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Mudmouth
04:10
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I fell back in the black, black water like a rat in the water, the black, black water
Oh, say I can change your story for you, I can change your story for you
Rat
And I swear, I can change your story for you, I can change your story for you
I’m old and I know the power of God
Like a rat in the water
Fine, that’s where I’ll find
They’re marching through your mind, that’s where I’ll find
They’re marching through your mind, that’s where I’ll come from
It happens all the time
Come, it happens all the time
Come, it happens all the time
All the time, come, come, come, come
Mud, That’s where I’ll find Mud, that’s where I’ll find Mud
That’s where I’ll find, find, find, I’ll find
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Champion
04:27
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High five, a sign in the sky
Check if he’s dead of just whispering cuz’ that canary can sing
Of the miracle of life ending with the female breed
And the tight knot of privilege is championing
I didn’t drop out of school to shave masculine machines
How have you been trusting men
Cuz’ if he doesn’t work he won’t eat, and he won’t sleep
And if he doesn’t sleep he won’t dream
You’re not free, you’re as obsolete as me
Hell is real, hell is real and it’s now
All the boys outside will raise their hands
It’s real, my hell
My hell is real (it’s not)
Because -- all the boys outside will raise their hands
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Three Leg Dog
03:14
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Lost my old dog, the one the neighbors hate
So come animal, cross the interstate
Come crawl to my yard and nap upon his grave
Three legged dog, across the interstate
Cross the interstate
(and you, and you, and you, and you, and you)
Cross the interstate
Dog, come crawl to my yard
Crawl to my yard (crawl to my)
Three legged dog, crawl to my yard
Three legged dog, cross the interstate
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Microwave
02:24
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(Microwave’s on)
So I sterilize my things (microwave’s on)
For you, for you, for you (microwave’s on)
So don’t tell me what to do
You’re too funny
(Microwave’s on)
I pick up my father when he drinks the brown water (microwave’s on)
Now, I’m you, I’m you, I’m you (microwave’s on)
Just don’t tell me what to do
You’re too funny
(Microwave’s on)
So I sterilize my things (microwave’s on)
For you, for you, for you (microwave’s on)
So don’t tell me what to do
You’re too funny
Oh child feel like my life style’s making me old
You’re too funny
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Ugly Ugly Tiny Tiny
02:47
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(It’s a get down…and it never ends…I…)
Got bored so I’ve been slippin’ away through my throat and into my nose
I got so tired I could tickle my toes but I swear I was awake
For how I felt when I start smoking, walk in the bathroom with my mouth open
Touché, I got he notion that I was born into this
(Ugly tiny, tiny, two holes)
I’m into that
Ugly, Tiny, two holes, I see your insides
Ugly, tiny, holes, I’m into that
(I see your insides)
I’m into that
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Olé
05:35
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Ole, looks like you’re wearing a half-robe
Ole, it’s like I’m wearing a half-robe, too
Much obliged my Spanish fly, but my oh my I’m not ready to die
So I threw my bottle across the fence
Made prints and I haven’t been there since
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VHS
04:10
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I streak, through my street, and hide by the weeds to see your face
Cuz’ you have been replaced
By these, gluten free, don’t recall, but know it all
Stop, I’m close enough to see your camera
I don’t wanna be with you, I don’t wanna be with me
You have been replaced, you know it all
Stop, you’re close enough to see my camera
I don’t wanna be with me, right
To see my camera
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Last Stop
03:38
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Who’s tired? Two stops, I’ll never get up
On time, lord do right by this sinner sometime
Two hands, bow down together, untied, outside my Armageddon
Who’s tired? Human life is forever untouched
Sundried and light as a feather
On fire. So goodbye, crawl like the devil
Last stop, well they can throw me out, but I’ll never get off
This is the end
I’m growing old inside you’re womb
It’s the last stop
I’m growing old inside your womb
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Push
04:26
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Stretched like a catheter shuffling out of the womb
I found a way out, I cut my way out, I found a way out and I took no one with me
Shouting what kind of place is this, I think it’s home
Birthed on a hill, on hill, on a hill in the mud
I danced with mayhem, I danced with mayhem
I dance with mayhem as she said, “god help me push.”
No! I’m not impressed I’m awake, yeah, hey I’m awake yea
I’ve seen a thousand eyes and learned to scream
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Domingo
07:09
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I picnicked on eternity hill
I walked to the top and it took me forever
In heels, it took me forever
He promised that he wouldn’t steal from me
I asked if I could get that in writing
Long days and hard times, but it was mine
Or was it his?
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