Born Sore

 

Come meet your maker lover,

Well he said she’s born sore,

Little fish big father,

Well he said she’s born sore

Heavy big shaker lover,

 

Well he said she’s born sore,

Oh little fish big father

Come meet your maker lover,

Well he said she’s born sore,

Little fish big father,

 

I got two rubber toys and they’re scaling Jacob’s escalator,

I know you boys, got nothing you’d rather do

And if you don’t heed the cry, you will never get to feel that rubber

My love is all-inflicting, take this for true

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Kiss The Pharaoh

 

Ring-o-ring-o-roses, pocket full of stuff

Everybody’s tripping over, unsettling the dust,

Like to eat you gently, honeysuckle touch,

The bruises are a-plenty but I can’t repent the lust

 

Bodies on the table, bodies in the sink,

Everybody knows you came to watch the daddy piggy sing,

London as afire, the lords are in the pink,

Won’t you come heed my desire, I’m a liar and a king

 

And they won’t let us into Disneyland,

And all the people never hold our hand,

Cause all your heads are up in dixieland

Kiss the pharaoh

 

Ring-a-fuckin’ roses, yeah I’m sure we’ve heard enough

You’re a foil and a smack-rat girl, You’ve pissed it up my love,

Twist and lull me gently, funny salty suck,

You took back the olive leaf and stuck it in the dove,

 

And they won’t let us into Disneyland,

And all the people never hold our hand,

Cause all your heads are up in dixieland

Kiss the pharaoh

 

 

 

 

Swift Martin

 

No-ones gonna take you to heaven,

Like a child on a train to see its father

With the dust, coming through the ventilation window

And no-one’s ever picked a cherub from a catalogue

No-ones ever played a bongo in a bungalow either

 

 

 

 

The Ugliest Look

 

Stella-top at the barbershop and surgeon

I just hope that you’re not working so I can

Try to get a word in and possibly

Soak in your sagacity and

Dive into your pretty green

Lets swallow up that pill now skipper

Cause I’m not getting any thicker

Don’t you know it pays to write the book

Don’t you know projection is the ugliest look for you

Its okay to be ashamed of the lucky hand that you’ve been given boy

Sorry shame in what you’ve got to show for it

Sorry shame you’ll never get the rhythm baby no oh

 

So baby have a few, sink into it taste the fumes

Couldn’t make a joke of you but darling, you chewed the lotus, no more power

Have a few, sink into it taste the fumes

Couldn’t make a joke of you but darling

You chewed the lotus, no more power

 

Now I’m just lost at the Barbershop and Surgeon but I just

Won’t give into hurting so I’ll be

Downing one of those please shortly

Hoping I’ll start to lose tenacity

Replace it with a sense of apathy towards the

Pill I must swallow up mister skipper,

But I’m still not getting any thicker

Cause I know just how it pays to play the hook

I still think rejection was the ugliest look on you

Its okay to get a little transparent sometimes

Maybe just like cling film round your insides

So you feel no shame in what you’ve got to say

Sorry shame you never had the decency baby no oh

 

Does he really like me? Oh no does she really like me? 

It’s getting so easy, when they do nothing to please me, 

Oh no do they really like me? Does she really like me?

 

 

 

 

Do Me For a Fool

 

I don’t wanna break my heart for you baby,

Don’t wanna do it anymore,

And you could have your hacksaw under my heartstring

You know I want it one time more,

No I don’t want your body in the summer,

Breeze through the flowers

I could breather I could cower

Talk your breeze, take your hours,

So break my heart for me darling,

(oooooooooh)

 

We both know all the things you don’t like,

I’ll break your trust enough to get it right,

Push my luck til’ I’m out of your life.

Finn: (ooh I said one for your mother won’t you make her understand,

You can push it baby I’ll be sticking where I am)

Harry: We both know all the things you don’t like,

I’ll piss you off enough to get it right,

Push my luck til’ I’m out of your life.

