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Help, you budding young mothers
Hello, you pretty little daughters
Hello, we hope you all enjoy the show
Have you seen the man with the blister?
Did you feel a guitar titty twister?
Don’t cha need a glittering god of your own?
We hope you all will enjoy the show
Enjoy…
One eye, take and stick it to the drummer
Tonight as he’s stepping from the tunnel
Be nice groovy-groovy girly-girlies
Turn round and round and round and round, yeah
Stay down kiddies riffing in your basements
Spaced out, jamming heavy, but it’s wasted
Who now would even notice if you dropped straight out?
We hope you all will enjoy the show
We hope you all will enjoy the show
We really hope that you enjoy us
We really hope that you still love to sing along
And if you thought they could destroy us
You were wrong, you were wrong, so wrong
Turn up the sound
Let our rock ’n’ roll burn out what drags you down
Do you still know how?
I am devoted to the stadium
I am a Glitter God, one hell of one
I am Johnny Rotten, yes, and I am the sun
I am for the budding young mothers
I am for the pretty-pretty daughters
I am just a fool for believing you all
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Brainteaser Halo
04:56
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Marvel at your nail polish nature
Daily say your dirty prayers
Anybody else woulda called up the landlord
Pure novocaine make a sugar free smile
Cheer up Charlie, you sound like a broken record
Brainteaser halo
Too much panic, too free, freaking out
I wanna brainteaser halo
Heard you grew up civilized and mannered
And then you gave it up just live like a little freak
Don’t deny that you wrote your superior a letter
“Evil dead head west that’s best, blood money ain’t a remedy”
Cheer up Charlie, you sound like a broken record
Brainteaser halo
Too much panic, too free, freaking out
I wanna brainteaser halo
Gleaming glory chain, going down dandelion
Interstate hillbilly gorillas
Slow dripping halo rains their pretty mess clean off
Poor little ghost you’ve lost your mind
Devil, you don’t deserve your high
Cheer up Charlie, dug out on a double header
Brainteaser halo
Too much nothing, too free, freaking out
I wanna…
Cheer up Charlie, strike out in the purple heather
Brainteaser halo
Too much static to sleep, coming down
I wanna…
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Genuine Crush
04:25
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Dedicated to the girls in the Tulare dust
Swimsuit edition I’m your genuine crush
And this is for the girls soaking Surf City sun
Slim limbed vision I’m your natural born lover
And hello all you girls on the factory floor
Tell your bitch sisters how I treat you so good
And take me to the girls at the back of the bus
French educated jumping double dutch stunners
And hello all you girls, lord it’s never enough
Maybe I’m mistaken, ain’t you page twenty one
I dedicate this to the girls in the Tulare dust
Swimsuit edition, I’m your genuine crush
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Candy // U-R-A Star
03:44
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Candy, we’re only calling you to ask if you’ve ever loved anyone
Candy, if you aren’t here at home then you must be down a hole
How can we show you are a star?
How can we show you are a star?
Candy, candy, just enough to divvy up for each and everyone
Candy, if you gotta be a pig about it then your day has come along
How can we show you are a star?
How can we show you are a star?
How can we show you?
Ruby shoes mesmerized you
Candy, why must you tease us like you do, everybody for your poor little fool
Candy, if you’ve gotta be a pig about it guess we’ll never really know
How can we show you are a star?
How can we show you are a star?
How can we show you?
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5. |
Outta Sight
03:04
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Watching TV when I noticed that
The picture had blurred, it was just a test now
I tried not to laugh as you played it so cool
Didn’t you
Silly fool
Just close your eyes
Outta sight
And after you pack put some manners on
I know you ain’t sad, but you fake it so good
Here, grab a stack of my records on loan
And leave me blue
Silly fool
Just close your eyes
Outta sight
Oh, yeah
Outta sight
Oh, yeah
Outta sight
When I’m out in the street under heavy stress
The whole place looks cursed, lord it’s such a mess, yes
I never did much laugh I just played it real cool
What’s wrong with you?
Silly fool
Just close your eyes
Outta sight
Outta sight
Outta sight
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Solid Gone
02:00
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Who am I to sing to you?
