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See me comin' to town with my soul, straight down out of the world at my fingers,Holdin' on to the devil I know, all my troubles will hang on your trigger.Take your eyes and the knife to the bone, shoot your mouth if you know where you're aimin'. Don't forget to pick up what you sow, talking trash to the garbage around you. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... Na, na, na, na, na, na, na...Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... See me kicking the dog with my boots, broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish.Snakes and bones at the back of your room, handin' out a confection of venom.Heaven's drunk on the poison you use, charm the wolves in the eyes of a gambler.Now I seem to come to you, hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... Na, na, na, na, na, na, na...Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... I won't give up that ghost,It's sick the way these tongues are twisted. The good in us is all we know,There's too much left to taste that's bitter. I won't give up that ghost,It's sick the way these tongues are twisted. The good in us is all we know,There's too much left to taste that's bitter. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... Na, na, na, na, na, na, na...Na, na, na, na, na, na, na... Na, na, na, na, na, na, na...

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Que onda Jose? Que onda Jose? See the vegetable man in the vegetable van with a horn that's honking like a mariachi band.In the middle of the street, people gather around, put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can.Ay wey, que onda? T.J. cowboys hang around, sleeping in the sidewalk with a Burger King crown,Never wake 'em up -- mas cerveza -- til the rooster crows, vatos vergallos. Que onda guero? Que onda guero? Que onda guero? Que onda guero? Mano blancos roll with crowbars, sing rancheras on cheap guitars,Abuelitas with plastic bags walking to the church with the Spanish candles.Dirty borracho says 'que putas!', ondele, Joto, your popsicle is melting,Run, better run, da-doo, run, run... in the midnight sun... Guero, where are you going? Que onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Que onda guero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles, Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays,Mango ladies, vendedoras at a bus stop sing a banda macho chorus. Que onda guero? A donde vayas. Que onda guero? A donde vayas. Que ??? es ese? Alla en la en Pico, la Pico y Vermont Hey vamos a jugar futbol hay en el Griffith park...Hey, Lacoro...Yeah, now I'm going to LACC, man... I'm taking a ceramics class.See the vegetable man...James Joyce, Michael Bolton! Que onda guero?Hey, where are you going? Que onda guero?Hey, where are you going? Hey, what's up, guero? You doing pushups?No te veo guero! El guero! Que pasa, otra vero guero?I dunno, I saw a puppet at Tang's with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey, guero, que locura! Chico... Hey, guero? Yeah, Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let's go to Cap'n Cork. They have the new Yanni cassette.

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I saw her, yeah, I saw her with a black tongue tied 'round the roses,A fist pounding on a vending machine, toy diamond ring stuck on her finger.With a noose, she can hang from the sun and put it out with her dark sunglasses.Walking crooked down the beach, she spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching. And I know I'm gonna steal her life... she doesn't even know it's wrong.And I know I'm gonna make her die... take her where her soul belongs.And I know I'm gonna steal her life... nothing that I wouldn't try. Hey, my cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl...My cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl... I saw her, yeah, I saw her with her hands tied back, her rags were burning.Crawling out from a landfilled life, scrawling her name upon the ceiling.Throw a coin in a fountain of dust, white noise, her ears are ringing.Got a ticket for a midnight hanging, throw a bullet from a freight train leaving. And I know I'm gonna steal her life... she doesn't even know it's wrong.And I know I'm gonna make her die... take her where her soul belongs.And I know I'm gonna steal her life... nothing that I wouldn't try. Hey, my cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl...My cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl... Hey, my cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl...My cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl... Hey, my cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl...My cyanide girl...Hey, my cyanide girl...

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Doo doo doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo dooDoo doo doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo dooOhhh doo doo hmmOhhh doo doo doo doo I prayed heaven todayWould bring its hammer down on meAnd pound you out of my headI can't think with you in it I'd drag all that I ownedDown the dirt road to find youAnd my shoes, worn-out and usedThey can't take me much fartherOhhh Something always takes the place of missing piecesYou can take and put together even thoughYou know there's something missing The sun burned a hole in my roofI can't seem to fix itAnd I hope rain doesn't comeWash me down the gutter Something always takes the place of missing piecesYou can take and put together even thoughYou know there's something missing She rides in a carLike a queen on a cardAnd the guns of her mindAim a line straight at mineTo a heart that is brokeTried to feel but got chokedIn the smoke of a desertA beach with no treasureA night that seems blueFeed the aching in youAnd the background birdsTake a flight from the earthA bonfire burnsAnd the night current turnsOn a lifeboat floatingDown a river of sleepCan't see her hollow eyesWalking along with my boots full of rocksCan't believe these tears of mineI give 'em to you to keep away in a box Something always takes the place of missing piecesYou can take and put together even thoughYou know there's something missing Something always missingAlways someone missing somethingSomething always missingAlways someone missing somethingSomething always missingAlways someone missing somethingSomething always missing

