1. |
Jazzybell
04:55
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Took a deep long stare in her eyes
Shoulda kept on walking and passed her by
When I talked to her I came to know
Behind those frames, no one was home
Like a skeleton that put on skin
She might make you confess your sins
You find yourself in a demon spell
She’ll cast you out, Jezebel
Trust me you don’t want to be seen
She’ll make a service call to your house
Covered in plastic and paper towels
We passed by her door
Twelve coats of paint or more
I took a step to hear...
The sound of Gospel near
She doesn’t know we laugh
At her fanatic tune
Getting a little bored
We should leave soon
Listen to the chant
Oh listen to her scream
Senile exorcist
Can’t get ahold of me
She got her gloves
She's got the moves
Gonna get those
Demons outta you
She's got the stage
You’ve got the script
Looks like she crawled
Straight out a crypt
What the hell does she want with me
Shoulda kept runnin’ and tried to flee
When I heard her voice I shivered too
She’s done with me, she’ll come for you
Like a skeleton that can only grin
She'll take your head and make it spin
Like an angel that came straight outta hell
She'll burn you down, Jezebel
Trust me you don’t want to be seen
She’ll make a service call to your house
Covered in plastic and paper towels
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2. |
The Boogieman
03:47
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Hide under covers
And just pretend
That nothing is
Standing on top of them
Your tummy’s down
Can't turn your head around
Just lay there
Let your eyes stare
Meet the boogieman
All your neck hairs will stand
Skin’s blue, that’s all cool
Bones pop and ache all day
Stiff body won’t move
Tinnitus can’t hear the groove
And watch the final show
Talk to your body pillow
It's your worst nightmare
It really isn't fair
Fingers are tingling
Can't stop the feeling
My body pulses slow
Talking to the walls
All night long and no
They don’t hear me
Meet the boogieman
Got a Volkswagon van
Hair turns gray, that’s okay
Falls off and blows away
Stiff body won’t move
Tinnitus can’t hear the groove
And watch the final show
Talk to your body pillow
The lights are
Turning low
We wait in line
For the spooky show
It’s dark and
We can’t see no more
Except the man who is
Dancin’ on the floor
He takes the hand
Of my friend
Guess we can see this
To the end
If I wake up
From this dream
I’ll just have to
Do it all again
You try to turn with all your might
But your arms just won't budge
You want to stand up
But the boogieman’s got a grudge
Meet the bogeyman
All your deck chairs are bland
Nurse is mean, got gangrene
Pull plug, forgot to pay
Stiff body won’t move
Tinnitus can’t hear the groove
And watch the final show
Talk to your body pillow
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3. |
Wheelin' Tom
04:43
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The night is old
Or so I’m told
What once was green
Dark in-between
I’ve got this desire
That not many people share
I can only get it in the dark
Electric motor in the night
Sometimes I worry
If morning dew
Will short circuit
My battery
Turn my lights off
Gravel wheels
I can reach the fence
Undo the latch
Oh please don't see me
Afraid you'll give it all away
Being still like a tree
Wood, stick, my branches sway
I wanna see whatchu got
I’m lookin right in yo home
Raccoons are watchin’ too
My mouth startin’ to foam
Only in dreams
Could I imagine you
Who knew the window to your heart
Was in your backyard
You’re the hottest thing
Bedroom eyes have ever seen
And that says a lot
I’ve been around the block
Oh please just feel me
I wouldn't know what to say
If you catch me in your bush
Waiting 'til the light of day
Can you blame me
My legs just don't work
I've been given bad advice
I am a terrible flirt
Oh Yeah!
On my chair controls
I wish I could just hit play
To see ya in your room
Trying on some lingerie
My wheel is stuck in dirt
I just need to shake like a leaf
I put it in hard reverse
I promise I’m not a creep
Ooooh
My view
Hooters fly
Bird’s eye
My motion turns on lights
I freeze just like a deer
You look at me and say
Whadda hell you doing here?
