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Boop!
03:12
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well I came, and I've gone
I've been beaten and I've scorned
now there's nothing left to lose
I just want you
well I'd take what I want
yea I'd strut and I'd flaunt
now you got me all confused
don't say I didn't tell you
there's no need to lie
I never could cry for the things that I've done
so don't say goodbye
just give it a try, see you've already won
let's get tangled in a web
of 500 count egyptian cotton, yea
I love your body naked
keep the curtains closed 'til four
take your clothes off
and leave 'em scattered on the floor
I'm tarnished and rusted
my parts don't swivel, hinge, or turn
my gears are untrusted
someday soon I'll have to learn
this old heart's got some miles
I'm impatient
I get bored
(but girl you're the one that he's been lookin' for)
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2. |
Barside Casanova
02:54
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dark camouflage smeared around his sinking eyes
she's on to him, he fishes her with lies
about his former life before retired
how his greedy wife set the house on fire
"I'm all alone" he whispers in her ear
he'll sing the song he knows she wants to hear
seven years have passed, she's birthing his fourthborn
still a bachelorette, he's fucking in the thorns
of another man's wife, libido on fire
givin her the same old hook and wire
we're all alone
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so some of them say
you'll never see me settled and tamed
well, that's just ok
there's a first time for every little shame
and I could be happy just falling asleep
with you kissing me
cause damn those lips drive me insane
to think I could have said
things couldn't be better this way
I've always known the right things to say
I was lonely
now I'm only
always thinking about you
you know it's true
picture me like this
think of me right here, right now, right
do you believe
that we're not alone in this filthy commode
and we call it normal
and everyone's happy?
see, change is about reinvention and doubting
the outcome is clear
we're on a broken bi-way
I keep in touch with my dark side
so everything isn't so bright
so bright, so bright.
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of all the gin joints
in all the towns
in all the world
I walked in hers
and I saw a face that could launch a thousand ships
or any old cliche
I always thought that it could be
someone who unexpectedly had a brand of trance
with just one glance
overwhelmingly
don't be afraid when things aren't so black and white
cause there's grey in everything
of all the gin joints
in all the towns
in all the world
I walked in ours
don't be afraid when things aren't so black and white
there's grey in everything
and i see the silver lining
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we're not makin' tunes like we used to
mixin' up the old and the new school
but this shirt and this tie
says we can tell lies
as long as it appeals to you fools
another post-hardcore disaster
gone pop can't go much faster
so here's a new song
you sing along
it goes like "la di da di da"
we were under the impression
rock and roll's about expression
but here's the real truth
it's all a big ruse
it's all about the dollars, girls, and booze
the girls and the booze
so we keep our confidence high
drink 'til the bottle is dry
catch all the ladies by surprise
singin' "la di da di da"
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6. |
Wear This On Your Sleeve
03:40
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one more night for old time's sake
as if it was the first time that it was to be the last time
silently crying
I gave it all away again
as if it was an object only of my affection
feels like dying
I just don't know
well, I won't let it show around you
I'll love so much
my heart beats in breakdowns
break it down
you'll probably hear this song one day
and wonder if it's about you
it's not
you probably heard I went away
well, that's my prediction and I'm sick of being right
so I'll just walk away tonight
so break down
sick of hearin' myself talking
fuckin' sick of this stalking
I almost wish you were
I almost wish...
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7. |
She's A Lil' Biddy
02:51
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hey there girl
I know you never misinformed
I was sure
I never saw such perfect embouchure
and I don't mind gettin lucky once in a while
I don't mind
she's a little bit ghetto
I'm a lotta bit rock and roll
so listen up closely, got a story to yell
I've been putting out fires since the age of 12
with extinguishers filled to the brim with propane
I know I'm a slacker, girl
I know I'm a pain
but I don't mind sittin' shotty all the time
I don't mind
she comes around I lose control
(my knees are shakin' and I can't even stand, girl)
got no license so she's drivin' me home
smilin' since I heard her voice on the phone
now she's got me in her bedroom alone
little tipsy and a lotta bit stoned
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8. |
Snap
02:58
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keep on talkin', girl
it's been too long since you said anything
about writin' you a song
so darling
here's your song
it's not too long
you can sing along
so keep on goin' baby
dig, dig, dig a little deeper in the middle
light up that cigarette and pull
all night long
here's your song
you were wrong
don't you see
it's not proper for a lady to plea and beg
it's not me
it's you and the colours you see
you see in me
keep on talkin', girl
your words are big
with your best seller novellas
and your menthol cigarettes
you were wrong
all along
here's your song
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9. |
Touch
04:36
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I swear I'd kill to touch the seam stitch of your bust
I'd never touch another, I won't even bother
cause you won't even call me baby
no you won't even see me lately
I get turned on, you shut me down
a papercut from your tiny tinfoil crown
you always know the switch to flip
you bitch
you always know just how
I swear I'd kill to touch you in your naughty places
and dance my fingers 'round your tiny little waistline
and you won't even touch me baby
no you can't even stomach my face
I give up my surrendered lips
those tits
you always know just how
I swear I'd kill to fuck you one last time without rules
and tie you to my bedpost, whittle your name from my headboard
cause I don't even love you baby.
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10. |
Suck the Faucet
03:13
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sick of hearin' all these bitches whine
when they could cook a feast of guilt for all to dine
you could find a better way to pass the time
I've never been so disgusted
even after all the things that we've discussed and
you can go and blame anyone for his own crime
well I could die tomorrow and you'd all file in line
the funeral procession would be stunning and you'd have your lies
so think how your so-called friends think
you've got your own brand of stink
you can go and change the world with
plastic cups and organic things,
new faucets for your kitchen sink
so this is how you say goodbye? (saying goodbye to a friend)
pull that rafter right out from your eye (what we recommend)
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11. |
Two Bottles
04:10
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two bottles of our favourite pinot noir
would certainly find us huddled in our own arms
this I know for sure
if my hands were more apt
I'd built up a great wall
to shield my city with cards
anticipating the call
yea I know it all
the list goes on of the things that I wanna say
had a feeling that you'd sway but
you followed suit
you turned your cheek the other way, girl
you always knew
I'd be the one to walk away, no
we must have grew
at least one of us did, anyway
and it was you
I missed the taste of your lips
the second that you woke up
those bittersweet memories say
"buddy, you really fucked up"
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Thanks, Goodnight.
09:15
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her cabaret, her swift melee
hey there little fantasy, come and set the scene
I'm gonna take her home tonight
and I was right, I was right
drank enough to dance my way
to another game of
I seek, you hide
under my sheets in fright
that I won't call you
and say that we'll be good
be good tonight
so thanks goodnight
now it's 3am
she's still kissin' me
and it's really sweet
but I need some sleep
before I choke a bitch tonight
well that's not right, that's not right
you're all gonna hate this song
cause we're always wrong
so go ahead and lie
under my sheets in fright
that I won't call you
and say that we'll be good
be good tonight
well thanks goodnight
your lips so sweet, I want you naked
your lips so sweet, I wanna taste it
under my sheets tonight
and I won't call you
tomorrow we'll be good
but not tonight
so thanks goodnight
thanks, goodnight.
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West the Defender Union
We are West The Defender. We play music that our friends like to drink heavily to.
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