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Won't you step into the freezer
Seize her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Tease her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Look who's in the freezer Uncle Ebenezer |
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Down with disease
Three weeks in my bed Trying to stop these demons that keep dancing in my head Down with disease Up before the dawn A thousand barefoot children outside dancing on my lawn, and I keep Waiting for the time when I can finally say That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way But when I think it's time to leave it all behind I try to find a way but there's nothing I can say to make it stop Down with disease and the jungles in my mind They're climbing up my waterfalls and swingin' on my vines So I try to hear the music but I'm always losing time 'Cause they're stepping on my rhythm and they're stealin' all my lines Stealin' all my lines and I keep Waiting for the time when I can finally say That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way But when I think it's time to leave it all behind I try to find a way but there's nothing I can say to make it stop |
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Man God Shit Wash Uffizi drive me to Firenze |
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Reba sink a boulder in the water Reba tie a cable to a tree Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune Knee deep in the motel tub Reba dangle ladle form her lip dip sip Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume mutter to a farmer in a truck Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba cheetah on the prowl in a cage sink a boulder in the water tie a cable to a tree Mutter "nature" to the nag with the lipstick perfume Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover thunder in a circle down the pipes Bag it Tag it Sell it to the butcher in the store Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub picked up a jar unscrewed the top and watched it drop into the water A little scoop of plaster mix some coffee grounds and mud and then she stirred it with the ladle that her Grandmother had bought her threw in a pot of melted wax a forefoot and a hoof apple core, worms galore and a can of some corrosive coconuts and chloroform some wicker and some cork Toxic waste, some purple paste she hoped was not explosive Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation and she knew that what she make would be the finest in the nationbr) |
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I was taught a month ago
to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy I was taught a month ago to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy .. I .. I ought to see the man Mulcahy |
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All the way home we felt we had a chance
To review the coulds before we were born And to invite a new game of cant’s Absorbed in the clouds, a voice from afar said, “With the right device you can make a pattern grow or you can tune up your car” So we stayed on the train admiring the time As the lights of the city drew near We drank a little wine They were blurry and green, outer space in between, With a depth and a form unclear Then we saw it up ahead A flickering lantern lit up on the tracks In the rugs that had covered up the bridge From the banks of a river to the bed of a valley upstream to the place where you live The glass from the lantern cast back the sight of a drive-in movie we drove by below We saw where we’d been in the pictures within, Projecting all the places we would go So we followed the scene and flowed up your steps To a smooth wooden floor in a trance The train whistle melody wove through the trees and in through the door to signal the turns of a dance |
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Well many years ago now I really can't be sure
That's when it all began then I heard that knock upon my door And the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Came down on me The telephone was ringing, that's when I handed it to Liz She said, "This isn't who it would be if it wasn't who it is" It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So I might be on a side street or a stairway to the stars I hear the high pitched cavitation of propellers from afar It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So with meaningless excitement and smooth atonal sound It's like a cross between a hurricane and a ship that's run aground It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on - comin' down on me The wolfman's brother, the wolfman's brother Comin' down on me Surely took more than he gave (repeats |
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I feel I've never told you
the story of the ghost that I once knew and talked to of whom I'd never boast Cause this was my big secret how I get ahead and never have to worry I'd call him instead His answer came in actions He never spoke a word Or maybe I lay down the phone before he could be heard I somehow feel forsaken Like he had closed the door I guess I just stopped needing him as much as once before .. But maybe he's still with me the latch was left unhooked He's waiting in the wind and rain I simply haven't looked I feel I've never told you the story of the ghost ...... |
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Hey, Makisupa policeman
Policeman came to my house Hey, Makisupa policeman Policeman came to my house Woke up this morning Smoke a little herb Smoke a little ... Schwag! Gooballs! |
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(Billy F. Gibbons/Joe Michael Hill/Frank Lee Beard)Jesus left Chicago
And he headed down to New Orleans Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Hey hey Workin' from one end to the other And all points in between Took a drive through Mississippi Muddy water turned to wine Took a drive through Mississippi Muddy water turned to wine Hey hey Went out to California Through the points and through the pines You might not see him in person But he'll see you just the same Might not see him in person But he'll see you just the same Hey hey Don't have to worry about nothin' 'Cuz takin' care of business is His name Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Hey hey Workin' from one end to the other And all points in between Thanks everyone! This is a very cool room, I don't know how many of you Were here last time, but...it's good to be back What's that? Sounds good, Mike!! Sounds great, Mike!!! Thank you man! Thank you.. OK.... Mike? He likes the way it sounds! I know! |
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