 

I don’t wanna rinse myself for you darling

Don’t wanna do me for a fool

Don’t wanna clean the messes that you’d be causing

You know I want it one time more

No I don’t need your kisses in the winter

Your knees in the gravel

I don’t mean to be shallow

I could breathe I could swallow, but you’ll break my heart won’t you darling

(oooooooooh)

 

 

 

 

Tiny Fuzzy Parasite

 

My creature in the night,

Well she’s a big big sucker for a tacky little hooker like me

And I’ve been wondering why,

She’s gonna get up in the morning with a big black mess in her eyes

 

Creature wants her hair washed ooh ahh ooh, no oh oh oh oh

Baby give me face-wash, ooh ahh ooh, no oh oh oh oh

 

Woah oh oh oh oh

Woah oh oh oh oh

Woah oh oh oh oh

Woah oh oh oh, jitterbug say no,

 

Cause the baby don’t scream no more,

Cause the baby don’t scream no more,

Cause the baby don’t scream no more,

Cause the baby don’t scream no, jitterbug say

 

I’m a tiny fuzzy parasite I know,

Just a lucky creature sucking on a bone,

Creature only dances to a broken metronome

Creature has a jacket but the pocket has a hole

 

 

 

 

Cradle

 

And the whole world ripped up the slip

The permission to abandon the ship

In the cherry polly pocket

Polymer security I can see what you do to me

 

Don’t you know girl that was the tip

was the tip from your merry-go upper lip

You can see it through the plastic

Polyester cellophane I can see through you anyway

 

You got a god, I got a darling 

Said she’d cradle my heart,

Honest to god, and she said

Honesty darling, is the stickiest part

So when my cradle is falling,

I go back to the start

 

And the whole world lies at the tip

At the tip of you merry-go upper lip,

You can see it through the plastic

Polyester cellophane I can see through you anyway

 

You got a god, I got a darling

Said she’d cradle my heart,

Honest to god, and she said

Honesty darling, is the stickiest part

So when my cradle is falling,

I go back to the start

 

 

 

 

Count On Me

 

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Like the size of the apple from the big blue tree

I said you can always count on me

Like the fuckboy skipping off at one, two, three

I said you can always count on me

Like the legs ripping off, of the big honey bee

I said you can always count on me

Like the price of the jelly at the jamboree

I said you can always count on me

Like the giddy pageboy with the tripped-up knee

I said you can always count on me

Whether beech, pine, dogwood, what’s it gonna be?

I said you can always count on me

 

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you can always count on me

you can always count on me

you can always count on me

you can always count on me…

 

 

 

 

Holy Mamacita

 

Do I beseech ya

Little holy mamacita?

I need ya

Like the people need a preacher

 

I gotta ditch you mama

Make an early runner

We found a level and its not what I wanna be onto

I exit from the pulpit

And all my cards I forfeit

Resume positions at your leisure shoes off on the carpet

 

Don’t call me baby at the table people say things,

And I don’t want to explain, I don’t want to explain

 

Will I ever reach her?

My holy ovejita

I need you

A suckle from a teacher

 

Top-shelf lover, like you as a friend

Mean I’ll never love another, love you to the end,

To the end of a discussion with a rubber and a pen,

And a golden heart baby not a trace of bad intent

Because heaven only sent my love to show me what it meant

Now we’ve got things to talk about, material to repent,

The gutters of my dirty heart are filled with your cement

The best that I can offer is a hand that I can lend.

 

 

 

 

Taste the Mexican Sun

 

Pinch and squeeze me if you want to

She’s got hair like Maradona

We’ve got matching haematomas

Pinch and squeeze me if you want to

 

All I wanted is one dishwasher

Lady Mary is gone, gone and I want her

 

She’s got hair like Maradona

We’ve got matching heamatomas

Pinch and squeeze me if you want to girl,

She’s got hair like Maradona

 

All I wanted is one dishwasher

Lady Mary is gone, gone and I want her

 

I wanna taste the Mexican sun

I feel your pink anemone like a squeezeLike a beast, like a drum,

No you can’t hurt me no-one, no

I wanna ride your mess in the heat,

Push like a swordfish, I’ll push like a gun.

 

 

 

 

Hendrik

 

I took a 50 on the number 42

Now I’m leaving with a fuzzy recollection of the view

But I was taken by the way she broke into that party

We tied ourselves together with fickle heartstrings

She moved 500 miles away

You’re still my sweetheart yeah you do it everyday

It’ll be alright, it’ll be okay,

It’s just one cheap night and one mistake

 

If we were kids I’d share my lunchbox with you

You’d never have to ask

If we were older I’d take you to Luxembourg

Show you my favourite stuff

Or we could fall in love right by the seaside

Burning our backs in the sun

We could fall in love right by the sea

 

I say I love you but I’m lying to myself

Baby just believe it, I promise I won’t leave you all alone, oh no

So please just kill me in the sun if you’re gonna have your way

But I kind of like this body, baby I want to stay for a while, oh no

 

