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Sweet Nightmare
03:26
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Cupid's shot Arriving too late
I get back home But you're on your way
What went astray Did he get elbowed?
He missed the mark So now I’m so low
He may be an angel But I’ll tell you what
I'd like to kick his chubby butt
I'm inside out My heart's on my sleeve
Overexposed Naked and naïve
I fell for you My love's awoken
Then off the wall And now I'm broken
All the kings horses And all the kings men
Can't put my heart back together again
My sweet nightmare I can't stop dreaming
Yet I’m awake I might start screaming
My solitude Bewilders my brain
My loneliness I cannot contain
Now a black bird Looms over my door
Quothing and quothing "Nevermore"
I'm upside down Drifting down river
Stream over sky I start to shiver
Here' come the falls I'm going over
I hit the rocks And now there's closure
The next lifetime’s A random spin
A butterfly or just a man again...
Butterfly
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2. |
No Regerts
04:03
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Walkin by the Parlor
A tattoo caught your eye
Draw it first with sharpie
Let me tell you why
The Chinese calligraphy
You think looks so cool
It says: "Dry Clean Only"
So don't you play the fool
Before getting lasting ink
Take a little time to think
Be-cause that needle hurts
You don't want no regerts
Have you heard the story
About Johnny Depp?
Tattooed 'Wi-no-na’ forever
On his right tri-cep
A few years later
When they'd grown apart
Shortened it to 'Wino'
Kinda sad, but kinda smart
Now he's got 40 tats
From simple to sublime
And though that needle hurts
He's got no regerts
What says "I don't need a job"
Quite like a face tattoo?
'specially teardrops
Or prison gang taboo
Your tramp stamp seemed so swag
'til your skin began to sag –
Now it distorts and puckers
How you’ve come to hate that sucker
You used to crave approval
Now you're paying for removal
Oh that needle hurts
You don't want no regerts
If you've got the cash to spend
You can blast it with a laser
If you think that scars are cool
You could always use a razor
You can try to cover-up
With art that's bigger still
Some cooler new design or
A dark and solid fill
Just please do think harder
Then you did before
Be-cause that needle hurts
You don't want no regerts
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A shot of whiskey, a bottle of beer
Send your worries, far away here
French champagne, or bathtub gin
Put the sin into your medicine!
Shrooms unlatch the doors of perception
Bring to life the cosmic connection
The funky fungus also makes you grin
Put the sin into your medicine!
Find yourself a good baby sitter
When you perplex your neurotransmitters
Feeling groovy with trails thrown in
Make an upgrade to your serotonin
Snoop Dog loves cannabinoids
Cocaine sure loved Sigmund Freud
Put your ego into a tail-spin
Put the sin into your medicine!
Doc handed you a bottle of pills
For pain, but now they're for thrills
Snortin' Oxy for the Endorphins
Put the sin into your medicine!
Rarely sweet, usually bitter
Tweak and twizzle your neurotransmitters
Walking back to the cash machine
Don't forget to thank the dopamine
Won't do no horse, but I just snorted Donkey
What the heck is it? I feel kinda wonky
HeeHaw! Bugs crawling outta my skin
Put the sin into your medicine!
When you need a 3 hour vacation
Pick your favorite brain augmentation
Tim Leary said, turn on and tune in
Put the sin into your medicine!
The walls are melting, dust looks like glitter
As you jazz all your neurotransmitters
Molly, Eve, or Ecstasy
Better living through chemistry!
For a quick trip to paradise
Here’s a dose of Doctor Feelgood's advice
The water's fine, dive right on in
Put the sin into your medicine!
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4. |
Bad Algorithm
04:12
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Your cursed clickbaits clogging up my feed
I served you all my cookies, what more do you need?
I bought that freakin’ shirt over a week ago
But still you show it to me, everywhere I go
I’ve done some coding, so I know it’s true
Your machine ain’t learning, hasn’t got a clue
But it don’t have feelings, so it won’t get hurt
When say I, that your A.I., is dumb as dirt
You know the deal, it’s so unreal, bad algorithm!
Know what I mean? Get off my screen, bad algorithm!
