Greedy girl, you're gonna snatch my soul I know the bug, his wire running down into the hole Greedy girl, you're gonna snatch my soul I know the bug
Here comes Suzy Snowflake Dressed in a snow white gown Tap, tap, tapping at your window pane To tell you she's in town If you wanna make a snow man I
Darling Afraid to close my eyes When I'm going to bed Afraid to crack the phone down Over my head Why are all american girls so rough? Damn a girl can
Rachel's on the phone Talking to her mom Just to wish her a Happy Mother's Day Rachel's on the couch Suckin' on the bong Just so she can call her Mom
At 14,000 times a second, the speaker moves Magnetism pushes the impulse through But I can't keep that speed I can't generate that frequency What the
(Note: These are not the lyrics of the recorded version, but of an ealier version the band once performed live.) (M. Doughty) A murder of lawyers in overcoats
(M. Doughty) New York, New York I won't go back Indelible reminder of the steel I lack I gave you seven years What did you give me back? A jaw-grind,
snatch my soul Move it to the left side I knew the bug His wire running down into the hole Greedy girl you're gonna snatch my soul Rum Come on Shake
(M. Doughty) 14,000 times a second The speaker moons Magnitism pushes the impulse through But I can't keep that speed I can't generate that frequency
Move aside, and let the man go through. Let the man go through. If I stole Somebody else's wave To fly up. If I rose Up with the avenue Behind me. Some
Three times dark, first in the mind Second on Java Street, the dead car there The hood blown out with a BB gun Manuela said she saw the brakes fail Manuela
The Elphany! The Elphany! She sits on her bum! [echos] The Elphany The Elphany!
The goat chewed up Once a tin can The goat shat out Was a Ford Sedan I like an eyeball I like a square cut I like a funny car I like a monster truck
Normalize the signal and you're banging on freon paleolithic eon put the fake goatee on and it booms as cool as sugar free jazz Schools he bombs, he
Moon Sammy walks across the floor Below the floor, there is a wall Behind the wall, there is a chair Moon Sammy knows, the chair is there But that's
The five percent nation of corduroy The five percent nation of Marlboro The five percent nation of pay-per-view The five percent nation of nipple clamps
Zoom zip and uh wake up, uh zoom zip My eye like a noisegate the number 8 frustrate and I roll to the floor fruit to the fruit to the core of a spheroid
Blame Is the cure Cure anything Throw the rudder down Throw the rudder down Blame Is the cure Cure anything Throw the rudder down Throw the rudder down