LYRICS

 
 
 

The new songs for those of you that care (observe that we're a considerable amount less angry than in the days of yore):

molly

mike polumbi

cassie

face

new screaming song

runaround sue

supergirl

numb
--angel
saw her face just the other day : been so long : but my hand still shakes : bubbling over with so many things to say : but my ass just froze, turned heel and ran away : where's my angel? : saw her face just the other day : it's still covered in foam : she inebriates : with all the strength : of a broken gate : i try, i fail, i fall on my face : where's my angel : and if you see my angel : tell her i'm still around : and if you see my angel : tell her i'm still on the ground.

--boy
a boy walks into a room : he's been in befoe : hear's his parents fighting : the doctor closes the door : wonders why he has to miss : his class picnic : wonders why he's always sick : been so long : since he could play outside : been so long : since he could seek and hide : his mother walks in : with tears in her eyes : the doctor kneels down : hands him a sucker : says "son, you're gonna die : boy, there's a lot you've been through : and boy, there is nothing we can do : go ahead : make your bed : you can sleep there when you're dead : son, i'll tell you a story : so listen well : bad boys get cancer : and go to hell : boy, every person has their time : but boy : if im good : i'll see you : when its mine

--ellie
ellie moore is a cockteasing welp. (or something like that)

1. sacrifice i hope you like it : your crack your dick whip, and i come crawling just like a well-trained bitch. first you embrace me, and then you maim me. you love and then you hate me : a perfect symmetry. i cant do nothing right. ive lost the will to fight. if you wont be with me, please leave me be. im like a getaway, your safe place - sincere comfort and my smiling face. but when you leave me, you got your other friend; your little sex god, my kindness dividend. and alone in darkness, my face pressed against the wall, i feel my tears leak into my mouth and i scream. i scream. i know you can hear me. this is love's, this is love's, i am love's sacrifice.

2. credo for the cool the voice inside, "im not your kind". your self-laden majesty, self-bred atrocity. arrogance dies in time. better than me, youre better than me, cooler then me, youre cooler then me. thanks be to god. solitude is bliss. the persecuted soul is rich. the tormented will return to watch their tormentors burn. credo for the cool, missal of the fool; integrity long resigned, the blind leading the blind.

3. dowtown hanging out downtown, chocolate covers my frown, listening to the sound : 'hillians with the top down. the air is full of flying worms, soda jerks and razor burns, food stamps, wellfare forms, sluts of the age of four. its all so pretty, but all smells so shitty. ive got no time, covered in lemon lime. turtle wax makes me shine. brother can you spare a dime? never wanna be a dirt. never wanna wear a shirt. with that girl i like to flirt. for a kiss id wear a skirt. thinking is so overrated. my foreskin is perforated. wish that id be rape-dated. wish that i was carbonated. wish i could be here forever. wish that i had worn a sweater. will you be my best friend and be my tropical blend? i think id be free if wore a lettuce leaf. in my city. hanging out downtown, chocolate covers my frown, dressed like bobo the clown, wearing my b.k. crown. fried chicken is in great demand. tell mama im a good man. pork-n-beans, i have a can. i just wish i had some hands.

4. every person living with a big chip on your back cause youre black. tell me that i owe you, that i stoned you, a racist attack. youre treated like a criminal, well big deal, i dont give a fuck. cause the whole time you stand in line to cash in on my buck. its all the same : white on black, black on white, defamed. why cant you understand? black skin, white skin, youre just a man. living with a hatred, youre elated with a case of beer. (you) call yourself a master, while youre after the newest john deere. well as you wave your flag, or you beat a fag, lets make this one stick : when you condemn a black or you chew tobacce, youre still white trash, bitch. who you are, what youll be, is not decided by your creed. if you want to cry to me, cut your skin off, youll be free. every person has bad days. every person is the same. hate, my friend, is a cowards way, and ill be there to piss on your grave.

5. befouling my shoes with dog feces befouling my shoes with dog feces. it smells like shit, but i guess im stuck with it.

6. malaise she holds her hands up to keep out the light. she keeps her hopes up that it might end tonight. she cries as she dies inside. (and you wonder why). as her heart is torn, as her skin is worn, she learns what love is like. as he wipes his face, buries her in her place, a black hole is ripped in the sky. in comes the storm and there youre lain, screaming inside against the pain. and when hes done, again you are left with his love and a new scar.