Your hook-up app made you a Ted Talk hit
Everybody loves to hear the juicy bits (but your)
Derivations sure have got some nerve
Trying to compute the perfect slopes and curves
I’ll bet that laughter and good conversation
Always outperform your most, complex equations
Love is so much more than swiping left or right
Put your Tinder in the Grindr ‘til you see the light
You know the deal, it’s so unreal, bad algorithm!
Know what I mean? Get off my screen, bad algorithm!
Redd-it trolls, celebrities, and Gamestop boys
Pump and dump away, their worthless stonks and coins
Fuck off with your crypto and your NFTs…and all you
Insta-Influencers and your Ponzi schemes
As Elon Musk and Mark Zuckerberg
Play PT Barnum to incels and nerds (..exciting)
Nazi cyberpunks and Q-Anons
To recruit Nextdoor anti-vaxxer yoga moms
You know the deal, it’s so unreal, bad algorithm!
Know what I mean? Get off my screen, bad algorithm!
I’m here to advocate, we must exterminate: bad algorithms!
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Let's go out to the country and leave all our troubles behind
Let's go out to the country, leave this city behind
We’ll go out where the air is clean,
Do what we want without being seen
Let's go out to the country and leave all our troubles behind
Let's go up to the mountains and drink a little wine
Let's drive up to the Blue Ridge mountains, drink a bottle of some cheap red wine
We'll watch the sun melt down into the trees
See the stars appearing, on an evening breeze
Let's go up to the mountains and drink a little wine
Let's go down by the river and smoke a little weed
I've got a sack of Snoop Dang Doodle, we can smoke us up a bowl or three
We’ll go skinny dipping, down in the stream
Then we'll make love in the sweet moonbeams
Let's go down by the river and smoke a little weed
Let's go out to the country and ourselves some fun
Yeah, let's go out to the country, away from everything and everyone
Where we can smoke our weed, and drink our wine
Where we can frolic, darlin’, underneath the pines
Let's go out to the country and have ourselves some time
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[Brokedown Palace intro]
When we sat down last Thursday, for Thanksgiving supper
I looked 'round the table and thought: man, this year has been a fucker
Grabbed a plate, piled it high, w/turkey, stuffing, & some pie When we paused to break out bread, I took a breath & then I said:
I'm Grateful...that I ain't Dead
I'm glad there ain't six feet of dirt above my head
Happy I'm not food for worms, or on the shelf inside an urn
I'm Grateful...that I ain't Dead
[Friend of the Devil interlude]
(I’m a) Friend of the Devil (and I), Might as Well not ignore
I'd Need a Miracle to be Knockin' on Heavens's Door…goin’ to
Hell in a Bucket, that's the Promised Land you see
Me-n-My Uncle playing cards and rolling dice with Stagger Lee
[Crazy Finger interlude]
(Well I) Feel Like a Stranger up here, Playing in the Band
Harrys’s got Crazy Fingers, and Stuart Holme’s the Candyman
The Other One in that tiny Space is, Justin on the Drumz
The Music Never Stops, ‘Til the Morning Comes
[Bertha interlude]
Well Death Don't Have No Mercy, there’s no Help on the Way
You can't pull a Slipknot or make an, Alabama Getaway
Comes a Time that Deal goes down, you give The Wheel a spin
When I lay beneath the Roses, may I rise to Terrapin
[Uncle Johns Band interlude]
Weather Report calls for Cold Rain and Snow
It’s High Time I was Truckin', so I'll hit the Golden Road
Some day I will Lay Me Down, inside this Box of Rain
But you know that my love for you it will Not Fade Away
I'm Grateful...that I ain't Dead
I'm glad Jack Straw ain’t shovelin’ dirt on my poor head (not)
Casey Jones flyin' off the tracks (not)
Delilah when the roof beams crack (not)
Selling diamonds to Dupree (not)
Peter hot as a hundred and three
Not a sucker for Fellina
Not set up by Billie Jean
Not marching to Fennario
That Dire Wolf is so scary-o
I'm Grateful...that I ain't Dead
Grateful...
