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Alcohol (High On The Hog)


My baby taught me how to be
My baby taught me how to fight
My baby taught me how to die
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol!

My baby taught me how to smoke 
My baby taught me how to breathe
My baby taught me how to hide
My baby taught me how to leave
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol!

My baby taught me how to choke
My baby taught me how to eat
My baby taught me how to fuck
My baby taught me how to be
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol!


From: Mike Farmer (mfarmer@mail.coin.missouri.edu) 


My old lady taught me (real well?)
My old lady taught me how to read
My old lady taught me how to write
My old lady taught me how to drink...

Alcohol, Alcohol, Alcohol, Alcohol

My old lady taught me how to smoke
My old lady taught me how to breath
My old lady taught me how to fight
My old lady taught me how to drink...

Alcohol, Alcohol, Alcohol, Alcohol

My old lady taught me how to choke (joke?)
My old lady taught me how to eat
My old lady taught me how to fight
My old lady would rather be with...

Alcohol, Alcohol, Alcohol, Alcohol

From: Nancy Regan (dewsburd@ViaNet.on.ca) 



Anorexorcist (Suicide Samurai)


through your lights have action
dark into a puzzle
know this push you lick ya
lace of honor yeah you rape

I was yours and guilty
then you lived the purest
special time 'cause you can
be pure thoughts of disarray

ooh

I was yours and closer
you were the ape til you
got me here to entertain
your heads are in your lake

I was your intention
won't you come. I wish you
got me under with the
thing that is self-righteous
hey




Bambi Slaughter (Bambi Kill)


Hey, the love of two
A desire, is whats for you
is it real? A lulliby?
Face to face, with an unamed mouth
Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!  Hey! hey! Heyyyy!
Feel the spirit form, in his eyes was loving for
And his lion's were raging high, hunts himself & fears his ripe
Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!  Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!
Heyyyyyyyyyyy!



Beans


Beans, beans, beans
Daddy (Jackie?) ate some beans
He was happy, happy, happy
And he ate some beans

Naked, naked, naked
Sitting cross-legged
Naked, naked, naked
And he was happy, happy, happy
And he ate some beans

Wine, wine, wine
Daddy (Jackie?) had some wine
He was happy, happy, happy
And he ate some wine

Beans, beans, beans
Daddy ate some beans
And he drank some wine
And he was happy, happy, happy
As he drank some beans



Blandest


You're my favorite
Of my saviours
You're my favorite
Oh no

Yes you're my favorite
Of my favors
You're my razor
Oh no

Hey!
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm (to remind me what not to become)
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm
Calm, calm, calm



Clean Up Before She Comes


Clean up before she comes (x5)
Living in a dusty town (x3)
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth

Twenty months has it all (getting older)
I must be getting old (ate my vegetables)
I must be getting old (getting older)
I must be getting old (ate my vegetables)
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth
There's something in her eyes
Must be a smile from my mouth

Clean up the dusty town
Living in a dusty town (x3)
Clean up before she comes (x3)
Living in a dusty town

I must be getting old (getting older)
I must be getting old (ate my vegetables)

I'm starting to eat my vegetables



Curmudgeon


I can't hide, no
On the mantle
I'm not sad
Until I'm home

It's the season
I'm all reason
I have seen
All I have grown

Sheared at the seams
Cheat on me
And not seen
At the seams

I'm a lender
I'm a planter
I put something
In the garden

In the handle
On the mantle
I met Santa
I met God

I'm a lady
Can you save me?
It's the sulfur
I have grown

'Tis the season
I'm all reason
I have fleas
So run on home



D7


Straight as an arrow
Defect defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject reject
Towards anti-social
Solo solo
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday mayday
Gonna leave this region
They'll take me with them

Dimension seven

Originally by the Wipers



Do You Love Me?


You really like my limousine
You like the way the wheels roll
You like my seven inch leather heels
And goin' to all of the shows

But...
Do you love me?
Really love me?
Do you love me?

