Bugattitype 35 Lyrics
Lyrics
1. Winner
Just in time to please me
I was slipping away from here
Cash in the chip that put me over the top
It's been a crazy, crazy year
Chorus:
Will you unclench my fist
While I try to conform
Aching from the trip
You caught me sobbing
With humiliation in my eyes
Lose my mind, forgive me
I was holding my skull in place
Try to relax they tell you to blend in the scene
It is the best way to fall from grace
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Congratulations you lmay already be a winner
Walk the line, control me
I am not myself for you
Send home the note
With my excuse for a life
I've got nothing better to do.
2. Mister Paul
Mister Paul
You've been losing too much sleep
Over nothing at all
It's a drag
Left you standing alone
In a corner facing trouble
Who's to blame
For your tight fist Mister Paul
Mister Paul
It was only make believe,
It was only in your head
Listen here
Everybody falls down
The trick is getting up
Who's to blame
For your tight fist
Mister Paul
3. Big Boss
Love, hate, bang----you wait
She won't, he don't care
Is she, was she there that day
When you came around
We all fall down when we realize
Comfort me with no surprise
Get too close and she'll burn your eyes
No time - stand in line
Pressure turns into diamonds
We heard that you climbed
A mountain of pain
I saw your face on the news
What are you trying to prove
With your neighborhood
Beating the dog because she was no good
Where is your claim mister deputy of pain
Driving your souped up, jacked up, painted red,
Hard bargin of shame
Hearts are wondering what is your coloring
In bad dreams and it seems, we all loved you
Once in a while, once in a while, once in a while
Big boss takes a loss
Passengers stealing the bases
You burned the faces that came to your door
This is your time captain "everything is fine"
You could be fucked up, sucked up any day
So get away
I'm so satisfied you're on the other side
Of bad dreams and it seems, we all loved you
4. Safety Net
If I could just pull the world closer to my seat
I could reach everything from here
Oh dear, wasn't it for real the time you felt me up
In the middle of your parents' kitchen
Wishing I would give you more
No whore lives down the safety net
You're gonna wish you could get yours
Sick of my head was all you said
Did you ever stop and think I would have done you
Walking the thin line, I'll be fine tonight
My sick sense is in love with you
My soul wants to climb all over you
No whore lives down the safety net
You're gonna with you could get yours
What a nice face put me in my place
Getting over you isn't part of my big picture show
Ask me if I want to do it slow fast anywhere but here
You can count me in
This time I'm leaving myself behind
No whore lives down the safety net
Your gonna wish you could get yours
5. Sing
Sing - tell 'em what they oughtta' know
Sing - break the cage they keep you in
Find - yourself a dirty word can you make it ring true
Hope - it's ringing in your ear
Nope - wait just a minute dear
You - won't last another year better have some fun
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Stick her in the back - shove her under there
Get her out of sight - but did you ever see her
Crush - the way they think of you
Crush - the way they dared you to
Dream - you might wake up alive better than living their lies
War - you live it every day
Raped - in such a subtle way
Kill - it's such an easy road out of the cage you're in
Chorus
What kind of witness leaves the scene of a crime
What kind of witness stands in silence everytime
They see another dead tree
Where's your conviction is it stuck with mine
I'm beginning to lose my will can you spare that dime
Did you ever see her
Sing - tell 'em what they oughtta' know
Sing - break the cage they keep you in
Find - yourself a dirty word
Can you make it ring true
6. Killboard
And the ad shows a twenty year old girl
In an old man's T-shirt
And she looks fourteen and her lips are really red
She's got those puppy eyes
And the ad cries out hey buy this t-shirt
And the ad cries out fuck me
Five-thousand women died - they hadn't eaten
And a hundred-thousand more little girls get beaten
And the ad cries out fuck me
A woman straddles a dick
Resembles a deoderant stick
It's and ad just a picture, are you sure
If I smell clean you'll fuck me
Come a long way baby, come a long long way
And the ad lays the law for how we look and how we smell
And the pigs behind the ad can take their product straight to hell
Five-thousand women died...
