1. |
Sadness is Sexy
05:28
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The Springtime has come, carried north by the crow's wing.
The corpse walks again. Yes, the blood begins flowing.
Eyes wide with fear. The dark clouds, they come rolling
over the hills. The church bells, they start tolling.
I'm about to lose control.
I'm about to raise some fucking hell.
I was happy with no soul
until you came along and cast your spell.
Sadness is sexy.
Love is perplexing.
Life is depressing,
but death is so messy.
Our hero is at his worst.
All hope is lost, here in the second verse.
The peasants say he'll save the day,
I just hope he gets the girl.
I would hate to say, but this Crusade is at an end.
Had a good time, let's never speak again.
I need you to take control,
'cause you know I won't control myself.
You dug in your claws and found my soul.
Call the Devil, I've got one to sell.
Sadness is sexy.
Love is perplexing.
When she starts undressing,
her kiss becomes deadly.
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2. |
Let's Get Down
03:57
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Deep, past the trees, there's a ring of headstones.
That's where my Baby likes to roam.
You can find her in the moonlight, dancing all alone,
singing to the Devil, "Take me home."
Come on, Baby, let's get down.
All the way.
Underground.
In the grave.
Talked to my friend, the Grim Reaper.
He thinks that you're a real keeper.
He said, "She'll be a good time,
if you know how to mistreat her."
That girl's a mighty fine preacher.
One night, and I'm a believer.
I know she'll make a nice bride,
if I can just get beneath her.
Come on, Baby, take me down
to the gates.
Put on your crown,
your throne awaits.
Come on, Babe, put on your crown. Your throne awaits.
Underneath six feet of dirt,
deep within the haunted earth,
you will find me and my girl
feasting with the worms.
Come on, Baby, let's go down
with the ship.
We're gonna drown.
Yeah, this is it.
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3. |
Sleep Island
04:48
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This living world, it holds nothing for me now.
I know I can escape somehow.
I think I need to lie down.
Take a little break from all this time wasted awake.
I know I can escape,
somehow. There's got to be a way.
Take me to the land of dreams.
Carried on a breeze of screams,
far across the nightmare sea,
to the land of endless sleep.
From this rocky shore,
"Please, Captain, take me aboard.
I'm afraid there's nothing more
up here for me to learn."
Captain, solemn to his core,
"You don't know what you're asking for.
Once you leave this rocky shore,
you will not return."
Take me to the land of dreams.
Sailing on the nightmare breeze.
Your silent screams deliver me
to the land of endless sleep.
So this is where you spend your nights,
chasing all of your delights?
Not quite dead, not quite alive,
that sure sounds nice.
Perhaps one day, I will give it a try.
Until then, my time is spent in the moonlight.
Take me to the land of dreams.
A journey farther than it seems.
Far below and far beneath,
in the land of endless sleep.
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4. |
Poseidon (She Was Mine)
04:53
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She was mine.
Once upon, upon a time,
she was mine.
Poseidon, please deliver me to those crashing waves.
Hades, yes, please take me to my grave.
Father Zeus, please take apart those plans that we had made.
Aphrodite, take this girl away.
Isn't this what you wanted?
Someone to be all about you.
Someone who couldn't live without you.
I was yours.
It was just like I wanted.
Someone who I would never doubt.
Someone I couldn't live without.
I was hers.
She was mine -
her fat ass, her doe eyes.
She was mine -
her thin lips, her thick thighs.
She was mine -
her sloppy kiss and all her lies.
She was mine -
but good things, they take time.
Yeah, right.
Is it just like you wanted?
Is it just like you always wanted?
I'm a ghost, my house is haunted.
Here I am.
This is not what I wanted.
This is not what I ever wanted.
My heart is broke. My blood is rusted.
I was her man.
Now she's gone,
and I'm fine.
Now she's gone,
and I've gone out of my mind.
Now she's gone,
and that's alright.
She was my life,
now she's gone, I'm waiting to die.
Yeah, I'm just waiting to die.