The gentle joint ripper seeming so shameless
Beneath the softer light
And if I could go higher
Solid gone, straight up on the ceiling
Still singing from a busted lung
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With your lipstick porno blues
Looking forward to yesterday’s news
You ask yourself, “Who are the Glitter Gods?”
We’re doomed
Dirty doll wth hollow hopes
Getting off on skipping old ropes
Girl, ask yourself, “Who are the Glitter Gods?”
Do you know, oh do you know?
Turn, go back, I’ll teach you how
To listen and focus on love
Standing in a crowd of eyes
Beautiful and sweet delighter,
Where have those Glitter Gods gone?
Rip it off if you can’t pay the man
What’s it worth if it don’t fill your hand
Ask yourself, “Who are the Glitter Gods?”
Ask yourself, “Who are the Glitter Gods?”
Turn, go back, I’ll teach you how
To listen and focus on love
You’re the only one left crying
My beautiful and sweet delighter,
Where have those Glitter Gods gone?
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8. |
Zero Mind
02:59
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“Ooh rah!” call of Miss High Kicks
Ringing out in double panic
Her love could soak a planet
Spins her hula hoop and sets her vice grips
Way down low, keeps twerking round and round
You rock my zero mind in them black glasses
Shake and shiver slide, let me fantasize that you love me
Gotta feeling ain’t no feeling inside you
I hear footsteps inside my eyelids
Devoted to shame and I am delighted to be here where it’s nice
You rock my zero mind in them black glasses
Shake and shiver slide, let me fantasize that you love me
Gotta feeling ain’t no feeling inside you
Moonlight creeps through the palace locks
Turning blue dancers
Electric honey drips
Honey you’re not so shy and you look like a liar
You rock my zero mind in them black glasses
Shake and shiver slide, let me fantasize that you love me
Gotta feeling there ain’t no feeling inside you
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Rock & Roll Religion
02:37
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I found rock ’n’ roll religion in the Strawberry Fields
Living on eleven, I was comatose until you showed me
Rock ’n’ roll religion and the flowers were in bloom
And the poet politicians played their Monterrey blues
Because you showed me, yes you showed me
Rock ’n’ roll religion
Gimme that rock ’n’ roll religion
Rock ’n’ roll ain’t nothing but a passing phase, baby
I ain’t saying one thing ain’t been said already
Rock ’n’ roll religion
Gimme that rock ’n’ roll religion
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Lonely callers
Heavy Sunday’s lazy rollers
Listen very closely now
I love you all
It’s not easy
Laughing when you’ve
Lost all feeling
Anybody? Do you see?
I love you all
Do you see?
Do you see?
And on this day, this day of joy and peace,
I will shout it out
And soon someday the way of joy and peace will come back around
This is for the lonely callers
Heavy Sunday’s lazy rollers
This is for the lonely callers
Heavy Sunday’s lazy rollers
Lonely callers
Lazy rollers
Do you see?
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11. |
Laid Back
06:28
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I’ll be standing in the photographs looking laid back
Like I sincerely have forgot how to smile
And sir it was a privilege just to be there
And I still can’t believe that I even got invited
The chicks dressed like a junky’s dream
We packed ‘em in the kitchenette
Some of them was a-breathing in and out real slow
And the cameras flashed everywhere in that studio
All my buddies had Ray-Ban’s, I guess I didn’t get the note
And this went on all night, man!
The whole place was black lit, kinda like the ’70’s
We were doing shots of cold Listerine, I probably could have got it on
And if I ever go back again to that same scene, even only for a little bit,
I’m not gonna stand around alone
Oh, so laid back
Laid back
Laid back
I’ll be standing in the photographs looking laid back, a total blank
And yeah, what a privilege just to be there
And I still can’t believe that I even got invited
And this went on all night, man!
