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Ed Gein's Etsy
04:02
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To find a pair of earrings made of human bone
I know where to shop, I know where to go
Shade of lamp, Skin of man
I know where, I know where
Ed Gein's Etsy
I've got something special for you to wear
Something that no one else will ever have
Something nice for you to wear
When craft turns into crime, when craft turns into crime
Sell her, sell him
Ed Gein's Etsy
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Nadia
04:13
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Lips full of potential
She's got me in a knot
A human pretzel
And she's the salt
I'm so thirsty and she's a tall glass of water
To crawl inside of you, to crawl inside of you
And lay down for a while
To bask in the exile... from me.
Nadia, how's it feel to be like you?
Now I feel just like you.
Through your eyes I see strange people that I used to know
It's just like that episode of The Twilight Zone
If I'm in your body where did you go?
You're probably at home all alone on my couch watching The Twilight Zone
I might pretend I'm trapped here 'cause I don't wanna go
I hope you like my cat and my apartment 'cause I'm never coming home
Please tell my mom I love her and my father
I hope you'll be, no, I know you'll be an excellent daughter
She's so thirsty and I'm a tall glass of water
She's so thirsty and I'm a tall... glass
Nadia, how's it feel to be like me?
Now you feel just like me.
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Tom Waits For No One
03:26
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I'm 31 years old and I still don't wanna go.
Hey dad can you call me into work today?
I have an extreme case of "not wanting to sit and stare at a screen all day"
Pushing pixels for the man
My teeth are rot so I need this dental plan
I'm just another corpse in queue
But so are you
A break room for the souls
Who need some time alone
And the workers can't go home
Until they've spent all their bones
Time waits for... no one
Remember when Lauryn Hill's character's mom in the movie Sister Act II said "Music doesn't pay the bills." and "Music doesn't put food on the table." Well, she was right.
Learn to play guitar
And get a free drink at the bar
And aint it a shame no one likes your band
And you tried so hard
A break room for the souls
Who need some time alone
And the workers can't go home
Until they've spent all their bones
Time waits for... no one
I'm ashamed
I'm afraid
That I'm so lame
And time won't wait for me to get it together
Now I'm losing my mind, Now I'm losing my job
Now my cat is dying, and my car's been robbed
All my funds are waning and the man's complaining
Who am I fooling? My man is gone.
Time waits for... no one
I'm getting older and I'm so afraid to die
Maybe I should quit smoking, maybe I should start taking vitamins
Maybe I should move to the country and start a family, a real nice family
Eat some fucking peaches and shit I don't know
Or maybe I should listen to Frankie... and relax
Or move to Hollywood.
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Lazy Looker
03:17
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Strangers in the same apartment
Is that what we've become just room mates?
We share the same cutting board
And I think you're ready to cut me off with the internet
And start reading books about blowing glass
And I was always careful with your cutlery
And you know me I'm rather clumsy
With knives and self-esteem
With knives and self-esteem
I have none left, I'm getting older
And I wanted to grow old with you
But sometimes I can't get what I want
So I'll leave it up to you
So you asked if I needed a hand
To carry my stuff down to the van
And I said "No thanks I need the excercise"
So I can find another man.
But I'm a lazy looker
And I know I won't find shit
And if I'm destined for boredom
Then so be it.
I'm pretty good at pacing down the pavement
And wasting gasoline
And shuffling through the stations to find a song
That reminds me of what we used to be
And I'm so sorry for wasting all your time
Even vaseline couldn't free me from this bind
And if you want to be free you must leave this soul behind
So you asked if you could hold my hand
If we could start over again
But I've already packed the van
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Black Market Penicillin
02:22
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Hot Nort, top floor, bring cash
Stale sheets, clean ice, no phone
Knock twice, knock twice, get back
Back stairs, small bills, no names.
Black market penicillin, meet me at the Hot Nort
Black market penicillin, meet me at the Mill Ho
Back stairs, small bills, no phone
Pink pills, small can, go home
Get well, get well, get back
Hot Nort, top floor, bring cash
Take 2 twice a day with a glass of water
Supplement with a decent probiotic
Stop taking if your skin turns red
Cause you could be allergic and end up dying
Black market penicillin, meet me at the Hot Nort
Black market penicillin, meet me at the Mill Ho
Hot Nort, top floor, bring cash
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3737 N. Clark St.
03:03
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The painting on the wall
At the hospital
This acrylic woman won't let me get no sleep at all
And all the nurses in the hall agree that he has lost his mind
He kept repeating this address
And clutching his stomach
He kept repeating this address
It seemed so cryptic
A combination of 4 numbers
Whispered in a certain way
He tells his daughter everyday
Why won't you just take me
3737 N. Clark St.
And all he wanted was a dog
One Chicago-style dog
One last dog before he's gone
Now, Just put me in the car
Won't even wear my seatbelt
'cause I live for danger
You know me I'm a red hots man
Born and raised in Chicago land
Just hold the ketchup
Poppy seed bun
Electric green relish
And extra pickle
Nananananana
Drag it through the garden
Drag it through the garden
3737 N. Clark St.
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7. |
Gorilla Days
05:05
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The band played loud on Wendy Way
In Dorothy's room on Demon days
Strum to strike a feeling, Strum to strike a feeling
We were so depressed, a teenage mess
And all those songs we sang together were so out of tune
But what I wouldn't give to be back there in that old bedroom
And those were the best times of our lives
Memories that I can't set aside
I'll love you all until the day I die
And all these years they will go by and I still think of you sometimes
We Graduate
In our cars we'd drive for miles not going anywhere
In our cars we'd drive for miles not going anywhere
And sometimes I go back there, sometimes I go back there
But it's all changed, the people are so strange and we are all strangers now in the end
And those were the best times of our lives
Memories that I can't set aside
I'll love you all until the day I die
And all these years they will go by and I still think of you sometimes
Do you ever think of me?
We were young, we were young
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8. |
Platybill Duckpuss
03:06
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We took a vacation to Europe
We flew into Paris then hopped a train to
Rome made stops along the way
the Alps were beautiful the food was so inspired
When we got home we wish we had stayed
Just one more week the people were so friendly
Now we're back it seems like everything we eat
is made of enriched wheat flour
(ya's and no's)
I'm gonna need a couple days to think about it
Gonna need a couple days to think about it
Need a couple days, need a couple days, need a couple days
We went so see a show at the Hideout
A couple weeks ago, we thought that the
First two bands were better than the headliner
or as we call it the band that played last
It's not that they were bad we just felt
some of their songs lacked a bit of focus
And they should spend more time looking at their hands
and concentrating on their tones.
(ya's and no's)
I'm gonna need a couple days to think about it
Gonna need a couple days to think about it
Need a couple days, need a couple days need a couple days
Sometimes I wonder why we have to be so loud
Our jokes are funny but they don't always make us proud
Yet still we scream em so they can hear em in the clouds
It keeps us pleasant while we wait here on the ground.
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9. |
Post Apocalyptic Casino
05:18
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In the year 2066
When all the plants have died
and there's no oxygen left
I only have enough to last me for 3 more days
But there's always the casino
In the war of 2057 alien lifeforms descended upon us with advanced weaponry even the U.S. government couldn't describe
The forests were scorched, the lakes were sucked dry
And a select colony of us was unlucky enough to survive
Now I'll tell you where I've got to go
To breathe...
I gambled myself down to 4 hours left of oxygen
But I think, I have a feeling I'm about to have a lucky streak
I think I have a feeling that maybe I could win it all and live forever
I need a queen, I need a queen
To reign
I need a king, I need a king
To reign
Now I'll tell you where I've got to go
To breathe...
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