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woo eats meat eats meat hahaha look out Dirty Frank Dahmer he's a gourmet cook, yeah. I got a recipe for anglo-saxin soup, yeah. Wanted a pass. So she relaxed. Now the little groupie's getting chopped up in the back. I got a cupboard full of fleshy fresh ingredi

lullabies to a doll in my arms I was only five but I knew I'd rock her to sleep, say goodnight to the stars Someday our dreams will come true Big old world in front of me that asks me what I want to be Every time all I would say is Babies, I wan

said I don't like hippies And I don't like cornbread And I don't like much I said I don't hippies And I don't like cornbread And I don't like much But that's okay Fat babies have no pride Fat babies have no pride Fat babies have no pride And that's okay

re running in packs on a saturday night They got their own bark and they got their own bite Waitin' in line I can't wait no more....No Slip right in, get kicked out the back door I don't know If it's possible to tame one I don`t know If she

man, that sure is one big old rock It takes up half of that velvet box I know you've given this a lot of thought You're gonna get a 'yes' for sure That thing is more than just a simple stone It's got some crazy powers all it's own Something will happen when she slips it on They ne

on back to me babies, hurry quick I'm missing y'all so bad you know it damn near made me sick Three days have been way too long, oh my two babies need to come on home It's time to leave that buckeyed state behind Oh come southbound, southbound, southbound 75 Straight through the blu

of these My three babies I will carry with me For myself I ask no one else will be Mother to these three And of course I'm like a wild horse But there's no other way I could be Water and feed Are not tools that I need For the thing that I've chosen to be In m

abort, abort, abort No more babies And 1,2,3,4 popping to the doctor Killing some babies, killing some mommas To abort Many babies, I love babies, fooling with a baby, just two, baby To abort.. your baby Abort, abort, abort, abort No more babie

was a lovely child from West Tennessee Leroy was an outlaw, hard-eyed and mean One day she saw him starin', and it chilled her to the bone And she knew she had to see that look on a child of her own 'Cause ladies love outlaws Like babies love stray dogs Ladies

Betty ate a pound of aspirin She got them from the shelf upon the wall Betty's mommy wasn't there to save her She didn't hear, hear her little baby call Dead babies can take care of themselves Dead babies can't take things off the shelf Well, we didn't want you anywa

babies are born saying God's name Over and over, All born singing God's name All babies are flown from the Universe From there they're lifted by the hands of angels God gives them the stars to use as ladders She hears their calls She is mother and father

mean what can I say, three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey Dj, won't you play that song for me, And my hom-- and my homies all singin' to it, 3oh...3oh!3, I ain't callin' for a close-up, No clubs, no cars, bitches with the nose jobs,

don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love Cowboys ain'

in a cherry tree High above a monastery Where the bells are ringing slow To say farewell when hours go And all the while I'm dreaming of The ballad for my one true love Searching for the perfect way to say I love you Sweetheart, this is my dream come true And god bles

have travelled the world around Wandered far from home Sailed the ocean in foreign skies Still further to go Back into my babies arms From this world of woe That was such a long long time ago Captain hollered the Cabin Boy Stared into the sun Shadow

is real, this is real Now I see them giving the woman abortion to kill another baby Miscarriage and misfortune and premature crack baby Strength of Ras Tafari I'm hoping someday maybe They don't obey parents, maybe they will obey me Future for the

Mexican monster babies are here Are here in the USA The Mexican monster babies are here Are here in North America Soon they will spread To the USA Land of the free And the home of the brave Have heads like frogs They look like dogs Their hear

black market white baby dealer Is hunting around overseas My black market white baby dealer Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me He brings back Oh my God, he brings back He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies My smile is dime a dozen My lips are

lit a smoke and took a walk Just as the stars began to spark I told myself don't we all Learn about winter, learn to fall I see lovers in the rain Stepping on and off of trains Just waiting there like baggage claims Hoping someone says their name Honey w

geht das licht an, man kann ja nichts sehen die show ist vorüber und die gäste wollen gehen frank die spinne und willi die maus zerreissen die liste und küssen die braut refr.: wie einfach es ist wie schnell sowas geht, wie wenig man glaubt je meh

frank and open Deep conversations They get me nowhere They bring me down, so Give it a rest, won't you? Give me a cigarette God give me patience Just no more conversation Oh, give us a drink And make it quick Or else I'm gonna be sick Sick

it's gonna Way it's gonna Lately I find I'm caught up in these thoughts How will you come to me How will we connect these hearts Are you somewhere near Hidden like a four-leaf clover Are you miles away Are we getting any closer Are

days her shape in the doorway Will speak to me A bird's wing on the window Sometimes I'll hear her when she's sleeping Her fever dream A language on her face I want your flowers like babies want God's love Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come Some days, like

is the pipe for What it seems to be Hell and all the babies on the babies laugh at me And I just wanna shine on and on and on the sky Hey on the bay, on the bay, on the bay Hey you out there wnat you I need you and I want you here On the wall

is dead i beat him in the head call it sin i'd do it again so what? so what? babies tears on a butchers block god loves me well god can blow me i dont believe thats why i said god damn god damn i am god damn god damn i am gods a fag because hes d

is a finger missing on my right hand a butchers hand in a butterfly wing span the sky hangs on a thread as I paint the white picket fence red said am I alive or am I dead I cought a raingbow tear in her sunset smile I told the broken bird of my unborn child these blood staine

man worried man I'm a weary worried man Hungry babies don't understand papa is a worried man The place I used to draw my pay slammed the door on me today And told me just to stay away and no come back again I went back home to bring the news my woman saw that I had the blues But she sai

