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| My shadow's the only one that walks beside me | |
| Say it loud and there's music playing, say it soft and it's almost like praying | |
| He comes home every night in his round bottom boat with a net full of herring from the sea | |
| Well you have to excuse me, I know it's so off. I love when you do stuff that's so rude and so raw. | |
| And so you fill your life with sound, and if you dance like hell, you hope you never touch the ground. | |
| What I once used to dream, I now dread. If he finds me, it won't ever end. | |
| My mother noticed funny things that I did. Like shooting puppies with a BB gun. | |
| It's euphoria, it's anger, it's the winter wind, it's fire. And it kills my deepest hunger as it thrills me with desire. | |
| She says she'd like to meet me when I've grown and I've burst like a comet! But I'm so stressed by my stress, I just want to up and vomit. | |
| And if that joy, that thrill doesn't thrill like you think it will. | |
| And I'm stuck like a dope with a thing called hope | |
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| Who will call to say 'I love you'? Send me flowers or a telegram? | |
| Look at me, Ralph, I've been sent to hell! A prepubescent edition of Jezebel! | |
| You don't want baggage without lifetime guarantee. You don't want to watch me die. | |
| What did it get me? Scrapbooks full of me in the background... | |
| I see you quiver with antici.......pation. | |
| Everybody loves a winner, so nobody loved me | |
| Go to St. James so often I will call him St. Jim | |
| To seek revenge may lead to hell, but everyone does it and seldom as well | |
| And then he smiles, his eyes light up and how can I complain? Yes, he's insane, but look what he can do. | |
| Man, he's flipped. No, he's whipped like the cream on a cake. | |
| Breathe deep while you sleep! Breathe deep! Deep! | |
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