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I was never faithful
and I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
and guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black eyed
A product of a broken home

I was never faithful
and I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts
I was never grateful
That's why I spend my days alone
I'm forever black eyed
A product of a broken home

Broken home.
Black eyed.
 
Hobo painting on the wall
Just before him curtain call
Baba biffo he doan eat beef
He got subway in his teef
Vambo never vandal be
Vambo never cut down tree
Vambo from the future borrow
He lead the children from tomorrow

Vambo comin' to the rescue
Vambo comin' to the rescue

Vambo he do koko space
He sure know dem human race
Teenagago sunday go
Vambo he make river flow

Vambo comin' to the rescue (4 times)

Vambo Vambo he save child
He save child running wild
Vambo vambo sweat and labor
He never never steal from neighbor

Vambo make him movie show
There ain't nothin' Vambo doan know
Even dumb say Vambo name
Even sinner know no shame

Vambo comin' to the rescue (4 times)
Vambo rule OK
 
An Israeli bulldozer killed poor Rachel Corrie
As she stood in its path in the town of Rafah
She lost her young life in an act of compassion
Trying to protect the poor people of Gaza
Whose homes are destroyed by tank shells and bulldozers
And whose plight is exploited by suicide bombers
Who kill in the name of the people of Gaza
But Rachel Corrie believed in non-violent resistance
Put herself in harm's way as a shield of the people
And paid with her life in a manner most brutal
But you who philosophise disgrace and criticise all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.

Rachel Corrie had 23 years
She was born in the town of Olympia, Washington
A skinny, messy, list-making chain-smoker
Who volunteered to protect the Palestinian people
Who had become non-persons in the eyes of the media
So that people were suffering and no one was seeing
Or hearing or talking or caring or acting
And the horrible math of the awful equation
That brought Rachel Corrie into this confrontation
Is that the spilt blood of a single American
Is worth more than the blood of a hundred Palestinians

But you who philosophise disgrace and criticise all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.

The artistic director of a New York theatre
Cancelled a play based on Rachel's writings
But she wasn't a bomber or a killer or fighter
But one who acted in the spirit of the Freedom Riders
Is there no place for a voice in America
That doesn't conform to the Fox News agenda?
Who believes in non-violence instead of brute force
Who is willing to confront the might of an army
Whose passionate beliefs were matched by her bravery
The question she asked rings out round the world
If America is truly the beacon of freedom
Then how can it stand by while they bring down the curtain
And turn Rachel Corrie into a non-person?

Oh, but you who philosophise disgrace and criticise all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
 
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home
And you cry
And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen now,
Well, when exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
 
AGAINST ME!

"Turn Those Clapping Hands Into Angry Balled Fists"

Sleep on pillows made in Singapore
Wrapped in comforters
Sweating through sheets
Drinking coffee in the morning
Floating on Airplanes across the vast seas

And your house is made of wood
Central air, central heat
You got your furniture of particle board
Your doors are locked for, for safety

And you walk in leather shoes
Pants of denim, a black cotton sweatshirt
And you do what you do
because doing can start to form a habit

And you drink all night long
And you sleep through the morning
And if something doesn't break
I'm just gonna go, go fucking insane

And you sweep up the floor when it's dirty
You do the dishes, when the sink's full
And when the refrigerator's empty
well it's time, it's time, it's time, it's time to go the store

You put your books on a shelf
Clothes arranged in the closet
You hang the things on the wall that you don't wanna be so easily forgotten

I hate these songs
I hate the words
That the singer is singing to me
I hate this melody
I hate this stupid fucking drum beat

But I'm not gonna tell anyone
What I'm really thinking about
Keep them conversations on the surface
Just keep on smiling
Just keep on saying
Everything's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright [x2]
Alright [x11]

 
It's time to throw away your doubt,
Throw away your blues.
Wake up in the morning,
Tear up the news.
Go on slap yourself,
It's been too long,
Put on that motown record,
Stop thinking you're wrong.

You keep worrying about yourself,
Yeah, you keep worrying about yourself.
Ah it leads to nowhere else,
If you keep worry, worry, worrying.

Is your brain all angry?
When you wake up too,
Inner city sounds,
Palestine news.
Whether you're really in love,
Whether she loves you too,
Whether you're meant to be doing,
What you do.

You keep worrying about yourself,
Yeah, you keep worrying about yourself.
Ah, it leads to nowhere else,
If you keep worrying about yourself.

