In my eyes, I'm not lazy
In my face, it's not over
In your room, I'm not older
In your eyes, I'm not worth it
Gimme back my alcohol
Give me all your....
Swap Meet-
They lead a lifetime that is comfortable, they travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make their living off of arts and crafts, they kind with driftwood, seashells, and burlap
They make a deal when they come to town, the Sunday swap meet is a battle ground
She loves him more than he will ever know, he loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart.... keeps her photographs close to her heart
Keeps the bitterness close to the heart
Mr. Moustache-
Fill me in on your new vision, wake me up with indecision
Help me trust your mighty wisdom, yes I eat cow, I am not proud
Show me how you question question, lead the way to my temptations
Take my hand and give it cleaning, yes I eat cow, I am not proud
Is he in an easy chair? Poop as hard as a rock
I don't like you anyway, seal it in a box
I'm new, I'm who? I'm you
Sifting-
Afraid to grade, wouldn't it be fun?
Cross, self loss, wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed, wouldn't it be fun?
Some fear none, wouldn't it be fun?
Your eyes, teacher said
Your eyes... preacher said
Don't have nothing for you
Spell the smell, wouldn't it be fun?
Search for church, wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed, wouldn't it be fun?
Cold in coals, wouldnt it be fun?
Big Cheese-
Big cheese, make me
Mine says, "go to the office"
Big cheese, make me
Mine says, "what is it?"
Black is black, no trading back
We were enemies
Sure you are, but what am I?
Big cheese, make me
Mine syas, "go to the office"
Big cheese, make me
Mine says, "what is it?"
Black is black, no trading back
We were enemies
She eats glue, how 'bout you?
Downer-
Portray sincerity
Act out of loyalty
Defend your true country
Wish away the pain
Hand out lobotomies
To save little families
Surrealistic fantasy
Bland, boring, plain
Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece shun in master?
Don't feel guilty master writing
Somebody said that they're not much like I am
I know I can
Make enough of the words for you to follow along
I sink and then some
Slippery pessimist hypocrite master
Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard
Thank you dear God for putting me on this earth
I feel very privaleged in debt for my thirst