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I put your stuff out on the porch
(letting it slide)
You pissed in your pants and put out the torch
(letting it slide)
You splattered the bathroom with your hair dye
(letting it slide)
Im kicking you out and you know why

Dont wanna drown

Dont wanna be found

This is not my destiny

Oh yeah

Down in north Hollywood
There's a guy with long hair
He's really, really nice
But we had a problem

Andre, I'm sorry

The key is stuck in the lock

I suppose I should say a few words here
Let it all out
Try to let it all out

I like the sign with the blinking light
I like the sign it makes me feel alright
I like the lights yeah, they're soothing me
I like the lights when they get blurry

Ill drink bitter wine

Ill eat humble pie

Ill do all this

For some peace

They can't make things worse for me
Sometimes I'd rather die
They can tell me lots of things
But I can't see eye to eye
I know they know the way I think
I know they always will
But Someday I'm gonna change my mind
Sometimes I'd rather kill

I've got my broomstick, baby
I've got my paperback novel
I'm gonna lay right here
And I ain't gonna grovel

What's the use of lying?
I won't believe you
What's the use of crying?

She wakes up wet in a shower stall

Sewn together, bangs her head on a wall

She goes hitchhiking at 3 a.m.

Bruised and bloody, does it over again

Wah wah one and one is two
We got a drama
I’m watching TV and I don’t need you
Bring on the drama
I’ll tell you something and you know it’s true
You’re full of drama
My piss is yellow and the sky is blue
We got a drama

Glade told her ma, "home scene's lame."
"I gotta go into town, blow some steam at the rock show."
Sneak through the back door and head for the pit
And then some drunk stupid bruiser started giving her shit!

Rednecks on parade
"Don't cross my line!" says Everglade
Everglade.

Her glance hits me like lightning
I heard that girl is fast and frightening
Dirty hair and a laugh that's mean
Her neighbors call her an evil machine

She's fast, she's lean
She's frightening
She's fast, she's lean

Liars, losers, coming at me
What I need is sanctuary
Minding my own business, getting in my face
Violating my personal space

Freak magnet, jerk appeal
Freak magnet, jerk appeal

I’ve got word of thanks
Thanks that I’d like to say
For the rage that I feel
The rage that I feel today

Gotta stack, gotta stack
Stack of chips on my shoulder
In everything I do ’cause I made, I made

What's up with what's going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan
They've got us in the palm of every hand

When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said

Taime is a rock star
Just like me
Everyone loves him
Just like me
They all think he's punk
Just like me
Smack how he picks it up
So where's your dignity?

I know your scared and little uptight
Things just have not been right
Be alright, it'll be alright
We're gonna have fun tonight, yeah
My little one
A lot of shit is on your mind
Blow it off there ain't much time
The road is rocky and painfully slow

We're livin' large in our own little way
We're livin large and we don't get paid
We're livin' large in our own little way
Got some lemons, make some kickass lemonade
We're livin' large, and we got a lot
We're livin' large, a certain je ne sais quoi
We're livin' large and we got a lot
What they call a certain je ne sais quoi

come on over,is getting too late...
is time to fish,no time to cut bait
foolish passion,you inspire...
with your kind of trouble,I'll never tire

(chorus)

Monster.....(monster in me)

One, a two, a two

I took a walk in the park
It was scary and dark
And I looked up at the moon
And I wasn't afraid
I wasn't afraid

stranded in the streets of san francisco
a rust car pulled along side of me
i looked behind the wheel
and i started to squeal
an idol's face was staring at me

don't preach to me
Mr. integrity

Non existent Patricia
Room 426
Non existent Patricia
Does not exist

Non existent Patricia
Melts into the walls
Was she at the party?

Been dry long enough.
My brain and body need some abuse.
Rake me over the coals,
and I'll try to think of an excuse.
I'll set a goal, and it won't be hard.
Hit every bar on the boulevard.
Bad idea. Yeah, your probably right.
But I won't be a designated driver tonight.

I've just 'bout had enough
I'm drowning from too much stuff
I get scared when the telephone rings
Someone complaining about one more thing

One more thing
Yeah it's one more thing
One more thing to put in line

What's up with what's going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan
They've got us in the palm of every hand

When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said

What's up with what's going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan
They've got us in the palm of every hand

When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said

Pretend We're Dead
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What's up with what's going down
in every city, in every town
crampin' styles is the plan
they got us in the palm of every hand

I'm saving my piss in a jar
This depression has gone too far
I'm lying here in bed
Am i alive or am i dead

I'm questioning my sanity

The paint chips are kicking in

I met a skinhead named Scrap
He lived in my friend's garage
Everyday he's shaking that spray paint can
And comes out seeing stars

Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
Until your mind starts to gel
Cuz the ball in the can

I am sick of her attacks
Can't help but I've fallen back
I believe in what she says
I rent space in her head

She has eyes made for crying

When she can't lie to get approved

Welcome the first lady to try and qualify in an NHRA-dragster competition ~ Shirley Muldowney!

Feels so real
Crushing the steering wheel
How many times
Must we toe this line
Halting me
Is a fantasy

Bill collectors called today.
(Shove!)
I.R.S. is on my pay.
(Shove!)
My boss says I should comb my hair.
(Shove!)
My father thinks that I'm nowhere.

I put your stuff out on the porch - lettin' you slide
You pissed in your pants and put out the torch - lettin' you slide
You splattered the bathroom with your hair dye - lettin' you slide
I'm a kickin' you out and you know why

Yeah, i been letting you slide
You been along for the ride

I'm good at feeling bad
I'm even better at feeling worse
Some would say life is a charm
I'm convinced it is a curse
Yeah yeah i'm stuck here again
I've learned to make
Bad situations my friend
It starts all over

Last night i had a dream
It scared the shit out of me
'Cause you were dying
Yeah you were dying

And everyone was around
And you were on the ground
And everyone was around

I still get angry
I still get sad
And the losers still drive me mad
And I wonder
If I have anything to say anymore
Oh yeah I wonder if I have anything to say
Except the masses are asses
They’re all asses

You and me, we just fit
I'm addicted and I can't quit

You and me 'till the wheels fall off

You're enough to make me hot
What we got can't be bought

Wargasm wargasm one, two, three
Tie a yellow ribbon around the amputee
Masturbate watch it on TV
Crocodile tears for the refugee

Wargasm wargasm one, two, three
Smutty bloody pictures, ecstacy
Blue balls waiting impatiently

Меньше слов я стараюсь кидать тебе в сторону
Посмотри с кем я делю тебя по равну
Не в моих силах понять тебя снова
Но я попытаюсь стереть все из памяти
Чтобы начать все по новой
Просто забей и тяни этот повод
Без криков и ругани
Без каких-либо глупостей

Проснулась утром, моя майка на тебе
Я снова дикий, посмотри в глаза ты мне
Ты так мечтала быть с мной, наедине
Но я не знал, и всё равно забрал к себе

Я показался для тебя плохим
Подруги врут, что я кретин
Ты со мной, и всех посылай к чёрту

мы улетим с тобой навечно ,далеко за город,
будем летать вдвоем забыв про скандалы и ссоры.
ты под моим крылом ,наши сердца нам светят вдаль,
и будто с неба кто то шепчет мне не улетай.

я не послушный ,ты знаешь ,как никто другой,
мне нужно просто посмотреть в глаза ,где пылает огонь.
и небо снова станет идеалом для моих стихов,

Whats up with what's going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan.
They've got us in the palm of every hand.

When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said