Please wait...
( its long, sorry )
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'cause we behave the same...
We are dumb all over
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight
Nurds on the right
Religious fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
'bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
Without no feet
'n pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religious fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'n disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state
Hooray! that's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears (get down!)
Not his, not hers, (but what the hey? )
The good book says:
("it gotta be that way!")
But their book says:
"revenge the crusades...
With whips 'n chains
'n hand grenades..."
Two arms? two arms?
Have another and another
Our God says:
"there ain't no other!"
Our God says
"it's all okay!"
Our God says
"this is the way!"
"burn 'n destroy...
'n repent, 'n redeem
'n revenge, 'n deploy
'n rumble thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the other side
'cause they don't go for what's in the book
'n that makes 'em bad
So verily we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them down
Or rent a nice french bomb
To poof them out of existence
While leaving their real estate just where we need it
To use again
For temples in which to praise our god
("cause he can really take care of business!")
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blond wife who takes phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to hebbin!
(depending on which book you're using at the
Time...can't use theirs... it don't work
...it's all lies...gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Every day...
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following god's orders
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doin'
He wrote this book here
An' the book says:
He made us all to be just like him, "
So...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
(an' maybe even a little ugly on the side)
I wish I was a butterfly I'd fly and fly
Until it was my time to die
It's creeping in again
I know what I really am
No more pretty, purple,
Peaceful butterfly
If I were a butterfly
I'd fly and fly
Until it was my time to die
Its creeping in again
I know what I really am
No more pretty, purple,
Peaceful butterfly
Come see the blood that's in my bed
Come hear the things
That nobody talks about
Shut up you mouth
Shame on you shame on me
I wish I was a honey bee
Anything, anything other than
The things I have been
I slip out of my skin
So I don't have to do it again
But just a passing thought
And your filth is seeping in
They won't come clean
Come sit with me
While the walls press in on me
Shut off that light
Shame on you. shame on me.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
( but only in the way that Chrissie Hynde and band could do it. not the original crap-noise )
What am I doing here?
What am I waiting for?
Will somebody fall from Heaven And join me on the floor?
Why am I holding Out, Pretending it might make sense?
I will not understand this any better then.
If Sugar Falls all over me:
If Sugar Falls then we'll see
So, I'll wait, as I always wait, as I always wish for something more
What if I try escaping
hoping for some repair
and then what if all of this
Heartache follows to find me there?
Please, I Don't Know What You're Saying
It All Sounds Like Mud To Me
There's A Man Here
I've Seen His Face
He's Sure I'll Recognize Him And He's Breathing All His Hate On Me
He Binds My Wrists And He Throws Me Down
And I Can't See
Wake Me
I Hope I'm Dreaming
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Wake Me.
There Must Be Some Mistake
No, I Don't Hear What I'm Hearing
Fear You Are My New Best Friend
Cause These Wicked Boys Brought Their Pieces And Their Itchy Fingers
And The Panic Crawls Into My Throat Cause I Turn My Head And They're Looking At Me.
And I Can't Breathe
Save Me I Think I'm Bleeding
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Save Me
There Must Be Some Mistake
And I Can't Scream
I Can't Scream
I'm Bleeding
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Save Me
There Must Be Some Mistake
Save Me
Look, I'm Bleeding
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Save Me
Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford
To buy a pair of Mod A Go-Go stretch-elastic pants . . .