So tired, so stay,
So tired today,
Oh, so tired always,
So worry, worry, whoa-woe.

And you keep worrying about yourself,
Yeah, you keep worrying about yourself.
Ah it leads to nowhere else,
If you keep worry, worry, whoa-woe.

Yeah, yeah.
This whole love, yeah.
This whole tune, yeah.
That first love, back to you.
Yeah and this whole love, yeah.
This whole tune, yeah
That first love, back to you.

Don't keep worrying about yourself,
You keep worrying about yourself.
 
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left

:)
 
I've come across the desert
To greet you with a smile
My camel looks so tired
Its hardly worth my while
To tell you of my travels
Across the golden east
I see your preparations
Invite me first to feast

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your kiss

Amusing belly dancers
Distract me from my wine
Across Tibetan mountains
Are memories of mine
I've stood some ghostly moments
With natives in the hills
Recorded here on paper
My chills and thrills and spills

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your kiss

It's really been some welcome
You never seem to change
A grape to tempt your leisure
Romantic gestures strange
My eagle flies tomorrow
It's a game I treasure dear
To seek the helpless future
My love at last I'm here

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your kiss
 
Thumbs up to nosos
Against Me! - Baby, Im an Anarchist

through the best of times, through the worst of times. through nixon and through bush. do you remember '36, we went our separate ways, you fought for stalin and i fought for freedom. you believe in authority, and i believe in myself. i'm a molotov cocktail, you're the dom perignon. baby, what's that confused look in your eye? what i'm trying to say is that i'll burn down buildings whlie you sit on a shelf inside of them. you call the cops on the looters and the pie-throwers. they call it class war, i call them co-conspirators. 'cuz baby, i'm an anarchist and you're a spineless liberal. we marched together for the 8-hour day and held hands in the streets of seattle. but when it came time to throw bricks through that starbucks window you left me all alone. you watched in awe at the red, white & blue on the 4th of july. but while those fireworks were exploding i was burning that fucker and stringing my black flag high. eating the peanuts that the parties have tossed you. in the back seat of your father's new ford you believe in the ballot, you believe in reform. you have faith in the elephant and jackass. and to you solidarity is a four-letter word. we're all hypocrites, but you're a patriot. you thought i was only joking when i was screaming, "kill whitey" at the top of my lungs at the cops in their cars and the men in their suits. no i won't take your hand and marry the state.

 
Poor old forgotten fool
Do you have to do what you do
I agree that it hurts no one but you
But don't you think it gets us down
To see your long sad frown
We truly believe you'd be better off with us
So come,
Come to the land where anything belongs
No one else will let you know the truth

Because we are your friends
you'll never be alone again
well come on well come on
well come on well come on
Because we are your friends
you'll never be alone again
well come on well come on
well come on well come on

Take your time to decide
And keep thought far from your eyes
Too many have failed to get this far
but don't let it get you down
We're doing all we can
We truly believe you're lovely when your here

Because we are your friends
you'll never be alone again
well come on well come on
well come on well come on
Because we are your friends
you'll never be alone again
well come on well come on
well come on well come on

(never be alone again)

well come on
yeaaahhhh
 
π

Sweet and gentle and sensitive man
With an obsessive nature and deep fascination
For numbers
And a complete infatuation with the calculation
Of PI

Oh he love, he love, he love
He does love his numbers
And they run, they run, they run him
In a great big circle
In a circle of infinity

3.1415926535 897932
3846 264 338 3279

Oh he does, he does, he does
He does love his numbers
And they run, they run, they run him
In a great big circle
In a circle of infinity
But he must, he must, he must
Put a number to it

50288419 716939937510
582319749 44 59230781
6406286208 821 4808651 32

Oh he love, he love, he love
He does love his numbers
And they run, they run, they run him
In a great big circle
In a circle of infinity

82306647 0938446095 505 8223...
 
How To Be Invisible

I found a book on how to be invisible
Take a pinch of keyhole
And fold yourself up
You cut along the dotted line
You think inside out
And you’re invisible

Eye of Braille
Hem of anorak
Stem of wallflower
Hair of doormat

I found a book on how to be invisible
On the edge of the labyrinth
Under a veil you must never lift
Pages you must never turn
In the labyrinth
You stand in front of a million doors
And each one holds a million more
Corridors that lead to the world
Of the invisible
Corridors that twist and turn
Corridors that blister and burn

Eye of Braille
Hem of anorak
Stem of wallflower
Hair of doormat
Is that the wind from the desert song?
Is that an autumn leaf falling?
Or is that you, walking home?
Is that the wind from the desert song?
Is that an autumn leaf falling?
Or is that you, walking home?
Is that a storm in the swimming pool?