[Ripple outro]
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7. |
Leftover's Revenge
04:45
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When I awoke this morning, I was alone in bed
A depression in the pillow, where you used to lay your head
You took my blankets with you, without a scrap to warm myself
I was cold as leftovers, forgotten on the shelf
Cold as leftovers…
You treated my affection, like a dish you didn't need
A meal you quit half eaten, now a bowl of tumbleweed
Like an ancient slice of pizza, Saran-wrapped to a plate
I guess my love had passed, your expiration date
Oh yes, my love had passed…
At first I did feel grateful, not to wind up in the trash
Like all those fossilized remains of bygone succotash
My love won't stay fresh long, while you're off who knows where?
My poor heart is super-sized, won't fit in Tupperware
Oh no, my poor heart…
And now I hear you're hungry, for what you left behind
That I'm back on your back burner, and now you'd be inclined
To turn up your flames and try, to warm me up to you
But now this table's turned, and just desserts are due
Now this table's turned…
Too late: this fridge is closed; I'm better since you're gone
I don't wish my door would open, nor faint dim light come on
I'll not be re-heated, like some stew that's getting old
Revenge is a dish my darling, that's best served when it’s cold
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8. |
I Love Halloween
06:03
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I love Halloween - It's such a freaky scene
Raise your voice, and let me hear you scream - I love Halloween
Little kids in costumes – how they love to trick or treat
A plastic pumpkin full of candy - much more than they can eat
Sometimes they hide it in their room - to fool their mom and dad
Sometimes the dog discovers it - and mostly that turns bad
Pretty candy wrappers and the choc-lat that she chugged
Now a pool of doggie vomit, barfed up on the rug
But I love Halloween - We will get that carpet cleaned
You can be Belle and I'll be Wolverine - I love Halloween
Teenagers prefer the tricks - they're too cool for treats
Soaping up your windows - and toilet paper in your trees
There's no one at the door - but what is this burning bag?
Foolishly you stomp it out - the smell could make you gag
Rainbow candy Fentanyl is just an urban myth (but who)
Put the flaming dog poo there? I’m gonna plead the 5th!
I love Halloween - We'd run away unseen
You can be Janet to my Frankenstein - I love Halloween
College kids like parties - more than child’s play
Dry ice in a trash can - black death punch made with grain
They smile with discolored teeth - and ask you trip or treat?
You know you’re not in Kansas - it's more like Shakedown Street
The sweets they pass around - are of a stronger type
Electric sugar cubes and something tasty in a pipe
I love Halloween - A holiday for libertines!
I'll be Jerry to your Diamond Queen - I love Halloween
Some people call me Space Cowboy, some call me the Gangster of Love
Some people call me Maurice, but I am not the Pompatus of Love
I've been Your Worst Nightmare, I've been Sir Galahad
As Harpo Marx I honked my horn, 'til everyone got mad
I glued horns to my head one year, to try to terrify
My friends just asked where my costume was, but it made my daughters cry
I love Halloween - It's such a freaky scene [last time: a holiday for libertines]
Raise your voice, and let me hear you scream - I love Halloween
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9. |
Bride of the Wind
06:15
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I’d never seen her face before
But riding by her cabin door, she called to me
Come sit by my lonely fire
Hear my fears and warm desires, won’t you comfort me?
Was I too quick to choose? But how could I refuse?
Sometimes when you win you lose, I went inside
Sitting by the fires glow
Feel the heat begin to grow, I wove my tale
She was all alone and scared
So many people never cared, they just turned away
And then we kissed, how could I/he resist
Take my hand, you precious man, we’ll bid this land goodbye
Climb aboard an eagle’s back, towards a castle in the sky
Floating through the mist of sleep with clouds all made of dreams
Crossing seven oceans deep to an island of moonbeams
Lady of a thousand faces, free from time and its disgraces
Show me life’s undying cast, as these endless seconds pass
Love me in ten thousand ways, I will remember all my days
Show me everything you’ve seen, take me beyond ecstasy
In the morning I awoke
Fire now was only smoke, yeah, and she was gone
Outside the house a cold wind howled
Some wild creature on the prowl, this evil dawn
When the windows all flew wide, and the door flew in
Then I despaired inside, I knew my sin
She was The Bride of the Wind
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10. |
Hands of Fate
03:41
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A leaf tossed on the breeze
Began to form hypotheses
Seeking deep reflection, ‘til the
Wind lashed out from all directions
So the fearless leaf
Surrendered every last belief
No time now to discriminate
Just down the path and through the gate
Into the hands of Fate…
The thorn defends the rose
And every open door will sometime close
So though the water’s dark and deep
I close my eyes and take the leap
Into the hands of Fate…
What are you fighting for?
