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Blue Skies Over Dundalk, 1998
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Tits & Whiskey

Fast cars and explosions
Party hats and motion lotion
Lets go down to the ocean
And break out the tits and whiskey

Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me
I am Ernies rubber ducky
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
Let break out the tits and whiskey

It has to be filthy
I'm ripe and I'm healthy
I wish I was wealthy
So fuck the rhythm and lets break out the tits and whiskey
Cause that shows were anarchists

Im all about right now
And everything I do is Fowl
So get out another motel towel
To wipe up the tits and whiskey
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Piss Off

Piss off the wrong people and they send you to jail
Piss off the right people and they tell you youre charming
I said, How come we never kiss when we're sober???And he said, Mary, you ask too many questions.
I hope Im never satisfied
Yeah, I hope Im never satisfied

Rip off the wrong people and they send you to jail
Rip off the right people and they say you show initiative
I said, How come we only fuck when you want to??
And he said, Mary, you ask too many questions.
Piss on the wrong people and they send you to jail
Piss on the right people and they say you're an artist
I said, How come you never tell me you love me???
He said, I dont And thats enough with the questions.
And it feels so good to be misunderstood.
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Mac & Cheese

All I wants boy to make me some mac and cheese
All I wants boy to make me some mac and cheese

Just straight up mac with no franks or peas
But every boy whos made me mac and cheese
Has always turned out to be a violent sociopath

All I wants boy to make me some brussels sprouts
All I wants boy to make me some brussels sprouts

Hed know me inside and out
But every boy whos made me brussels sprouts
Has always turned out to be a violent sociopath

All I wants boy to make me iced tea from a powder
All I wants boy to make me iced tea from a powder

But when I yell for joy, he yells louder
Cause every boy whos made me iced tea from a powder
Has always turned out to be a violent sociopath

All I wants boy whos not a violent sociopath

All I wants boy whos not a violent sociopath

Love him til my dying breath
Man, fuck the food Ill starve to death
If I could just find a boy whos not a violent sociopath
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Blue Skies Over Dundalk

Therell be angels, making music in the air
Therell be magic, for all of us to share
Therell be blue skies over Dundalk when I break your heart

Therell be flowers, blooming happy in the sun
Therell be O's fans goin down the ocean hon
Therell be blue skies over Dundalk when I break your heart

I never meant to hurt you
Mi diablo, mi amigo
But I built up so much character
I have an alter ego

And I have to make a clean break
And I have to do it quick
Cause the pain you give me, babe
Would make Cal Ripken call in sick

Therell be ravens, blocking tackles in the sky
Therell be cans of Natty Boh for you and I
Therell be blue skies over Dundalk when I break your heart
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Sadie Hawkins Day

Well its early in the a.m. and I?eelin?nda blind
Got tequila on my t-shirt, desperation on my mind
In just a couple days now I?be turning seventeen
And I got this little streak in me that?wenty times mean

Dress it up more like a high school whore
Won?eave ? I get what I come for
Don?ike parties but they get me drunk
And my ship?come in before I?unk

Well it?arly in the a.m. and I?eelin?nda stewed
And the drug that fills my system puts me in a reckless mood
Wanna drink a little rum and have a lot of sex
Doing everything the opposite that dear old Dad expects

Gonna dress it up more like a high school whore
Won?eave ? I get what I come for
Don?ike parties but they get me laid
And I?ff no better if I left or stayed

Well it?arly in the a.m. and I?eelin?nda trashed
Somebody found a six-pack that he didn?now he?tashed
Said I?uck him for a Mickey, said I?uck him for a light
Won?e the only actress at this curtain call tonight

Secret smile in his eyes, a bonfire in his hair
And the lace upon the push-up bra reminds me why it?here
It?arly in the morning and the sky is turning grey
And I?unching in his ticket ?se it?adie Hawkins Day

Dress it up, baby ??is girl?o lady
And she doesn?ant to be ignored
Heart like granite ??ere?he vodka, dammit?
When I?tone cold sober I?tone cold bored

Dress it up more like a high school whore
Won?eave ? I get what I come for

Don?ike parties but I feel all right
And I be back again tomorrow night
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Breakfast

This is the song with all the things in it
This song was written to impress Jodie Foster
Oh baby, work it all night long

That bottle of Aunt Jemima better stop talking to me
She?aking too much goddamned sense
She says, ??ou get your head to be so big
And your body to be so little???t;br>
And I don?ave the heart to rip her head off
And pour syrup on my pancakes
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
You?not my problem ??m my problem

