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This flood wants to rape you Outside it resides and it smiles Lucy, we've all come to save you But first we'll see how loud you scream This flood doesn't like you He wants to be alone, but he can't be lonely This flood soaks your curtains, you give him your certains You give him your plans, you give him your thirties This is a rape, this is a bankrupt robbery a grand larceny So hands will go up, this is a stick up Give me everything If only we could hold this forever The breath, the breath, the headline rise We’re gonna scramble just to dam up the river But knowing full well we don't be staying dry Go home, go home To your dismal apartment see how the flood left it Go home, go home Give those bovines a bedsore 'Cause that's all you're good for, you know Once you know Once you sandbag the walls and pray to God to defend that You know, we all know All the king's men can't put this back together again My soul don't want peace or tranquility My inner self does not require equanimity My soul wants reservations I wanna be someone who never needs reservations In my heart I want my nose to be smaller My incarnation wants my fingernails longer And when it comes up to your knees Don't hold your breath, just breathe in deep I want to be able to say in a disassociated way "What the fuck," and "Whatever" If only we could hold this forever The breath, the breath, the headline rise We'll scramble just to dam up the river But knowing full well we won't be staying dry Go home, go home Keep your hands where I see them Your wallets, your reason Go home, go home It's your life or your money do don't try nothing funny You know, now you know Once you sandbag the walls and pray God to defend that You know, and we all know All the king's men can't put this back together again

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Will you bleed and dress me where I'm found? Black with blood and conduction we sniff dry ground I'm a lightning bolt like a toy that chokes Open hands will open throats I'm a single flashing curse that finds you in the universe Oh, the views you see over cross danglings What should we do with your body? Oh, the view you see will be astounding All of the beautiful bodies There will be family pets roaming our streets They belly up to the scent of the hospitals And of the rotting meat I'm a lightning strike that will circle the sky You will swallow your teeth Your wool smells brown with burn All shepherds eat their herds I can show you the way The lightning rods are the fingers of God And I'll have you pictured in my head All of you butchered in your beds I can have this arranged The willing whore is the hand of the Lord And I'll have you pictured in my head All of you butchered in your beds 'Cause God is everywhere God is everywhere Over funeral screams and wedding dreams What should we do with the bodies? The sweet release, the sound of sighing All of your beautiful bodies To the birthing scene or suicide bombings What should we do with the bodies? The sweet release, the slow resigning All of your beautiful bodies

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Calling all vampire bats Unhook your mitts from the meals Calling all circling sharks All roads will lead to the seals I beg all bumbling bees Turn against their keepers and sting All the honey that's running its blood due The smoke's a joke I keep playing on you No one's gonna save you No one's gonna save you No one's gonna save you Your money or your life Your money or your life Summon the chess pieces up Growing ill of being picked up By the loon, assuming it suits you Like your false teeth they're going with you Like all the millions of fat, hateful children Inner tubes with holes at the ending I don't need you to love my soul I need you to love my body, you know No one's gonna save you No one's gonna save you No one's gonna save you Your money or your life Your money or your life Oh my dear just meet me here When the comet hits our atmosphere Like burning circus tents signal our ascent We visualize what we hope appears Are you with me? Are you with me? Will you follow through? 'Cause dare I force my awkward body right on top of you Onto you No one's gonna save you No one's gonna save you No one's gonna save you Your money or your life Your money or your life All neutrinos inside electrons All electrons inside the protons All the protons inside the atoms All the atoms inside the ion All the ions make up the tidy Every blood cell in my body My body lumbers the planet In a universe that is expanding Outside the fear I can't fathom We are inside another atom I'm part of the sun, I married the moon My brother: the comet

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The laying of hands, the speaking in tongues All invading properties Insipid entering entities I command you to leave this body The casting of cane, the expelling of seed Disinfecting our meat with the gnashing of teeth I command you outside under our feet With the laying of hands, and the speakings in tongues All invading micro-means Excising all of you out of me I command you to leave this body

