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from Belly - Star (1993)
Give it to me please I said to God It's only fair Instead, he sent three Angels To move the river So now it flows by my house So now it goes by my house Angel. Angel. I'd still rather have the moon I've had bad dreams So bad I threw my pillow away Move the river So now it flows by my house So now it goes by my house Angel. Angel. I'd still rather have the moon |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole
Bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole Bite it - tadpole Bite it - tadpole He has a.... to webs... Hide the hole Hide the hole in your head, baby Bite it Tadpole Bite it Tadpole Bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole Bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole Bite it Tadpole bite it Tadpole He has a... to webs... Hide the hole Hide the hole in your head, baby |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Cat-o-nine-tails
Cat-o-nine lives Little pussy purrs, hold her tight and she's yours Think I'm allergic and I don't know why Think I'm allergic and it makes me cry You're scratchin' me baby Right down to my heart Now claw the couch now that we're apart Think I'm allergic and I don't know why Think I'm allergic and it makes me cry I love you baby And i don't mean to hound But they're chasin' my heart Now that you're not around Think I'm allergic and I don't know why Think I'm allergic and it makes me cry Cat-o-nine tails |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Are you gonna join?
Are you the half that's gonna swallow the gun? Exactly where do you stand You seem to have trouble being human You've got a habit of starting a fight You wanna punch out somebody's light Messing with other people's lives What makes you think That you've got that right Cool out Yeah what's your problem? Cool out Cool out Yeah you're a psycho Just cool out Cool out |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
Baby's playing dead in cellar.
Gave her water just got paler. Grass stains, backburns, she's a screamer. She's just dusted, leave her. If you see her, don't upset her. Never seems to get much better. Grass stains, backburns, she's a screamer. She's just dusted leave her. Mmm mmm, goes to your heart. Mmm mmm, sticks in your head. Mmm mmm mmm mmm, yeah. Baby's playing dead in cellar. Gave her water, she got paler. Grass stains, backburns, she's a screamer. She's just dusted, leave her. |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
So you go to leave
More room for me. Oooo... you gave me too much room, So I filled it up with chairs, You can't sit on, But if you want to stand there, Stand there. Oooo... you told me too much. You thought I would leave you. I heard every word X3 So you go, and it all grows darker Like these chairs, These eyes, This room Closes it's windows. These chairs, These eyes, This room, This heart. I heard every word X3 |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
This old man I've talked about
Broke his own heart, Poured it in the ground. Big red tree grew up and out, Throw up its leaves, Spins round and round. I know all this and more. So take your hat off When you're talking to me And be there when I feed the tree. This little squirrel I used to be Slammed her bike down the stairs. They put silver where her teeth had been. Baby silvertooth,she grins and grins. I know all this and more. So take your hat off boy When you're talking to me And be there when I feed the tree. Take your hat off boy When you're talking to me And be there when I feed the tree. This old man I used to be Spins around, around, around the tree. Silver baby come to me. I'll only hurt you in my dreams. I know all this and... I know all this and... I know all this and more. So take your hat off boy When you're talking to me And be there when I feed the tree. Take your hat off When you're talking to me And be there when I feed the tree. |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
Sleep in now, now.
Sleep in now, now, now. It's still night out. Sleep in. Don't look at me Looking back at you, Out the window backwards, Out the window backwards. Sleep. See this child twice stolen from me, Out the window backwards, Out the window backwards. Sleep in now, now. Sleep in now, now, now. Sleep now. Now fall to the bed, Put your hand in your hair. Now fall to the tile, Stick your finger in your eye. That's the only way you cry. Hey now. Hey now. Full moon pass the window sideways. Hey now. Hey now. Sleep in now, now. Sleep in now, now. Sleep in now, now. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
So he's lying on top again
Just like Gepetto and his doll. And he's running around again, And I can't get him out of this house. And if you bore him, You lose your soul to me. So that kid from the bad home Came over to my house again, Decapitated all my dolls. And if you bore me, You lose your soul to me. Hey Gepetto, Where'd you put it? Oh Gepetto, poor boy. Hey Gepetto, where'd you put it? Oh Gepetto, poor boy. And if you bore him, You're gonna lose your soul. Hey Gepetto, where'd you get to? Oh Gepetto, poor boy. Hey Gepetto, where'd you get to? Oh Gepetto, poor boy. Hey Gepetto, what'd you get me? Oh Gepetto, poor boy. So he's lying on top again, Just like Gepetto. |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
