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Having Lunch With Black Girls
I feel like a zombie in your garden
red-eyed shaking daisies in the dew
I feel like a dino in your bedroom
gone extinct the second that I look at you
let the night caress our inner children
there is no curfew for those who are timeless
flatbush nights and cab-sav mornings
the waitress senses our prodigal intents
and fills our cups with her beauty
a tentative marriage, oh god I am everywhere
the street where you live becomes poem
a relic on the canvas
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My parents don't understand me 'cause I'm punk
My parents get mad at me when I get drunk
They envy my rebellious spirit
They're not happy for me, don't they fear it
Growing up is hard
But life is easy when you know who you are
Punks are like slaves on the run in the underground railroad
Persecuted and betrayed
Punks are epic in their not giving a fuckness!
When I was young growing up was hard
Growing up was hard when I was young
My mohawk says I control my destiny
Four wheels, six strings, one track mind
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From a land that`s large and red
Postie came to get off head
He took our Asian girls to bed
His eyes filled up with the divine
Aussie`s getting hectic on dingas and wine!
Without a drop of internet
Postie`s needs were seldom met
At home he was sadly sat
Bored, despondent, crackin`a fat
So Postie suited up so he could see
Extra Sexual Blacktivity!
Into a porno theater Postie boldly went
Wading through the piles of masterbating men
Other men might be afraid but Postie stayed an hour
He stared into the cavern of her flower
Ask the Post to strike a pose
Subtle chin and Roman nose,
Eats Protien, his figure grows
Postie boy he`s no Sheila
Looks like this lad weights 80 kila
Sweatin` hard and getting ripped
Searchin`for some place to dip
Missed the gym and couldn`t be sorrier
As a kicking, punching trained warrior
He came to work feeling sick
from Picnic Electronic
Getting dingas and turning tricks
Searching round to dip his wick
On the dance floor feeling slick
Went to Nuru for a favour
Met a Chinois and tasted flavour
A girl with braces, Postie craved`er
Was she naughty and could he save her?
Didn`t care so he depraved her
He came up North for biology
Learning about the birds and beasts and hepatitis B
But his interests were more focused on female chemistry
SHUT IT!
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we wore masks
to disguise ourselves from an imposter
a former comrade
who knew our secrets
we were warned about him
unload the van now unload the gear
load up the van now load up the gear
we wore masks
so they couldn't tell we were liars
we wore masks
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Je suis le champignon Champion.
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I wanna watch my shows.
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Rosetta Stoned - Flowers
02:03
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everyday that i close my eyes
you make me feel like I'm the luckiest man alive
when you shed a tear
I want to hold you in my arms
for all eternity I'm forever yours
now when I look back at you
you make me feel like I was just someone you knew
I know that you left me for another guy
and now you come back to me cuz that guy left you behind
you know that I love you but I'll never love you again
you know that I'll hold you but only as a friend
you know that I'll kiss you when I sleep at night
you know that I'll never love you again in this life
and now when I close my eyes
the whole world disappears and so does my life
i don't understand why my dreams aren't coming true
i guess i'm not supposed to fall in love with you
now when I look back at you
you make me feel like I was just someone you knew
I knew that you left me for another guy
and now you come back to me when that guy left you behind
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Spring's here ladies and germs. BBQ season coming up
Standin' around the grill with Phil, you all know Phil
Phil's on bass
Phil and I got a bond, a chinese finger trap,
a cosmic sort of thing
Ya know, we've both got a button that we like to push
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush
I'm out for beers with Phil in town
Day's feeling slow like ya don't even know
Lookin' for fire to raise a little hell
We make our way over to the Taco Bell
Workin' at the counter's a sweet little Chiquito
I lock her with my eyes and order a burrito
She smiles and asks if one is all I can do
I said "Honey why have one when you can have two?"
Well our dear Spanish lady is gettin' off shift
Phil and I got a two-four, according to thrift
She's smilin' and jokin' with Phil's arm 'round her waist
A sexy Maria and a man who plays bass
Drivin' off in my pickup, she's sandwiched between us
Two hunks of pure man if ya know what I mean
We've got wilds to conquer, some old trees to fell
Pullin' on up to a swanky motel
We go into our room, well I go in twice
Cause I had to pull out to get some ice
Beers sittin' chilled, the senorita's relaxed
Phil and I have had about 20 of the two-four pack
Phil and I rise to the occasion right then
We finish the pack and join hands as friends
After the beers, my memory's foggy
I think there was a mention of 'somebody's doggy'
Phil and I saddle up to that sweet little tush
A bird in the hand is worth...
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