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Soul Doubt

sometimes I feel my life is going 'round in circles beneath my eyes are bluish black there's nothing new, no one I wanna talk to nothing I wanna think about, I got soul doubt
I stick my head out of the window, it's closed instead of air, I get glass stuck into my head the city's sounding, and I can't seem to stop the pounding can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round can't keep my thoughts form flying 'round not sure what I'm thinking about, I got soul doubt
a shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain a frameless Erte, a painting without a signature she's waiting for someone to save here as I pass her by I see Cinderella
she doesn't fit into the slipper like she fits in a bottle of liquor there's no one to take her away
her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me the question is asked, whatcha' gonna do for me? I don't want nothin', just a connection I gotta know what she's all about cause I know she's been there soul doubt
I stick my head out of the window once again this time I see a thousand faces all too clear they wear the same expression, I've seen in my face so many times, I know exactly how they feel I know exactly how they feel I know just what they think about they've got soul doubt

Stickin in my Eyes

when I look 'round, I only see outta one eye as the smoke surrounds my head, the sauna I hear the voices, but I can't make out their words saying things, saying things that
I got something stickin in my eye got something stickin in my eye got something stickin in my eye
I feel unusual from thinking about the underground decay, God help me kill beneath the camera, watch the world begin to cry it's not from pity, it comes from what's been sticking in my eye
got something stickin in my eye

Bob

fifteen years getting loaded fifteen years 'till his liver exploded now what's bob gonna do now that he can't drink? the doc said, "what were you thinkin 'bout?" bob said, "that's just the point, I wasn't thinkin bout nothing now I gotta do something else to pass the time."
had someone shave his head got a new identity sixty-two holed air cushioned boots and a girl who rides a scooter to take him out of town they could get away riding around, as the trucks drive by you could hear the mother truckers go . . .
a couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe he'll be kickin in heads at the punk rock show, yeah bob's the kinda guy who knows just bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do when the doctor tells him to "quit you drinkin, now's the time." will he ever walk the line? will he ever walk the line? to all my friends, I fell just great but will he ever walk the line? kickin ass and bustin heads red suspenders once a day he shaves his head but will he ever walk the line?

You're Bleeding

you've got the beauty, but that don't mean a thing a bland reciprocation, but that doesn't bother me you're happier with lights on underneath a darkened sky only in the spotlight can you tell me of your crimes
I understand the situation, but I can't seem to understand the motivations you once had I recall a message I once left behind a screen I was entranced, when you were never there for me
you're draining, you're draining me, I'm not a tub what ever happened to the girl I used to hold? I held in such a high regard where is the girl who had it all?
I used to think I wasn't worthy of your cause I used to feel so lucky until the day I felt a weakness in my arms I knew from where it had been coming
you're bleeding, you're bleeding me, I can recall the passions you once had, where did they go? I knew a girl who had it all I knew a girl where did she go?

Straight Edge
lyrics by Ian McKay Minor Threat

Liza and Louise

liza's had enough of men she says, she won't get burned again she says, they don't know how to fuck her last boyfriend, the shmuck shared with her a nice disease kept her passive, on her knees 'til one day she took his car and drove it to the city
liza had put down a few when she met this girl named lou who convinced her to go home with her she said, "my name's louise now will you take your clothes off please? I want to take you to the moon and back so get on your back." with a flick of the tongue she made her scream she made her laugh she made her dance she was happy for the first time and you know she wanted more
now with her legs spread wider she needed to have louise inside her she said, "I'll never forget the first time you kissed me, now I want you to fist me." louise didn't need a second invitation she knew just what to do she knew just what to do
liza had cum a few times before but she had never even seen the door into the world of pleasures of the flesh she felt just like 16 and her life before now was a dream or even a nightmare thats over and done just like warm healing rays shining from the sun

The Bag

endless evenings of non-exist are getting shorter, monotonous like an intruder, I belong outside although I find myself right back the same place I was before saying things I'd say once more
there's no reason for me to be here, no I feel so lonesome, surrounded by friends who are talking about me saying things I could care less about this dialogue is without worth, content, significance conversational ambivalence hear the same things every night, it just ain't right I'm not the one to hold the bag
give me something I can sink my teeth into show me a time, tell me a story that I haven't heard a million times before I pass out from boredom as I watch the people pass I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating are we all living for the past, never realizing we're clinging to an empty bag lacking content, significance conversational ambivalence say the same thing every night, it just ain't right we'll see who's left holding the bag