I drink, i get drunk and fall on my face
All my friends tell me i'm a basket case I drink, i get drunk and fall on my face I got so drunk I don't remember what happened But everybody said I had a real good time I drink, i get drunk and fall on my face All my friends tell me i'm a basket case I drink, i get drunk and fall on my face Went to a bar I met a guy, he bought me white Russians I puked outside in the parking lot While he tried to kiss me Seein' blurry Talkin' slurry Feelin' queasy This is sleazy I drink, i get drunk and fall on my face All my friends tell me i'm a basket case I drink, i get drunk and fall on my face I went for drinks in Hollywood Came to somewhere in Hawthorne Broke up a bush, drove into a tree And rolled down a hill with my mouth wide open Seein' blurry Talkin' slurry Feelin' queasy This is sleazy |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Suck this
It's not you It ain't you He's the one who can take out my trash He's the one who can scratch on my back He's the one who don't give you flack About what I do, and it's not you baby It's not you It ain't you He's the one who can love me tender He's the one who can fix up my blender He's the one don't give a hoot About what I do, and it's not you baby He's the one who can…(sizzle) He's the one who can…(pant). He's the one who don't give a hoot 'bout what I do, and it's not you NO! |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Let's rock tonight
Let your hair down Don't be so uptight Come on let's rock and roll You rocked my body Now you're rocking my soul Let's rock Come on let's rock Well are you ready to play I've got my guitar and i'm ready don’t wait Come on over And we'll really rock The way you head bang Puts me into a shock Let's rock Come on let's rock Don't be shy, yeah You'd better cook You smell the bait, Now you swallow that hook Now's the time Yeah it's time to smoke Go ahead and laugh 'Cause this ain't no joke Come on Come on let's rock Get off your ass And let's rock |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
So what, you think this is usual?
Strange moon, strange land, strange man. Hold the hands of tiny horses, Hold them, hold them kindly, man. Low Red Moon, How can you sleep like a baby, Sleep like baby? But you shine so different on another. You shine different on another. I look up, and I see The raising of an old hope, Brave and tattered. A shining knight with shining eyes, He shines around me brightly. So now, I say this is beautiful. I think you are strange. Low red moon, how can you sleep like a baby, Sleep like a baby? But you shine so different on another. You shine different on another. Strange moon, strange land, strange... You made me cry when I was young, And I was young. Now I got strong arms, Strong arms for a girl, And I say, "He belongs to me. He belongs to me. He's a human bed of roses." |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
It's a metal stampede
Metal stampede Yeee Hawww... Old MacDonald had a farm E-i-e-i-fuckin-o Put your pedal to the metal Metal stampede Brrreeeeahaha.......... Yeeeeeehaaaaaaw......... Get along little doggies! Yeeeehaaaww........ |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
She's got a gun
Just make her day Don't fuck with her She'll blow you away She walks the streets at night And they think she is a whore She's gotta deal with you She's gonna even out the score ms. 45 They don't let you She's gonna make them pay Now her right is it You won't get away She walks the streets at night And they think she is a whore She's gotta deal with you She's gonna even out the score ms. 45 She's got a big gun She’s gonna make those assholes pay You fuck with her She'll blow your ass away She walks the streets at night And they think she is a whore She's gotta deal with you She's gonna even out the score ms. 45 |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Playing rock and roll
On a Friday night A noise complaint Turned into a fight The neighbors were loud It disturbed our crowd We played some more And they stormed the door We didn't do nothing Hey hey hey... But now we're running And hiding Cops got on stage And they pulled my hair Kicked 'em in the balls The fans in mind It shows how they find You can call me a tramp don't unplug my amp We didn't do nothin' Hey hey hey But now we're runnin' And hidin' Runnin' from the law Runnin' Runnin' from the law |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
Think about dixie She ducked when she ran Made up these bad reasons to stand by her man (he goes) Miss the vein once Try try again I swear (I just went) my my your dress says so sad |
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from Tank Girl (탱크 걸) [ost] (1995)
Bill collector called today
Shove IRS is on my case Shove My boss says I should comb my hair Shove My father thinks that I'm nowhere Get out of my way or I might shove Get out of my way or I'm gonna shove Landlord doesn't like my dog Shove My eyes are burning from the smog Shove The neighbors say I jam too loud Shove America thinks it should be proud Some guy just pinched my ass Shove Drunken bums ain't go no class Shove The club says I won't get paid Shove It's been months since I've been laid |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
Meet him by the road.