If we were kids I’d share my lunchbox with you

You’d never have to ask

If we were older I’d take you to Luxembourg

Show you my favourite stuff

Or we could fall in love right by the seaside

Burning our backs in the sun

We could fall in love right by the sea

 

 

 

 

God’s Lick

 

We were stuck in the sea,

You didn’t like the forest,

You couldn’t keep me honest,

Now that’s all on me

 

You forgot the part, you forgot the part,

Of me you wanted,

I never got that god’s lick

I don’t want to start, baby don’t lets start

It was once me you wanted

 

You wrote your eulogy

In popsicle tonic

I can’t get off it

Its sticking to me

 

You forgot the part, you forgot the part,

Of me you wanted,

I never got that god’s lick

I don’t want to start, baby don’t lets start

It was once me you wanted

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Start Runnin’

 

I’ve been tired and all alone, I been scratching to the bone

All this waiting by the telephone, it will never come if I don’t

Start running and don’t stop running

So start running and don’t stop

I’ve been making little messes up all over the town

Shaking and a-wailing and just hanging around

But I won’t start running to just stop running

So start running and don’t stop

 

Oh there’s just nothing like it, there’s just nothing like it…

 

The doomsday band is playing and I’m feeling really funky,

Fuck it its the rapture baby, bass getting chunky

Revelation, pirate station, we don’t give a monkey

Four horsemen getting freaky with a holy little donkey

I’m trying oh I’m trying baby please don’t leave me lonely

I need to move my feet a little get a little phoney

You got a funny way of saying what you came to tell me

I’m jiggling I’m spinning like a rodeo pony

 

Oh there’s just nothing like it, there’s just nothing like it…

 

 

 

 

Ape Thing / Space Thing

 

Honey I can see it, can see it in the small print, you’re wagering my patience, you’re breaking

down the pulpit

 

Baby, you know I’m a ape thing

Baby, you know I’m an space thing, oh no no

 

God I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone, no no no

God I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno no no no

God only knows, only knows, only knows, only knows, only knows, only knows, no no no no

 

 

 

 

Tall Tale Man

 

He had enough eye left in the socket

He cut all the children loose from their strings

He made all the monkeys go nuts for the prophet

He killed all the cowboys and played with their limbs

 

All my frantic hobbies are coming through the machine

Washing out their colour and coming up clean

I used to suffer like a bird in a cage

But I found my way now made my line through the trees

 

You really tell a tall tall tall tale man, you really tell a tall tall fuckin’ tale

You really tell a tall tall tall tale man, you really tell a tall tall fuckin’ tale

You really tell a tall tall tall tale man, you really tell a tall tall fuckin’ tale

You really tell a tall tall tall tale man, you really tell a tall tall fuckin’ tale

 

 

 

 

Fish Tank

 

Like an unholy Madonna, like it like a lime like a lime two three times flip it like a Motorola,

Baby got a dime got a dime got a dime dime

Like an unholy Madonna, like it like a lime like a lime two three times flip it like a Motorola,

Baby got a dime got a dime got a dime dime

 

I’m better when the daisies grow,

I’m better when the daisies grow,

I’m better when the daisies grow,

I’m better when the daisies grow

 

I’m free from the fish tank but he’s got me on my knees,

We’re playing like we’re children but I’m grown when I plead

So stop with your rhythm baby give me what I need

There’s a light around your body and it’s getting on my sheets (sheets sheets on my sheets on

my sheets…)

 

 

 

 

Spawning

 

Spawning out the belly of the beast, 7 days every single week

Spawning out the belly of the beast, 7 days every single week

Spawning out the belly of the beast, 7 days every single week

Spawning out the belly of the beast, 7 days every single week

 

Cause I like it no I love it, I’m moaning for the moment,

He’s a guy on a horseback drumming, to the beat of a four-trick pony

I’m gettin’ jiggy on my heels like a hippy, I’m gonna lose it in a small-town hoedown

Got a spirit from my head to my toes now, I’m gonna flip it if you don’t get down to the beat

now

 

So get jiggy like a hippy

(In Salem’s spinal chord I live)

So get jiggy like a hippy

(In Salem’s spinal chord I live)

So get jiggy like a hippy

(In Salem’s spinal chord I live)

So get jiggy like a hippy

(In Salem’s spinal chord I live)

 

 

 

 

Eleanor Ring Me

 

Oh oh oh oh

A little birdie told me that you were still trying to kill me

And I said that sounds kind of funny

Cause in the grand scheme of things I’ve not done that much wrong

And everywhere lately’s got a man with a dog and a ukulele,

And a bis driver who’s got a grudge and a dustbin man

And a lollipop lady

 

Eleanor ring me, would you stop talking with your mouth shut?

Cause you’re starting to fuck with me, oh yeah

Oh c-cause she’s really freaky, would you stop looking at my ice cream?

I know you’re really trying to fuck with me, oh yeah

 

Well I still think you might be trying to pull something weird off

Cause you’re pointing your beady eye at my average-priced wine

And you’re curling your lip and I don’t think we’re friends from here on

Well there’s a thing called a last kiss and a thing called neurosis,

And a thing called a toaster and a reason I shouldn’t have wrote this

 

Eleanor ring me, would you stop talking with your mouth shut?

Cause you’re starting to fuck with me, oh yeah

Oh c-cause she’s really freaky, would you stop looking at my ice cream?

I know you’re really trying to fuck with me, oh yeah

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Pure Leisure

 

Looking for a simpler pleasure, using my efforts at leisure

Tryna make fire with just a couple sticks and rocks

Treading on shrapnel, loose change in my socks

Got it wrong, I held the light all along

Shining bright, my persistent need to go out at night,

Up your battle loose the fight

Sleep is like riding a bike

It’s easy if you do it right,

Walk it off, take a hike

 

I just want pure leisure want everything for free,

Don’t want no pennies for my trouble cause it don’t trouble me

Wanna shuffle with my baby grow a dollar on a tree

Soak a worry up in sugar lace actuality

 

No no no no, honey wanna go changin’ my mind

No no no no no, honey wanna go wasting my time

 

 

 

 

Take My Love

 

Promises are free my sweetheart and you love me,

I’ve been only talking in my sleep, I’ve been saying doo-la do love me

Don’t you wanna see the upside of heaven, and other things?

I’ve been only talking in my sleep, I’ve been saying doo-la do love me

 

So heart’s broken, hardly talking on the phone

I’m just a soul-tied sister playing twister on the broken floor,

Come take my love, darling only you can set me free

 

Cages make it hard to see the outlines of other metal things

I’ve been trying hard to stretch my wings, recommended techniques aren’t helping

Don’t you wanna see the outside, the gardens where forever it’s spring

Terrestrial Edens, bitter things, I’ve been saying doo-la, do love me

 

So come take my love, darlingCome take my love, oh I said sugar don’t you,

Come take my love, darling only you can set me free

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No Kamikaze

 

She languid as she seems, she’s broken the machine, little lady phospherine, that’s what she said

but hey, I like you anyway, won’t you be my brother?

 

She oh so languid as can me, no more kamikaze, harajuku sodomy, that’s what she said but hey,

I like you anyway, won’t you be my sister?

 

Milk on the orchid I’m on my own

Baby see’s flesh, it’s only telephone

 

Oh my lover don’t you see, my aces are my cheats, and I love to keep you weak, that’s what she

said but hey, I love you anyway oh let me be your brother

 

Milk on the orchid I’m on my own

Baby see’s flesh, it’s only telephone

 

You’re weak in the right places so I’m okay

I’m like a beetle because I’ve got no bones

 

 

 

 

I Never Want To Be Your Boyfriend

 

Well the choirboy tell’s the fable just to measure things

And the butcher takes the cleaver for the sake of the meat

You only know the liquorice when you know the salt

Well he just might bite the dust, but the dust-mites won’t

 

I never want to be your boyfriend, I never want to be your boy

I never want to be your boyfriend, I never want to be your boy

 

 

 

 

Alka-Seltzer

 

I was sitting nicely on the ceiling, had both my fingers crossed and I was waiting on my fortune

I said baby don’t you know its difficult to always be the one who makes the sound?

Maybe that is why these boys are singing, but all they’ve really gone and done is stuck the shiny

pin in, and twisted it around and about and around and about and left right up and down again

in a thousand tiny funny little ways

 

So hug and shake me tightly sister, make that mister eat your dinner

 

I broke your squalid little heart just to see what you would do you put the pieces through a

dicer and you fed me through your tube

Now you’ve got all my diseases and you’ve given me a few, we may thank each other kindly but I spit on what you do

 

So hug and shake me tightly sister, make that mister eat your dinner

And I’ll give you some shelter from my helter-skelter alka-seltzer