Please Play this Song on the Radio

we wrote this song, it's not too short, not too long it's got back-up voc's in just the right places it's got a few oohs and ahhs it takes a little pause just before the second chorus please play this song on the radio almost every line is sung in time almost every verse ends in a rhyme the only problem we had was writing enough words but that's okay, because the chorus is coming up again now please play this song on the radio please play this song on the radio

Warm

one more time for Ho Jo, you know I can't wait another wasted line I'm sittin' in the corner, I can feel the weight of my head on top of my spine there's nothing to be scared of once you've seen the light, reflecting through the screen a eudaemonistic life composed of tar and nicotine
you know it, you know it, you know it 'cause you've seen it, now you believe it you know it because it seems so real you know it because you've seen it, now you believe it you know it because it seems so real it seems so real, it seems so real, it seems so real
sit back and relax and do nothin', na, na, na, na you'll laugh, then you'll cry, then feel nothin', na, na, na, na implanted images of morality images of life, they seem so real
one more time for Ho Jo, what does it mean? I'm not sure I know, while looking for somebody deep inside a dream, my sunshine turns to snow now it's blowin' inside, I don't feel the cold yet I'm frozen to my seat my eyes have seen the truth and still my mind admits defeat

Wanna be your Baby

open you self, let me inside open your arms, I have nowhere to go, so let me into you I need to be where nothing can hurt me open your legs, to let me crawl inside of you, I need to be inside your womb, so take me home inside of you, envelope me, I'm home
I wanna be your baby bringin' me down bringin' me down
open your lips and take me in I need to be inside within let me become a part of you let me inside of you, swallow me whole
I want to know the things you hide I want to feel the things you feel I want to breath the air you breath I want to live inside of you, take me
brigin' me down I wanna be your baby let me live inside

Johnny Appleseed

through word of mouth let it be known the man who spends his life on a mission, he's legendary traveling from coast to coast he's the contemporary Johnny Appleseed
he's making sure his garden grows he'll plant a seed in every town he goes fertilizing the countryside couldn't stop him with insecticide
makin' sure that the garden grows, yeah, yeah, yeah he'll water the yard with the garden hose and you know he'll be plantin' his seed, yeah, yeah, yeah groomin' the backyard, or whackin' a weed
when diggin' holes, he'll be wearing a glove he go into the shed, get out a shovel, and he shove he'll plant the seed, makin' sure it's sown he go into the shed, and he start hoein' with the hoe, ho, ho, ho
makin' sure that the garden grow, yeah, yeah, yeah he'll water the yard with the garden hose grooomin' the backyard or whackin' a weed, yeah, yeah, yeah the contemporary Johnny Appleseed

She's Gone

a blackened wick is what remains the flame was blown out just recently although the candle hadn't burned down to the stick it wouldn't be lit again, the day won't be so bright
we don't know what she may have been all we know is what she left behind an apartment cluttered with children's toys, photos of good times
in the bedroom, there's sheets on the windows there's a four poster bed for a reason there's a box on the floor full of secrets it won't be opened
here older boys and girls would play all inhibitions were left behind as the door would close, her face began to shine this was her finest hour, this was her finest time
now, she's gone, and it's not gonna be alright, not for me
she's gone, but not forgotten, she's still here in all those years she touched so many lives who's gonna watch the little girl she left behind?
Carol Anne stands alone in the school yard all the other children have gone after waiting for hours, she can't understand why her mother left her
in the darkness she sees definition in the silence, she hears someone calling after nightmares, she lies in bed screaming but there's no reaction there's no one listening, there's no one now, she's gone, and it's never gonna be alright not for me she's gone

Buggley Eyes

have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek and woke up with Bo Didley? have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek and woke up with Bo Didley?
you got so loaded, you thought that she was the most beautiful gal that you ever did see yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek and woke up with Bo Didley?
woke up in the morning, to your surprise a couple melons in tube socks, and buggley eyes yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek and woke up with Bo Didley?

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