I think Things are overwhelming Sometimes I think I don't know what I'll do But I forget the world And everything around me That's what I think When I think about you The streets are filled With too many babies Black air in a sky of blue People pass by No l

I am an engine and I'm holding on Through endless revisions to state what I mean For sweetness alone who flew out through the window And landed back home in a garden of green You're riding alone in the back of a steamer And steaming yourself in the warm

you're gone, babies Ride the soft machine Threading the warm children Down the space between Into a slow heaven Hanging by a thread Leaving the still living For the walking dead It took so long To find my way out of here Out of the warm night, to the hard light

and me created something special You and me always standing at the threshold Forgive me, I've created a monster The police said that they cannot help your daughter Sometimes it takes a tough/strong man to hide Sing it soft just like a lullaby I'll fall apart from the ins

Pree, all smiling and swollen makes babies to breathe With their hearts hanging open all over the sheets As soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing They'll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating Till wonderful

on that sundress, the yellow one that's a little see-through when that sunlight hits it right. Now I'm just saying, there's nothing like leaving just a little to my imagination. Girl, all those hollywood babies ain't got nothing, got nothing on you. Well girl, you may not believe

is not a thing you recall Making truth is all I desire Seen enough to know I’ve seen too much Words can’t save us Sometimes you got to kiss and make up We argue But it won’t break us Put some make-up ,babies Just so you can kiss and make up It’s safe for everybody It

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in front of my face: The drunkard, the poet, the virgin's grace... Bring the man, who saw whole world Let him sit by my right hand Cads - out of the door!!! Kick the abstainers ass!!! Bring booze and hamburgers Widow's children be blessed!!! Cads - out of the door!!!

they try and break me The window burns to light the way back home A light that warms no matter where they've gone They're off to find the hero of the day But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way Still the window burns Time so s

s so romantic The neighborhood's littered with white gloves The flowers were hand picked They're taping up paper doves And it's hard to think When everything's red and pink It's hard to eat When everything's sweet I guess it's just the perfect time to

moonsongs Do you sing your babies? What sunshine do you bring? Who belongs Who decides who's crazy Who rights wrongs where others cling? I'll sing for you If you want me to I'll give to you And it's a chance I'll have to take And it's a chance I'll have to break I

it ain't so Joe, please, say it ain't so That's not what I wanna hear Joe Ain't I got a right to know Say it ain't so Joe, please, say it ain't so I' m sure they're telling us lies Joe Please tell us it ain't so They told us that our hero has played his

it ain't so, joe, please, say it ain't so That's not what i wanna hear, joe and i got the right to know Say it ain't so, joe, please, say it ain't so I'm sure, they're telling us lies, joe, Please, tell us it ain't so They told us that our hero has played his trump card He doesn't

we can disregard all these things It is all around us Why they live here like the kings They are only pus It brings only bad things We don‘t want endure your thievery Lost generation in our world Your view of the world is so crazy Smelling robbing dirty l

you blame the sky When a mama leaves her babies behind? Can you blame the sky When a mama leaves her babies behind? Can you blame the sea? Oh can you blame the sea? 'Cause she's a flowing in that water deep Is it the dirt that you envy so?

full of stars's Before my eyes My inane look It calmly took My only friend Is air land Eternal world Is grey and cold My soul is tough It's strong enough I'm sure I'll win For loss I'm mean My story's frank It's out of rank Of usual tales Where feeling

kids from Tacoma In a '72 Nova, No pill and barely old enough to drink, Learned the ropes and tested science, Started pentecostal riots, In just five minutes behind the rolling rink, In the backseat brings The American dream on a shoestring, First you grow

Aaliyah] Cause I, ooooh Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaaah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaaah [Aaliyah] I can tell there's something wrong with you Tell me do you wanna talk about, talk about You say you got a lot on your mind, sit down lets talk a

your heart, open your mind A train is leaving all day A wonderful trip through our time And laughter is all U pay Around the world in a day Around the world in a day Now dig Loneliness already knows U There ain't no reason 2 stay Come here and take my hand, I'll s

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just want to ask a question: Who really cares, to save a world in despair? Who really cares? There'll come a time (There'll come a time) When the world won't be singing (When the world won't be singing) Flowers won't grow (flowers won't grow, no)

staple bite babies!!! I tear heads off babies and lick their soft skull caps Spineless fetus round and supple Suffocated within my duffel Infant decay and rot Suck the fumes through a straw Dismembered in the hall Spackle baby parts to the wall Cutle