i'm mrs jones

sorry man, sorry, sorry, i've got a bad eye. shouldn't have, i shouldn't have looked at it, i, i shouldn't have looked at it, go. go away, go away, sugar star. sugar star, with the abortionist head. you want her, on the bed, with her legs wide open and her eyes all spread. what's the matter with black jack bones? oh, mrs. jones, oh mrs. jones, oh. cry me a river, but just take me home, oh mrs. jones, oh mrs. jones. sorry man, i got a gut slit, me, me, fucking ran away with my abortionist. my little eye blacked, you know, jizzed with the knife they used to, to cut my face with. it's been starbbing out baby, baby angels, smile, smile. the sky's a narcotic, with black jack bones. oh, mrs. jones, please mrs. jones. my virus is raging, its breaking my bones. oh, mrs. jones, please mrs. jones. come slide real. i will follow you down the sick drain. when i lean on, on the sink, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry baby, you will, you will never stink so bad. sorry man, i'm sorry, i shouldn't have looked at it. i'm sorry man. you're a night blooming sickle cell, your night blooming sickle cell, hurry away, hurry away. look into the bloodroot, you suicide bitch, it takes an hour like you to make me wanna live. i'm sorry, i'm sorry man, i'm sorry man. a narcotic with black jack bones, oh mrs. jones, oh mrs. jones. your little doggie won't leave me alone, oh mrs. jones, please mrs. jones. my virus is raging, its breaking my bones, oh mrs. jones, please mrs. jones. cry me a river baby, just take me home, oh mrs. jones, oh mrs. jones. sister ectoplasma, she's incredulous. just like a pro, she takes off her dress, and she kicks you down in her snow-white pumps. just remember it was me who found the lumps. shit, shit, shit, shit. east is east and west is west, and mine was you, and mine was the best. east is east and west is west, and mine was you and mine was, mine was, oh mrs. jones. honey. don't ask me again. don't ever talk to me like that again.

mrs. jones

milk milk milk milk milk milk

salty leave, salty leave. tell me the one about the friend you knew, and the last good night that we toasted too. salty leave, stay for me, stay for me, we drank wine in the matinee and the spotlight showed what i chased away. stay for me, she saw my comb over, her hourglass body she had problems with drinking milk and being school tardy she'll loan you her toothbrush she'll bartend you party kill me, kill me i called i called, but i cant get through, said he's on his own, but his own is you kill me.

del valle

plump

he shakes his death rattle. spittle on his bib. i don't do the dishes, i throw then in the crib. i've eaten you, i'm overfed. your milk's in my mouth, it makes me fear. i've stumbled here. failed to make it mine. they say i'm plump. but i threw up all the time. i've eaten you, i'm overfed. your milk's in my mouth, it makes me fear. do you fake it for me like i do you fake it for me like i do you fake it for me like i. my baby's in her arms, crawling up her legs. like a liar at a witch trial. you look good for your age. i've eaten you, i'm overfed. your milk's in my mouth, it makes me fear.

trainspotting

choose life. choose a job. choose a career. choose a family, choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. choose a starter home. choose your friends. choose leisure wear and matching luggage. choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. choose DIY and wondering who you are on a sunday morning. choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing ga me shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. choose your futu re. choose life. but who would i want to do a thing like that? i chose not to choose life: i chose something else. and the reasons? there are no reasons. who need reasons when you've got heroin? people think it's all about misery and desperation and death and all that shit, which is not to be ignored, but what they forget - is the pleasure of it. otherwise we wouldn't do it. after all, we're not fucking stupid. at least, we're not that fucking stupid. take the best orgasm you ever had, multiply it by a thousand and you're still nowhere near it. when you're on junk you have only one worry: scoring. when you're off it you are suddenly obliged to worry about all sorts of other shite. got no money: can't get pished. got money: drinking too much. can't get a bird: no chance of a ride. got a bird: too much hassle. you have to worry about bills, about food, about some football team that never fucking winds, about human relationships and all the things that really don't matter when you've got a sincere and truthful junk habit. the only drawback, or at least the principal drawback, is that you have to endure all manner of cunts telling you that - from time to time, even i have uttered the magic words.

i wanna write a love song

wanna be uncool. wanna be uncool. now i'm gonna make you cry. 'cause i'm gonna go so deep. i'm gonna tear this tempest, baby, and go somewhere i can sleep, gonna make you love me, gonna make you love me, yeah. never gonna lose if i tell the truth, would it be uncool if i could write a love song? i just wanna believe. you tried to hold me, and every time you move and everytime you breathe. yeah, i gotta write a love song. baby, you're a freakshow just like me. baby, we're all born ugly. gotta write a love song

the donnas

turn 21

gold medal

i can't believe she bought it. she got too close and she caught it. had a point but she forgot it. when you skip steps on the way up. the gaps have a way of catching up and you cant cover that with makeup, your gonna fall behind me, your gonna cry and beg for mercy, cause your not ready baby. and you got nothing on me. now that i'm getting to know her part of me wants to show her, who she's really screwing over, cause she's got nothing real. taking everything she can steal, just like it was her last. how long is she gonna be around, and how long do we have to watch her dumb it down. cause when its cheap it fades fast. and how long does she think its gonna last?

not the one

our first date was our last date. you're the kinda guy that i love to HATE. no, i don't want your eggs & bacon, nd when i kissed you, i was faking! i gotta let you know that you have to let me go i thought you were the one but baby, you're no fun and you're not the one. not the one! you were hot till you took off your shirt. so skinny babe makes my eyes hurt. you're damaged goods so i don't even care about the color of your underwear. i gotta let you know. that you have to let me go i thought you were the one, but baby, you're no fun. and you're not the one. not the one! i don't wanna check it out anymore i got your number, there's the door. there's something missing in your head and i've got no room for you in my bed! i gotta let you know, that you have to let me go i thought you were the one. but baby, you're no fun. and you're not the one. i gotta let you know that you have to let me go i thought you were the one, but baby, you're no fun and you're not the one. not the one!

do you wanna go out with me?

do do you wanna go out with me do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me baby can't you see won't you go out with me. do do you wanna go out with me do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me nothing else will do i only wanna be with you. do do you wanna go out with me do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me everybody go now. do do you wanna go out with me do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me come on baby do do you wanna go out with me baby can't you see won't you go out with me, let's go!