1. |
Junk City
01:26
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Sinners and losers, come down and rejoice
Where sloppy seconds are your first choice
The depths of your lows is what gets us high
Down in the dumps until you die
Junk City
Not a pretty face in this place
Ugly divine all the time
Junk City
Dead kitties scratch at your snatch
Read between and snort your lines
Sewage showers
Penile towers
A population in one ejaculation
Chinese rocks
Cunts hugging cocks
Don't be obtuse
I wouldn't call it abuse
It's what the kids say
A lust for life in every way
Life to the morgue
Murder Central
Junk City
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2. |
Catch A Cab
01:52
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Taxi!
Where do ya think you're going?
I'm doing my best in blowing off this roof of this house and off this cab
Scrape off this scab
Billy Boy never gave me a dollar bill
If I had a nickel every time I was a dollar short from buying thrills
I'd pay my bills, cash the till, invest in mob insurance from getting killed
Hey, wonder why I'm running by cars just getting by?
I'm not quite sure myself
Must be spring runners high
My legs are burning
My stomach is churning
Turning into the slovenly beast yearning
For cheap cab fare
Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me
Taxi! Taxi! Where you be?
Don't speed away
Taxi! Taxi!
Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me
Please, I'm begging on my knees
I got somewhere to go so won't you take me, taxi?
Taxi!
Oh, I'm already late
Don't know what I'm gonna do
Got holes in my shoes
Shake off my high
Rub out the fog from my eyes
I stand out in the street
Will I ever meet?
Taxi!
Oh my
Need dead green presidents
To buy myself some common cents
Ask me why I'm a sidewalk resident
Get me outta here!
Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me
Taxi! Taxi! Where you be?
Don't speed away
Taxi! Taxi!
Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me
Please, I'm begging on my knees
I got somewhere to go so won't you take me, taxi?
Take me, taxi!
Wait
Wait
Wait
Please, don't drive away, taxi!
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3. |
Cowboy Slick
02:20
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(Down)
I'm riding bare back
My hair slicked back
Trotting down the street
I got my rusty pistol
Looking for crystal
Brownstone and buckwheat
My jeans are too tight
They fit me just right
Farm boy made of brick
Urban tick
Ghetto trash city hick
They call me Cowboy Slick
(Down)
Oh, bolo bow ties
Tractor drive by's
Shot gun shot glass
Oh, care for a square dance?
Smoke squares in my pants
Bull riding your ass
Sinatra and Cash
Hey bails stashed with hash
Farm boy made of brick
Urban tick
Ghetto trash city hick
They call me Cowboy Slick
Why don't you hoe-down on me?
Pork pie gallon hat
Barn boys and mall rats
Farm boy made of brick
Urban tick
Ghetto trash city hick
They call me Cowboy Slick
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4. |
Take A Stroll
02:35
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Bright lights
High as a kite on fire
Walking through hot nights
Groaning from the tourists turn to choirs
Can you smell the piss on the sidewalk?
The flesh of the flock come alive
Come alive in the depths of this dive
Crawl into the warmest holes
Sell your soul
Just by taking a stroll
Card games
Jack of all trades that don't pay
I forget first names
Ace of nuns get on their knees to pray
With their lips
Black Jack
Cognac
Get in for free as long as nobody sees
Cigars
Jaguars
Get in the trunk, you dirty punk
Can you smell the piss on the sidewalk?
The flesh of the flock come alive
Come alive in the depths of this dive
Crawl into the warmest holes
Sell your soul
Just by taking a stroll
Down, come on down to rock bottom
Down, come on down to rock bottom town
Down, come on down to Vegas Harlem
What you say? What you say?
Come on and take a stroll
Sell what's left of your poor soul
Crawl back into your hole
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5. |
Sleaze Easy
02:38
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Ain't you tired of running?
You'll turn those feet into stumps
No need to stay stunning
Just give in, give up while you're
Down in the dumps
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute now
Have you got the time?
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute now
Have you lost your mind?
Wait
Slow on down
Wait
Take a breath
Wait
Skip uptown
And come down with me
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute now
Let me show you around
Where you think you're going?
Need nobody but me
My sleaze is easygoing
Just give in, give up while you're
Down on your knees
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute now
Have you got the time?
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute now
Have you lost your mind?
Wait
Slow on down
Wait
Take a breath
Wait
Skip uptown
And come down with me
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute now
Let me show you around
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When I try to make a fist
My thumb is tucked away inside
When I pull over my mask
It gives my face a place to hide
Oh, no
Oh, no
Where is my crime fighting pepper spray?
Oh, no
Oh, no
How will I keep all the scrum of the earth away?
That's why they call me a
Crap crusader
Calling for help in the night
Plain purveyor
The first to lose in a fight
Don't you know that I'm all bark, no bite?
