1. |
Side A (cassette mix)
22:07
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2. |
Side B (cassette mix)
22:20
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3. |
Play With Blades
01:55
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When you play with blades
you get cut - but not us.
We get new skin that does not feel.
Death is love that Slippies steal back.
When you take a new name
and the world is one big fuck
then death is love.
Death is love.
X me out.
Yeah, X me out.
Play with blades.
Play with blades.
Play with blades.
Play with blades.
When you play with blades
you get cut - but not us.
We get new skin that does not feel.
Death is love that Slippies steal back.
Back.
Back.
Back.
Back.
Back.
Back.
Back.
Death is love.
Death is love.
Death is love.
Death is love.
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4. |
I Want To Kill
02:00
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Got so high sitting in the shower.
Pulling every petal of this rigid flower.
She loves me. She loves me not.
She loves me. She loves me not.
She loves me but I want to kill.
Drank all day and drank all night.
I drank all day and I feel alright.
She loves me. She loves me not.
She loves me. She loves me not.
She loves me but I want to kill.
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5. |
Negative Drunk
03:02
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"Shut your fucking mouth," he said
then he fell down the well to Nowhere.
I heard his last screams,
or I assumed, his last screams.
His feet scraped the walls on his way down.
Then he landed with a splash and a moan
that sent shivers up my spine.
When up from from the bottom,
through a mouth of broken teeth,
he told me to tell you, "Fuck you. Die.".
So fuck you.
Die.
Fuck you.
Die.
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6. |
No Shame
02:44
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Get down with no shame.
The death mask is there to wear.
I wear it.
Beat shoes and sidewalks too.
The asphalt bares cool canals that lead you.
Feel your sap burn black.
All love and dull smiles.
Everything illusion is everything permitted.
So go bare your teeth in hopes
of some some fun tonight.
The body as an ocean,
as a nothing phrase.
as crystal love,
as nothing love.
has all smiles armed.
Get down with no shame.
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7. |
Dead Scene Politics
02:31
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This is a different kind of love
where we're spitting in your eyes and
you don't... no you don't have a clue,
but we share in this social contract.
I've learned to burn.
Oh, I've learned to burn.
I've learned to turn off and open up
in front of people that I know
because there are people I don't know
who don't know the people that I know.
So I strum this dumb guitar
and I scream my moron throat hoarse
in hopes there is something I can do
that is not what I do not want to do.
I've learned to burn.
Oh, I've learned to burn.
I've learned to burn.
Oh, I've learned to burn.
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8. |
Look Into My Eyes
03:13
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You looked into my eyes.
You looked into my eyes and then you lied.
You left your picture by the mirror.
I guess everyone needs reminders
and you have reminded me.
You looked into my eyes.
You looked into my eyes and then you lied.
We went downstairs to argue by the
washing machine and the dryer
and you divided me.
This is the last one.
This is the last one.
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9. |
Gimme Yr Liquid Chi
04:09
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10. |
Milk and Honey
01:55
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Beautiful monster, we've come to know you.
Stunned by a smile
we've turned inches into miles.
We slit your throat because we were thirsty.
Took what we could get for summer happy.
When the pulse comes calling
and the moon is howling
these eyes are swollen
with a good idea we have.
Beautiful monster, we've come to know you.
Stunned by a smile
we've turned inches into miles.
We'll slit your throat when we are thirsty.
There is a hole to milk and honey.
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11. |
Wolf Tickets
02:22
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I've been rolling down stairs all day
but hey...
Now it's Thursday night at the Ragged Jawbone.
Spit on the floor and a busted payphone.
In a corner booth I will set down some roots
for a while... for a while.
Please avoid my eye.
I'm handing out wolf tickets all night.
My dance card is empty.
I'll teach you the steps.
I'm feeling real friendly so let's be best friends.
I'm handing out wolf tickets all night.
I've shined up my shoes just for you
to turn your pale white a blue.
This skin is stretched across these knuckles too.
Don't make me do what we both know I'll do.
Please avoid my eye.
I'm handing out wolf tickets all night.
My dance card is empty.
I'll teach you the steps.
I'm feeling real friendly so let's be best friends.
I'm handing out wolf tickets all night.
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12. |
Alright
01:52
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Alright!
Gonna get drunk. Gonna be sick.
Jail time at a 9:00-5:00.
The pain in my head.
The bloody knife tip.
The only way I know I'm alive.
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
Eat shit man, I'm a mess.
I don't hear a word you say.
Baby when you wear that dress.
Go ahead right now.
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
Alright!
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13. |
New Teeth
03:07
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There were stars on our skins.
Floating naked in the water.
Toes curled up.
Warmth fills the womb.
All sons and daughters under a sun
that looked like Jesus in that moment.
We've got smiles for miles.
We've got light to consume.
We've got homes light years away
and families with inky black souls.
There was blood on our breath
as laughter bounced around the canyon.
Sharpening our new teeth
on the bones of your fathers.
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14. |
Rococo
01:41
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Pink and White, they must die.
Candy dreams of salon fires.
Oh, I'm so tired.
Oh, I'm so tired.
I fill this head with question marks
whenever I feel down.
Because your answers seem so soft.
Just frowns turned right side round.
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15. |
Tex Watson
03:10
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I see it and I want it:
a bottle blonde, mascara.
Just some sweet hipped sunshine.
A tanned midriff so inclined.
Some things left to settle.
Pig's things are made of metal.
More skin, spit slick for painting.
My elevation's degrading.
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
I see it and I want it:
a bottle blonde, mascara.
Just some sweet hipped sunshine.
A tanned midriff so inclined.
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
I'm a lover.
I'm a finger on the hand of the No God.
No Love and No Heaven sent Tex Watson.
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
Tex Watson
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16. |
Last Man Here Now
06:00
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