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Man's Milk
04:38
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The Sun comes up, hanging in a hollow sky
I'm still here but I just don't know why
Ooh, I tried, but I just couldn't get away
Now's the time to kick it
Shit it out
Take it away from me before I fuckin' break it
Stop counting with your face
Nobody knows the truth
Stop counting with your face
Your life is not to blame
Nobody knows the truth
Your life is not to blame
Stuck in here, with knuckle-draggin' hominids
In the dark with cave-dwellin' bipeds
Ooh, escape, unlock the psychic core
Now's the time to kick it
Shit it out
Take it away from me before I fuckin' break it
I'm livin' on a handful of nothin'
Nobody knows the truth
Come back with a bag fulla somethin'
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Stay Dead
06:27
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Every word you say is empty
Compared to the calm of Shanti
All the air you move is wasted
Every breath you take is tainted
Stay dead
Stay dead
Stay dead
Dead, dead, dead
Bad luck, superstition
Never ask permission
Spinning slowly on a hook
Collapsing star is your new look
Stay dead
Stay dead
Stay dead
Dead, dead, dead
The body is receding
The mind has stopped receiving
The stained-glass air
The God effect
No such thing as perfect
Stay dead
Stay dead
Stay dead
Dead, dead, dead
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Lady Graveyard
05:11
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She's the kind of girl you want
She's the kind you like to flaunt
And take to dinner
She's got style, she's got grace, she's got something on her face
She's a winner
She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa,
She's a Lady.
Talkin' about that little lady,
and the lady is a-mine.
Well she's never in the way
Always something nice to say, oh what a blessin'
I can leave her on her own
Knowing she's OK alone, and there's no messin'
She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa,
She's a Lady.
Talkin' about that little lady,
and the lady is a-mine.
Well she knows what I'm about
She can take what I dish out
And that's not easy
Well she knows me through and through
She knows just what to do
And how to please me.
She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa,
She's a Lady.
Talkin' about that little lady,
and the lady is a-mine.
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(they remain indecipherable)
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5. |
Destroyed
02:14
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If this bottle was a gun
I would grow my hair long
I would live in a slum
And build the acid bomb
I would live on drugs
And a bag of brown rice
Make love on a rug
I'd be as cool as ice
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
If this bottle was a gun
I would fly to the sun
I'd shoot golden cum
I'd be the chosen one
I would hold back time
I'd be the last of my kind
I would enter the void
I would become Destroyed
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
If this bottle was a gun
Well, the race is run
I've had my fun
Go back from where I come
I'd be eatin' lead
I'd have a bullet in my head
There's a vortex in my room
From the womb to the tomb
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
Destroyed!
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Inhaler
04:03
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Falling
I found that I was falling
Crawling
In the dirt
Wasted
My mind was penetrated
Naked
Upon The Earth
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7. |
Leatherman
04:18
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Well they call me Leatherman
My hair is white
My skin is tanned
My legs are bent
My chest is full
She strokes me like a womammal
If you want some dirty street drugs
And you don't mind dying
Call on me and bring some money
We won't ever stop trying
To get high
I'm fit, I'm fucked, I'm five foot four
I'm rolling on a bathroom floor
A string of teeth around my neck
My glassy eyes
My shrunken head
If you want some dirty street drugs
And you don't mind dying
Call on me and bring some money
We won't ever stop trying
To get high
I am the Grand Lothario
Rolling down the Chatsworth Road
The pills, the booze, the trips, the speed
Are all the all the things I'll ever need
If you want some dirty street drugs
And you don't mind dying
Call on me and bring some money
We won't ever stop trying
To get high
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8. |
Om Nama Shivaya
09:14
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Om Nama Shivaya, Shivaya Nama Om
Om Nama Shivaya, Shivaya Nama Om
Om Nama Shivaya, Shivaya Nama Om
Om Nama Shivaya, Shivaya Nama Om
(repeat infinitely, if possible)
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Luminous Bodies are Dan Hunt, Gordon Watson, Luca Zoo
Franzoni, Tom Fug, Tracy Bellaries
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