There's a dog went running, Picking through spit out leaves A dog won't even touch. Meant to shoot that dog long ago, Just can't leave that dog alone. Maria carry a rifle. Maria carry a dog on her back. That dog is hit again. That slow dog is hit again, With his see-thru skin, The kind of skin you can see through. He's shot again. He's shot again. He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a. He's shot again. He's shot again. He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a. Heal me by a river. Man retires his wife says, But she was so sad and sick. His heart breaks in the mud. Thought I'd leave this world by twenty-one. Couldn't leave that dog alone. Maria carry a rifle. Maria carry a dog on her back. That dog is hit again. That slow dog is hit again, With his see-thru skin, The kind of skin you can see through. He's shot again. He's shot again. He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a. He's shot again. He's shot again. He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a. Maria carry a rifle. Maria carry a dog on her back. Maria carry you on her back. |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Snake handler
Slither in Slither out Ooh.. Are you snake? Are you a man? Snake handler Slither in Slither out Rooaarrr.... Mr. Snake.. Man.. Ooooh oh oh... Snake handler Slither in Slither out Are you a snake? Are you a man? Oh oh Snake |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
Poor thing, poor thing Do you have a sister? Would you lay your body Down on the tracks for her? Step one, tiptoe in hell For her? Don't you have someone you'd die for? (5x |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
It's hard for a star.
Sweet sweet sweet wind Burn off this skin. Get it to reach sachuest beach. I can never win With this body I live in. It's all right. It's all right. It's all right. I'll just stand up pick up my stuff and... Sweet sweet sweet wind Burn off this skin. Get it to reach sachuest beach. I can never win With this body I live in. Sweet sweet sweet wind Burn off this skin. Sweet sweet sweet wind Burn off this skin. I can never win With this body I live in. |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
Stay, oh oh oh stay (x2) Salmon dives for that big dusky pearl Salmon sighs, he knows he's older than me Sleeps with the fishes soon Stay (stay), oh oh oh stay (x2) Salmon crawls on the belly of God Salmon falls on his face in love with me. He grows as old as the sea Deep where the fishes are. Stay, oh oh oh stay (x4) He lives in the yard, he keeps himself hard He keeps himself homeless and heartless and hard He sleeps under stairs along with the heirs Of nothing and nothing means no one who cares But I love him dear and I love him dear And I've loved him hundreads of thousands of years. Stay. Stay (stay with me) oh oh oh stay. Stay. Stay (stay with me) oh oh oh stay. It's not time for me to go. (x3) Stay. |
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from Tank Girl (탱크 걸) [ost] (1995)
She wears her dress high
As high as she pulls her hat down low She's seeking out the places those other people can't go and hold her Untouched by the sea (Untouched by the sea) She's walking on water when she walks in her sleep She's dragging me through places I didn't want to be seen She's a liar As I am a thief Because of you I came, because of you I leave I wanna know (I wanna know) Why the monsters that hurt you so don't look like those things that we battled so long ago And I thought I did my part when I pulled you out of there that night you left boot marks on my wall You are my liar So I will be your thief Because of you I came, Because of you I leave Because of you I leave Because of you I leave - yeah Wake up baby, We are home now Wake up baby, We are home now Wake up baby, We are home now We are home now We are home now We are home now |
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from L7 - L7 (1990)
Uncle Bob, you're a drunken slob
Daddy brought home a real winner Yeah Wake the guest, drink the tea For his holiday dinner Uncle Bob walked through the door He was built He was fucking ga-galore The strength of his body was kind of a shock The first time he put mike in a headlock He crossed the line Put his feet on the chair How can we fine ?? aunt? Uncle Bob, you're a drunken fucking slob Uncle Bob, you're a drunken slob |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
Sour Me. Ouch!
I was friendly with this girl, Who insisted on touching my face. She told outrageous stories. I believed them 'til the endings Were changing from endings before. She's not touching me anymore. Untogether, I couldn't help her I got hard. You can try your life. You can't save the unsavably untogether. I was shipwrecked with this frog, Who was endlessly on testing my faith. He made outrageous demands. I ignored him 'Til I strapped on my boat feet And surfed into shore. He's not touching me anymore. Untogether, I couldn't help him I got hard. You can try your life. You can't change the unchangably untogether. Now the bird nest on my back Keeps me turning and straining to see. We threw outrageous parites. We were golden. Now the bird keeps it's distance, And I keep my speech. Sometimes there's no poison like a dream. Untogether, I couldn't help it it got hard. You can dry your eyes. You can't hold the impossibly untogether. |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
That was some hurricane,
Rode in on the back of a heart attack. Made a mistake on the fire escape in San Francisco. Made my way back in a hallway in L.A. Put on your black dress. Float on your back. Too long, too lame, Now I'm gone. Somewhere to sleep, Somewhere to sleep, Somewhere to scrape your body off my feet. Put on your black dress. Float on your back. Too long ,too lame, Now I'm gone White belly up in the sun, White belly up in the sun. Still diving for the big one. Put on your black dress. Float on your back. Put on your black dress. Foat on your back. Too long, too lame, Now i'm gone White belly up in the sun, White belly up in the sun. |
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from Belly - Star (1993)
You're not safe
In this house. You're not safe. Here, here, In some witch's bed, In some witch's bed. You know the one. She lies all lit up. She lies all lit up. She lies all lit up. You're not safe In this house. |
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