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SuperNova
03:04
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I was waiting for the stars to fall and burn me off the planet
The house it shakes and creaks with fear
The fear this time we’ve really had it
But hey I don’t care
If death is hanging in the air
Cause I knew I had it coming
When they handed out good luck I wasn’t there
But for all those dreamy hours the stars still seem just as far
And no matter how you wish they stay exactly where they are
So I stay in my tomb
In the gathering gloom
But I won’t be gone forever
I’ll be waiting for my soul to be exhumed
Oh hey I don’t mind
I guess I’m still the bitter kind
Cause I’m through with this possession
And I’ll leave the burned out tenements behind
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Geekula
03:58
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I see the horror in every false laugh
No I never had a sense of class
Never even had a birthday party
Never chosen at the high school dance
So I don’t care if you think that you know me
I’m in love with the things that you hate
These aren’t even my clothes that I’m wearing
This is just a mask on my face
I want a voodoo doll made out of yr skin
I want to be the one to push yr pins
No I don’t care if you think that you know me
I’m creating the things that you hate
This ain’t even a smile that I’m wearing
This is just a gash in my face
See my eyeballs keep me awake all night
Don’t you know what I’m thinking of alright
I don’t care if you think that you know me
I be crawling to you like a snake
There ain’t even a heart inside beating
Here’s shard of glass in it’s place
It’s a curse that I can’t control
Oh you never should have opened that door
Cold and blacker than a landlords soul
Oh you never should have opened that door
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Leather & Bone
02:56
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Well a man like me you know I gotta eat
Been off my food now for over a week
I feel messy and strange
I went to comb my hair
Stared right into the cracked mirror
No Goddam reflection there
Just leather and bone yessir
I’m just leather and bone
Well if you need that money you can talk to Big Sid
If you need that information ask the shoe shine kid
But if you find living compromise your health
Ain’t nobody gonna crutch you up
You gotta learn how to fix it yrself
I haven’t dreamed for weeks
My life’s becoming a blur
I guess I’ll crawl back into that grave
And get some sleep down there
And now I’m on my back
I keep my profile low
Listen to the trains go whistling by
All the awful things I did buried under the snow
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4. |
Prom Dress
06:30
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There’s a pale moon on the rise
Don’t you wsh you didn’t exist
Don’t you feel just like a burned out car
Been rusting in the mist
And I don’t know why I came here
For I won’t see you again
Cause I had idle hands Dear
And you know who plays with them
So I sank my teeth right in
But it’s such a bitter taste
Though the pain must feel like snow in summer
Our love’s just gone to waste
And I don’t know why I came here
To the places that you stood
Where I scrawl’d all of my letters
And done signed them in my blood
Well I’m sure you’d find a shred
Of your dress still in my room
Maybe I’ll make the front page darlin’
Have a hex cast over my tomb
And I don’t know why I stay here
Underneath the shiv’ring woods
Yeah it’s painful but I’m not so sure
That I’d change it if I could
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5. |
Haunted Skins
04:09
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If I had the kind of bones
Could take the weight of broken skulls
Then I’d drag this carcass home
And if I had the kind of blood
Could breathe the sludge of oily lungs
Then I’d raise my head to speak
In poison tongues
Inside a dream of all yr fears
all the ways they’ll cut you down
My empty heart awakes/awaits
One day you’ll catch the look
That’s carved into my eyes
Beneath our haunted skins
There’s nothing left to die
So I became the king of hosts
A halfway house for heavy ghosts
In a haze of fog and smoke
They say the light inside has gone
And left the strains of sad old songs
And I guess my teeth grow long
As time moves on.