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5. |
Keep a Secret
04:20
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Watch him burn.
Let him drown.
As long as he dies somehow.
Break his heart.
Knock him out.
So long as he hits the ground.
Can you keep a secret?
I don't even feel it.
This is what I needed.
Why did I ever fear it?
Darkness. Yes, yes.
Hear him scream.
Make him shout.
As long as he gets put down.
Kick his teeth.
Shut his mouth.
Don't let him make a sound.
Bury him
where he won't be found.
Put him down, and make it count.
Can you keep a secret?
Something you will regret.
You won't want to hear it,
if you can believe it.
Darkness. Yes, yes.
Make him bleed.
Bleed him out.
As long he dies right now.
Cut him deep.
Make me proud.
That's what I'm talking about.
Can you keep a secret?
Keep it just between us?
Give me a good reason,
and if I think you mean it,
I will have to tell you,
and then you will know, too,
and it can be your secret,
if you want to keep it.
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Brother, please, listen to me.
Stay away from that treacherous tree.
Her fruit is sweet, her leaves are green,
but her thorns are sharp as Devil's teeth.
Flowers bloom from her every branch.
Gray and gold. Have you ever known
such a lovely plant?
Vines entwine in her soft bark.
She is like a work of art.
Would you believe that there's venom underneath?
Her sap is like oil,
seeping into the unspoiled soil.
You should've listened when I told you.
"Brother, please, stay out of that orchard."
Instead you ignored the fence,
stepped over the border, then
bit into the fruit of your misfortune.
It should have been easy to avoid,
but her shade is quite inviting, and boys will be boys.
Travelers from all around have found respite inside her grounds.
Yes, she kills with poison that is easy to enjoy.
Her sap is the blood.
Her fruit is the love.
The juice is a drug.
One taste and you're done.
What is the consequence, oh,
what could be the harm in
stepping past the fence
into her wooded garden?
Pick a plant, before the skin begins to darken, and it's rotten,
and please don't eat the seeds.
No, just like me, they get discarded.
Her sap tastes like cherry wine.
For a while, you'll be fine.
Yes, her toxin takes some time.
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7. |
The Devastator
03:14
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Can you hear it?
Can you feel it?
It is in the wind.
If you knew it,
you would fear it.
Let the games begin.
Yeah, I know,
the girl's a real show-stopper,
a real earth-shaker,
but she's a heart-breaker,
so you've gotta face her and say,
"See you later, Devastator."
Oh, no.
So this is what it takes to earn your love?
Yeah, this is what it takes to gain your trust?
If this is what it takes to make you cum,
sign me up, 'cause I want some.
Yes, I saw,
the girl's a real jaw-dropper,
a true hay-maker,
but she's a soul-taker.
If you can, escape her and say,
"See you later, Devastator."
Yeah, I heard,
that girl's a real world-rocker,
a real life-changer,
so here's a disclaimer;
I wish that I could hate her, but hey,
devastate me, Devastator.
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8. |
Obscurity of Purpose
05:02
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Ringing in the ears, vision clouded.
The way was once so clear,
it now appears so crowded.
Whatever is happening,
I know nothing about it.
Yes, this life has left me
both dumbfounded and astounded.
It seems I've lost the plot,
I'll let you know once I have found it,
but I can't seem to see the forest
with all these trees around it.
I feel a great obscurity of purpose.
I can feel it festering just below the surface.
I believe the Wizard's hiding right behind that curtain,
but I will do what he wants because I can't be certain.
Oh, my Dear, look at this imitation.
This thin veneer. This poor approximation.
I could look for answers all across this foul creation,
'cause this whole fucking place owes me an explanation.
I feel a great obscurity of purpose.
I can feel it festering below the epidermis.
The Wizard, he is just a man hid behind a curtain,
but he's got some things that he'd like you to purchase.
Oh, my Dear, it's much worse than I'd feared.
Yes, it seems the ink has smeared because of all those wasted tears.
It seems that those directions have begun to disappear.
The map is just a blank page - in the center, "You Are Here."
I feel a great obscurity of purpose.
I don't see the wiring connecting all the circuits.
If the Wizard's just a man hid behind a curtain,
then his blessings and his curses are all worthless.
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9. |
Scorpion Nights
04:13
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It was a lonesome, dusty road,
like a dark desert highway.
Girl, far from home.
"Hey, old man. Going my way?"
There's no time for wrong or right.
Tonight we die in the moonlight.
It's the Night of the Scorpion.
That girl, she had a tail
that hit me like a fist.
My friend, I'm afraid I've failed
to resist her poison kiss.
There's no time left to decide.
The sharpest knives will stay alive
on the Night of the Scorpion.
Yeah.
Oh, dear friend, remember this -
the last advice I have to give.
Just one sting from her open lips,
or one pinch from her slicing grip -
one taste of her desert love
made me wish for the abyss.
There's no time for picking sides.
No, there's no fighting to survive.
It's the Night of the Scorpion.
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10. |
Collisions
04:58
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When we came together, it was never an embrace.
It was a collision.
Baby, all that friction left behind some toxic waste.
We were nuclear fission.
It starts with atoms in the dust.
It starts with looks of lust.
It starts with a shallow thrust.
It ends with bubbles in the brain.
It ends with poison rain.
It ends with cries of pain.
The radiation spiked the night you walked into my life.
The power you had over me ignites the midnight sky.
There's a meltdown coming, Baby, if you couldn't tell.
I thought we were so hot. That was just the flames of Hell.
It starts at near critical mass.
It starts with a mighty blast.
It ends in a cloud of ash.
This is the last verse, so make it worth it.
Make it hurt.
Please make sure there's weight behind your words.
You weren't the first atomic burst
that nearly burnt my universe,
but girl, you can be sure, you were the worst.
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11. |
Man and Master
03:38
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Sit down, you filthy thing.
Let's have a chat.
You've been very, very bad.
That's a sad, sad fact.
This crazy train is running
off the rails, off the track.
I'm afraid there's no turning back.
Not after all,
not after all the things I've seen.
Come in you filthy thing,
just relax.
I see you've drawn your battle axe.
Guess that's one way to react.
Everything went black
when you began your attack.
Start throwing open hands, and you get smacked.
Start showing off that ass,
and it might get slapped.
Questions of,
questions of integrity.
Down here, you filthy thing.
This won't take long.
It's the part of the song
where I admit that I was wrong.
We should have done things your way all along,
but I couldn't stop wanting you.
I'm just not that strong.
Said with all,
said with all sincerity.
Pardon me
for lacking clarity.
I'm sorry.
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12. |
Carve Away the Excess
04:40
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Carve away the excess.
Yes, I insist, take my last breath.
Tear open my chest and help yourself.
Carve away the excess.
Take my heart and place it on the shelf.
Yes, right next to all the rest.
Lay me on the table, get your knife.
Make a small incision, and reach deep inside.
Have a little look around with your discerning eye.
I think you might be surprised by what you find.
Nothing.
There's nothing.
Carve away the excess.
Help yourself to my last breath.
Take it right out of my chest, it's all I have left.
Carve away the excess.
I gave you all my best, so take the rest,
and please, pardon the mess.
Take me to the morgue. Put me on the slab.
Slice me open. Look at all the pieces I don't have.
A simple cut would be enough, but you'd prefer to stab
into my guts and drag it up, until my sternum cracks.
Carve away the excess.
You left me quite a wreck, I must confess,
but I suppose that's what I get.
Carve away the excess.
Yes, I insist, take my last breath.
Yes, my Love, this is my last request.
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13. |
Killer on the Hill
04:28
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What's a girl like you doing out this late?
Don't you know it's the Witching Hour?
Can't you see those hands at 12 and 3
on the old town hall clock tower?
Oh, Baby. Run on home, before you get snatched by the Prowler.
Hey, Stranger.
Ain't you heard the news?
There's a killer on the loose,
and she looks a lot like you.
Hey, Stranger.
Ain't you heard the news today?
Yes, a killer, stalking prey.
I think she went that-a-way.
Don't you know, this time of night,
that a girl like you ain't safe?
There's a killer lurking somewhere nearby.
Gonna get her, Baby, just you wait.
Hey, Stranger.
Ain't you heard the news?
There's a killer on the loose,
and she looks a lot like you.
Hey, Stranger.
Don't know if you've been told,
but it was on this very road,
not a fortnight ago.
Sweet young treat, dressed all in black.
At least she won't be seen.
She'll be kept clear of prying eyes
while she does her thing.
I won't tell you're out after dark
if you don't tell on me.
Hey, Stranger.
Ain't you heard the news?
There's a killer on the loose,
and she looks a lot like you.
Hey, Stranger.
Ain't you read the paper?
Don't you know that you're in danger?
Hello, my Love?
Hey, Stranger.
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14. |
Champion of All Things
04:32
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The time has come, go rally all the troops.
Put on your sexy leather platform boots.
Strike the match. Now, Baby, light that fuse.
The time has come. So, Baby, drop those nukes.
If you're going to war,
you're not gonna win. No.
'Cause she's the Champion of All Things.
The Champion of All Things.
If you're going pound-for-pound,
my girl, she's gonna take you down.
Yes, my friend, she's been around
and she knows all the tricks.
It's a showdown for the books.
She's a knockout - take a look.
Yes, my friend, put up your dukes
and step into the ring.
If you'd like to fight,
it's shirts versus skins. Yeah.
Against the Champion of All Things.
The Champion of All Things.
Bring the chains.
Bring the whips.
Bring those baseball bats.
Bring the lashes.
Bring the lips.
Only hips and fists should swing like that.
Y'all called for a brawl?
Baby, count me in.
'Cause I'm the champion of nothing.
The champion of nothing.
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15. |
Motion
04:56
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So it appears this story's done.
Perhaps it's only just begun.
What started with a little fun
is gonna end with a loaded gun.
It's the last thing we will share.
I can't wait to see you there.
You'll look good with some red
in your bronze, blonde hair.
This is you and me.
This is all we could ever be.
Thanks to you, this is how
it all ends. This is our destiny.
Who would've known, yeah who could've figured?
"A much bigger bed," or a ring on a finger?
I wouldn't have guessed, no, I'd never considered
the light at the end was the pull of the trigger.
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16. |
Girls of Gore City
06:13
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If you need me, I'll be staying down at the train station.
Muttering and pacing, impatiently waiting.
I can't hear what you're saying with the radio playing
the hits of the eighties. It's very frustrating.
Yes, it was a heyday of the imagination.
A decade for the ages, as per music creation.
But that's a different topic, that's a whole conversation.
Baby, what's the point I was making?
Everybody off. Last stop 'fore we reach Gore City.
Take it from the top, let's rock. Living in Gore City.
There's another tourist on this train.
I'm not the only one who rides tonight.
There's another passenger on this plane.
Think I'm on my final flight.
I thought I saw my Baby board this boat, and then
she disappeared. Yes, right before my eyes.
And much to my surprise,
I heard no word of her untimely demise.
Everybody off. Last stop 'fore we reach Gore City.
If the door is locked, just knock. Living in Gore City.
Hello, who is this mysterious
young creature that I see before me?
Hey, Baby. What's your story?
Tell me all about it, I insist,
but please give me ample warning
before things get gory.
I can tell you one thing, that's for sure -
I know this will not be boring.
You are a topic worth exploring.
We're starting things like this?
We're starting with a kiss?
I think that you are going to destroy me.
We'll find out in the morning.
Everybody off. Last stop 'fore we reach Gore City.
Midnight hits the clock, on the dot. Midnight in Gore City.
Send us a postcard when you arrive,
if you survive the ride.
If you make it there alive.
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Satisfaction, inc. Kankakee, Illinois
A rainbow of feelings.
A real chill time.
xoxo, CJ
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