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1. Samson

You are my sweetest downfall

I loved you first

I loved you first

Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth

I have to go

I have to go

Your hair was long

When we first met

Samson went back to bed

Not much hair left on his head

He ate a slice of wonderbread

And went right back to bed

And history books forgot about us

And the Bible didn't mention us

And the Bible didn't mention us

Not even once

You are my sweetest downfall

I loved you first

I loved you first

Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads

But they're just old light

They're just old light

Your hair was long

When we first met

Samson came to my bed

Told me that my hair was red

He told me I was beautiful

And came into my bed

Oh, I cut his hair myself one night

A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light

And he told me that I'd done alright

And kissed me till the morning light, the morning light

And he kissed me till the morning light...

Samson went back to bed

Not much hair left on his head

He ate a slice of wonderbread

And went right back to bed

Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down

Yeah, we couldn't destroy a single one

And history books forgot about us

And the Bible didn't mention us

Not even once

You are my sweetest downfall

I loved you first

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1. Samson

You are my sweetest downfall

I loved you first

I loved you first

Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth

I have to go

I have to go

Your hair was long

When we first met

Samson went back to bed

Not much hair left on his head

He ate a slice of wonderbread

And went right back to bed

And history books forgot about us

And the Bible didn't mention us

And the Bible didn't mention us

Not even once

You are my sweetest downfall

I loved you first

I loved you first

Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads

But they're just old light

They're just old light

Your hair was long

When we first met

Samson came to my bed

Told me that my hair was red

He told me I was beautiful

And came into my bed

Oh, I cut his hair myself one night

A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light

And he told me that I'd done alright

And kissed me till the morning light, the morning light

And he kissed me till the morning light...

Samson went back to bed

Not much hair left on his head

He ate a slice of wonderbread

And went right back to bed

Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down

Yeah, we couldn't destroy a single one

And history books forgot about us

And the Bible didn't mention us

Not even once

You are my sweetest downfall

I loved you first

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2. Oedipus

Dun, t-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun-dun

T-t-dun-dun

Dun, t-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun-dun

T-t-dun-dun

Dun, t-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun-dun

T-t-dun

T-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun

I'm the king's thirty-second son

Born to him a thirty-second time

Born to him with my hair still on

Born to him with two eyebrows on

And that's all I was wearing

When I woke up staring at the world

My mom had been a rather crazy queen

But not at all like a sex machine

She liked to keep her body clean, clean

Thought the world to be quite obscene

But she'd retire to her chambers

And we remain quite strangers

And to see me made her awful sad

And to touch me made her awful sad

And to see me made her awful

And to touch me made her awful

Mm-hmm...

I'm the king's thirty-second son

Man, all it took was thirty second's time

But a spoiled little prince I was not

Had a chamber maid and a chamber pot

And there's thirty-one others just like me

There's thirty-one others I can be

Sometimes I'd stand by the royal walls

The sky'd be so big that it broke my soul

And I'd stand on my toes to catch a glimpse

Of my mother's eyes and my mother's skin

But she'd retire to her chamber

And we'd remain quite strangers

And to see me made her awful sad

And to touch me made her awful sad

And to see me made her awful

And to touch me made her awful

And one morning I woke up

And I thought, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus

Then one morning and I woke up

And I thought, Rex, Rex, Rex

Then one morning I woke up

And I thought, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus

'Cause thirty-two's still a goddamn number

Thirty-two still counts

Gonna make it count

Gonna make it count

Gonna, uh, oh

Thirty-two's still a goddamn number

Thirty-two still counts

Gonna make it count

Gonna make it count

Gonna, uh, uh, oh

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the

I'm the king's thirty-second son

There's thirty-one others just like me

There's thirty-one others on the way

There's thirty-one others after that

Sometimes I stand by the royal gate

People screaming love and hate

And they scream, and they scream, and they scream, and they scream

Long live the king, long live the queen!

