Regular John |
| Avon I see yo go Through a park in a haze I don't listen For traffic going the same way A simple system I string 'em up I cut 'em down Dare I say A perfect vision Some simple ways to let you know Free range humans all cooped up Naked clone is playing lame I string 'em up I cut 'em down Dare I say |
| If Only If it gets you down well then I'll take it If it gets you up well I don't want it It let you down so broken hearted If it gets you down well then I want it If only, only If only, only If only, only If only, only we're nothing at all So blow our mind and make it lazy Those long long days with no escaping I hold the wheel to let it go Don't wanna stop, don't wanna know If it gets you down, well just don't blame me If only, only If only, only If only, only If only, only If only, only If only, only If only, only If only, only If only, only we're nothing at all |
| Walkin' On The Sidewalks Got some action on the other side Loose teeth in my head New programs are coming in So rise and take your oath I wish we could get away Drink wine and screw I knew someone else before Looked a lot like you And they're gone I'm gone In space I been programmed as I said before Technology Just rollin', wheezin' and breathin' Eyeballs and teeth Words are weightless here on earth because they're free You knew someone else before Looked a lot like me And they're gone I'm gone In space And they're gone I'm gone In space |
| You Would Know Me just happy robot Live on hill of beans You and I cut from same cloth Rippin' at the seams Cut, snip, cut Don't forget to remember The devil's got pills in his eyes Look, laugh, but don't touch Cut you down to size Cut, up, cut (shut up) Cut, up, cut You Would Know My girl's all out of focus It ain't no big surprise Daddy got his gun loaded Got cross hairs in his eyes Shut up, oh Shut up, oh You would know [17x] |
| How To Handle A Rope Too late to think or filter anymore A bitter pill to swallow Maybe you're in a blanket haze of ephedrine I'm wonderin' where the hell you been So come on and right this wrong the rope You got it all right You got a feeling I'd rather open up my wrist, let it go You got it all right You got a feeling Cause devils and ropes around your neck Cursing them all And you can't hear it Can't hear it Ain't got a mind to deal with anymore Sabatuer, infiltrator, and maybe more If you're not blind and deaf, how can we pollute your head? So come on and right this wrong the rope And I got it all right I got a feeling You'd rather open up your wrist, let it go I got it all right, yeah I got a feeling Cause devils and ropes around my neck can't even know Cause they can't hear it [4x] |
| Mexicola Setting sun deals hands of gold There's velvet eyes in Mexico Just a fall away And all she said was true Speak in tongues, speak in lies Drooling livers, born to die It's a wonder that those guns don't point at you Keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, you will live forever Keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, you will live forever Point and shoot, I know just what you mean In a world that's full of shit and gasoline, baby One dog's dead one's on the phone Just leave a lung or leave it alone It's that same on song again I hate it cause it's true Keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, you will live forever Keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, go on, keep sayin, you will live forever |
| You Can't Quit Me Baby It's a mistake, but who knows Followed you home, crawled in your window This life is a trip when you're psycho in love And I know Followed your friends, you were not there Slashed and I cut, I bled in the sink Heard what you said and you're laughing baby Slashed and I cut, and I do it for you I want you to notice when I'm not around Wherever you are You're solid gold I'll see you in hell [4x] |
| Give The Mule What He Wants The mule want it The mule want it Sunday He'll eat it He'll eat it one day How long Do I wait Be the mule that you gotta be Underwater, underwater one day Gonna sink it, make 'em think it's too late For your love For your love Be the mule that you gotta be |
| I Was A Teenage Hand Model Cozied up to the toilet Face stuck to the floor I met expectations that I was tryin to ignore Job had such patience I wonder, what's that like? One hundred thousand million But I hear That's what you like So I was thinkin' So these cities are sprouting Like a spit in the eye And this world isn't waiting It's just passing me by I just peak in the window Lookin' inside The butcher's got a fork in your face I'm standing alive And I was singin' |
Lyrics: Queens of the Stone Age,
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