You like the credit cards and private planes
Money can really take you far
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
And the sound of electric guitars

You really like rock 'n' roll
All of the fame and the masquerade
You like the concerts and studios
And all the moeny honey that I make

Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans they know your face
From all of the magazines

Yes I want to know...Yes I want to know...Because I've been
really trying to tell you...that...what I'm trying to say...is
what I'm trying to tell you...and what I'm trying to tell you is
that I don't know...because I don't know what I'm trying to say,
and what I'm trying to say is that I don't know what I'm trying
to tell you...and I don't know what I'm trying to tell you,
because I don't say what I'm trying to know...because I'm trying
to tell you, but I don't know what to say...because I'm trying
to tell you, because I don't know...what I'm trying to say...and
what I'm saying is that knowing is saying, and I'm trying to
tell you this...because telling is knowing...I'm telling you
what I'm saying...knowing...knowing and telling is saying,
because a saying is...a saying is knowing, and talking...and I
don't know, and I don't say, and I don't tell...and I don't...I
don't tell?

Turn it off! (background, many times)

Fucking turn it off...turn it off

Originally by KISS
(thanks to LiKWiD for the part at the end)


Even In His Youth


Even in his youth (x3) he was nothing
Kept his body clean (x3) going nowhere
Daddy was ashamed (x3) he was something (2nd: nothing)
Disgrace (Smears?) the family name (x3) he was something (2nd & last: family name, going nowhere)

He was born for your crew (Leave this form 'fore I'm through?)
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back the same (last repeat: "again") (a slave?)

Even in his youth, nothing 
Even in his youth, nothing, nothing,nothing



Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip


It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
  that you're only supposed to use once and then discard.
Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend.
My shyness, pet her flow.

She's only been five months late,
  even though we haven't had sex for a week.

A meal a day, a meal, I say.
And my heart's made my....

Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis.
She was tied up in chains, and Sam had helped her in the freezer.

She's only five weeks late,
  and I haven't had a date forever...
  ever...ever...forever!

Wish I had more...more opportunity,
  more chances to remember some things
  so I couldn't have so much pressure on my...
  on my...on my, um...ah, on my...um...um...head.

We'd have so much more diversity,
  and so much more input, so much more creative flow,
  if we had someone in school, a (GIT)...

  GIT...geeks...in...town.
  Ha!...Come on, Dave, think of one...
  Girls In Trouble
  It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels
  No, GWC

Fuck, man, this is a waste of time!
(laughs) One more solo?   Yeahhhhhhhhh!  Yeaaaahhhhh!

You're personally responsible for...
  the entire strip...to be washed away...
  cleansed...as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
  flowed through the strip and were set on fire.

It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight.

And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom,
  and his...silk...
  and he...he erected a beautiful city...
  a city of stars.

Note: hidden track on In Utero



Help Me, I'm Hungry


Hold me, there's too much tension
Grade me, I'm fucking hungry
Help me, I'm fucking cornered
Grade me, you might be right

Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freaking every day
White lights inside
What do you want

Cold naked man, picked off his scabs and
Fed them to the pigeons
Help him, he's fucking cornered
Grade him it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc...

Hold me, something's happening
Help me, somebody help me
Hold me, I'm fucking hungry
Help me, I'm right here, who are you?

Naked man (you say you saw)
Fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's fucking cornered
Grade him, it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc...

Help me, I'm fucking hungry
Help me, I'm fucking up
Hold me, some fucking help



Here She Comes Now


Aah, if she ever comes now now

Aah, she looks so good,
aah, she's made out of wood, just look and see

Originally by the Velvet Underground



If You Must (The Extreme)


I can read, I can write
I can breathe, proven fact
Bless my greed, crease unfold
Is it me, or my ego
Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude

If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, acted out
Practicing
Perfecting
Pressuring
Unto to me

I will wade, in the fire
To explain, your asylum
Idle times, analyzing
We'll compare, all our sightings, come on

I speak, to hear, my voice



I Hate Myself and Want to Die


Runny nose and runny yolk
Even if you have a cold still
You can cough on me again
I still havent had my fulfill

In the someday what's that sound? (End it someday, what's that I sung?) (End of someday, what is that sound?)