Laid back
Laid back
Laid back
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Ono Psycho Seven Slider
02:39
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Zero control of your life here on Mars
You send out your love on intuition
Ono psycho seven slider, shine on
Ono psycho seven slider
You have to break your shell
Slide on into the afterglow
Don’t blink, you missed it Dear, it goes easy
Slider, if you want it gotta hear you beg
Zero control of your life here on Mars
You send out your love on intuition
Ono psycho seven slider, shine on
Ono psycho seven slider
Ono psycho seven slider
Ono psycho seven slider
Ono psycho seven slider
Straight down to hell where there’s silver and gold,
And red leather skulls and butch lesbians
Ono psycho seven slider, shine on
Ono psycho seven slider
Ono psycho seven slider
Ono
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Queen Mother Gypsy Song
03:21
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Pamela, Pamela, you were so easy does
Super fine, but sorta sad in a Frech-cut suit
I remember at the funeral I felt your tears go down on me
Business as usual, prop me up on a concert t-shirt
I wrote you a song
Priscilla, Priscilla, you were queen of all of them
Have mercy girls, hope you are just as sorry as I have been
I know you love a Cadillac so I bought you a limousine
Keep pushing through the city center, better dead for their fantasy
I wrote you a song
A queen mother gypsy song
A queen mother gypsy song
A queen mother gypsy song
Yoko I, Yoko I am with you in every sense
Don’t you cry, don’t you cry cuz you are here with me too
We can give another interview, we can show them the glass onion
We can talk about the sugar plums back in bed, oh my mustard mum
I wrote you a song
A queen mother gypsy song
A queen mother gypsy song
A queen mother gypsy song
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Rock 'N' Roll Star
02:51
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Do you know Aleister Crowley?
Have you ever kissed his hand?
Trendsetter with the lisp and the patience
Do not test my violence
You bare a likeness, honey
But you ain’t got the wild hair
All I want is the vision, the money,
And maybe a little bit of the sky, please
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
The first thing you learn is there’s nothing so pure
Pretty face, but you’re not nobody
Dirty mind, but you’re still nowhere
You can’t help their laughing at ya
Just cuz you’re stylish
You just gotta believe
You just gotta believe
I think I see what you mean when you say
I’m too deep in this daze
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
Yeah, the next thing that you learn is there’s nothing so special about you
I heard the walrus was Paul, but he can’t bark like a dog
And he can’t fuck up a song
So stick around
Now bow down
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
Yeah, the last thing you ever learn is there’s nothing can cure you
Did you think that you were somebody?
Did you think you were the only one?
Everybody’s got the vision the money
There’s nothing left up in the sky
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
Hey, wake up, get high like a rock ’n’ roll star
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Jetliner
03:10
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Try to understand and follow
Every new command you little dog you
Come on, be like a jetliner on an island
Learning to live in this world with its limits
Keep cheating and stealing, it’s slow, but you’ll get it
You’ll rise
Interstellar headliners
Naked as a painted shell
Wasted spells
Jetliners
Private islands
Dreamt I was gunning down rows of John Lennons
A two-headed version that broke into spinners and stained me
Ain’t that a shame?
Come on, make like a jetliner
Come on, make like a jetliner
Come on, make like a jetliner on an island
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U.S. Decay
02:44
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Woke up a little late, big hole in the middle
Just fill it half a tank, I got system
I’m gonna save my money man
I’m gonna buy me a Gibson
Sometimes I go stare at the stars
Spacing out on 61
U.S. decay
Dead eye, corpse king, rain come down
U.S. decay
Flatlined, tearing the circuits out
Well, I’m feeling pretty good
I’m feeling very fine
A little misunderstood,
But I believe it’s gonna be all right
U.S. decay
Dead eye, corpse king, rain come down
U.S. decay
Flatlined, tearing the circuits out
Pollyanna jailbait
Shaking on basic instinct
Total terror, mind fuck
Shoulda never woke up
U.S. decay, my-my
U.S. decay, my-my
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Electrocution
04:09
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Sitting on the sofa is bad
Stealing from the koi pond don’t pay
If you’re looking ‘round for your shadow be cool
Cuz eventually it comes back home, no fooling
It’s breaking up on me now the champagne’s on ice