?? Why? Why? Why? Why??? said
?anna Arquette doesn?ook like a thing like Madonna
And you?ave to be a moron
To desperately seek either one.??t;br>
This tattoo won?ome off
I thought it was the lick ?stick ?kind
But I couldn?igure out what that machine was for
Or why I was in so much pain

That bottle of Aunt Jemima better stop talking to me
She?aking too much goddamned sense
I?eally stoned and I think Mom
Put acid in my orange juice again

? big huge phallic representation of mankind??t;br>She says to my juice glass
And she turns on me and says something about
How she hates being a stupid fucking racial stereotype

Fuck yeah
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Green Eggs & Hamlet

Hey now Ophelia
Are you looking for a swim?
Yeah, your man?one you wrong
So, whatcha gonna do to him?

Any Dane?tell you, girlie
You take a chance with one-night stands
Got a pocket full of posies
And a lily in your hands

Hey now, Ophelia
Gonna be or not to be?
Swirling in the icy water
Get thee to a nunnery

Such a shame that our affairs from England came too late
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead
There?omething rotten in this state

Into the depths we go
Watch out for the undertow
The tide is high today
Watch you don?et swept away
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Student Loan

I?n the road, I won?e back again
I?n the road, I won?e back again

I been gone since God knows when
With this guitar my only friend
?se I can?fford to pay my student loan

Collection agents barking on my trail
Collection agents barking on my trail

They tap my phones, they read my mail
They say they'll throw me straight in jail
If I fail to pay my student loan

My sweet lover said he?ait for me
My sweet lover said he?ait for me

But when I came back what did I see
But a girl on his arm with a Bachelor?egree
She already paid her student loan

So I?onna sit and play this here guitar
I?onna sit and play this here guitar

?se if I play this here guitar
Then maybe David Geffen will make me a star
Then I could pay back my student loan
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Mercyfuck

I?ot amused anymore
And nothing? muse anymore
I sing of love and of hate
But I?ust masturbating my soul

And I don?ant to live anymore
And I don?ant to give anymore
If I fawn, if I flirt, I just keep getting hurt
And it?aken its toll

I wish I could fuck all my sorrow away
And fuck ? the dawn of the next fucking day
Fuck the chorus and verse, fuck the pain getting worse
Fuck it all ? I burn

I wish I could fuck all of you ? you see
I?he worst fuck up in all history
Fuck your image and mine, fuck your limp valentine
Fuck it all ? I learn

I?ot a kid anymore
I don?now what I did anymore
But on every damn pass, karma bushwacks my ass
And I get it all back

And I don?ant to move anymore
I?got nothing to prove anymore
If I run, if I sit, still it all turns to shit
Then it turns to attack

I wish I could fuck all the memory I keep
Fuck the next ten years and just go to sleep
I?ucked if I do and I?ucked if I say
I?ucked if I don?so I?ucked anyway

I wish I could fuck all of you ? you see
I don?eed your mercyfuck sympathy
Fuck your word and your prayers, fuck your stares and my cares
Fuck it all ? I learn
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Valentine

Don?ive a damn what it?ll about
I just wanna see how it all turns out
My mind?kin tight, but my skin?o loose
Everclear is apple juice, I?winging from a liquid noose

Get me drunk and get in line
I?verybody?alentine
Meet me in a few more sips
Kiss my red apocalips

I will never be ignored
I may be a slut, but I?ever bored
I?go down on anything
Cage that bird and watch her sing

High on life, but it?ot mine
Everybody?alentine
Damaged goods all bought and sold
Cunt?ast iron, but my heart?ure gold

Drunk is: opening a wound half-healed
Drunk is: every little fantasy revealed
Drunk is: babble on ? everybody thinks they see your soul
Drunk is: going from control freak to a freak with no control

Fill my hole with cum and wine
I?verybody?alentine
This bitter little mouth is my only claim to fame
?se once you?given head, nothing ever tastes the same

Drunk is: opening a wound half-healed
Drunk is: every bit of cruelty revealed
Drunk is: turning my shame into my pride
Drunk is: always a bridesmaid, never a bride

Roulette Girl, 1999
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Roulette Girl

What is that you?saying?
My Roulette Girl
What game is that you?playing?
My Roulette Girl

And don?a think you?rushin??
You?rushin?, you?rushin?, you?rushin?
Where is the fire?
My Roulette Girl

Rollin?d a-rockin?t;br>My Roulette Girl
Loadin?d a-lockin?t;br>My Roulette Girl

And don?a think you?rushin??
You?rushin?, you're rushin?, you?rushin?
Where is the fire?
My Roulette Girl

Are you gonna go out with a bang?
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The Bottle?alking Now

