God Says No
Firing my friend but I come back again and again
I just can't pretend one more step and I'll start to bend
You try and live and God says no
We go on our way just waiting for that lucky day
I tried every way just so that God can blow me away
I need some love to start the show but ask just once and God says no
A lot of dust slides through my head scary thoughts like wishing we were dead
You won't get caught if you don't get queer and you'll be ready for a new frontier
It's good to be bad it's the best time you'll ever have
What the hell is this ultra sad pray for your cool and work on that ass
You learn too much you'll never know just start to laugh and God says no
A point of life flies through my head a scary thought like I was someone else
And don't get lost now and show no fear and you'll be ready for a new frontier
A lot of dust slides through my head and scary thoughts like wishing we were dead
You won't get caught if you don't get queer and you'll be ready for a new frontier
Unbroken (Hotel Baby)
Drowning in your puddle, waiting at the sky sucking on your daddy's cigar
I'm your destination, I'm the reason why lemma take a look at your scars
Bought a line of shit now you wanna sell it back to me
Come on down to the hotel baby I can be what you want me to be
You can choke on your own medication I can watch myself on T.V.
Bathe in all the money love yourself to death bow before the serpent in fire
Ride your little pony until you're soaking wet scream at God and call him a liar
Bought a line of shit now you wanna sell it back to me
Come on down to the hotel baby I can be what you want me to be
You can choke on your own medication I can watch myself on T.V.
Shut your mouth you big fucking baby you can't be what I want you to be
Go on choke on your own medication I can tell you a lie you believe
Monolithic
You know you're quite a hot topic you gotta nothing in your head
You got your ass in the back seat we all agree you're over fed
You're from the suck generation like a doggie with a bone
You like your lame fucking music you love talking on your phone
You're stone monolithic I smell it on your breath you gotta about nothing to say
Keep spending all your money and love yourself to death until Daddy takes your T-Bird away
You want a new load of garbage I'd love to drop it at your door
Your gonna eat it little piggy you always gotta have some more
You're stone monolithic I smell it on your breath you gotta about nothing to say
Keep spending all your money and love yourself to death until Daddy takes your T-Bird away
Cyclops Revolution
Cut off your legs, for you are too slow
I cut off my hair, I won't need it where I'm gonna go
As the nine heads bleed, over all that is mine
Kiss the mouth of the scorpion because Odin sayeth it's time
The sound of ringing bells, of cars smacking into trees
The sign of brother power, coming down to me
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, not you
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, not you
I'm gonna cry me a river, a river of tears
I'm gonna crawl back in my room now, and boil up some fear
I'm gonna eat me a mountain, a mountain of pills
Ain't got no revolution, but I can fuck an angel
I've got mine, I've got mine, I've got mine, fuck you
I've got mine, I've got mine, I've got mine, fuck you
2000 Light Years From Home
Sun turning around with graceful motion
We're setting off with soft explosion
Bound for a star with fiery oceans
It's so very lonely, you're a hundred light years from home
Freezing red deserts turn to dark energy here in every part
It's so very lonely, you're six hundred light years from home
It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home
It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home
Bell flight fourteen you now can land
See you on Aldebaran, safe on the green desert sand
It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home
It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home
Little Bag Of Gloom
Take your pills, take your pets, and go rolling down the road
I got a nasty little blues, thanks to your last episode
Well you're so cold and I'm so gray, and I can hardly save the day
Think we're falling into darkness, running blind
You got troubles, yes it's true, and they all begin with you
If you don't let somebody in, you're gonna die in liar's gin
But you never wanna row, towards the origin of stones
And you locked away your heart, one more time
So take your books, take your broom, take your Little Bag of Gloom
And I'm lost, and I'm through, and I'm crying out for truth
Maybe when you're all alone, you'll realise where love comes from
But until you take that time, you're just blind
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