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1. Serve the Servants |
Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old
Self-appointed judges judge
More than they have sold
If she floats then she is not
a witch like we had though
A down payment on another
One at Salem's Lot
Serve the servants - oh no (x3)
Serve the servants -
That legendary divorce is such a bore...
As my bones grew it did hurt
They hurt really bad
I tried hard to have a father
But instead I had a dad
I just want you to know that I
don't hate you anymore
There is nothing I could say
That I haven't thought before
Serve the servants - oh no (x3)
Serve the servants -
That legendary divorce is such a bore
(Guitar solo)
Serve the servants - oh no (x6)
Serve the servants -
That legendary divorce is such a bore...
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2. Scentless Apprentice |
Like most babies smell like butter
His smell smelled like no other
He was born scentless and senseless
He was born a scentless apprentice
aaaaaaaaaa! Go away!
Go away!(x2)
Every wet nurse refused to feed him
Electrolytes smell like semen
I promise not to sell your perfume secrets
There are countless formulas for pressing flowers
aaaaaaaaaa! Go away!
Go away!(x2)
aaaaaaaa!
[Guitar Solo]
I lie in soil and fertilize mushrooms
Leaking out gas fumes are made into perfume
You can't fire me because I quit
Throw me in the fire and I won't throw a fit
aaaaaaaaaa! Go away!
Go away!(x5)
Go awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhy!
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3. Heart-Shaped Box |
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
...your advice
Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
...your advice
(Guitar solo)
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
...your advice
your advice
your advice
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4. Rape me |
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one
Hate me
Do it again again
Waste me
Rape me, my friend
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one... I
I'm not the only one
Rape me (Rape me) (x9)
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5. Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle |
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to hear that you're asking whenever you get your way
It's so soothing to know that you'll sue me - this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad (x3)
In her false witness, hope you're still with us, to see if they float or drown
Our favor patient, a display of patience, disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire and burn all the liars in a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad (x3)
(Guitar solo)
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to hear that you're asking whenever you get your way
It's so soothing to know that you'll sue me - this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad (x3)
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6. Dumb |
I'm not like them But I can pretend
The sun is gone But I have a light
The day is done And I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy (x3)
My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Let me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover (x4)
Skin the sun, fall asleep
Wish away, soul is cheap
Lesson learned, wish me luck
Soothe the burn, wake me up
I'm not like them But I can pretend
The sun is gone But I have a light
The day is done And I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy (x3)
I think I'm dumb (x12)
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7. Very Ape |
I'm buried to my neck in cotradictionary flies
I take pride as the king of illiterature
I'm very ape and very nice
If you ever need anything please don't
Hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm to busy acting like I'm not naive
I seen it all and I was here first
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the dirt
If you ever need anything please don't
Hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm to busy acting like I'm not naive
I seen it all and I was here first
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the ground
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into to dirt
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8. Milk It |
I am my own parasite
I don't need a host to live
We can feed off of each other
We can share our endorphins
Doll, Steak! Test meat!
Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight, I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
I own my own pet virus
I get to pet and name her
Her milk is my shit
My shit is her milk
Test meat! Doll steak!
Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight, I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
(Guitar solo)
Doll steak! Test meat!
Look on the bright side suicide
Lost eyesight, I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
Protector of the kennel
Ecto-plasma, ecto-skeletal
Obituary birthday
Your scent is still here
In my place of recovery
She had a moist vagina
I've been tickling the circumference
I've been sucking the walls of her anus
Marijuana
I preferred her to any other
Marijuana (x4)
She had a moist vagina
I prefer her to any other
Marijuana (x11)
Ahh... yeah
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.....
(He moans for about a minute)
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9. Pennyroyal Tea |
I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture
Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
I'm anemic royalty
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh eternally
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm a liar and a thief
Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
I'm anemic royalty
(Guitar solo)
I'm on warm milk and laxative
Cherry-flavored antacids
Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
I'm anemic royalty
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10. Radio Friendly Unit Shifter |
(? Hello, in the afternoon?)
Use just once and destroy
An invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Stopped without your skeleton key
I love you for what I am not
Do not want what I have got
A blank acne'd with cigarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
What is wrong with me?(x3)
Nothing to do with what you think
If you ever think at all
Bipolar opposites attract
All of a sudden my water broke
I love you for what I am not
Do not want what I have got
A blank acne'd with cigarette burns
Second rate third degree burns
What is wrong with me?(x2)
What do I think I think?
Hate your enemies
Save, save your friends
Find, find your place
Speak, speak the truth
What is wrong with me?(x3)
What do I think I think?
(Radio noises solo)
Use just once and destroy
An invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Stopped without your skeleton key
What is wrong with me?(x3)
What do I think I think?
What is wrong with me?(x3)
What do I think I think?
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11. Tourette's |
..."Moderate Rock"...
May day, every day, is my day!
Could've had a heart attack, my heart!
He don't know heads or tales, my heart!
We all want something fair, my heart...
Hey!...hey! heeeeeeeey! hey! heeeeey!
Out of town, out of fire, is my eyes!
He don't know heads or tales, my heart!
One more at the phone, my eyes!
One more, at the phone, my heart!Hey!...hey!...heeeeeeeeeey!
Mean heart! Cold heart! Cold heart! Cold heart! Cold heart! Cold heart!
Cold heart! Cold heart.......heeeeeeeey...
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12. All Apologies |
What else should I be?
All apologies
What else could I say?
Everyone is gay
What else should I write?
I don't have the right
What else should I be?
All apologies
In the sun, in the sun
I feel as one
In the sun, in the sun
I'm married
Buried
I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything's my fault
I'll take all the blame
Aqua seafome shame
Sunburn with freezer burn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy
In the sun, in the sun
I feel as one
In the sun, in the sun
I'm married
Buried
Married
Buried
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All in all is all we are (x22)
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13. Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip |
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
that you're only supposed to use once and then discard.
Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend.
My shyness, pet her flow.
She's only been five months late,
even though we haven't had sex for a week.
A meal a day, a meal, I say.
And my heart's made my....
Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis.
She was tied up in chains, and Sam had helped her in the freezer.
She's only five weeks late,
and I haven't had a date forever...
ever...ever...forever!
Wish I had more...more opportunity,
more chances to remember some things
so I couldn't have so much pressure on my...
on my...on my, um...ah, on my...um...um...head.
(Guitar solo)
We'd have so much more diversity,
and so much more input, so much more creative flow,
if we had someone in school, a (GIT)...
GIT...geeks...in...town.
Ha!...Come on, Dave, think of one...
Girls In Trouble
It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels
No, GWC
fuck, man, this is a waste of time!
(laughs) One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!
(Guitar Solo)
You're personally responsible for...
the entire strip...to be washed away...
cleansed...as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
flowed through the strip and were set on fire.
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight.
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom,
and his...silk...
and he...he erected a beautiful city...
a city of stars.
(Guitar solo)
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