So you wanted to take a break Slow it down some and have some space Fuck you too Give me my money back Give me my money back, you bitch I want my money
Everyone gather 'round now, sing us a song Just in case by tomorrow it happens he is gone For two weeks and seven days, our fair foreign friend I have
6 a.m. day after Christmas I throw some clothes on in the dark The smell of cold, car seat is freezing The world is sleeping, I am numb An' up the stairs
Well, he shouted out his last word And he stumbled through the yard And she shattered her last China plate And spun off in the car When he lunched onto
I said what you wanted to hear And what I wanted to say, so I will take it back And all the dishes intact let them be broken Broken It's easy to be,
What I've kept with me and what I've thrown away Know where the hell I've ended up on this glary random day Where the things I really cared about, just
unhappiness That's alright, I guess I've got this great idea Why don't we pitch it to the Franklin fucking Mint? Fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom Singing whatever and ever Amen
, I swear I'll say I'll say Amen, Amen With the dawn the love began again Amen, Amen What is done and yet to come, Amen Amen, Amen Amen, Amen
my life without you? Amen omen, will I see your face again? Amen omen, can I find the place within? Amen omen, will I see your face again? Amen omen
It's just a holiday for you Another holiday for you Let them inject you, inject you freely The sores of truth repriged Truth mended with the razors-deny
Hit back burn black Turned off naked in belief Unjust and unheard My eyes have never seen Wanna get it gonna give it to you You got a lesson got a lesson
It's the money disguised in the blink of their eyes Blurring the minds of the fallen Teachin' the crime, teachin' the blind These are the cunts on a street
[originally recorded by teenage jesus and the jerks, Lyrics by lydia lunch] The leaves are dead The door's always closed The garbage screams at my feet
California's bleeding California's dunes California's bleeding California's dunes I've never seen anything like it before 'Cause you don't 'use it' it
put on your makeup lies, lies, lies put on your makeup lies, lies, lies put on your makeup and let me stay here on this reservation borderline, souless
Death wrapped it's arms around you No not the way they used to Let them in I ain't gonna let you in I ain't gonna let you in My tracks are what you want
Cut off Cut off This is for the suffer This is for the proof This is for the lover soaking in the truth This is for the liar This is for the dream This
Decir adios, fue dificil para mi por que te quise desde que te conoci Estoy aqui, pensando solo en ti, y tus recuerdos lo son todo para mi, De que