1. |
Snitch on the Couch
03:58
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Shift in the middle and the whole time for Christmas Eve
Something about it and it is not the case for me
I know it's too bad that I know of
Do you want to get something for my love?
And the kids aren't gonna make it to the bathroom
I could really use a really good job of you
And I don't mean to be a snitch on the couch
And I don't want to be a snitch on the couch
Why not? I will be there today but no
These are the same injury after a hard rehab
Please let me know if you have a shot, and I'll
let you know if we're still in the morning
And the kids aren't gonna make it to the bathroom
I could really use a really good job of you
And I don't mean to be a snitch on the couch
And I don't want to be a snitch on the couch
You can get together soon to be anything
other than that I know of, I hate to say that was so good
Then I think I don't want to make any decisions
about the new album from the head of the house
And the kids aren't gonna make it to the bathroom
I could really use a really good job of you
And I don't mean to be a snitch on the couch
And I don't want to be a snitch on the couch
Yeah I don’t want to be a snitch on the couch
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2. |
Whole Lotta Florence
03:32
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Ol’ Florence keeps her trailer clean
Her nose, it bleeds
And she pulls her gun out on me
She’s always flirting with my friends
She pisses the bed
And claws away at her skin
Claws away at her skin
Don’t know where to begin
She ruins everything
And I got a whole lotta Florence
Ol’ Florence really loves to eat
She’s got five teeth
She’s got a made up disease
Her dealer slaps her around
Her hair’s falling out
She burned my house to the ground
She burned it to the ground
It took down the whole town
Don’t know what that was about
And I got a whole lotta Florence
Yeah I got a whole lotta Florence
Well, I got a whole lotta Florence
And I got a whole lotta Florence
Yeah I got a whole lotta Florence
I got a whole lotta Florence
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3. |
Golden Wave
03:44
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I got something I gotta say to you
Sit back, hear me out for a few
It might seem weird and a bit askew
But I believe that we need to try something new
So tie me down
Pry open my mouth
Open the flood gates
I'll ride your golden wave
It crashes into my face
And washes me away
I’ll drown in your lake
I'm sorry to say but Vanilla's gotten old
So let's go mining and try to strike some gold
I thought I'd be one-and-done but now I've lost control
I need your golden rain to cleanse my soul
So tie me down
Pry open my mouth
Open the flood gates
I'll ride your golden wave
It crashes into my face
And washes me away
I’ll drown in your lake
I’ll ride your golden wave
It crashes into my face
And washes me away
I’ll drown in your lake
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4. |
The Distance
03:39
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Off in the distance
Off in the distance she would stand
A loaded little trinket
A loaded little trinket in her hand
I won't be satisfied, I won't be satisfied
I won't be satisfied until she's died
Unspeakable thoughts
Unspeakable thoughts cascade her brain
Nothing to venture
Nothing to venture, nothing to gain
I know she's still alive, I know she's still alive
I know the goddamn bitch is still breathing
A vessel of love
A vessel of love and a messenger of fear
Projector of death
Projector of death, even the deaf can hear
There's no way she's alive, there's no way she's alive
There's no way the bitch is still breathing
How's she still alive? How's she still alive?
How's the dirty rotten lying fucking goddamn bitch still breathing?
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5. |
Locked On
03:02
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Gonna take a stroll down the street tonight
Gonna scope some targets I’d like to make mine
You know I’m watching, you know I’m watching
Hey little girl, sitting over there
I’m pretty sure I caught your eye
In your own world, flinging back your hair
I got you in my sights
Locked on
Well I don’t really like blondes that much anyway
Oh there’s a red fox that’ll make delicious prey
You know I’m watching, you know I’m watching
Hey little girl, standing over there
Should it be your place or mine?
I’ll rock your world, and turn back your hair
I got you dead to rights
Locked on
Hey little girl, sitting over there
I’m pretty sure I caught your eye
In your own world, flinging back your hair
I got you in my sights
Locked on
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6. |
Kind of Alive
03:44
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And I kinda like to deny
I know it’s just a moment that flies
Right on by
And I just coast my way through life
I know it’s just a moment in time
It’s kind of alive
And I will decide my final goodbye
I know it’s just a moment that subsides
And dies
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7. |
What I'd Do (to You)
03:31
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You're standing by the fence
With that short little skirt
What do you think you're doing besides
Teasing me, you should be pleasing me
The way that those hips sway
And the way that your face radiates
Is more than enough to send a man
to insanity land
Oh baby
Oh baby, what I'd do
To you
Oh honey
Oh honey, what I'd do
To you
My imagination is doing things
To me I shouldn't even mention
I can't even believe
That this is coming from me
Oh god, I don't know how to resist
The urge to throw you on the ground
And rip you apart
Until the sun comes out
Oh baby
Oh baby, what I'd do
To you
Oh honey
Oh honey, what I'd do
To you
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8. |
Drifting
04:47
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The springtime seems to close me in
The summer heat freezes me again
Was it a mistake from the start?
Is there blood left in your heart?
Are we drifting, drifting apart?
The autumn has been my best friend
The winter doesn't seem to end
Do we really have to part?
Are there feelings left or not?
Are we drifting, drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
Are we drifting apart?
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9. |
Alligator Street
04:27
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Abandoned factories
Blankets of trash
Windows all boarded up
The whole street smells like ass
But I had my first kiss on Alligator street
We rode on the swings on Alligator Street
Beat the crap out of kids on Alligator street
We could do anything on Alligator street
The road is obliterated
All coated in scum
Overgrowth everywhere
Where’s everyone?
But we all grew up on Alligator street
Got drunk and threw up on Alligator street
Passed out in the road on Alligator street
Nowhere else to go but Alligator street
But we all were born on Alligator street
And got wasted til dawn on Alligator street
We robbed old ladies on Alligator street
Stole an old Mercedes on Alligator street
I conceived my first kid on Alligator Street
And aborted it too on Alligator Street
We got so high on Alligator Street
Always thought we’d die on Alligator street
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Slaughterhouse Recordings Taunton, Massachusetts
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