My blood starts to pump
I turn to look at your rear
But I shouldn’t ask you out
I blame it on the fear
Oooh
I zoom
To the sky
I ride
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4. |
Space Van
04:28
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Drive my space van
Don't ask you just can
Ready for disco
Galactic limbo
I found some candy
Under the back seat
The drive ain’t short
Charge phone on space port
No more stop lights
Just stars tonight
Light-year speed limit
Be there one minute
Can’t get a wheel flat
Fill tank with star gas
Interstellar highway
Constellation Parkway
I just want you to know
That there's nowhere to go
Don't try to leave the space van
You'll just be where I am
Toes don't dangle out here
They'll turn purple I fear
Look at bright halogen
Till there's no oxygen
The sun Is burning
My lane is swerving
Stop by drive thru
Can I get number 2
Chomp down on space fries
Food coma hypnotize
Burger from the skies
Goes straight to my thighs
Big bang
Great Dane
Roadkill
Drink spill
Fast lane
Mashed brains
Fatality
Red Galaxy
I just want you to see
That There’s no saving me
I looked in the rear-view mirror
I am still stuck out here
This ain’t no speed bump
But it’s time to jump
I knew I’d feel good
So I dance on the hood
Let’s Get hydraulic
Up in this nebula
I wanna jump out the air-lock
On the regular
I can smell gas
The gas is burning
We too far out
To start turning
See the red light
Like a madman
Do the fire drill
Round the space van
But I forgot that
I’m in outer space
The vehicle is mother base
I just thought it was
The insomnia
But I’ve been laughing all night
From this hypoxia
When I asphyxiate
Will you activate
That groove so smooth
That I terminate
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5. |
Blind Date
03:39
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Oooh, text you
I tell some lies
Let’s go get some coffee so
I can check your face for
Whiskers of a catfish
Hope your chin ain’t mannish
After that, my place or
Your bed to explore
I won’t look up from my phone
Forgot to wear cologne
I don’t care what you think
I just bought your drink
Probably ditch you in the night
Don’t know why you’re so uptight
I’ll take some of your rambling
If I can get a sampling
I don’t have to see it through
For half a night with you
And I just realized
I forgot your name
Right before you arrived
And right after I came
Oh baby please
Understand
On the other apps
I am banned
I'll go straight through ya
I can be truly a
Piece of work
Condescending jerk
Just let me take you out
I want to ease your doubts
The night can see this through
Me panting and hoverin’ over you
I don’t want you to cry
But I will say goodbye
This might be a three night stand
Till I get bored like I planned
I put the moves on you
Didn't work like I wanted to
Feel like I’m under a hex
You look just like my ex
My charm is so inviting
Until it’s not exciting
I might throw you some shade
It’s a game that I play
You took out your crystal ball
I got up to take a call
Noticed your hands were green
Wondered what that could mean
You asked if I was into you
Was pasta bowl that’s true
You said what was up with that
Then turned me into a cat
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6. |
Garlic Powder
04:51
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I like the way it stings
Takin' a bite out of week old wings
Got a free-spirit kind of feel
Goin' through garbage for my meals
I don’t care if you judge me now
But if you got somethin’ I’ll meow
And my ribs might be showing
But that just keeps me going
Forget about me
And do not call out for me
I’m on the prowl
For something foul
I’ll make sure you know
If I can’t hold my own
I’ll eat rats out the trash
It’s what I do with out no cash
Rub up on
A stranger’s leg
I’m just chillin
I won’t beg
Who knows how long
I’ll be here
One day this cool cat might
Just disappear
In the morning I pack my things
Listen to the bird songs they sing
Just my homeless kind of deal
Goin to the park see what I can steal
Get on the bus for a cruise
Bother pedestrians for some booze
If I don’t get what I need
Put on a guilt trip guaranteed
I’ll yowl for someone
Just to take me in
But I ain't no cute kitty
And I don’t play no violin
The sparkle in my eyes
Is clouded by the dirt
And every time you pass me by,
It just adds to the hurt
And I, close my eyes
So the, pain subsides
An easy way out, small amount
The harder way in, Cheshire grin
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