Darlin?ke the duct tape from the shelf
Save me from my foolish, drunken self
Character assassinations
From my spirits and libations
It?ust the bottle talking now

As the intoxication flows
My sweet inebriation grows
When martinis pass my lips
All my quips get razor tips
It?ust the bottle talking now

And I take another swallow
Could it be my leg is hollow?
Shot, with a beer to follow
My charm is cashed
I must be trashed

Darlin?ke this cocktail from my sight
Take my keys and make me spend the night
Won?ive down the things I say
If I live to see another day
It?ust the bottle talking now
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The World Is Full of Bastards

He said, ?y is the rarest gem
And she?he wildest flower.
I?make my Mary merrier
With every passing hour.??t;br>
So I made a certain sacrifice
As soon as we were through
I said, ?r Mary loves you, lad.??t;br>And he said, ?ry?o???t;br>
You don?now if an apple?otten
? you take a bite
You don?now if there?reakfast comin?t;br>? you spend the night

And I?ure I?kiss my share of frogs
Before my time is done
The world is full of bastards
And I?dated every one

Eh, the lad was oh-so-generous
Much more than you would think
He didn?ave a license
But he still drove me to drink

And I had no insecurities
So he gave me some of his
But I didn?eed his sorrow, man
I?rish as it is

You don?now if the beer is bitter
? you buy a glass
You don't know if your peace of mind
Is just a piece of ass

And I?ure I?kiss my share of frogs
Before my time is done
The world is full of bastards
And I?dated every one
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Swan Dive

These triumphs and successes
Just lead to bigger messes
Once blessed and bound for glory
But that's another story

All your dreams will fall apart
Your fondest wishes too
And the fears you thought you conquered
Will be right here when they do

Whispers of a history
You?eft for dead and gone
Like the little bird who told me
That you ain?o fuckin?an

Self-taught and -referential
Drunk on your own potential
That cruel and patient chuckling
Is just your inner duckling

Eager to expose you
For the hero that you?not
And remind you in its lullabies
Of failures you?orgot

Whispers of a history
You?eft for dead and gone
Like the little bird who told me
That you ain?o fuckin?an

If you were really clever
You?ake it live forever
Pray God that when the drought hits
You get to keep the outfits
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Rational Bohemian

I wanna walk around
And kick the tires of your mind
Trace the laces to the places
And embrace them as they subtly unwind

Sid my Vicious, you?delicious
Stars and garters ?? my dishes
Pass me the bottle and I?coddle
The floor model of your mind

I wanna take a trip
To your cerebral petting zoo
I know there ain?o cages
Just the pages of the ages that is you

I can?ecant, you?too enchanting
Raise my rent and rave my ranting
I?creep behind the keeper
As he sleeps beside the zebras of your mind

I wanna tie one on
In the nightclub of your mind
Travel down underground and buy a round
For any clown that I can find

Truth be told, you?good as gold
Hot patootie ??ess my soul
I?order up a porter and a quarter
For the jukebox of your mind
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Mata Hari

Once upon a time there was a cotton-candy slut
Who would?been a beauty if she kept her mouth shut
Polyester princess gettin?etty plenty play
Tore up from the floor up, man ??d this is what she?ay:

? so sexy, I?o sorry
Bargain basement Mata Hari
My proportions epidemic
Just a bimbo with a gimmick.??t;br>
Has a man she keeps on hand for when she needs a fix
Every time he kisses her he tastes like other chicks
That?ll fine ?se she don?ind it if he isn?rue
Plenty more where he came from and they all want her too

She?o super, she?o swell
Cut-throat, cut-rate Jezebel
No one?rone, nobody?ool
Grows her own and owns her cool

Boys?come and boys?go ?? doesn?other her
Last names are a mystery and first names are a blur
Maybe when she?one with sin she?settle down at last
Says: ? they call it ?w gin?en it works so damn fast???t;br>
She? starling, she? swan
Discount whore of Babylon
Tear your heart out by the roots
Magdalene in go-go boots

Holy Mary pray for us
Holy Mary pray for us
Mata Hari pray for us
Mata Hari pray for us
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Punk Rock Heaven

Baby, you?a poseur
Honey, I should know
You ask me where the shows are
But then you never go

Poseur purgatory
Awaits you at the end
But that?ot my story
I?tell you why, my friend

Got my Martens on with steely toes
Spike my hair and pierce my nose
I?oin? to Punk Rock Heaven

Hippie Hell awaits you, Jack
Unless you take that tie-dye off your back
And jump the track to Punk Rock Heaven

The smack up there is pearly white
There?lways time to pick a fight
The leather pants are nice and tight
The Pistols play there every night