One hell of a party, yeah it feels just like
Electrocution
Electrocution
Electrocution
Yesterday was a hollow and infinite bliss
And everyday that follows is a political decision
Fatal anesthesia in a rumored pay per view
On extended vacation, naked buzzards entertain you
You’re making your mother proud, girl, I believe
We can’t get back the way we came down, girl, show me
Electrocution
Electrocution
Electrocution
A heavy metal cage, a carousel ride
It’s probably just a phase, yeah I’m probably still high
A single cigarette and the whole thing shatters
Please, baby don’t mistake your love for mine
You’re making your mother proud, girl, I believe
We can’t get back the way we came down, now, show me
Electrocution
Electrocution
Electrocution
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God in Your Mind
04:02
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Heavenly solar childish devotion
Tied to a hole in the citadel
Down where the doldrums drown below the floorboards
Keep fading away into the sound
Been feeling overblown, been to the doctor
Dead leather coat hides a lazy spell
Everything’s backwards now, it’s just as well though
Keep fading away into the sound
Beautiful black light and makeup burns
A double stack jam in a basement world
Baby, you’re a god in your mind
Heavenly solar childish devotion
Dressed up to pop giant aching pills
Try to ignore them, blazing, distorted
Keep fading away into the sound
Beautiful black light and makeup burns
A double stack jam in a basement world
Baby, you’re a god in your mind
Beautiful black light and makeup burns
A double stack jam in a basement world
Baby, you’re a god in your mind
I can’t get it out of my head
Cuz it feels so good
And it feels all right
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A Gentle Reminder
03:12
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On top of the landslide, under the heavy down, where you lay your head
Want a gentle reminder and there ain’t nothing wrong with that
If you want to feel love my January honey dove
If you want to feel love, baby let your hair grow
Just a gentle reminder
A gentle reminder, thought you might like that
This is a pageant prayer we say over and over again:
We don’t need no plan, we don’t need no plan
Got a gentle reminder
A gentle reminder, thought you might like that
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20. |
Fatal Playgirl Zero
03:49
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I don’t wanna go out today
I don’t wanna go out today
Let the fatal Playgirl Zero reign
Follow all of her pleasure plans
As ecstatic meditation descends
And the fatal Playgirl Zero reigns
Pay Playgirl zero mind
Carried delighted inside us for miles
God I never wanna come down from here
And I never wanna go so high again
Always your stepping stone
Yes, girl, it has been fun
The fatal Playgirl Zero rain
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Angelina Desiree Guru
06:16
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A death star with a buzz cut,
Angelina Desiree Guru,
Every riff tastes like a suicide pill
The dear killer girly’s got such a groovy soul
Culture shock, interstellar blonde
A flower from the garden of Shangri-La
Puts her hands on her hips
Whispers, “Ok, now lie perfectly still”
Oh, yeah…
A death star with a buzz cut,
Angelina Desiree Guru,
A kitschy pussy cat with a very sensitive plush touch
Sad eyed gutter bride
The freaky-trippy sweetest thing
Twin full stack rocker, bright guiding light
She can rape a guitar like a metal man
Takes the edge off her pick cuz she does it just like
Heaven
Angelina Desiree, guilded grandchild, please be gentle
Angelina Desiree, girl I really need you here now, right now
Angelina Desiree, ooh, Angelina Desiree, ooh
Ain’t no hangman ever gonna bring us down
Angelina Desiree, groovy grandchild, please be gentle
Angelina Desiree, girl I really need you here now, right now
Angelina Desiree Guru…
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Heavyweight
04:29
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Fall into a fortress of sound
Fail to bruise the eye for the eye
Seek the help of the chorus
Seek to learn the unnatural
Beat the heavyweight drum
The heavyweight drum
We who truly misplace the art
Patient archers on higher planes
Blacker than the hole in the center and
Faster than the rest of our age
Beat the heavyweight drum
The heavyweight drum
I am the stadium x-ray society
I am the slow cigarette and tom-tom
I’m Johnny Bonham, you know me now
I am the radiant eye, twitch and lie to me
Too high, feel my head, take me home
I’m Johnny Bonham, you know it now
Rip a solo like a traditional
Fade into the soft light again
Feast upon this one inspiration
Desperate as you are growing
Beat the heavyweight drum
The heavyweight drum
Beat the heavyweight drum
The heavyweight drum
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