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from Eels, Eels - Souljacker (1998)
I don't miss where I came from
But each night I dream about being back home When I wake up in the morning I'm too tired, tired of being alone So I get up and go downtown And pick me out a little piece of ground Where I can prove something to the world I can prove something to the world Don't look at me I'm the bus stop boxer X2 Daddy put us in the truck and Dropped us off and said good luck, then One lucky kid waiting for the bus Made a winner out of one of us Don't look at me I'm the bus stop boxer X2 Going down by the railroad tracks, where People know that they better not relax I'm the man, baby, I am the man This is where I can make you understand I'm the bus stop boxer Don't look at me X2 |
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from Eels, Eels - Souljacker (1998)
Souljacker can't get my soul
Ate my carcass in a black manhole Souljacker can't get my soul He can shoot me up full of bullet holes But the souljacker can't get my soul Souljacker can't get my soul Left my carcass with the worms and moles Souljacker can't get my soul He can hang my neck from the old flagpole But the souljacker can't get my soul |
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from Eels, Eels - Electro-Shock Blues (1998)
going to your funeral and feeling I could scream
everything goes away driving down the highway through the perfect sunny dream a perfect day for perfect pain look at all the people with the flowers in their hands they put the flower on the box that’s holding all the sand that was... that was once... that was once you Honolulu hurricane I knew that you were not insane living in the insane world smiling like it’s no big deal scrabby wounds that never heal the woman was only a girl look at all the people with their heads down in their hands when everything I’m feeling makes it hard to understand that, uh what I need to miss... It’s what I need to miss... is you going to your funeral and I’m feeling like a fool no one’s gonna take the blame thinking about the days of hanging out behind the school everything goes away |
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from Shrek (슈렉) [ost] (2001)
My beloved monster and me
We go everywhere together Wearing a raincoat that has four sleeves Gets us throught all kinds of weather * She will always be the only thing That comes between me and the awful sting That comes from living in a world that's so damn mean My beloved monster is tough If she wants she will disrobe you But if you lay her down for a kiss Her little heart it could explode * repeat La la la la la la la la |
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from Scream 2 (스크림 2) by Marco Beltrami [ost] (1997)
Mama gripped onto the milkman's hand
And then she finally gave birth Years go by, still I don't know Who shall inherit this earth And no one will know my name until it's on the stone This could be your lucky day... in hell Never know who it might be at your doorbell This could be your lucky day... in hell... in hell Waking up with an ugly face Winston Churchill in drag Looking for new maternal embrace Another tired old gag Am I just a walking bag of chewed up dust and bones? This could be your lucky day... in hell Never know who it might be at your doorbell This could be your lucky day... in hell... in hell Father Theresa, you can't make me into you I never wanna be like you Why can't you see, it's me You know it's time to let me go This could be your lucky day... in hell Never know who it might be at your doorbell This could be your lucky day... in hell... in hell... in hell... This could be your lucky day... in hell Never know who it might be at your door bell... in hell This could be your lucky day... in hell... in hell... in hell... in hell... |
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