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I am a hacking cough That tickle in your throat I'm an unmade bed in Mexico You will catch my cough, you will catch my cold Hey, no one needs to know Just put it in your mouth No snail trails have blackened It's like it never happened I won't be henpecked There's still so many left to infect I've done so many bad things I never seem to get clean No pecking order please I've done too many bad things Come get it help yourself Come see it for yourself We're raising glasses high, dirty as all hell In sickness and health, in sickness and health So would you drink after me? I've been a good boy, I'm squeaky clean A pretty please in the motel and it's snails without shells In sickness and health, in sickness and health So don't be so alarmed You're being harvested and farmed Every time I continue to breathe You wipe your nose on my sleeve Every time I don't drive off a cliff Every time I don't chop off my lips I'll be taken to swallowing pennies For the apocalypse that's surely coming Come get it, help yourself Come see it for yourself We're shaking rubber gloves up to the shelves in hell In sickness and health, in sickness and health So would you sleep where I sleep? Here with the bed bugs and bad beliefs I don't mean to make it seem Like we're salmon upstream But are you afraid? Are you afraid of me? 

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On the day Chicago locked its doors for good Our headless chickens pushed and pecked along their Southbound route To cluck the atrocity, their beaks are posturing At and old vampire; the forest fire Any day our windy city's gonna blow it out for you I'll keep a horseshoe on my step, I'll keep a cross around my neck Draping garlic over our bed All good luck, amulets and aids will dab your forehead, keep you safe From the forest fire rage Our fine crystal will cling, we'll drink to anything If it keeps the tires moving, keeps commuting smooth for you and I'm drawing a bloodbath with or without you And on the day the fire nibbled your neighborhood Regard your brimstone as if it was gravestone And the blaze was blown loose, our cottage knees shaking The flames were giggling and the embers beaming, its chest, its beating That little house we made gets gobbled up by flames I'll mash my foot down on the gas of any black cat that cross my path Than to risk it or to lay them in my lap We keep our umbrellas down here, we toss the salt behind our ears ‘Cause the good looks weren't worth our seven years With tightly coiled springs that snap for anything We're gonna keep a lighter to it, even while it burns for you I'm going to heaven with or without you I'll keep a horseshoe on my step, I'll keep a cross around my neck Draping garlic over our beds All ladder legs we walk around, no burning flags will touch the ground The same one that our cracks we found, and I swear to God... I'll bury a bible in these halls, I'll bury a black cat between the walls Good luck, Godspeed, God damn you all God damn you all

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No search party came, so my nails grew in sharpened. They kicked out my cane. It was like I never happened. Who will look after me when I'm cursed just like a Kennedy? As with billboards consume, as with slogans on sweatshirts. If nobody moves, nobody will get hurt. Our chest puffs proudly; oh, sin the almighty must feed! It's getting closer. It's getting closer, closer everyday. Committees were formed. We saved face. We stayed calm. We drilled our air holes, cashed in our saving bonds. We licked every nine volt that's inside our fire alarms. When your work here is done and fingers are callused, gather hair in a tail, let sun hit your iris. We're animated meat, accepting complete, the infidelity of the body. It's getting closer. It's right around the corner. Something is coming for me. It's getting closer. It's getting closer to me. Do you want this? You can have this. If it's something you need, then stretch out your skeletons & grab it. Just grab it! We won't go in style, we'll go out in one piece. Oh, honest to god, he got rid of us easy. Our limbering bodies that we have to feed, put to bed, take to the bathroom. It's getting closer it's right around the corner. Something is coming for me. It's getting closer. It's getting closer to me. We'll spit shine our shoes, and push down our cowlicks, and tailor our suits, and suck in our stomachs, and try to ignore that we're all aboard the titanic. We'll keep making plans. We gather, we're grooming. We laugh and you think you feel as you know me, but know from the start that's you're flying with Amelia Earhart. It's getting closer. It's getting closer, & closer everyday. YEAH! Yeah, it's easier for me to just plain believe we are not softened up by the morlocks. Try to ignore that you'll all aboard the Titanic. Try to ignore that you'll all aboard the Titanic.