You take a pinch of keyhole
And fold yourself up
You cut along the dotted lines
And think inside out
You jump ‘round three times
You jump into the mirror
And you’re invisible

*

We’re gonna be laughing about this
We’re gonna be dancing around
It’s gonna be so good now
It’s gonna be so good

Oh so exciting, mmh go on and on
Every time you leave us
So Summer will be gone
So you’ll never grow old to us

It’s gonna be so good now
It’s gonna be so good
Can you see the lark ascending?

Oh so romantic, swept me off my feet
Like some kind of magic
Like the light in Italy
Lost its way across the sea..

Roma Roma mia
Tesoro mio, bella
Pieno di sole luce
Bali cozi bene, bene
Pianissimo
Pianissimo

The chorus:
What a lovely afternoon
What a lovely afternoon
Oh will you come with us
To find the song of the oil and the brush?
 
When your mother sends back all your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you
And the smell of their roses does not remain
And all of your children start to resent you
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned
Have died in battle or in vain
And you're sick of all this repetition
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

When all of your advisers heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to
All lay down their bandanas and complain
And you want somebody you don't have to speak to
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
 
What can you do for me?
I need someone
What can you do for me?
I need you I need you
(U-U-U-U-Utah! Utah Saints!)
 
Oh the milk on my cornflakes
Is the same as any other day
It's just me that's been dragged
Backwards through a hedge.
And the girl doing the weather
Somehow keeps it all together
But I feel like jumping off a window ledge

I wasn't built to get up at this time
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I'm not the sort of guy that rises and shines
I wasn't built to get up,
Built to get up, built to get up.

I've got backache
I've got neckache
I've got toothache and I need a break
But I've somehow go to get out of the door
And the DJ on the station
He is so damn irritating
Put a tea cosy over my head
I can't take anymore.

I wasn't built to get up at this time
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I'm not the sort of guy that rises and shines
I wasn't built to get up,
Built to get up, built to get up, built to get up, built to get up.

I wish I could turn the clocks back
And spend a couple more hours in the sack
Anything this time of day
Is like climbing Everest the difficult way,
(difficult way, difficult way)

Oh the milk on my cornflakes
Is the same as any other day
It's just me that's been dragged
Backwards through a hedge.
And the girl doing the weather
Somehow keeps it all together
But I feel like jumping off a window ledge

I wasn't built to get up at this time
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I'm not the sort of guy that rises and shines
I wasn't built to get up,
Built to get up, built to get up, built to get up, built to get up.
 
Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice
bluebirds on our shoulders
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything it wants
It’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
 
Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me

I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me

Don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

You're asking me will my love grow
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around now it may show
I don't know, I don't know

Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me

Don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
 
The man in me will do nearly any task,
And as for compensation, there's little he would ask.
Take a woman like you
To get through to the man in me.

Storm clouds are raging all around my door,
I think to myself I might not take it any more.
Take a woman like your kind
To find the man in me.

But, oh, what a wonderful feeling
Just to know that you are near,
Sets my a heart a-reeling
From my toes up to my ears.

The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
Took a woman like you
To get through to the man in me.
 
I gotta move
I had a taste
I gotta move
I gotta me me off the face
Like Peter Radiator
I heard that he got bashed
Yeah, he got sainted
You know it wasn't for the cash
I gotta move
I had a taste
I gotta move
I gotta get me off the face
He told me
In heaven
That every
Everything is fine
Yeah, that would make a good movie
Yeah, that would make a good record
I gotta move
I gotta break
I gotta move
I gotta get me cross the lake
And then he stopped to say
Before he went down
This is the worst place in the sun
I gotta move
I had a taste
I gotta move
I gotta get me off the face
There was a Jack who coiffed it
He came from my home town
He was a prophet
Some kids they put him in the ground
Got coffee
Got donuts
Got wasted
Erased head
And what do they say?
He's not afraid of the present tense
And talking back is a bad defense
I gotta move
I gotta break
I gotta move
I gotta get me cross the lake
I gotta move (4x)
And then he stopped to say
Before he went down
This is the worst place in the sun
I gotta move (5x)
 
Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters
Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters
Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters

You are all in trouble now (someones gone and copied now)
Someones gone and copied now,

Hey darlin', hey hey darlin',
Hey darlin', hey hey darlin',
Hey darlin', hey hey darlin',
Everybodys happy now,(nobody aint laughin' now)
Nobody aint laughin' now.

