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Angeldust
02:56
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Hey, what's my problem?
I wake up every morning
And it’s the same old song
I think of you
And the desire burning inside me
Why don’t you leave me alone ?
You motherfucking desire in my brain
I can’t keep focus
I keep scratching my neck
It happens many times during the day
You didn’t need to spray angeldust
Everywhere to make this happen
To make this happen
I can’t, can’t, can’t
Can’t keep my head straight
I drink, drink, drink
To try to wash it away
It comes, comes, comes
Running back in the morning
It sticks to my skin
And I can’t rip it off
This burning desire
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Bradford Tart
02:08
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No pizza
No monster
No tooth filler
How’s Angie?
She’s as good as a Bradford Tart, isn’t she?
You look tired
But it makes you laugh
Have you been fishing lately?
Jail bait
That’s what she was
Why can’t she dress the way she wants
Without old pervs wanking off on her?
This isn’t the Wizard of Oz
This doesn’t feel right
It makes me wanna take a shite
Whatevs they say mate
Where’s my chips?
They’re not on my plate
You aren’t up my alley
I don’t wanna go there
And get the t-shirt
Lip gloss ain’t a thing anymore
It looks so hardcore
A peach scented lollipop
Is stuck on your cheek
And I’m asking for more
I can’t rip it off
But I’m hungry
So I went back to your place
But you missed the train to your mum’s place
It’s time to race
Race back in time
Because then
Your mum wasn’t dead
But now it’s too late
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3. |
Discomobile Murder
04:16
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Why do I keep falling for the ones that end hurting or ghosting me?
Everytime a guy is nice to me
I get bored and I’m the bitch !
What’s my problem?
It seems like there’s this impossible romantic love my dad keeps telling me about
Since I’m a child!
It’s the same stories I’ve heard about everywhere
I can’t bear it anymore
These fairytales I want to believe in them
But they aren’t happening
It’s so frustrating
Have I ever been in love?
Well, nothing close to this
Maybe it’ll never happen to me
Are we doomed to live the same relationships over and over again?
Are we doomed?
It’s the same
It’s the same since I’m a child
It’s the same
It’s the same!
This everlasting love that goes on forever
Well, it’s a fantasy
Because the loved one is gone
This feeling doesn’t grow old
As it didn’t get a chance
Why, why do the bad boys
Keep coming back
In my head
When I thought
That I’d got
Rid, rid, rid, rid, rid, rid, rid, rid
Rid of
Rid of them
Them!
Get away from me
Get out, go away, get away, go!
Go away from me! Get away!
Go, get away, go away from me, go
Get away, go away from me, get away
Go, go away, go away from me
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4. |
Happy You're Gone
03:37
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Like a dream come true
Or a nightmare that just hasn’t
And now you’ll be haunting
This place I still live in
So scared you’d end up dying slowly
From not really living
I’ll forget all the laughters and the tears
‘Cause I know more are coming
I’m a little sad but so happy that you’re gone
Voices, faces, cages, fading away
Sunflowers need the sun
Not begging at every corner for an ounce of fun
Get the fuck outta here, you’re gonna die anyway
Now you’re gone their music’s back to senseless lazy lines
And they look so dull, now you’re no longer here to make them shine
I’m a little sad but so happy that you’re fine
Hustlers, fuckers, cheaters milling around
This place is such a dive
There’s nothing here for you but a will to die
Stay the fuck outta here, it’s gonna get you down
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5. |
Push the Button
03:22
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Crescent moons, lustful dreams, big lies in a small city
While you’ve… Been trying to ignite her engine for the last hour
All this confidence in your magic wand but it has no power
Won’t you push the button? You just need to push the button
I can tell by your face you’ve never heard of the fucking button
I would tell you about love but they took my heart the other day
They threw it in the trash after trying to eat it with mayonnaise
Now I’ve got ten layers of underwear in the event of a crisis
So I rest my case while you’re low-key checking out your own sis’
It’s the same shit since ’75 (they’re slaving away)
The same shit since ’75 (they’ve been slaving away)
Yeah, same shit since ’75 (they’re slaving away)
It’s the same shit since ’75
She’s running wild like a black hole, sucking stars
She will bend over for a burger but you will only see the scars
Now that your old world’s dead and you’re grieving in a haze
You will find her shooting rabbits at the center of the maze
No sandwich (No sir!) and she doesn’t shave her pubes
She knows all the songs (but she pretends that she can’t sing)
Don’t turn your back on her ‘cause she’s got a taste for lubes
Destroying galaxies as she’s spreading her wings
But it’s just a dream
She wakes up in a dirty motel room
With a faceless fucker very proud of his hard on
Will he find the button? No, he’s not even aware of the button
She flies away through the bathroom window, leaving the bill to the groom
She can’t get a firm grip on her dreams for they’re covered in mayonnaise
Slipping in her high heels, she hasn’t danced for days (What?!)
On a collision course as she penetrates the fog
You know she can’t be lured out anymore by the scent of a hotdog
It’s the same shit since ’75 (they’re slaving away)
The same shit since ’75 (they’ve been slaving away)
Yeah, same shit since ’75 (they’re slaving away)
It’s the same shit since ’75
She’s running wild like a black hole, sucking stars
She will bend over for a burger but you will only see the scars
Now that your old world’s dead and you’re grieving in a haze
You will find her shooting rabbits at the center of the maze
No sandwich (No sir!) and she doesn’t shave her pubes
She knows all the songs (but she pretends that she can’t sing)
Don’t turn your back on her ‘cause she’s got a taste for lubes
Destroying galaxies as she’s spreading her wings
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