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House comes alive, creeks and greets me The house comes alive and it’s hungry The greedy gills will primp just like some whore At the bris, at the wedding, at the funeral My ghost will haunt your house, your dollhouse ‘Cause what do they know, what do they know? My inky hands will stain your blouse, the good blouse What do they know, what do they know? I want a man who splays down in the street The swinging bodies and the children in the wet concrete Sick sexual, another thimble full I plan to haunt your house, you’ll move out ‘Cause what do they know, what do they know? I’m a poltergeist here for life, she sighs ‘Cause what do you know, what do you know? What’s this I hear, about you wanting out Well what do they know, what do they know I hear you were the life of the party You know what do they know We’ll get you in the end I want a man who splays down in the street The swinging bodies and the children in the wet concrete In the house with the laughing windows We’re spilling blood like a cheap innuendo I love you, do you love me? Let’s set our hair on fire Let’s twist our bodies down over coals Let’s give them something they can’t ignore I love you, do you love me? Let’s set our house on fire Let’s cast a mirror right back at fear Let’s show this world we were here

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The ghosts will toast champagne And organize like veins Conspire and then commiserate And then it's into the oven, into the oven The baby hair you saved Will circle around their drain They got a big sick surprise for you… Yeah, it's in the oven, it's in the oven Into the oven you go

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I’m running out of rhymes I’m running out of art I’m running out of songs to sing About this wicked world breaking my heart I caught the smell of honey In the tragedian landfill But if the honey don’t get me I know the beehive will Into the oven you go I’m running low on line to put the rest of lyrics I’m dripping dry on themes and schemes To hobble with your walking stick Who’s that a-nibbling at my house The kids will answer the wind, the wind Into the oven you go Don't give me that, little pig ’Cause you know better by now That not by the hair of your chin I’ll have to blow your house down How do you like it, how do you like it Now you know now The horror is in our hands The hands that hold our hearts down Into the oven you go And that’s the fever talking, honey “I’ve come to fatten you up” ‘Cause I’m an open book, my honey Except when the book is shut Who’s that a-nibbling at my house The kids will answer the wind, the wind Don't give me that, little pig ’Cause you know better by now That not by the hair of your chin I’ll have to blow your house down Good god almighty! How do you like it, how do you like it Now you know now The horror is in our hands The hands that hold our hearts down The beauty is unbearable We want to stretch it all out The cripple cries out to walk The songless sings their heart out Good god almighty! How do you like it, how do you like it Once you know now The horror is in our hands The hands that hold our hearts down Into the oven you go

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You don’t want your stitches sewn ‘Cause then you’ll have the big unknown You don’t want the cancer healed You have no answer to “how do you feel” You don’t want your messes cleaned You don’t want your bodies fixed You don’t want your problems solved You’ll have nothing left but a big abyss Singing strong knees, clean kidneys Singing for sharp minds Let’s organize before they rise Singing strong knees, clean kidneys Singing so they hear Let’s let this world know we were here

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Groping, gangly, unweave at your sleeve, fit your pasty face And keep banging that fork on that plate Keep spitting down my spiral staircase Your neckline is all mine, your jaw line, your lifeline has shortened some And it’s all mine, and it’s all mine, good god almighty look what you’ve done So sing a song for me Sing for the perfect vaccine Sing for the cold and flu And I will sing the song with you Sing a song for me Sing so doctors count their sheep We will pin a medal on their chest We will pin the bastard good and deep ‘Cause when you know too much Aren’t you able-bodied, dear I think you know too much But the mind knows what the mouth wants I think I said too much We’re all able-bodied here I think you said too much But the mind knows what the mouth wants Don’t make a peep, we know where you sleep Patience, my pet, the beast will lie and the ghost will flirt We’re blanking on the bemoaning The most important part of your body is the one that currently hurts So sing a song for me Sing for rotten apple trees Sing for the bootless seeds Falling out like they’re baby teeth Sing a song for me Sing, you vicious bastard, sing Sing for the ghost you keep We’re coming for you in your sleep ‘Cause when you know too much Aren’t you able-bodied, dear I think you know too much But the mind knows what the mouth wants I think I said too much We’re all able-bodied here I think you said too much But the mind knows what the mouth wants What do you want? Sing strong knees, clean kidneys Sing for sharp eyes Let’s organize before they rise