7. Slab
Little bag of sin knows where you been
Big world of eyes watch you compromise
Your peace of mind is so unkind
Little dirty look feeling what you took
Spirit in my head says go sink a piece of lead
No cross to bear no cross to bear
We'll bring you down we'll starve your glory
You'll hate the sound of our trigger happy finger
Little corporate grin gonna help you win
Big world of eyes watch you pulverize
Nice piece of ass gonna make it last
Little bag of sin gonna turn you in
Big world of eyes sees what it crucifies - with a little luck
We'll bring you down we'll starve your glory
You'll hate the sound of our sudden, wreckless,
trigger, happy, finger
8. Paradise
I saw you walk away
It took no time for sunny days to come
And you - where were you gonna go
Small town, lay down, every seat is ringside
Sit and spin taught me what I needed to know
Life - Smiling sadly going nowhere
You - where were you gonna go
You're a greyhound short of paradise, paradise
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Hey you - over there
With your head
Turned away from me
Do you care
Every year on father's day
I wipe so many tears away
I watched you pack your bags
I bit my lip my mouth was full of blood
And you - where were you gonna go
Hard times no lies don't forget to write me
Look at me happy with hungryman dinners
Tuesday night, Tuna caserole
And you - where were you gonna go
You're a greyhound short of paradise, paradise
Chorus
I watch the phone feeling very empty
I shut my eyes and I can sleep for days
And you - where do you think you are
I'll hock the world to try and get your soul back
Are you in paradise
Chorus
Take me away from here
That's what I whispered in your ear
I'm losing ground turn around
9. Stimulate
I want you to stimulate me
Hate me if I'm begging
Curse the day for giving me a suicide
Pretty little genocide up your sleeve
Dumb and scared I'll wrestle the interior
Perfectly inferior qualifies me
Stop and go the sacramental cure it all
Pornographic waterfall shoot me in the back
And it's no big deal - but I can't feel
I'm so hungry and terrified of you
I want you to stimulate me
Kick me if I'm numb
Fill the room with calculating hypocrites
Watch me come undone
Psychopathic lover in a cadillac
Daughter gets another wack - smack
Wonder why she's lying in the parking lot
Underneath some dirty cop
And it's no big deal - cause I can't feel
I'm so hungry and terrified of you
Would you like to meet my psychopathic side
She can be so sweet
Would you like to meet my psychopathic side
Like a needle right between your eyes
Up hill battle going nowhere getting tired
It's like I need to get my fill while I'm dying on the hill
10. Julie
Julie said yesterday life was okay
Yesterday Julie, yesterday Julie
Walking on main
I'm holding her upright
And I can see Julie fading away
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Eyes wide open
I'm watching Julie fade away
Dead falling leaves holding their sunshine
Blowing Julie away
You sweet talking lady - you're looking thin
And hey how's your dog - I heard they shot him
Follow my lead - I'm going nowhere
But we'll be okay - hey Julie
Chorus
Walk in the park after midnight
Standing alone hearing shadows
I'll never know what they did to you
Fight your way back to yesterday
Chorus
Hey Julie
Caught up in daydreams - smiling again
You told me yesterday - life was okay
Yesterday Julie, yesterday Julie
11. Oil Change
I'm in the back seat and I'm waiting for you
It's been a long night and I didn't like my dinner
I break a cold sweat over crepe suzette last friday
You need an oil change I'm gonna rearrange your face
Cause I won't dance...
Chorus:
I won't last another day
I can't be your only one
and I and I
and I won't dance when you point your gun
The blade is so hot but it's all I've got to dance with
I see the big vein and were both insane trust God
Cause I won't dance
Chorus
Untied angel
All songs written by Wendy Schneider, copyright Bugattitype 35.
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