She was the glamourous type,
There were times when you'd never have guessed it,
Did you see her clothes?
Everyone said she looked like a mess yeah!

OK alright, (you think youre the leader)
About last night, (we wont ever)
I was feelin' strange, (one last fling)
Slightly ashamed, (dont worry it's alright)
Casual Rubs, (when we were steaming)
Said enough, (dont worry it's alright)

Different scenes,
Different scenes,

Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters,
Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters,
Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters,

You are all in trouble now (someones gone and copied now)
Someones gone and copied now,

Hey darlin', hey hey darlin',
Hey darlin', hey hey darlin',
Hey darlin', hey hey darlin',
Everybodys happy now, (nobody aint laughin' now)
Nobody aint laughin' now.

Did you see his clothes,
Everyone said he looked like a mess yeah,

OK, alright, (you think youre the leader)
About last night, (we wont ever)
I was feelin' strange, (one last fling)
Slightly ashamed, (dont worry it's alright)
Casual Rubs, (when we were steaming)
Said enough, (dont worry it's alright)

Changing scenes,
Changing scene,

Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters
Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters
Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters

You are all in trouble now, (someones gone and copied now)
Someones gone and copied now,

Hey darlin', hey hey darlin'
Hey darlin', hey hey darlin'
Hey darlin', hey hey darlin'
Everybody loves it now, (just dont go and run us down)
Just dont go and run us down.
 
If it's really got to be this way
I will take it - I don't know
I'll just carry on day to day
Till I make it on my own

Oh, I'll cry - I'll get by
I'll forgive you girl, by and by
And I'll forget you some day
If it's really got to be this way

If this is what you think you need
Go ahead, girl, and do it
Doesn't make a lot of sense to me
But if it's what you want, I'll live through it

Oh, I'll cry [etc repeated]

In my heart
There will always be a place for you
In my heart
I will always believe we could have made it, you and me

Oh, I'll cry [etc repeated]

If it's really got to be this way --
 
My name is mud
Not to be confused with bill or jack or pete or dennis
My name is mud and its always been
cause I'm the most boring son-a-bitch you've ever seen
I dress in blue-yes navy blue
From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes
I make em shine, well most the time
cept today my feet are troddin on by this friend of mine
Six foot two and rude as hell
I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell
My name is mud

My name is mud, but call me alowishus devadander abercrombie
That's long for mud so Ive been told
Told that by this son a bitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold
I've got my pride, I drink my wine
I'd drink the finest except I haven't earned a dime in several months
Or were it years
The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears
We had our words, a common spat
So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat
My name is mud
 
perfect soundtrack for the bombing the arms fair thread

Speak about destruction (x3)

This is a world destruction, your life ain't nothing
The human race is becoming a disgrace
Countries are fighting with chemical warfare
Not giving a damn about the people who live

Nostradamus predicts the coming of the Antichrist
Hey, look out, the third world nations are on the rise
The Democratic-Communist Relationship,
won't stand in the way of the Islamic force

The CIA is looking for you
The KGB is smarter than you think
Brainwash mentalities to control the system
Using TV and movies - religions of course

Yes, the world is headed for destruction
Is it a nuclear war?
What are you asking for?

This is a world destruction
Your life ain't nothing
The human race is becoming a disgrace
The rich get richer
The poor are getting poorer
Fascist, chauvinistic government fools

People, Moslems, Christians and Hindus
Are in a time zone just searching for the truth
Who are you to think you're a superior race?
Facing forth your everlasting doom

We are Time Zone
We've come to drop a bomb on you

World destruction, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!

This is the world destruction, your life ain't nothing
The human race is becoming a disgrace
Nationalities are fighting with each other
Why is this?
Because the system tells you
Putting people in faceless categories
Knowledge isn't what it used to be
Military tactics to control a nation
Who wants to be a president or king?
Me!
Mother Nature is gonna work against you
Nothing in your power that you can do

Yes, the world is headed for destruction
You and I know it, cause the Bible tells you
If we don't start to look for a better life,
the world will be destroyed in a time zone!

Speak about destruction (x3)
 
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