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Let’s hear it for circuits Lines drawn in the earth Cut to scramble for ramble Little mouse hole to park your new car And chew off our arms With teeth we are losing from slow, comfy screwings Three cheers for the backseats You legs pin that look in your eye You’ll never take me alive This is what you are You are what you Let’s here it for mirrors With the ghost image clearer Hip hip for the pig that religiously belts you undone This little piggy had none ‘Cause god hates our country She told me she wants me to sing out “he’s female!” Three cheers for the gal in the sky You’ll never take me alive This is what you are You are what you This is what you are Do you know what it means to be doomed? Do you know what it means to be cursed? When the blue eyes are washing their mouths in the south You know they’re hiding bodies north Did you know that we’re sinking knee-deep? Did you nail down what you plan to keep? When the poltergeist pushes his freight on your shore You are done for Done for Done for The caskets are coughing with quotable quoting The graveyard is littered with loves who thought their was no doubt The world could not live without This is what you are You are what you This is what you are If I live through the day when the comet does come I will write every one down my list one by one Sharpen the axe Stomp the flames out on backs I will be who you want me to be I will be who you want me to be Do you know what it means to be doomed? Do you know what it means to be cursed? When the blue eyes are washing their mouths in the south You they’re hiding bodies north Did you know that your boot hills are stuck? Losing feet weren’t the rabbit’s good luck When the devil is resting his head on your door You are done for Done for Done for You are done for Done for Done for Did you know that you nurse a beehive? Come and get it Come take me alive All the nooses are in it; a grizzly frontier We will show this cruel world We will show this cruel world we were here

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Good god almighty! The phantom body He’s gone and done it again, you know he’s at it again And it’s the last thing you should ever do But if you look at the abyss, it will look right back at you Give you a sense of being stared at

And the moral of the story is That is the moral of the story is Alright

Calm down, Jonestown So help me god I’ll drink it down “We’ll be watching you so watch your mouth” Hold me, armless We’re ready to make you one of us We’ll be watching you so watch your mouth You better watch your mouth The kids will grow up to be assholes The kids will grow up to leave you with your house with your plants The kids will grow up to be assholes The kids will grow up to leave you in your house where you lay Remember how we used to laugh all the time? I’m fairly sure it was never at the same time I am a ghost that haunts your hometown I’m around I’m the sounds you swear you swore that…

And the moral of the story is That is the moral of the story is Alright

Calm down, Jonestown So help me god I’ll drink it down “We’ll be watching you so watch your mouth” Hold me, armless We’re ready to make you one of us The song won’t sing itself so just sing out You don’t want your messes cleaned You don’t want your bodies fixed You don’t want your problems solved, stories all resolved You have nothing to lean on You don’t want your stitches sewn ‘Cause then you’ll have the big unknown And we’ll be watching you so watch your mouth… You better watch your mouth

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I've got you now, I'll show you all I'll kick out the chair, let you dangle slow In the back of the bus all of us Like the coats in cloak rooms And if you rise again, take a form I know The river will boil, then overflow And the houses you're haunting Will tremble with temporal hoodoo I don't know about you But I am hellbent, I know what it is that I must do Close your eyes when we kiss ‘Cause I'm prepared to set myself on fire for this You will drop on all fours Get down, show me what you're good for Sass mouth, pink bellied I perceive And for this your naughty deed I'm throwing you over my bony knee So don't cry, don't scream good lord You always knew what you're in for When my belt unbuckles so believe You grubby little thing I'm throwing you over my bony knee In your tender place when you're safe at home There's a tombstone that waits of your very own While you're rutting like beasts In the sheets of my sterilized room In your comfy bed, air-conditioned car There are vapors and toxins to get you all In the water you drink, in the air that you breath In the soil under your shoe I don't know about you But I am at peace, I know what it is that I must do I hope you are sitting down, dear Come hell or high water this sick world will know I was here You will drop on all fours Get down, show me what you're good for Sass mouth, pink bellied I perceive And for this your naughty deed I'm throwing you over my bony knee So don't cry, don't scream good lord You always knew what you're in for When my belt unbuckles so believe You grubby little thing I'm throwing you over my bony knee We know where you sleep

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