7. father's day a father's love, a push and a shove; blood stains on your swollen face. the tears you suck back, throughout his attack, his cordial embrace. but this time it has changed, cause my rage you have engaged, and your daughters will is getting stronger. the lacerations, the bruise, all the mental abuse, wont go on any longer. so come on, act like its nothing. only lasts for a second - a momentary sting. but when you are drunk, and you beat her up, your death is one step closer, with each malicious swing. your whipping girl has had enough.

8. cool guy druggie amphetamines plague the brain, another slave to the pain, another bitch, another stain, another cunt, another name. passions eyes are sanguin. small town, small fame. pontiac brothel the game, social dominance attained. irreverant smile youve ingrained, delight in anothers shame. morality detained, succeptible disdain. effortlessly explain "its just the ways of the grain". empathy you feign, from compassion refrain. i wanna be like you, roll up a blunt or two, stick a needle in my arm, fuck the hoes in my car. i do drugs, im cool, i light up in school. i can make a bong out of clay, but i cant spell my name. with a joint in my hand, you know im the man, theres nothing i wont try, im just a cool druggie guy. inbred and inane, i do what my friends say. come on and get high, im just a cool druggie guy. how long can i sustain? can i pass 5th grade? will my dick be tamed, or will i just get mange? and when im raped by a great dane, and anal herpes remain, will i forfeit my reign and flush right down the drain? i wanna smoke weed, and do speed, lsd - what i need, and ya see : you could be me. in the dirt, on the street, being beat like the cheap piece of meat i concede. my soul in the mud just for a fucking buzz. with a gun in my face, i become erased. so this is what its like to die? another cool drugie guy. in hell ill suffice, cause that disease destroyed my life. do you wanna get high? another cool druggie guy.

9 lets talk dirty in hawaiian lyrics by john prine.

10 gaiman im shaking; unwilling. im sorry, just kidding. just shoot me, be like me. the girls cant help but love me. you dont know this story. dont hate me. im boring. im a loser. feel sorry for me. kill me please. everyone knows im a cool guy. i dont know why you dont realize. just look at me, cant you tell? im better then you, go to hell. sorry, sorry, im a punk, a jerk, a bitch, a stupid fuck. i could never be like you, i can never be like you. nevermind me, im a loser. for i dont matter much. everyone loves you the most. just look at your expensive clothes. im so cool. everyone wants to be just like me. i drink kegs and get mad hoes. everyone has got to know because it makes me feel so great to say how i threw down that keg. things unsaid, things unknown. ill see you for what you are. i was scared, i have grown. now you think im so bizarre. just look at me, why cant you tell im better than you? go to hell. im sorry, im sorry. im a punk. youre the one i want to kill. you wont break my will. ill see you later when i feel better. ive got to practice being just like you. because im afraid of you. everything is cool. all the girls love you, but i see through. i see through you. fuck me, screw you. i now how see how cool you are with your cool lingo, your cool car. everyone knows im a cool guy, i dont know why you dont realize. just look at me, cant you tell im better than you? go to hell. your perfect image shines. your box, everyone inside. world in the palm of your hand. kill me to be big man. all the girlies they just love you, all the girlies all such big fans. why cant you just be yourself and tell them that you are a gaiman? a gaiman.

11. the economic distrust of a hinduist priest transcending the primitive human desire to gestate with cattle. by the time you finish reading the title, the song is over

12. ...and she bled your smiles a prison to the pain inside. the guilt for your decision; the scars remind. feel my hand, now my jism. dont try to deny. its the way, stuck in this ism, youre stripped of your pride. your misery the sole victim, your tears begin to dry. while he laughs, "so many women, i have made mine". you fall, you cry, you stand, you rise. the pledge he sighs wont compensate this time. torn apart, torn awry. turn away from his eyes. instilled, enshrined. born this way is a line. gratify, then ostricize, youre used, youre deprived. this disease, now maligned, must be purified. disolve the lust, disolve the lies, erase the pain, erase all guys. 1 second of pleasure, a lifetime of regret - it doesnt have to be this way. you can reject (unzip and stick, oh what fun to wet your dick). you who worship dick (hey all you assholes), you whom i detest (with your little dicks in your hands), SEX IS A GIFT, NOT A CONQUEST.

----the nonalbum, album tracks----

13. depression in g major (one of two songs from a production of "hamlet" - early '98)

14. isthatmytoeoryourbum (orginally from "trauma of the lawnmower" - late '97) every time that i have lied, and everything that you have tried. we could never be friends but i dont know why. doesnt make any sense to me. all the battles i have one, and all the people you have shunned. we could never be friends... you are done.

15. come, music (also from "hamlet" - early '98) hamlet - WHOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOHHHHH

16. downtown (ignorant warthog remix) (late '99)

17. & (mid '97)