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Exile on Mainline
Poisonous, sour demon in my pocket an it's scraping a hole Digging up
all through the dark end calibrated to go, Down(x3) Your grip is slipping
Down(x3) And the page is ripping Wasting the world away at the bite of your
touch the wash of the pasing days seeping out doesn't matter that much Drowning
out...no sound, pouring out...upon the ground, raining down... the drain...
Down(x3) Morning shapes and your fadin' away Down, down, slowly down metal
stressed and it's shaving away round round, round in the ground and I tow????
with me... Down... jerk around and the records skipping,
skipping,skipping,skipping
Jesus Christ Porno Star
Roulette's spinning, the wheel of distinction, Darwin's selected you, for
total extiction I'm everything you think is wrong with the world, I'm slutty,
dirty, little girl.. beaten and scared and mangled, came for love, stayed
and strangle... Crown that serpents Proclaim the King Now you went to bend
the wrong thing Where everything is wrong and everything is right and everything
is wrong and everything is right. The cracks are showin' through Well I've
got a message for you There's something changing inside But I know it's a
little late. Lick your daughter suck your son Inside, I'm the truly Holy
one. Everything that you should stay away from. Infectious, it's all infected
The disease is liberated, lurking just out or sight.. we're gonna make it
fit in real tight.... a little closer said the spider to the fly... The cracks
are showing through Well I've got a message for you There's somethign changing
inside But I know it's not right... I am nothing you are nothing we are nothing
I am nothing you are nothing we are nothing(x4) nothing at all I am nothing
you are nothing we are nothing(x3) nothing at all and it seals inside...
Vera Blue
Vera Blue Scream For you All the streets are blured Heading for a wreck
at the end of the world You can tell she's hydrolic... A silver scream in
super sonic You can see the mercury smear in her eye Right out of this world
And she's lost in this world She's right out of this world She the Andricon
Girl... After hours in the valley of downs, tripped-up all over town after
3 she's down on Avenue C, kicking down with the clowns.. Right out of this
world and she's lost in this world right out of this world She's the Andricon
Girl Livin' in a galaxy At bound out bars, with Jesus Christ Porno Star Running
around with a fake little crash and the ??? loud smoking wire??? and an
Augustino's Rail Dominatrix of a Butane flame She's terminal blue(repeat)
Taking a ride with the pretty things tonight You Know it's wrong but feels
so very right Taking a ride with the pretty things tonigh You know it's wrong
but it feels so fuckin' right Yea... Vera Blue, What's happened to you?
Pyromance
Closely as a split lip So full is the city Move and skip swivel
in Sink my fingers in your hair the sweat and smell of our liquid affair
in a gasoline burn our bodies will churn with a flick of the switch your
plugged into the itch Watch your videos all day Rewind and play... play My
Battery got a charge with my finger triggering your spark plug I felt that
speedy boost when you bent down and licked my boots heady and headed in the
direction of Soma crash-car intersection it's called "Why don't we do it
in the road?" or at least that's what i'm told Laser branded in rubber Simple
little things bound up an tied You can't fly without wings... over oceans
of skin bathed in preversion and sin My parasitic needle decending my poisonious
grin Your in danger getting stranger all the time My battery got a charge
with my finger triggering your spark plug I felt that speedy boost when you
bent down and licked my boost heady and heady in the direction of Soma crash-car
intersection It's called "Why don't we do it in the road" or at least that's
what I'm told...
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Lo-Grade Fever
We drove through the blackened streets Overturning by the womb and optic
cables shining in the gloom Foul medicines, deaths, the precedent to live
a life of laxatives and fables. Signal interference on the High-pitch in-table
Burning in the time code(x2) Excellence in the explosion Everyday brings
us a bit more out of caution Lo revelations at slow revelations... scratching
the light of the horizon Black light heading in the dim blue dawn Turned
to press your lips and you were gone Stumbled into overload Burning in the
time code(x3)
Electric Molecular
First it seemed electrical another way to stimulate chaos-on-chaos collapsing
more everyday Next the wires disrupting molecules exploding combined in acid
corroding can not block the signal from the battery to the brain can not
block the poison from the trigger to the vein nothing stops the impact in
the breakdown lane spinning off the axis madness burning brighter everyday
Does it take you into a great beyond? Overflowing slowly, gyrating strobe
hang it inside down now you got a magnetic overload EXTO circut in the white
hot noise You recognize your demons by the shrinking of their voice Does
it take you into a great beyond? Dying the whie light, destructive combination
Supernova overload in any toleration Power, hard drive, spin and doubt New
sonic dispatch final shout Does it take you to a great beyond (x3)
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Latex
I tried to bring out to catch a flash with my eye. Not a glimmer all
I see, it drove me blind I lost my sight to save my mind Photon flashes in
my eye sometimes I wonder where you are shile I'm burning out so fast the
down town train is rushing past a thousand loaded chambered shooting stars
A blue light swinging overhead this desperation sets my teeth on edge Doubt
has taught me how to crawl I stick my fingers in the wall and it's all gone,
remove them radiation blues Battery drain (x2) Blue. I got the radiation
blues number 2 shade of smoke in my.... You were cast iron loaded nothing
stoppin' light the fuse and battery drain (x4) It's all coming down
Pink
Darkness, and a scratching, weary noise Darkness and then slowly pictures
shudder up in sight A billion streaking images like silvery bubbles surfacing
form the deep It's almost always raining, drizzling, misting, slightly, lightly,
heavily, but almost always, dripping. The kitchen faucet marking time Camera
peers across and washed out black and white two tone Across the back, a color
saturated smear Lighting directors guiding high-hats all the time The priest
is scratching, he smells milk too much rain Stomach's empty the fridge is
bare, nothing to eat They edit in star in the dark??? Descending through
it, crackling in the out take sections little stairwells quickly take me
up the hall close count zoom to be descending, descending frames skipping,
jumping in vertical crash, crashing. The hallway to street sub-let in shadow
casting room think as broken glass shards and reflections sparkle the rain's
speckled silent It's always raining But that's the way the film runs The
screens seem clear, but the final print is always grainy to be strectched
Blurs. Larger we watch it and finally just falls away to clips and snap shots
of it's former glory Move the frames. The whole world outside. Often running
in slow motion Perhaps the projectionist has nodded off into a stupor during
the last showing. He elbow hitting the switch. For a second we will leave
as the world runs into verse. The energy is all silent. Filmed and jerking
nervously back across the streets. Seems like the well's always running
backwards. Time is fiction Fiction Time is Fiction So why won't you come
lay down with me. You miss pitch bending film loop. And let the acid rain
beat down on our bodies.