When I try to throw a punch
My hand don't know where to land
Stand too close, I quit
I quit
Submit
I hide so my hide can't be tanned
Wear all black
Don't attack
Cigarette
Drenched in sweat
Oh, no
Oh, no
Where is my trusty old fog machine?
Oh, no
Oh, no
How will I make my escape with no smoke screen?
That's why they call me a
Crap crusader
Calling for help in the night
Plain purveyor
The first to lose in a fight
Don't you know that I'm all bark, no bite?
(Down)
Oh, yeah
Calling for help in the night
Plain purveyor
The first to lose in a fight
I'm all bark, no bite
I'm all bark, no bite
A giant with no might
I'm all bark, no bite
Yes, you heard me right
I'm all bark, no bite
Don't you know that I'm all bark, no bite?
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7. |
Cockroach Swing
02:41
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Baby, won't you let me be your pest?
At your gentle behest
Insecticide
Disease
Feces
Oh, please be my sweet vermin squeeze
'Cause we're going down, down, down
We're going down, down, down
We're crawling back to right under the fridge where we can be alone with our scraps
Down, down, down
We're going down
Down on the musk and the mold
Wedding proposals in garbage disposals
We're the plague on six legs
The scourge in 50 eggs
Let us be fruitful
Dance and sing
The Cockroach Swing
Bug bombshell
Come to the Roach Motel
Where we can scurry on the bed
Hurry 'til we're dead
Eat the crust and crumbs right off the floor
I want too much and more
Invincible
Mouthfuls
Tables
Chock full of shit that'll kill a bull
'Cause we're going down, down, down
We're going down, down, down
We're crawling back to right under the fridge where we can be alone with our scraps
Down, down, down
We're going down
Down on the musk and the mold
Wedding proposals in garbage disposals
We're the plague on six legs
The scourge in 50 eggs
Let us be fruitful
Dance and sing
The Cockroach Swing
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8. |
Uncomfy Coffee Break
01:58
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Oh, yeah
Let's take a break
And let the soothing sounds of muzak wash over you
Wait
Oh, my bad
I thought you were leaving
Sit your ass down
Have a cup of joe
Put your feet up and rub your toes
Intermission is our mission
To take a break as we interrupt then seduce
Introduce you to intercourse
Did that last line make you feel uncomfortable?
Well, don't worry about it
You should also pay no mind to this funny smelling handkerchief
What's that?
You don't like getting comfy?
Well that's too damn bad
You better relax or else
Here, let me rub your shoulders for you
You're going to enjoy it whether you like it or not
Don't squirm
We're all having a good time here
Well, at least I am anyway
Sit your ass down
Have a cup of joe
Put your feet up and rub your toes
Intermission is our mission
To take a break as we interrupt then seduce
Introduce you to intercourse
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9. |
Zoot Suit Wolf Pack
02:57
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Goddamn dirty mongrels
Wrapped in suits and ties
Slicking back my balding fur with fleas, dumpster grease, and lies
Dress up a wolf pack
Who can't seem to keep track
Of all the babes that wonder in the woods
Starving for skin and bones
Fat me up like Al Capone
Pricks of Pompeii lead the way
To where they moan
We'll bark and howl for our bitches in heat as we should
Need to sink our teeth into some meat
(Oh, yeah yeah)
We won't sit until you give a treat
Or else we constantly beg
And piss on your leg
Drink what's left of your keg
Shot down in the back
Smoke light by the pack
Canine city rats
Zoot suit wolf pack
Can't put us down
Runaways from the pound
Junk is our jewels
Gristle's our gruel
Give us a bone
Don't be cruel
Ladies, dog water on tap
Lap dogs licking what's in your lap
Itching open sores
Scratching at back doors
Humping and jumping right on your thigh
Spoiled spunk rags
Another form of dog tags
We'll rub your nose right in it if you've been bad
Studded collars
Canine neck ties
Need to sink our teeth into some meat
(Oh, yeah yeah)
We won't sit until you give a treat
Or else we constantly beg
And piss on your leg
Drink what's left of your keg
Shot down in the back
Smoke light by the pack
Canine city rats
Zoot suit wolf pack
Can't put us down
Runaways from the pound
Junk is our jewels
Gristle's our gruel
Give us a bone
Don't be cruel
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10. |
Flea Circus
01:41
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11. |
Juh Jee Juh Boo Boo
02:07
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I'm not human, I'm a person in theory
A light bulb in place of the sun
My lungs are paper bags
My eye lids sway and sag
A scattin' cat got my tongue
Oh
Juh jee juh boo boo
Juh jee juh boo boo galoo
Oh
Juh jee juh boo boo
Juh jee juh boo boo galoo
Holding back sneak attacks
Lacing childrens' snacks with spit and plaque
Comeback Kid back never did come back
Sweet God
True fraud
Bitter devils
Blunt facades
Cracker Jack Daniels dressed in black
Gibberish
Twisted tongues and tight lips
Jesus fish
Swimming out from your hips
Oh
Juh jee juh boo boo
Juh jee juh boo boo galoo
Oh
Juh jee juh boo boo
Juh jee juh boo boo galoo
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12. |
Boozy Woozy
02:54
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Boozy woozy drowning in jacuzzis
Leisurely depression
Waning obsessions
Loosy goosy girls with names like Suzy
Slippery transgressions
Slip and slide
Oh, me
Oh, my
You down to get high?