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Black hearts in effigyWe sing the song that was hatedAll dressed like vagabondsSharks smell the blood that I'm bleedin'I know there's something wrongMight take a fire to kill itMight take a hurricaneDon't know the life that I'm leavin'Ohh ohh oh black tambourineOhh ohh oh black tambourine My baby run to meShe lives in broken-down buildingsCan't pay the rent againThese spider webs are my home nowAnd when the sun is downWe'll shake and rattle our bodiesTo keep it warm at nightMy tambourine is still shakingOhh ohh oh black tambourineOhh ohh oh black tambourine Doo doo doo doo Black hearts in effigyWe sing the song that was hatedAll dressed like vagabondsSharks smell the blood that I'm bleedin'I know there's something wrongMight take a fire to kill itMight take a hurricaneDon't know the life that I'm leavin'Black tambourineOhh ohh oh black tambourine

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Spaceships can't tame the jungleAnd I feel like I'm giving inWe've been driving through a desertLooking for a life to call our own I push, I pullThe days go slowInto a voidWe filled with deathA noise that laughsFalls off their mapsAll cured of painAnd doubts in yourLittle brain Something's coming, sky is purpleDogs are hounding to themselvesDays are changing with the weatherLike a riptide come rip us away I push, I pullThe days go slowInto a voidWe filled with deathA noise that laughsFalls off their mapsAll cured of painAnd doubts in yourLittle brain I push, I pullThe days go slowInto a voidWe filled with deathA noise that laughsFalls off thier mapsAll cured of painAnd doubts in your

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Looking for my place on assembly linesFake prizes rising out of the bomb holesSkeleton boys hyped up on purpleSmoke rings blow from across the discoBank notes burn like broken equipmentLooking for shelter, readjust your positionThought control, ghostwritten confessionsTwo dimensions, dumb your head downDuck, don't look now, company missilesPower is raunchy, rent-a-cops are watchingMake your dreams out of paper macheCliched wasted hate taste-testedHell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thingPlease enjoy.Hell yes now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legsHell yes now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my platesPeace and joyHell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct Stretched to the limit, attention spans snap backRetract, collapsin' the laugh tracksNoise response, applause and handclapsFloodgates open to the sound of the rainbowBreakin' points on the verge of pointlessFools anointed to the follower's fanfareLook for the common, not superficialCode red Cola War conformity crisisPerfunctory idols rewriting their biblesWith magic markers running out of their inkLives in White Out, turn the lights outFax machine anthems, get your damned hands upHell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thingPlease enjoy.Hell yes. now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legsHell yes. now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my platesPeace and joy.Hell yes. now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct. Yes (Hai) Umisei(?)Yeah, That's it. (repeated)Umisei sumisei(?)Yes.I like your bass.Yes.Your beat is nice.Yes.Hell yes.Hai.Hell Yes.Hell Yes. (gasp)Hell Yes.Yes.Hai.

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I see you thereYour long black hairYour eyes just stareYour mind is turning You know I'll laughI won't take it backI've seen your eyesI know what you're thinking And one by oneWe'll shoot our gunsWe'll have funDon't ever doubt it And when I say"Fare thee well,My only friend"Oh how the days goOh how the days go Your setting sunYour broken drumYour little drugsI'll never forget youI'll never forget you

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Walking to the other sideWith the devil trying to take my mindAnd my soul's just a silhouetteOn the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their livesTrick cards fool the eyesCarry zeroes over 'til they add upBury tears in the chapters you shutSometimes the jail can't chain the cellAnd the rain's too plain to tellAll alone by a barren wellScarecrow's only scaring himself I've been digging the groundBeneath the dust and the cloudsI see miles and milesOf junkyard pilesI wanted hope from a graveI wanted strength from a spadeWhat gives you comfort nowMight be the end of your veinCrows are pulling at my clothesThe wind got my fingers frozeStandin' all day, keepin' watchOver all the treasures we've lostSometimes the jail can't chain the cellAnd the rain's to plain to tellAll alone by a barren wellThe scarecrow's only scaring himselfOooh ooh oohOooh ooh ooh Scarecrow's only scaring himselfScarecrow's only scaring himself

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I'm coming overSee me down at the stationBy the laneWith my hands in my pocketJingling a wish coinThat I stole from a fountainThat was drownin'All the cares in the worldWhen I get olderClimbing up on the back porch fenceJust to see the dogs runnin'With a ring and a questionAnd my shivering voice is singingThrough a crack in the windowNa na na na na, I better go it aloneNa na na na na, I better go it aloneNa na na na na Down on the cornerSee me standingIn a makeshift homeWith a dust storm comin'In a long black shadowPull a hammer from a coal mineDown where your daddy was workin'Comb my hair backStrike a match on the bathroom wallWhere my number was writtenDriving on the sidewalkLookin' back at the skyIt's burning in the rearview mirrorNa na na na na, I better go it aloneNa na na na na, I better go it aloneNa na na na na Na na na na na naNa na na na na na I'm coming overSee you down at the stationBy the laneWith my hands in my pocketJingling a wish coinThat I stole from a fountainThat was drownin'All the cares in the worldWhen I get olderClimbing up on the back fencePointing to the dogs standin' firmWith a ring and a questionDime-a-dozenIn a voice that was singingUnderneath the windowNa na na na na, I better go it aloneNa na na na na, I better go it aloneNa na na na na I gotta go it aloneDon't go it aloneDoo doo doo dooI better go it aloneDoo doo doo dooNa na na naNa na na naDoo doo doo dooNa na na na

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