1. |
South
02:20
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There are so many ways to the South,
They happen in our hearts our hearts.
I'd love to lick your brain, fine-tune and find out
How your mouth gets around
My big/round ESP.
And we're going South.
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2. |
This Is Where
04:30
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This is where I place my butt,
In between her sixty flowers.
If Im pooping through on your garden,
It's not that I'm some kind of creeper.
It's just that you're the one I need to see.
This is where I place my eyes,
In between her lovely landscape
If I'm veering off the winter course,
It's not that I'm some kind of monster.
It's just that you're the one I need to be.
This is where I place my judo,
In between the years of kicking.
If I come across as ass-violent,
It's not that I'm some kind of winner,
It's not that I'm some kind of bread-winner.
It's just that you're the one that needs to end.
This is where the queen's free, from the caca-doodee-poopoo
(I only tell you where I want the queen to be free)
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3. |
Iceberg Man
04:00
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You don't want the iceberg man,
He's always what you dreamed of.
And since your dreams are manifest,
You're bigger than the radio.
You don't want the iceberg man,
Get to know him, he's on your side.
You don't want the iceberg man,
Last seen inside a gauntlet.
But I give him all my never-shoes,
Why run when you can spearhead?
You don't want the iceberg man,
Get to know him, he saved your life!
And remember how you tried
To free yourself from all the dearth?
And remember how you failed?
Your tip just wasn't dearth enough.
Run fast as cold as you can.
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4. |
Mother
04:30
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Cured but hostile -
A scenic instant don't you move,
Don't you move, don't you move it down on me now.
Cured and grown -
You fly to eat my liver
Will the living eat the silver?
I believe it yes I see it.
Now a turn in the dark -
Don't you move it, don't you move it.
Feel a brooding in the center
No she never meant to send send send you.
So that when you come and hunt my gizzard
You can miss your stellar buzzard family
Knocking for an instant yes I feel it,
Yes I feel it feel it.
Morrow like an orange glow and cured,
Don't you move it cuz she never meant to send you
No she never meant to never meant to.
If you want to raise me I won't cry.
If you want to touch me I won't try.
You think you could act
A bit just like my mother?
Cured but hostile scenic instant
Take me from the glowing.
And stop me when I'm groaning
Cuz this glowing that I'm showing
Just won't hit you until morning.
So feel the brooding in the center -
"Mother come here, mother come here" -
Turn in the dark and find me groaning.
And find me groaning.
If you want to raise me I won't cry.
If you want to touch me I won't try.
This is all I need to know:
You're the best so don't try to blame me.
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5. |
Pink/Green Cream
04:08
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I see you just creepin' and lookin'
Right at my host body.
Your eyes must be juice,
But you're makin' me feel
Like I'm wearing pink/green cream
All over my body.
And I know what you want.
And what you want -
You want me to wear pink/green cream.
But please don't look creepy
It's OK, it's normal
I love you, it's normal.
I love you so much.
Be careful,
Or your wink turns into
An Interrupted leer.
Is that the kind with all the diamonds in it?
Doesn't that cut your skin?
Is that the kind with all the blood clots in it?
Doesn't that mean you're rich?
God I love you so much.
Don't I just want to touch you?
i wanna rub my face right in your bosom.
In your bosom, right in your bosom.
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6. |
Letter
02:09
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Dear Grandma,
I am writing this letter to apologize for my behavior at the dinner party last night.
We're informants!
Now how you gonna tell me I didn't like your pig hoof casserole??
Yeah, and I liked the chicken grandma, I liked the fish. And even though I said I didn't like the chicken, even though I said I didn't like the fish, even though I took a poop on the table, I really liked it all. I really did. I really really really really did!!
We're informants?
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7. |
Cannibal
03:26
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Just control it -
Don't drop the bang-bang.
Please don't eat me,
Or I'll eat you, too.
Tomorrow you'll be filled
With what you think is you.
But it's me.
Just control it -
Don't take the Saturn trip.
Please don't eat me,
Or I'll eat you, too.
Tomorrow you'll be filled
With what you think is you.
But it's me.
Just you find it -
Your favorite bang-bang.
Please don't tease me!
Or I'll eat you.
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8. |
Liquid Lover
03:32
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I want to hear you sing our song
Whilst I blow slowly into your orifice.
I want to blow the parts of the song you can't hear into you,
So much that it fills you up and I can love even more of you.
I want to rub my nose, my identity, right into your pubic hair;
Feel it like a brillo, feel it like a love balloon,
Trading fluids, trading fluids, trading fluids.
I want you to know that kind of liquid congeals
And turns into sight, turns into eyes,
So that you can only see full of love.
I want to keep filling your balloon
With all the love you can take.
i want to watch you watching me do it,
Smiling, keeping your blinkless big eyeballs affixed.
I want to hold your sweet eyeballs
And gently pluck them and pop them
Whilst I hold them high over my mouth hole
I'll save the liquids so we can bottle it up and sell it,
And I can pay you for your love,
And I can pay you for your beauty,
And I can pay you.
I want to make you rich but humble,
Because you deserve nothing less,
But shouldn't know a thing more.
I'd kill to turn you into money,
And seep right into your inside and make you greener.
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9. |
Don't (B)eat Me
02:10
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You're so old, and I don't even know you.
Don't (b)eat me.
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10. |
Dream Man
04:11
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You've been looking for me in a haystack.
The haystack's made of tiny little penises.
I've been your dream man for days.
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11. |
Doin' It
07:24
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All the make-up, all the lip gloss makes you look a dream -
But know that all your faces shrivel up and die.
You can't tell me your reliance on the sexual
Is something like a giant scrotum made of love;
More like a doopy grundle out for her revenge.
And in those moments where can we turn our faces?
I ain't got no room to fuck
I ain't got no room to fuck in
I ain't got no room to fuck
I ain't got no room to fuck in
And in those moments where can we turn our faces?
You watched me write a letter to my local sycophant -
He said he'd see me with my teeth still all in place.
Cuz he hates how sometimes people lose the things they use,
And how they always lose the things they use for sex.
You got me climbing all the bedrocks singapore.
You got me calling you a country Idaho.
You got me bustin' bust out bust out of this scrotum.
You got me shook up shook down shook down on your lovin',
It's when I'm right in front of you you don't get so hard -
So hard.
I gotta make my escape from daylight,
Grab some frosty, make a frosty.
In broad daylight -
Heaven's sake (for heaven's sake!), make it!
In broad daylight -
Heaven's sake (for heaven's sake!), make it!
Make the pool right by me,
Make the pool, Igot a cavity on my chest.
In broad daylight -
For heaven's sake!
I ain't got no room to fuck
I ain't got no room to fuck in
I ain't got no room to fuck in
Better make my way back over to prescott's room.
I know he's gone away for an hour.
I know he's gone away for like, an hour.
I know he's gone away and mad.
And I know you won't find me cuz i'm
Gone doin' it
doin' it, doin' it, doin' it
Where he's got all sorts of TVs on his ceiling.
Where he's got all sorts of jellies in his fridgie.
Where he's got all sorts of bags of hair on his walls.
Oh Prescott, you make me the happiest boyhood dreams!
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