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1. "Meatplow" Robert DeLeo, Dean DeLeo 3:37
2. "Vasoline" R. DeLeo, D. DeLeo, Weiland, Eric Kretz 2:56
3. "Lounge Fly" R. DeLeo 5:18
4. "Interstate Love Song" R. DeLeo 3:14
5. "Still Remains" R. DeLeo, D. DeLeo 3:33
6. "Pretty Penny" D. DeLeo 3:42
7. "Silvergun Superman" R. DeLeo, D. DeLeo 5:16
8. "Big Empty" D. DeLeo 4:54

01. Intro
02. Crackerman
03. Vasoline
04. Tumble In The Rough
05. Wicked Garden
06. Sin
07. Big Empty
08. Sour Girl

My friend Blue he runs the show
With hot pink purple china glow
His family trees are molded
no longer grows in summer
He holds it closer lets it go
Picks a fruit but keeps it whole
Can't keep the submarining
Can't keep the light from fading

And so I know, it's begun again
Never be the same, and with that I said
Never ever be this way again
Hold on till the end (campfire girls make me feel alright)
(Campfire girls make me feel alright)

Like it's the last hello
Whirlwinds and rollercoasters

you don't look but you kick me
you can't feel but you hit me
you can't live with the way I pray

why we all have to look this way
I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain

time, time is not on my side

I've got a girlfriend, she goes to art school
I've got a art school girlfriend, yeah
I've got a girlfriend, she's got a girlfriend
We've got a girlfriend, and she's gotta go

She left her home from sweet Alabama
Rose, Alabama for the city, New York City, yeah
She left her home from sweet Alabama

She lives in a bungalow
She kills me with rosegarden thorns
She waits for me
My love is unusual
It’s painted with roses and thorns
With her I’m complete

She lives by the wall

Lovely disguise
Read between the lines
You rock the magic plane with no abbreviation
Three
Four
You sell what you bought
And there ain’t no magic pen
To get back what you lost

[Verse 1]
Drivin' faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
Falling faster in my car...

[Hook]

When you're fed up and lonely
And nothing else seems to matter really
I'll be here waiting for the
Black cloud to leave you
I'll be here to hold your hand
When you're tired and lonely

She can't eat

I'd like to sing a story for you
Here's what I'd sing if I could impress you
Hear me can you hear me?
Hear me can you hear me?
Hear me can you hear me now?

You've got to be the prettiest girl
I've ever witnessed in the whole world

Tar and feathers hide your feelings
If you even know the meaning
Your high road is overrated
You left your guru out there hangin'

Don't stay
Don't stay

Kickin' as I'm tryin' to sleep
I got the mud beaneath my shoes
Rubber band, rubberband
Gun in hand, gun in hand
I wanna use

Roamin', roamin', roam
Get away, gotta get away

Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin' under house
Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
All's I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme

Oh Mars-1 Juxtapose
Swine flu Sally's
Neon nose grows
Like a life like Pinocchio

Everybody now is just trying to avoid it
Newsman Tom is trying to exploit it
I know a cure to stop the fear and a little rock'n'roll

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me
'cause I'm dead & bloated

I am smellin' like the rose

Pleased to meet you
Nice to know me
What's the message?
Will ya show me?
I've been waiting
A long time, now
Now here's the answer
You're all mine now

Loud talk, dumb love, lacerator
Come and touch
Bleed to feel, feel to f**k
Keep ya comin', comin' back for more

Alcohol, it's a lie, stimulate a needle in your eye
Let it bleed, blow your mind
Touched myself, nearly went blind

(S. Weiland)

Torment the tortured, teach me things
I'm so alive
Speak to the speechless
you have inside

You can hunt for the hunter

I'm freely standing
On my own
Or am I falling
In a river cold?
Those friends always ask me
Saying "How you been?"
Well I've seen somber days

Alright alright alright come on
Alright alright alright come on
Alright alright alright come on
Alright alright alright come on

Strange, strange, strange, it's a dichotomy
But it was never quite weird
Or quite normal for me

You're on the outside
You're lookin' in
You're takin' pictures of what you never been
So kill to kill
So ya wanna die?
You're burnin' slowly - with seven lives

Blow up the bitch with the firecracker smile

Less conversation
No moral obligation
To tell me how you feeling tonight, right
Minds over racin'
Visions got me shakin'
Motor station changing your mind
Mind, mind, mind

I got you
But it's the craving for the good life
That sees me through trouble times
When my mind begins to wander to the spoon

And I got you
Because you're there to bend and nurture me through these
Troubled times

Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
For what I read between the lines,
Your lies.
Feelin' like a hand in rusted shame
So do you laugh or does it cry?
Reply?