THERE WILL COME A TIME WHEN YOU CAN EVEN
TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF WHEN YOU DANCE
Crying loud, you are crawling on the floor
Just a beautiful baby
You're nothing more
Close your eyes
You are crawling into sleep
I swear I won't break you
If you let me take you
Where the willows never weep
Where the willows never weep
Coming quick into your wonderland
Flying high on bleached white sand
Tranquilized by lights
You'll lose your way
Well just come with me
And I'll make you see
With me you'll want to stay
Can baby come out to play
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down
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Circus lights are shutting slowly down
But still you're up in the air
And loving your wings
My dear, you play the clown
You're still up in the air
And loving your wings
What's gonna happen when you come down
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Crying loud, you are crawling on the floor
Just a beautiful baby
You're nothing more
Close your eyes
You are crawling into sleep
I swear I won't break you
If you let me take you
Where the willows never weep
Where the willows never weep
Coming quick into your wonderland
Flying high on bleached white sand
Tranquilized by lights
You'll lose your way
Well just come with me
And I'll make you see
With me you'll want to stay
Can baby come out to play
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down
Circus lights are shutting slowly down
But still you're up in the air
And loving your wings
My dear, you play the clown
You're still up in the air
And loving your wings
What's gonna happen when you come down
Can't hold
A star
In your, yeah
Hand though
At least you can
Hold on
To another plan
Rusted wheel
Planted still
Tell it's
Summer
From the, yeah
Size of
The bugs that fly
Through my window
Flying through my window
Rusted wheel
Planted still
Can't move on
Tell it's
Winter
From the, yeah
Size of
The lump in
My throat
I got a lump in my throat
Rusted wheel
Planted still
Can't move on
Just like the ground
But trapped in another way
Just still in the ground
And it feels
Just like the ground
The ground
And trapped in another way
Just still in the ground
The ground
The ground
A star
In your, yeah
Hand though
At least you can
Move on
To that better plan right now
Rusted wheel
Planted still
Rusted wheel
Can't move on
Planted still
Rusted wheel
Planted still
Rusted wheel
Planted still
Rusted wheel
Can't move on
And out of character, something more upbeat ( but you have to imagine it in early 2000's girl punk context )
_____________________
I was walking home from school one day
When I saw Danny standing there
I tried to show him my dirty underwear
He showed me his and nothing would compare
And he said
You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that do?
You're ugly because you're ugly
I kinda wonder when I think back to those days
Why did all the boys get scared and run away?
So I looked in the mirror to see if it was true
My reflection looked at me like it was scared too
And it said
You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that do?
You're ugly because you're ugly
Let me tell you guys a little story about my second grade love
His name was Danny and he looked so good this one day in his plaid Tuffskins
And every day after school I would go pick him up at his classroom
And one day these three girls came out before he did
And this one girl named Heidi Weller had this handful of pumpkin seeds
And I said, "Let me see those pumpkin seeds," and she said, "No."
And I grabbed her hand and I said, "Let me see those pumpkin seeds now, bitch!"
And I looked at them and they had Danny Irving's name written on every one of them damn pumpkin seeds
And I said, "Hey bitch! That's my boyfriend! Why do you have my boyfriend's name written on all your pumpkin seeds? I'm gonna have to kick your fuckin' ass, bitch!"
And you know what she had the nerve to say to me?
She said
You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that do?
You're ugly because you're ugly
Then I told her to bend over, and gave her another crack in her ass
And the same band, same album. Tho was the male singer.. So much truth in this, we never really realized it at the time. But it was right in our faces the entire time.. and we let it happen. Its our fault. ( tonight's rotation )
Something has gone wrong
We're losing all our rights
Everyone is blind
Everything has changed
Moving every day
Towards a police state
Secret government
Will take it all away
Disinformation
Is your only source
Burying thee truth
Keeping us apart
Illuminati
Secret society
What can we do?
What can we do? Have we all lost?
Is it too late?
What can we do?
What have we done!
I often wonder why
Nobody can tell
just what the hell
Is going on
Everything you're told
Your entire life
Every single thing
Is a fucking lie
Look around you
Things are not the same
We're letting them win
Who's the one to blame?
Majority
Jason society
What will you do?
What will you do?
When it's all gone
You will be in chains
When it's all gone
You will be their slave
Something has gone wrong
Our minds are numb
We're lobotomized
From mind control
But what of us
Is it not our fault?
We let them rule
We became the flock
Nineteen people
Are in command
You think you know
Just where it started?
They've got the balls
of Uncle Sam
What did we do?
What did we do?
It's all gone
We are all their slaves
We are fucking blind
We are all in chains