity
Act out of loyalty
Defend your true country
Wish away the pain
Hand out lobotomies
To save little families
Surrealistic fantasy
Bland boring plain
Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece shun in master?
Don't feel guilty, master writing
Somebody said that they're not much like I am
I know I can
Make enough of the words for you to follow along
I sink and then some
Slippery pessimist hypocrite master
Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard
Thank you dear God for putting me on this Earth
I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst
Do You Love Me?
You really like my limousine
You like the way the wheels roll
You like my seven inch leather heels
And goin' to all of the shows
But...
Do you love me?
Really love me?
Do you love me?
You like the credit cards and private planes
Money can really take you far
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
And the sound of electric guitars
You really like rock 'n' roll
All of the fame and the masquerade
You like the concerts and studios
And all the moeny honey that I make
Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans they know your face
From all of the magazines
Drain You
One baby to another said,
I'm lucky to have met you
I don't care what you think
Unless it is about me
It is now my duty to completely drain you
A travel through a tube
And end up in your infection
Chew your meat for you
Pass it back and forth in a passionate kiss
From my mouth to yours because I like you
With eyes so dilated,
I've became your pupil
You've taught me everything
Without a poison apple
The water is so yellow, I'm a healthy student
Indebted and so grateful -
Vacuum out the fluids
Sloppy lips to lips
You're my vitamins because I'm like you
Dumb
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
I miss the comfort in being sad
help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover... have a hangover
Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb