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double straps
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bloomington
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star wars hips |
bruce bender |
lazy eye |
the mezzanine gypoff |
jeep beep suite |
rental |
solid gold sole |
sublet |
summer house |
mission viejo |
mono
double straps
--
well i came into the city, the buildings made me dizzy
i got kicked out of a fern bar, slept beneath a race car
i was feelin kinda lucky, the queen of spades just fucked me
she came with some jack of diamonds, she's standing right beside him
somewhere
she climbed into my bunk bed, put ashes on my forehead
and the way she touched my eyebrows made me feel so smalltown, she said
keep this in your backpack, carry it with double straps
keep these wings beneath your baseball hat, you look so cute like that
i want your autograph
everybody's hangin at the record store, they're gonna get some records by the gang of four
and now you're 24 and the shore's a bore, everybody's waitin on the very same score
and the punch is spiked, the soda's flat and your birthday cake and all your party hats
your party lines and all your drinking games and eveybody's smokin off the very same flame
and these downtown girls are fast and loose, they'll work you for a baby ruth
and this club is just a kissing booth and love is just an ego boost
and ecstasy's an ego trip, makes me feel like this is it
and this is all there ever was, i wish you wouldn't call me cuz
i know i'm not your relative, you say that it's all relative
i'm in the kitchen, i'm in the corner, do you really wanna get your problem solved
bloomington
--
even if you threw like vida blue i'd hit on you like killibrew
thought that you knew that i was better than you
why'd you have to try and go and join my crew
i'm condescending, i've got my reasons
you never gave me back that photograph
if it's offending, get used to it darlin
well i wasn't even lookin but i saw the flash
i took dance lessons, i slid around in loafers
and i'm so civilized that i'm recognized
in dance halls and public places and wide open spaces
i put smiles on their faces yeah
cause i'm a spy girl, i'm just old fashioned
i never took to callin it espionage
cause I'm a spy girl you must know all about it
i just never had you figured for the other side
and you can burn me in the name of revolution
you can try to make me talk with electric shocks
i never saw his face, don't know who the man is
he just puts his instructions into my mailbox
his idea of fun is bloomington
he always takes his calls at the megamall
he left me by the phone at the metrodome
he's questin through investin, he's testin his protection
don't it all feel like one big game with the lights and the dust
and the security
star wars hips
--
here's what happened at the back of the restaraunt
couple debutants, hundred bottles of wine
i walked into the walk-in cooler
cops got him with a pocket full of powder
got my pants back, got a cash advance
got a tape deck, not the regular kind
it's a secret, you can't see it
you can't believe it, i'm the informant
and hey, juanita, well i sold you out
got the pliers on my fingers and your name slipped out
didn't tell em 'bout your whereabouts
take the train downtown get lost in the crowd and
the pigs are comin outta the woodwork
the pigs are comin in through the windows
my advice is dye your eyes
and stay inside, i told them
'spose you heard about the nightclub fires
i've got two big scoops:
it wasn't just an accident, this is not coincidence
i got tired
i got tired
i got tired
and those guys got me wired
bruce bender
--
took you to the corner of a northeast bar
kissed you goodnight once or twice in my car
i detest the midwest, but the east is a priest
and all these greasers are creeps, throwin rocks at my jeep
love is just keeping a tab
love is just sharing a cab
sex is just whispers and abdomens
sex is just whispers and abdomens
lazy eye
--
let me lick your windows clean, take a clearer look at me
get up off your lazy eye and look into my brighter side
and i'm not afraid to quit, i'm just used to it so i deal with it
she's takin off her make-up and she knows we'll both be better off without it
let me treat you like a queen, it could boost my self esteem
dig your nails into my hands when i show you to my friends
nitrous oxide laugh at your birthday bash right before you crashed
she's takin off my glasses and i've only seen her once before without em
let me drop you like a bomb, make me put your clothes back on
see you walkin to your car, the way your tears reflect the stars
i'm not saying how cause it's not allowed but we're even now
she's taking off tomorrow says she's gonna start all over when she gets there
let this be a testament to every lightbulb filiment
that burnt itself out before it got turned on
let this be a lesson learned for every single finger burned
reachin out for something that was already gone
mezzanine gyp
--
i ride it out in the mezzanine
i read those magazines, i lost my limousine license
i took a little tip from the way insider
wrote it on her hip with a magic marker
washed it all off with a warm wet wash cloth
stashed in the trash back behind the car wash
a little situation went down and now
i've gotta eat my way out of it
now i've gotta suck myself away from this
now it always starts off with a kiss
now it always ends up with a fist
took him down around the waterpark
he had a red swimsuit and two eyes two miles apart
looked just like a hammerhead shark
with a hook in it's mouth, he was dead in the yard
after the night games
everyone's makin the death claims
pointing at the guys in the dice game
call me a lightweight, i'm just a main street spider
and she's a trader insider
i'm just her cigarette lighter