What strategy would win the war?
Though we may surely die
Our leader bolder turns and cries, ‘follow me!’
Into the hands of Fate…
How can a mind so small,
Begin to comprehend the All?
When every single day
When every single word we say (leads)
Into the hands of fate…
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11. |
Krampusnacht
04:45
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I love Halloween, but trick or treat is done
We dressed up in our costumes, and had our crazy fun
Then we had Thanksgiving full of family and food
We gathered round & feasted & gave our gratitude
Before we get to Christmas, or even Christmas Eve
There is a holiday, that lives in Infamy
Listen children, you had best be good
There’s something naughty, Christmas-time attracts
He is coming, to your neighborhood
Gross Vom Krampus, it is Krahmpusnacht
The first time that I saw him, standing by the Christmas Tree
My eyes were filled with wonder, and my heart was full of glee
I mistook him for Saint Nicholas, with presents in his sack
Until I saw from head to toe, that he was dressed in black
Curvy horns upon his head, and spiky devil’s tail
When he turned and grinned at me, well I began to wail
Listen children, hear the words I’ve sung
If he invites you, don’t jump up on his lap
He will lick you, with his long red tongue
Gross Vom Krampus, it is Krahmpusnacht
When you hang your stockings, kiddies, by the hearth with care
You better pray its Santa, who will soon be there
And hope that sound you’re hearing, is his reindeer on the roof
Or is that Krampus skulking on a cloven hoof?
Squeezing down your chimney, he hasn’t come to play
He’ll throw you in a basket and stash you in his sleigh
Listen children, he is on the prowl (and)
Those aren’t presents, stuffed into his sack
He will swat you, with a branch of birch
Gross Vom Krampus, it is Krahmpusnacht
In olden times the Krampus lived alone among the pines
But now he’s got a smartphone, and he’s all online
His profile’s up on Tinder and on eHarmony
And he’s looking for some very kinky sensuality
If you like your men all hairy, and don’t mind a goaty smell
He’ll bring the whips and chains, & darlin’ he will ring your bell
Listen ladies if you’re, buxom and you’re young,
Oh how the Krampus wants to make contact
He will lick you with his long red tongue
Gross Vom Krampus, it is Krahmpusnacht
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12. |
Fly on Home
04:45
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Ladybug, ladybug won’t you fly on home?
You’ve left your children and they’re all alone
I’ve got a feeling, and I don’t know why
I think I hear them screaming, come on now let’s fly
Hush now, it’s nothing, just a trick of the wind
I’m sure they’re safe in there, I won’t go back to check again
Let’s just keep going, I like you by my side
Don’t worry any more, come on, dear, let’s ride
Ladybug, ladybug won’t you fly on home?
You’ve left your children and they’re all alone
I see smoke rising from your little shack
Forget our evening, lady let’s turn back
Hush now, it’s nothing, they’ve built a little fire
The night is getting cold, no reason to inquire
Let’s just keep going, I like you by my side
Don’t worry any more, come on, dear, let’s ride
Ladybug, ladybug won’t you fly on home?
You’ve left your children and they’re all alone
The flame are rising now, they’re reaching for the sky
What is this madness I am seeing in your eyes
Hush now, it’s nothing, that I wouldn’t do again
I’ve wasted my best years waiting for a gentle man
I would have loved your forever by my side
But now you know I’ve murdered them, and that I won’t abide
And then she took a knife and cut me to the heart
Killed me at the crossroads as the twilight turned to dark
Killed me for a dream that she will never call her own
Ladybug, ladybug: fly on home
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Harry Llama Charlottesville, Virginia
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