Leavin' on a southern train

Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
She hides because she don't know nothin', don't know nothin' anymore
She keeps a funny face it's locked and bagged it's just outside the door

She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face
She doesn't know her name

No you don't get
No you don't want it
No you don't get it, no

No you don't get
No you don't want it
No you don't get it, no

Rise and shine, Clementine
There is something about you
Do you think you can dance
'Cause I'm willing to stay, fade away
And ride along
Sing a song, make it long
'Cause there's nothing without you
All I need is a chance

My life is over
Over since the night she died
I sit, I sigh, I weep
I'm dying, dying, dying in deep pain
This time it'll make a difference now
This time it'll make a difference now
This pain, I think it only gets deep regret
And where I'm going I don't know now

I broke the breadline
Nobody knows
I walked the frontline
Still got far to go

I mixed the water
I drank the water
I broke the breadline

And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where ya going to tomorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
Would you even care?

And I feel it
And I feel it

Have you seen your mother girl?
has she gone away?
gone away and found the pearl
but the price she paid
gone
when you wake in the morning
gone
when you find that there's no one sleeping

Regenerate the impoverished souls
That echo you
Bleed to feed the masses
Soup line two times two

They got your picture from the
Sunday Plain Dealer that listed you
(Dead)

I am, I am, I am
I said I wanna get next to you
I said I gonna get close to you
You wouldn't want me have to hurt you too, hurt you too?

I ain't, I ain't, I ain't
A buyin' into your apathy
I'm gonna learn ya my philosophy

I am, I am, I am
I said I wanna get next to you
I said I gonna get close to you
You wouldn't want me have to hurt you too, hurt you too ?

I ain't, I ain't, I ain't
A buyin' into your apathy
I'm gonna learn ya my philosophy

She turned away what was she lookin at?
She was a Sour Girl the day that she met me
Hey! What are you lookin at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me

She turned away what was she lookin at?
She was a Sour Girl the day that she met me
Hey! What are you lookin at?

Lyrics:

Our bed we live, our bed we sleep
Making love and I become you
Flesh is warm with naked feet
Stabbing thorns and you become me
Oh, I'd beg for you. Oh, you know I'll beg for you.
She holds my hand we share a laugh,

TAKE A LOAD OFF
Scott Weiland, Dean DeLeo

Summer med fly ruled the airways
Mostly superstitious
Now the kings of media
Invent the swine flu visions

Don't cut out my paper heart, I ain't dyin' anyway
Take a look at eye full towers
Never trust them dirty liars
Sippin' lemon yellow booze 'ole' leadbelly sings the blues
All dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin' anyway

I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade

I can't eat
I can't sleep
I can't live
I can't cry
I can't die
I can't walk
I can't talk
Booze

Moderation is masturbation
What is what and what makes you feel good?
All these things I think about I think about
Always come unglued

Yeah I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing its comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me

one time a thing occured to me
what's real, and what's for sale?
blew a kiss and tried to take it home

it isn't you, isn't me
search for things that you can't see
going blind, out of reach
somewhere in the vasoline

Hey everybody, where did Mary go?
Where did Mary go?
And where's my only cigarette?
Please think for me, I can't bare to
I'll just lie here for a while
Wet myself, wet my bed
I've readied it all for her, you know
Clean sheets, incense, a lots of fluffy pillows

Yeah, I could hide in the calm of the eye of the storm
And never blow away
Well, I'm a young man with a knife to my back
Some things never seem to change

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Sing the song or keep it inside
Bought the farm, but the farmer done died

can you see like a child?
can you see what i want?
i wanna run through your wicked garden,
heard that's the place to find you,
cuz i'm alive, so alive now
i know the darkness blinds you.

can you see without eyes?