And to see me made her awful sad

And to touch me made her awful sad

And to see me made her awful

And to touch me made her awful

And then one morning I woke up

And I thought, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus

Then one morning, and I woke up

And I thought, Rex, Rex, Rex

Then one morning, I woke up

And I thought, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus

'Cause thirty-two's still a goddamn number

Thirty-two's still counts

Gonna make it count

Gonna make it count

Gonna, uh, uh, uh

Thirty-two's still a goddamn number

Thirty-two's still a goddamn number

Thirty-two's still a goddamn number

Thirty-two's still a goddamn number

Thirty-two

Thirty-two

Thirty-two

Thirty-two

Thirty-two

Thirty-two

Thirty-two

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

Long live the king

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3. Prisoners

All of the prisoners serving life sentences

Wait for the earth to suddenly shake

For the walls to somehow suddenly come crumbling, tumbling, and

For the bars to somehow magically break

Aw, there's nothing wrong with them

That a thousand bucks can't fix

That a thousand arms can't hold down

In the ground, they're tattooing the stones with

Cusses like cavemen, yo' momma was here

But they want to run through the air with no barriers or obstacles

Gunmen or guard dogs or priests

And to rise from the mud and start over and over

With the people all dead

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah

If Hans Christian Andersen could've had his way with me

Then none of this shit would have ever gone down

In my cell, I'm tattooing myself with

Mermaids and swallows, and though I do swallow

My mama thinks I'm grown, but I'm really just little

And someday I will remember

Someday I will remember

Someday I will remember

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4. Reading Time With Pickle

Walking home from work

Stop at the supermarket

The condiment aisle

A jar of pickles catches the eye

Made eye contact with a solitary pickle—ah!

Bought the jar, took it home

Then made it up the stairs

And made it through the doorway

And waded through the floor

Tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom

The truest room

In the whole damn

House

Sayin' love

Is the answer

To a question that I

have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

So the answer has got to be

Love

Yeah

So feeding time with TV

Then sleeping time, not sleepy

So reading time with pickle

But where the bedside lamp had been

Is now emanating soft, soft green

Has it always been this way?

Is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed?

Maybe now things'll start to change

And life will turn a better page

No more rage

Sayin' love

Is the answer

To a question that I

Have forgotten

But I know I've been asked

And the answer's got to be love

La-love, la-la-la, la-la-love

Tomorrow, back to work again

But run to the supermarket

Running hopeful through the aisles

Haven't been this happy in a long time

But not a single jar was smiling

After all

Man, pickle jars are just

Pickle jars

And pickles are just pickles

Ingredients:

Water, salt, cucumbers

Garlic and pickling spices

But love

Is the answer to a question that I

Have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

And the answer's got to be

Lo... love

Is the answer to a question that I

Have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

And the answer's got to be

Love

And the answer's got to be love

And the answer's got to be love

And the answer's got to be love

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5. Consequence of Sound

My rhyme ain't good just yet

My brain and tongue just met

And they ain't friends so far

My words don't travel far

They tangle in my hair

And tend to go nowhere

They grow right back inside

Right past my brain and eyes

Into my stomach juice

Where they don't serve much use

No healthy calories

Nutrition values

And I absorb back in

The words right through my skin

They sit there festering

Inside my bowels

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

Got a soundtrack in my mind

All the time

Kids screamin' from too much beat up

And they don't even rhyme

They just stand there, on a street corner

Skin tucked in and meat side out and shouting

I'd like to turn 'em down

But there ain't no knob

Born into picket fences

Not into picket lines

All this hippie shit's for the '60s

and a cliché in our times, but

What if one of these days your heart

Will just stop ticking

And they sort of just don't find you

Till your cubicle is reeking?

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah

Dan, t-t-dan, t-t-dan-dan-dan

Dan, t-t-dan, t-t-dan-dan-dan

Did you know that the gravedigger's still gettin' stuck in the machine

Even though it's a whole other daydream?

It's another town

It's another world

Where the kid's asleep

And the loans are paid

And the lawns are mowed

What'd ya think

All the gravediggers were gone

Just 'cause one song is done?

There's always another one

Waiting right around the bend

Till this one ends

Then it begins

Sqeaky clean

And it starts all over again

The weather report keeps on

Tossing and turning

Predicting and warning

And warning and warning of

Possible leakage from news publications, and

Possible leakage from news TV stations; that

Very same morning, right next to her coffee

She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing

The National Geographic was being too graphic

When all she had wanted to know was the traffic

The world's got a nosebleed, it said

And we're flooding, but we keep on cutting the trees and the forests!

And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV

Who claim they will save us, but want to enslave us, and

Sweating like demons, they scream through our speakers

But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder, and

No one's the killer and no one's the martyr

The world that has made us can no longer contain us

And prophets are silent and rotting away, 'cause

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah

Dan, t-t-dan, t-t-dan-dan-dan-dan

Dan, dan, t-t-dan, t-dan-dan

My rhyme ain't good just yet

My brain and tongue just met

And they ain't friends so far

My words don't travel far

They tangle in my hair

And tend to go nowhere

They grow right back inside

Right past my brain and eyes

Into my stomach juice

Where they don't serve much use

No healthy calories

Nutrition values

And I absorb back in

The words right through my skin

They sit there festering inside my bowels

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

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6. Daniel Cowman

On the day that Daniel Cowman stopped existing

The world should have ended right then and there

Precisely 4:15, when he stopped existing

The world should have ended

How could it go on?