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Saltair
05:03
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Meet me under the pines
Down by the old railway line
Wear yr hair in that old style
Bring those shoes and yr sad smile
Meet me there and you’ll be mine
Waltzing along
Waltzing along
Waltzing along
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7. |
Grim Counties
05:20
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Since I was born I’ve done most everything
I’d break my body and start over again
With eyes stained bloodshot and heavy as lead
I’ve left a trail of ash wherever I’ve been
My lungs are drowning filled with gasoline
My bones are ringing hollow with every tread
I wouldn’t act on Dr. Needle’s advice
They shot me down and had to bury me twice
Though bugs and spiders still twitched in my veins
Must be a reason I keep coming back
Some basic function that I seem to lack
Gonna ride that horse while Satan pulls on the reins
But there’s no use regretting the life I’ve led
I made my choice now I’ll lay in my bed
So I’m going back to the Grim Counties
Back where the sun can’t bleach my bones
Back where the blood’s still running freely
Back to the corners that I know
I could go see a priest
Start praying down on my knees
Or call up the church and get JC on the wire
Maybe he could explain the sparks are borne in yr brain
And if yr cold in the ground then yr avoiding the fires
There’s no use regretting the lives I’ve bled
I made my choice now I’ll lay in my bed
So I’m going back to the Grim Counties
Back where the sun can’t bleach my bones
Back where the blood’s still running freely
Back to the corners that I know
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8. |
Bloody Holly
05:10
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Hey Baby I know that people say that I’m the worst dressed guy in town
I’ve heard it said behind my back that I’m the weirdest kid around
This place has got it’s share of ugliness and you know that to be true
And if you wanna break some hearts on Friday night
Well that’s all right I wanna break yr’s too
Remember when I walked you home you didn’t see me at all
And all those ringing telephones you couldn’t hear me at all
Feels like I’m hypnotised the
hammers beat my buckled spine
I’m tightened like a screw
And if you wanna spill some blood on yr dancing shoes
Well I can’t lose I wanna spill yours too
So what’s a boy supposed to do
Always thought you’d be my Peggy Sue
It’s so perfect where you stand
I guess I’ll take up smoking become a stunt car driver
Dig my grave on hallowed land
Maybe I’ll buy a gun for party tricks when I’m not sober
Burn down the house start fights in bars til’ I get older
And if that doesn’t do me in I’ll wear a mask and shed some skin
Does anybody really just leave town and start all over
And I know yr out of reach
It ain’t easy to forget
Ain’t you seen me walking around
With a noose around my neck
(every day I’m getting closer)
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9. |
Spiders In My Mailbox
01:44
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10. |
Hey Mary
04:17
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Hey Jerry fare thee well
They don’t believe you but yr story had some truth to tell
When you cut through to the other side
You left an ugly hole but you can’t have death
Without a life
Hey Mary this ain’t goodbye
Yr sleeping haunts me like a lullaby
When I see you on the other side
We’ll take our broken cycles for a moonlight highway ride
The threads of life will tie a noose around yr soul
And where they’re hanging us you know I’ll surely go
And in this crypt of bad ideas
You never see me but you know I’ve always been here
Hey Chloe they done me wrong
I carve these tender bats to hang my aching limbs upon
Now I’ve got eyes like dying coals
Put out my ashtray heart they’re fading slowly as I go
Hey Mary
(Hey Mary)
(Hey Mary)
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11. |
Marilyn's Bed
04:43
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I took a picture of the black in yr eye
It’s beautiful you look so good when you cry
I’m yr obsession and mine is this
To take you down with a poisonous kiss
You made a creature of yr own design
God only knows why I treat you so kind
Come on lady let’s stay up all night
Show me the places that you want me to bite
There’s only so much anybody can stand
Hey don’t you know that I’m in demand
I came to ruin every one of yr plans
It’s World War II hey it’s Vietnam
You have to crush to find some light every day
Can’t you find yourself a better way
I’ve had the old songs rockin’ all day
My Boyfriends Back, The Spook and Penny Arcade
And it’s a sad kind of parade
A real sad kind of parade
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12. |
Voodoo Black Exorcist
05:39
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13. |
Be Seeing You
03:42
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Kreeps Seattle, Washington
While Dazed and Confused described Kreeps as "the best of the dressed in black bunch", Loud and Quiet magazine hailed Kreeps' doomed surf pop as "the best soundtrack to a Pulp Fiction that was never made or David Lynch's next feature". A real best-kept secret for longer than most bands sustain entire careers, Kreeps are an enigma wrapped up in a ball of dark, dark wool. ... more
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