and i'm her limousine driver
jeep beep suite
--
(alright alright, yes yes y'all
livin large with lifter puller
smokin weed and making money
in the 1-9-9-sizzay [6])
driving down the street in my jeep givin beeps to all the people on the sidewalk
listen to the loose talk, eye to the sky, ear to the mci
everybody's talkin 'bout a woman that's a friend of mine, picked her up at the airport
she said i just got back and i'm already bored
and i was so impressed in your sequin dress
goin to the stop n shop, stoppin by the cvs
grab onto my elbow, walkin down the aisle with the shiny shiny hair
and your colgate smile, we get up to the register
i said mister, can i please just have this paper
i think it's got my picture
enteraining the soldiers, makin eyes at the sailors
and we walked between these velvet ropes, went straight for the bathroom soap
tried to make ourselves clean
try to make ourselves sparkle, i mean india seems just like a dream
i left with five bucks and i lived for five months like a queen
and these nightclub scenes aren't ever what they seem
liquid soap won't get you completely clean
brought back just a little bit
baby let's get rid of it
[creedo by damon locks]
rental
--
tinted windows, no one can see you
no one can get to us, there's gonna be justice
i'm not even nervous
you told your boyfriend that you had some midterms
we're up in new hampshire drivin' around in a rental
make me feel special
like i'm essential
like we've got potential
pulled over when it looked a little residental
made me feel special, remember our rental
make me feel gentle, make me feel central
makin me crystal clear, makin me see thru
and i can see through this
you're makin him jealous
and i don't deserve this
i deserve justice
cause i'm cooler than he is
cooler than he is
coller than he is
cooler than he is
a fake name, an airplane, a credit card, a rental car
sang along with the radio playin "In a Jar"
Massachusetts valleys and the new york city east side 20's
are not what i remember
that whole september seems so blurry
solid gold sole
--
one week ago she wouldn't have missed one wednesday night for
all the gold that you're holdin in your hands
now these discos make her sad
she only goes to check her bag and bring it back into her
southside hardwood floor apartment
stashed in the battery pack of her boombox
the dancefloor looks like normandy, the smoke, the foam, the misery
everyone lined up against the wall
the bathroom looks like wounded knee, the bloodshed and the exctasy
everyone was crowded in the stall
department stores go on for miles
and the retail chicks, they always smile
the new perfume counter girl tears apart my world
southside hardwood floor apartment
stuck in the cut that you made in your mattress
the dancefloor looks like normandy, the smoke, the foam, the misery
everyone lined up against the wall
the bathroom looks like wounded knee, the bloodshed and the exctasy
everyone was crowded in the stall
one week ago she wouldn't have missed, she saw juanita blow a kiss
saw the dj blow a fuse, she slips the shade inside her shoes
sublet
--
guess it all started in your apartment (x5)
you were in europe, she was your sublet
and i thought that she looked like an angel
i put my mouth up against her halo
after your party in front of your roommates
we walked out the doorway and got on the subway
we went two at a time through the turnstile
we went two at a time through the turnstile
and i got your postcard, it was from the pantheon
it was the first peek at greece that i'd had in weeks
and i thank you, wanna say i'm sorry that i got your sublet
and i lit her cigarette
and she smoked and i made some progress
we've all got our little secrets
angel have you ever seen the way these city slickers look
I think they look incredible (x3)
angel have you ever seen the way that coney island looks
I think it looks incredible
summer house
--
i know that you really like to waterski
and at night that you can see the whole galaxy
do you really like hanging out with hicks and townies
what do you mean you ain't never comin back to the city
My parents never got me a summer house
we'd just sit here in the same house and we'd sweat it out
the first week you were gone i got so bored
the first time that i scored was at a tennis court
and it was green and empty, now it's a total party
and when you get home monday, then you'll barely know me
cause i'll be green and empty, and it's a total party
and when you get home monday, then you'll barely know me
mission viejo
--
and isn't it a waste of time, we sit here playin pantomime
still blow almost every line
haven't been as high as this since the night i burned my lips
must've been like '89
comin down too quick, my own private apocalypse
i'm usually pretty slick, miss, this is just some summer slippage
behind the karaoke bar sittin in your brother's car
shootin stars and scrapin scars
threw it up back in the sky, her mouth it opened miles wide
we all drove back to Delmar
not sure if you exist, i reach down and i check your wrist
your brother's pretty pissed, he heard it from that surfer chick
and it wasn't just the first time
it wasn't just the last time
it was all those times that were inbetween
when it was such a joy to ride with you
i didn't mean to frighten you
didn't say goodbye to you
summer was such bang-up fun, didn't mean to hurt no one
just tried to enlighten you
when classes start i'll quit, i've got until september 6th
when classes start i'll quit this, this is just some summer slippage
mono
--
we were talkin on the hall phone
you said your boyfriend finally scored
now i've got something they call mononeucleosis
but Ill stay up if you wanna talk some more
© 1996 Doctors Dead or At This Table
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