Got my guitar and my drum
Hey Johnny Thunders ??re I come!
Comin? to Punk Rock Heaven

If I was you I tell you, son
I?ierce my nipples with a staple gun
And make a run for Punk Rock Heaven

The smack up there is white as snow
Pack my bags, man ??re I go!
Maybe in an hour or so
I?catch a G.G. Allin show

Hey every junky, punk and freak
If Manic Panic makes you weak
Then follow me and catch that train
Pleased to meet you, Kurt Cobain

I need a mohawked, tattooed, flannel-clad
Combat-booted lovely lad
To take me up to Punk Rock Heaven
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Tempest

My manner is imperious
My logic is empirical
And I?ad at being a girlfriend
So I?oping for a miracle

I fear your disappointment
When I don?urn out ethereal
Though either way for me
I know it means some new material

Now don?o thinkin?at you?special
Just because you are
?se I?ound to overthink it
And I always go too far

But if you think this kind of tempest
May just be your cup of tea
Then I?ike to offer you
The heart of me

Each attempt to clarify
Serves only to confuse
And it feels just like a fracture
But it looks more like a bruise

And my heart can?ear the weight
Of one more empty ?ove you??t;br>And I?strained my eyes to blindness
Trying to find a point of view

Now don?o thinkin?at I?razy
Just because I am
?se I wouldn?ct indifferent
If I didn?ive a damn

And if you think this kind of tempest
May just be your cup of tea
Then I?ike to offer you
The heart of me

Now don?o thinkin?at I love you
Just because I do
?se I?never met a certainty
I couldn?isconstrue

But if you think this kind of tempest
May just be your cup of tea
Then I?ike to offer you
The heart of me

Yes, I?ike to offer you
The heart of me
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Takes His Place

Says, ?y, I?ll sorts of sorry.??t;br>Says, ?e, you know I?ll kinds of sad.??t;br>Says, ?be it was fun while it lasted.??t;br>I say, ?y, I just wish that it had.??t;br>
Stands before me and his arms are folded
Teeth clenched in a too-perfect face
Turns to leave, an anonymous other
Steps in line to take his foolish place

Each lover?onversation
?ove you??o, I love you more??t;br>A perfect imitation
Of the one who came before

Every lover tells a different story
Every story always ends the same
Every lover spins the same kind of sugar
Only thing that changes is his name

Every dream and childhood recollection
Whispered to me in exactly the same way
Don?sk me where it hurts, now
I swear to God I couldn't say

That which doesn?ill me strengthens me
Repeated end-to-endlessly
If I?o goddamned strong now
How come I feel so lonely?

He says lots of lovely fill-in-the-blank
He so stresses that he?ot like other men
I sit back, he stands up
And the cycle circles ?nd again

One follows right behind the other
Line forms to the right and single-file
Another break-up, another lover
I haven?elt this old in a while

Each loving lie is spoken
How we mean it at the time
Identical hearts are broken
Another goes to the back of the line

?ove you?? love you??t;br>?ove you??o, I love you more??t;br>Each sentiment, each resident
Just the same as the one who came before, yeah

Tell me again until I feel something
Tell me again until I feel something
Tell me again until I feel something
Tell me again until I feel something, yeah

?se I feel nothing now
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New Tricks

I went to years of public schools
Those education tractor-pulls
It gave me a diploma and a scar

?ant to be a star!??cried
They said, ??overqualified.
Why don?ou learn to tune your damn guitar???t;br>
I fucked a bunch of stupid men
Went back and fucked ?all again
Was never much for romance anyhow

Pressing Sunday comic art
Onto my Silly Putty heart
It doesn?reak, just bends a little now

I was gonna change the world through music
I was gonna fall in love
I was gonna live the good life I?een hearing so much of

I was gonna be a rock star, baby
I was gonna have some fun
I sure miss twenty-one

Every friend a starving artist
Argue over who?he smartest
Every contest ending in a draw

Masquerade as petty thugs
And do some psychedelic drugs
Nipping at the ankles of the law

We were gonna start a revolution
We were gonna make the scene
We were gonna marry movie stars and storm the silver screen

We were gonna write important novels
We were gonna start a band
It hasn?one as planned

Spent more years than I remember
In a club where every member
Never feels as if he quite belongs

Searching for my pleasure in
Some brand-new kind of deadly sin
My life is just as aimless as my songs

I?onna make it back to college
I?onna quit my job
I?onna buy the store that I?een planning just to rob

I?onna teach this old dog new tricks
Drinking from the brimming cup
As soon as I wake up
GOOD MORNING