How could it go on?

How could it go on?

Well, I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

So now that we've got that straight

Does it mean that I can fly?

Does it mean I that I can go do whatever I want?

Now that we've got that clear

And you know that I'm not here

Does it mean that I can go do whatever I please?

The premature ejaculation of his death sentence

Hit Daniel in the face like a big round spitball, hwk-pfff

And everything got hazy in the courtroom

And then he stood up and then he sat back down

Another two times in a row

And everything got real slow

Like a gunshot in the movies

And he remembered

Heroin Boy walking through the door

Bouncing off the walls and the floor

Taking off his belt

Taking off his pants

Filling up the bathtub

Getting ready to go in for a swim

Singing, I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

I don't exist

So now that we've got that straight

Does it mean that I can fly?

Does it mean that I can go do whatever I want?

Now that we've got that clear

And you know that I'm not here

Does it mean that I can go do whatever I please?

And he start remembering and remembering and remembering and remembering and remembering...

The Heroin Boy

He walked through the door

And he was screaming

And everybody was like, what's you screaming as if it's the end of the world?

And he was like, well it is.

And I was sittin' in the corner with my pants down

And I was sure someone next door was blowin' up balloons

And they was red and orange

And there was this one lady at the bar

And she was trying to buy gin

And there was this other lady at the bar

And she was trying to sell gin

And it worked out good for the boths of them

And Heroin Boy

Started takin' off his belt

Started takin' off his pants

Started takin' off his shoes

Filling up the bathtub

Gettin' ready to go in for a swim

And I says nooo

You're gonna drooown

He says nooo

I can't drown

Simply because...

Shhhh..

A man destined to hang

Can never drown

A man destined to hang

Can never drown

A man destined to hang

Can never, ever drown

A man destined to drown

Can never burn

A man destined to drown

Can never burn

A man destined to drown

Can never, ever burn

A man destined to fry

Can never, ever, ever

A man destined to fry

Can never, ever, ever

A man destined to fry

Can never, ever, ever die

In any other way

But frying

Lucky that I'm dying

By hanging

And not drowning

So now that we've got that straight

Can't I just be left alone?

I want to take a fuckin' bath.

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7. Bon Idée

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love

Don't tell your secrets to anyone

Because ideas are vulnerable

As soon as you say your idea out loud

Then it can go and live on its own

And you will miss it oh so much

And you will wait for it's return

And you will wish it were your own

But ideas that left never come back home

Don't tell your mother that you are afraid

Don't tell your lover that your heart might break

Don't tell your gods that you no longer believe

Because as soon as you say it out loud they will leave you

And you will miss them oh so bad

And you will wait for their return

And you will wish they were your own

But gods that have left you will never grace your home

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love

Don't tell your secrets to anyone

Because ideas are vulnerable

As soon as you say your ideas out loud

Then they can go and live on their own without you

And you will miss them oh so bad

And you will wait for their return

And you will wish they were your own

But ideas that left will never come back home

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8. Aching To Pupate

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Pu-pupate, pu pate,

Pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate...

I should peddle butterflies

There's a shortage in the city,

I'll stand on the street corner

All mysterious and giddy,

When the passers by pass by

I will open up my trench coat,

They will see the butterflies

Dangling like fake rolexes...

Every morning I wake up

With a purpose and a smirk

I'll put on my fake mustache,

I'll drink Heineken, eat cornflakes...

Then I'll call my mum and dad

Tell them that I'm doing fine,

Or I'll write a tipsy letter

To a real good friend of mine,

Or I'll jump upon the bed

Waltzing madly with the broomstick

But before I leave the house

I will fill my lips with lipstick...

But peddling is a dirty sport

There's competition in the city,

Everyone is on a street corner

All mysterious and giddy.

Some are selling bags and shoes,

Some are selling books and gold,

I've been standing here for days

Not one butterfly's been sold...

And how I'm

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Aching to pupate

Aching to pup-p-p-pate

Pu-pu-pate, pupate,

Pupate, pu-pu-pate, pu pa-ate.

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9. Lounge

I don't care that flowers grow for you,

And me, and me

You don't know what love is till you see,

Her standing there

A web of skin and nails and hair

A web of skin and nails and hair

And bones and bones,

And thoughts

Rush in, and out your head

You think you are alive, but you are dead

You keep, on driving in your car asleep

I'm driving in your car

I dont know why flowers grow in winter time

The sky turns gray the sun don't shine

And people rush to be on time for work,

they wrap them selves in woolen cloaks

And hats and scarves

Like larva in their incubators

Like larva in their cars

And drive and drive

*mouth trumpet*

And drive and drive and drive

Until they get away

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