Broken heart and broken bones
Think about some capsules of horse pills
One more quirky cliche'd phrase
You're the one I wanna refill

In the someday what's that sound? (End it someday, what's that I sung?)

 Spoken interlude in middle:
most people don't realize
that two large pieces of coral,
painted brown, and attached to his skull
with common wood screws can make a child look like a deer



Immodium
(Early Version of "Breed")


I don't care, I don't care, I care,
   I care, I care, I care if I'm old
I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind,
   I mind, I mind, a mind of my own
Get away, get away, away,
   away, away, away from your home
I don't mind, I don't mind, I mind,
   I mind, I mind, yeah...

If you have, even if you need
I don't even care, we could have a tree (our dreams)
We could plant a house, we could build a tree
I don't even care, we could have a tree (all three)
She said, she said, she said, she said
she said, she said, she said, she said

I'm away, I'm away, away, away,
   away, away from your home
I don't mind, I don't mind, I mind,
   I mind, I mind, a mind of my own
Get away, get away, away, away,
   away, away from your home
I don't mind, I don't mind, I mind,
   I mind, I mind, yeah...

Even if you have, even if you need
I don't even care, we could have a tree (our dreams)
We could plant a house, we could build a tree
I don't even care, we could build a tree (all three)
She said, she said, she said, she said
she said, she said, she said, she said

Even if you have, even if you need
I don't even care, we could have a tree (our dreams)
We could plant a house, we could build a tree
I don't even care, we could build a tree (all three)
She said, she said, she said, she said
she said, she said, she said, she said
she said, she said, she said, she said

Transcribed by James Bunn


In His Room (Hands) / Without A Sound / Verse Chorus Verse


This is from the version played on 8/90, from Outcesticide 2 
(the Hollywood soundcheck)

Driven conversations, even I can read (dream?)
Wouldn't want to fake it, and I'm tired of this dream (?)
Taking medications, in the back of the room
Driven conversations, he died in June.

See the stab wounds in his hands
See him dying in his room
He's dying in his room
He's dying in his room
Heading for me, heading this way
He is coming, I don't care

Wouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mind
Giving conversations to a friend of mine
Giving medications, in a lighted room
Wouldn't want to fake it (thank him?), I know I should

See the stab wounds in his hands
You killed him, I don't care
Keep a promise, you would too
Keep a promise, you would too
See the silence in his head
He is coming, I don't care

We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind
Wouldn't want to fake it, but I have this time (?)
Giving conversations, to (?) whom they don't know
Taking medications till my stomach's full.

See a famine in his head
See him coming at their heels
He loves you, give him a chance
I don't love him, I don't care
See him starving, give her hell
It is over, we don't care In His Room

This verse is from the Offramp Club (11/90) and appears
on "Outcesticide 3" and "A Season In Hell".  It was repeated
for all 3 verses.  I think the chorus is the same as the
previous version.

Wouldn't wanna fake it, even if I try
Feelin' so sedated, even if I'm high
Taking medications, Till my stomach's full
Wouldn't want to fake it, running in the hole. (2nd & 3rd repeat: going)

Yeet another Interpretation.  One day I will combine all these. 

in his hands


Given conversations, even I can read.
Would he wanna fake it? And I'm tired of this dream.
Takin medications, In the back of the room.
Given conversations, he'll died in june.

See the stab wounds, in his hands,
See the bible, in his hand.
He is dyin, in his room
He is cryin, in his room.
Dirty woman, in his wake.
He is commin back again.

Would he wanna fake it? Hell i dont mind
Given conversations, Whom they dont know.
Given medications,in a lighted room.
Wouldnt wanna thank him, I know I should.

See the stab wounds, in his hands,
Hes not comming back again.
Keep a promise, it is you.
Keep a promise, you would too.

Were not gonna make it, Well i dont mind.
Wouldnt wanna fake it, I dont have his time.
Given conversations Whom they dont know.
Takin medications, till my stomachs full.

See the stab wounds, in his hands.
Hes not commin, back again.
Does he love you? give em a chance
She don't love him I dont care.
Oh