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Daft pun:
My oh my I'm seeing the potential
Hey don't write me off just yet
I'm starting to crave a Kalashnikov
You know I get a funny feeling
I'm sure you can make it
You, where you were coming up
I didn't take no shortcuts
Newspapers funded by oil-makers
And it feels like it won't come off
Slide down your hill until you remember
Eli the barrowboy you're the old town
And everything we said was true
Bloody but unbowed
So long to this cold cold part of the world
Well the sun grew dim and the night grew tall
Not sure what I should say
I slipped away
Please come out
Closed my eyes and swallowed
I wish I could live free

Well...

negative creep:

In her eyes he stares at his reflection
Your charitable objectivity doesn't exist
[instrumental]
I ache for the touch of your lips, dear
I'm a boy with dirty hair
He hides in his suit like a snake in the grass
Our skin worn thin
Hello, I am Thomas Edison and this is my rendition of "Fight Club"
He drives a 90,000 dollar jaguar to work every day
And he came by the way that he walked
Put your hands all over me
[instrumental]
Wir sind heute in der Disco
Whose prison break is the most impressive?
Well traffic is kind of bad
Barkmarket, AC/DC, Monster Magnet, Cheap Trick
this is what you got for trying to take away our dignity from us
Sing a song of Madeleine-Mary
Going out each day to score
Sonntagmittag, ein Altbau im 13. Stock

scarred:

--- Quote ---I ache for the touch of your lips, dear
I'm a boy with dirty hair
--- End quote ---

I like that one.

Touch Me Im Sick:
Bad to feel the way I am
Said the straight man to the late man
Look what you're doing
Her majesty's a pretty nice girl but she doesn't have a lot to say
Well, I'm standing here, freezing inside your golden garden
Go to the shore and pray for the sea
[Instrumental]
Pappy with the khaki sweatband
I'm so close
Spending your life dreaming of rich fantasies
If I were to walk the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston
The gifts I share
Just a reflection
Slap your mammy now
The first time I saw lightning strike
Tell me, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you?
I love you baby, cause you're back in time
The man laid his hat on the table
A terrible signal too weak to even recognize

Scandanavian War Machine:
there's still alot of rhythm in these rockin' bones
don't need you
i wanted you to be all mine
when i die, put that bottle in my hand
way way out, past where the sidewalks disappear
i wandered so aimless
far away in africa
nobody gonna take my car
i just don't fit in this place
we can't turn him into a company man
loose nut in my head
have a good day
i'm goin' down that gravel, gonna take the right-hand road
1989!
so i'm sittin' on the couch holding the remote
was it fun and games?
they put angels in the electric chair
i was dashin' through the hood
bring on the days of wine and roses
if you're feeling down, depressed, and lonely
good morning, little school girl



too many instrumental songs, this took forever.

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