1. |
Get Down
03:37
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I’m tired of wasting my time
sucking on a nasty lime
sitting round that same old place
looking at your stupid face
wondering what goes on
over yonder beyond
the next block in town
what goes down
so I get into my shoes
stepping out for a cruise
you know I want to see
how the other half be
I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
ooh I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
come and join me on my adventure
through the underworld
and so I window peep
I don’t see nothing too deep
what I see with my eyes
people lowering flies
girls and guys
getting high
my oh my
I would like to try
I wanna get down baby do my thing
shake it round like a chicken wing
yeah I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby get down
I wanna get down baby do my thing
shake it round like a chicken wing
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2. |
Terminal Imagination
02:45
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left to my own
my mind will roam
nine times out of ten
it’ll find a dead zone
where nothing stirs
whimpers or purrs
nothing moves
and no one grooves
it seems that it always
goes south in my mind
and the happy solutions
I leave em behind
I usually find it goes
where I don’t want it to go
into violence
and horrorshow
my own mind is a negative force
on a collision course
with my vibrant source
my own mind is a negative force
on a collision course
with my vibrant source
terminal imagination
terminal imagination
terminal imagination
I can’t think my way out of here
go from anything
a pastoral scene
to guns a blazing
or a blood chilling scream
my what ifs consistently
come out wrong
it’s like my brain is confused
it’s like I’m born to lose
mind should bring comfort
and a way out of woe
but my own mind is
driving me there, so -
it’s terminal
it’s terminal
terminal
terminal
No no I can’t think my way out of here
No no I can’t think my way out of here
No no I can’t think my way out of here
No no I cannot think my way out of here
terminal imagination
terminal imagination
terminal imagination
I can’t think my way out of here
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3. |
She Made My Life A Hell
03:06
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she told me
if you leave me, I will make your life a hell
she told me
if you leave me, I will make your life a hell
and have you heard?
she was as good as her word
she hurt me more than I can tell
she made my life a hell
oh, I can’t begin to tell you
condemned and accused of made up trash
my inner workings are a total hash
how bad can it be?
she’s turned my loved ones against me
she lies and lies and lies and lies
and no matter how hard I try
it seems you can’t disprove she
it seems I’m stuck in misery
show em how I feel about this nefarious state of affairs, Dusty Bible
more money than I make in years
she wants it all, and I’m starting to fear
that the desired effect
is a noose round my neck
oh how can I escape this fate
I left the woman, but far too late
and as time has proved so well
she made my life a hell
she made my life a hell
she made my life a hell
she made my life a hell
she made my life a hell
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4. |
Sticky
02:50
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In the still of the night
I can find my delight
and it feels oh so right
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
at the break of the day
I can have my own way
it can feel oh so fey
oh so sticky
and at noon I can swoon
in the shadows round my room
trace the form I assume
oh so sticky
when the sun starts to dip
give the eyeballs all the slip
find some space get a grip
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
when the flow leaves my form
I’m not prone to conform
oh so white oh so warm
oh so sticky
my eyes roll back in my head
feel a feeling like I’m dead
one with all then I’m left
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
oh so sticky
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5. |
Surf Creature
02:45
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just a ripple on the ocean calm
reveals the finger of a webbed palm
something big is moving low and slow
something big is moving down below
surf creature coming up from the brine
surf creature gonna blow your mind
spawned demon from a terrible hex
surf creature want sex
seagulls mill about and mutter their cries
reflected in their cold beady eyes
an aberration from a watery grave
some kind of cursed Atlantean slave
surf creature coming up from the brine
surf creature gonna blow your mind
spawned demon from a terrible hex
surf creature want sex
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6. |
Heaven Burning
03:54
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I saw the signal
and I cut him down
he had no defense
and fell to the ground
raised one arm as if
defensively
spit out blood and
then he said to me
Heaven
Heaven
is between you and I
so I dealt the
killing blow
in his eyes I saw
his feelings go
the only heaven
that you’ll ever know
is the heaven
burning down below
Heaven
Heaven
is between you and I
Heaven burning
Heaven burning
Heaven burning
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Dusty Bible Nottingham, UK
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