Up to rock bottom
Blazing in autumn
Hell in ghost town
You up to stay down?
Sink into the sky
Squinting your third eye
Slurp up the sludge
Boozy woozy drowning in jacuzzis
Reasonably cuckoo
Picky choosy
This one is a doozy
Too broke for a breakthrough
Break a leg like bamboo
Penises of Pompeii
Please lead me the way
To the nearest brothel, okay?
Yes, sir
Vulvas of Virginia
Never been in ya
Will you open up, let me stay?
Oh, me
Oh, my
You down to get high?
Up to rock bottom
Blazing in autumn
Hell in ghost town
You up to stay down?
Sink into the sky
Squinting your third eye
Slurp up the sludge
Boozy woozy drowning in jacuzzis
Dread in my state of zen
Angst in my amen
Juicy floozie got a little toothy
Hoards of hollow men
Groan in this opium den
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13. |
Winter Heat
02:21
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Swimming down a toilet chasing discarded food
And seeds of your unborn kids
Try to plant them but they never seem to grow up
Twigs with no leaves
Scrape along the street
Drag my face across the curb
Turn my head into a stub
Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick
Splinter their gums and make them sick
Jump into clouds
Swim across crowds in this hellscape
Trying to escape
Limbless bodies rolling down the street
Dead meat
Moist seats
Roll through my mind in this winter heat
Crawl my way into a frog's throat
Until he bellies up into a croak
Take my finger nail I've sharpened for a month or two, tops
Poke my through until he pops
Rowing through a tuft of hair infested with lice
It's not as bad as it sounds
Frolicking withstanding what's left of my feet
Tip toe
No toes
I've lost my marbles
Oh, there they are
I'll explain everything but in the mean time
Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick
Splinter their gums and make them sick (sick, sick, sick)
Jump into clouds
Swim across crowds in this hellscape
Trying to escape
Limbless bodies rolling down the street
Dead meat
Moist seats
Roll through my mind in this winter heat
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14. |
Sinning Is Living
02:14
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I got a hole only a drum could fill
I'm swine drunk on the power of swill
Seeking the warm embrace from a bear trap
Hold me tight until my neck snaps
I'm not an addict
I'm just committed
I've done no wrong, at least none I've admitted
I'm not the kind of man who cares to flirt
I'd rather slip my greasy hand up that strap you call a skirt
My sins are sacred
You say sinning, I say living
You say sinning, I say living
Only feeble fools are that damn forgiving
You say sinning, I say living
You say sinning, I say living
The end of the world is only the beginning
That's not a cross, that's Christ on a stick
A sight so putrid, it makes Jesus sick
My conception was far from immaculate
I'm a sad sack of wasted ejaculate
My best compliments come from the back of my hand
And your face looks best buried in the sand
They say I'm gonna drink myself into a hearse
I say nothing can ever quench this bloody Irish thirst
My sins are sacred
You say sinning, I say living
You say sinning, I say living
Only feeble fools are that damn forgiving
You say sinning, I say living
You say sinning, I say living
The end of the world is only the beginning
All I see are
Pill poppers and nervous blinkers with
Pimple poppers and underage drinkers
Skunky skanks and weary whores with
Eager virgins who wear no drawers
Resentful parents corrupt their youth
Lawyers with conflicting definitions of the truth
Pestilence purveys over the greenest landscapes
Welcome the wrath of God with nowhere to escape
So don't judge me
To relish in the plague
Don't judge me
To dwell in its glory
Don't judge me
For the worst that I've done
You're not holy, you just don't have fun
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15. |
Blind In The Light
03:10
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Jesus sold my soul for some water and bread
Now he's drunk every Sunday night
The Devil sowed my soul with a needle and thread
Then he gave me back to the light
Callous saints scold kind sinners
Lucky losers beat sore winners
Clueless masters teach wise beginners
We're all blind in the light
Mama let me sank into the depths of despair
She said, “Boy, you'll never be a man”
Papa passed a pint and tousled my hair
And said, “This will keep your head in the sand”
Lovers in the midst of the plots that turn and twist
Children get quiet when they see a closed fist
Sad stories stained on their wrists
We're all blind in the light
Preacher from the penthouse
Sinning from revivals
Covet they religion and all of they idols
Looking everywhere for my goddamn bible
But I'm blind in the light
I just can't stand the light
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