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Modest
02:23
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Just a group of us -- going back to her house
She puts a record on. I really hate that mouse.
She was only gone for a minute or two.
I guess I'll sit and I'll watch, there's nothing better to do.
Why you gotta be so modest?
Why you gotta be so modest?
Why?
Just a group of us -- going back to her house
She puts a record on. What's that you got in your mouth?
She was only gone for a minute or two.
I guess I'll sit and I'll watch, there's nothing better to do.
Why you gotta be so modest?
Why you gotta be so modest?
Why? Why?
I really hate that mouse.
I really hate that mouse.
I really hate that mouse.
I really hate that mouse.
Sit down.
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2. |
Bootlicker
02:34
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So I stood on your shoulders,
And you taught me to scream
And so I did, just like you said
And you taught me to stand
With my fist in the air
And so I did, just like you said
You said "Now, son, this is your last lesson.
You can fool the few left,
Don't ever let me catch you...
Don't ever be a bootlicker"
And now you're the one
Who's doing wrong
And so I did, just like you said
So I stood up,
Put my fist in your face
That's what I did, Just like you said
You said "Son! You got me all wrong.
Sometimes it pays
Sometimes it pays
Sometimes it pays to be a bootlicker."
You're out of breath
You're out of time
And I can't wait
For you to die
And I can't wait
For you to die, you bootlicker
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3. |
Scumbag
02:02
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Charming scumbag, I was right about you
Soft-lipped, doe-eyed coward hiding in the grass
Sleeping on the porch
Writing your report
I was right about you
I was right about you
They may forgive, they may forget
I don't forgive, I never forget
Sleeping on the porch
Writing your report
I was right about you
I was right about you
Better shut your mouth
When I'm holding you down
Better shut your mouth
Better shut your mouth
When you scream "Baby, turn out the light."
You scream "Baby, turn out the light."
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4. |
Wrong Again
02:34
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Thought you were smart
Thought you were kind
My mistake, I guess
I was wrong this time
Wrong again, Wrong again
Wrong again, Wrong again
So grab your red pen
Come and correct me
Grab your red pen
Wrong again
Thought you had morals
Solid ideals
Double crossed and dotted
In back alley deals
Wrong again, Wrong again
Wrong again, Wrong again
So grab your red pen
Come and correct me
Grab your red pen
Come and correct me
Saw your mistake
Saw your warm embrace
Saw your mistake
Saw your warm embrace
Yeah, let me say one thing:
I don't think you know what that word means
Say one thing:
Don't you know? Liar.
Liar.
I'm wrong again
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5. |
I Am The Wolf
02:17
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I am the wolf
Dyed in the wool
My hand's around your throat
I'm wearing all your clothes.
Isn't it nice? We wear the same size.
Isn't it nice? We wear the same size.
I am your ally
I say we think alike
I'll see you at the meeting
You're my food for the feeding
Isn't it nice? They're all on my side.
Isn't it nice? They're all on my side.
Oh oh you know - they're booking my noise show
Oh oh you know - they're still booking my noise show
I am the wolf
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6. |
Good Boy
02:18
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This is the story of a scared little boy
Took to the street, got on his horn and screamed:
"I'm such a good boy. I'm such a good boy.
I'm such a good boy. I'm such a good boy.
I've got some splinters in my ass
From sitting on the fence too long
So get down in the dirt
Get down in the dirt with me.
I'm such a good boy. I'm such a good boy.
I'm such a good boy. I'm such a good boy.
This isn't guilt. This is real.
This isn't guilt. This is real.
I chose the right words.
I dropped the old slurs.
I respect your pronouns
And so you owe me now.
Where's my metal?
Where's my trophy?
Go on give it,
Go on and give it to me.
I'm such a good boy. I'm such a good boy.
I'm such a good boy. I'm such a good boy.
Haven't I been such a good boy?"
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7. |
Scottsdale AZ
02:52
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(Traditional)
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8. |
Bat Milk
02:31
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We're sucking it down by the billion ounce
Billions of bottles, billions of years
Can't care enough, can't care at all
Slip through the cracks, forever we fall
Licking our lips, rotting our teeth
I need my ration, pass it to me
We're sucking it down, not sucking enough
Millions who pray, millions who starve
Billions who vie, while standing in line
Billions who cry: "Mama let me die"
Licking our lips, rotting our teeth
I need my ration, pass it to me
Pass it to me
Pass it to me
Mama, let me
Mama, let me
Mama, let me
Mama, let me suck
And now it's time to suck
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