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I ran down the street
To ask you your name
you're look, it was cold
it wasn't my day
and I said...
And later that month
I saw you again
Just as you stepped on
your uptown train
and I said...
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2. |
I'm In Love With Johnny
02:24
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I'm in love with Johnny
in love as can be
I'm crazy 'bout Johnny
it's just him and me
Johnny really loves me
he just doesn't know it, yet
but soon my little Johnny
is gonna keep me as a pet
I'll have those lips around my dick
I'll have to twist his tiny nips
and bang him 'till my dick is raw
I don't care what you might say
that you don't think that he is gay
because our love is far too strong
I'm in love with Johnny
in love as can be
I'm crazy 'bout Johnny
it's just him and me
Johnny loves me
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3. |
Holocaust
03:01
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Entombed in herself, the lady began
"if life was a boat, then I better have swam."
And after I die, you can rip me apart
give the leper my skin and the devil my heart
I'm killing the time, and I'm killing the soul
because if it's not alive, the reaper will sow.
But if I live forever, I'll watch everyone fade
then I'll lie wide awake in the bed that I've made
There is a holocaust of thought in my brain
and though I try not to feel, I still feel the same.
So the time has arrived, and I'm leaving the boat
the feeling lingers and I'm no longer a ghost
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4. |
Virgin
03:40
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Virgin, virgin
In what world are you living?
Are you living at all?
You could have been cool,
but you're not fourteen,
you're much too old.
Virgin, virgin
In what world are you living?
Are you living at all?
You've been so alone,
you're lucky that it's
bought and sold.
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5. |
Goodbye
03:08
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Somebody kill me
somebody put me in the ground
I can't breath and I can't think
I'm spewing vomit in the sink
but when I'm dead, I promise, I won't make a sound
I don't wanna feel
I only wanna die
we share a kiss and I don't know
I wake up naked, have to go
I'll put my pants on with a sigh
and I'll say goodbye
I'll say goodbye
I'll say goodbye
I'll say goodbye
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6. |
Brown Eyed Boy
03:41
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Brown eyed boy is drunk again
brown eyed boy, I'll be your friend
brown eyed boy I see your gaze
brown eyed boy is in a haze
drink the flask of 'morrow's pain
wear the hat that draws insane
I won't be there when you get home
Brown eyed boy says he said no
brown eyed boy would never go
brown eyed boy, he has no choice
brown eyed boy, he makes no noise
Drink the flask of 'morrow's pain
wear the hat that draws insane
I won't be there when you get home
Brown eyed boy wishes he was dead
brown eyed boy, he gives good head
brown eyed boy with no happiness
brown eyed boy still likes to dance
Drink the flask of 'morrow's pain
wear the hat that draws insane
crying to yourself
"this is death, this is death,
this is death, this is death,
this is death, this is death,
this is death, this is death."
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7. |
Die In A Fire
01:49
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Die, die in a fire
I'm filled with some kind of hate
for some kind of liar.
So die, die in a fire
you shouldn't be able to mate,
so you'll burn like a tire.
Die, die in a fire
I guess livin' just wasn't your fate,
so it's time to retire.
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8. |
Kids
03:26
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You and I we've got to get out of here
the fire's burned for just a little too long
the city's hot and it doesn't snow
they wanna touch me oh no, no, no, no, no.
The country's cold and I'm full of fear
They're all dancing to the same slow song
I shoot again and baby I feel low
they wanna fuck me oh no, no, no, no, no.
You and I we've gotta get out of here
the fire's burned for just a little too long
I say I love you and I feel insincere
I've gotta go, I've gotta go, I've gotta get outta here.
The kids are dancing and they're feelin' fine,
I wanna kill, I wanna dance, I wanna die.
The kids are dancing and they're feelin' fine,
I wanna smile, I wanna cry, I wanna feel alright.
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9. |
Sad Sad Songs
04:46
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We're sad,
but we're not singing the blues
we're dumb,
but please don't play us for fools.
There's a traffic light that's burning out
and the holes in my bones are reflecting off of my feet.
I'm running out of cigarettes
??? and I'm takin' all of the heat
There's nothing new in this world
just trees and sticks and stones
but there's something more to this life
and I don't care much for it
and I don't care much for it
We've had
too many rights and wrongs
we've sang
too many sad sad songs
The air is stale all my whiskey burns
and the cities are full of plastic bags in the street
there's a blown out gun in a blown out world,
cardboard boxes, and I can't be seen in the street
There's nothing new in this world
just trees and sticks and stones
but there's something more to this life
and I don't care much for it
and I don't care much for it
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10. |
Bird Wars III
01:52
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11. |
2008
02:12
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Daddy's out of work
an you've been thinking
things are gonna change
You've killed all your dreams
and you've been feeling
a little spread thin
Mama starts to cry
and you start weeping
things are gonna change
You've gotta sell the house
and you're remembering
how it used to be
things are gonna change, things are gonna change
you can feel it can't you?
things are gonna change, things are gonna change
there is nothing you can do.
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12. |
Red Diamond
03:57
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I'm falling out of what was holding me in
I lost myself in the red diamond ring
I'm a little scared, and a little mean
I only dream in yellow and green
Hey Jim, you think you've had it rough
you're ma's a whore, and your dad stuck you one
tell me when you've had enough
'cause I'll run you through, and I'll get it done
I feel full of space, and I start to love
at the end of the day, when push comes to shove.
And I'm nodding away, don't try to hang on
have a drink for me Joe, it's just a red diamond.
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13. |
Greg Gringo's Theme
00:52
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14. |
There Is Nothing
03:16
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Spinning in a world that's spinning
dreaming in a world that's sleeping
I'm trying to let go, but it seems so hopeless
yeah, it seems so hopeless
Swimming in a world that's drowning
drowning when I could be swimming
I'm trying to go home, but I don't know where home is
no, I don't know where home is
I'm working like there was something
I'm nervous that it might be the wrong thing
I'm beginning to get that there may be nothing
yeah, yeah there is nothing
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Peter Gramlich New York, New York
Peter Gramlich is the front man and creative power behind Liliane Cagoul, Sputnik Go Home, Custard & The Engines, and Jive Chevelle.
For booking information, or to say hello, email peterdgramlich@gmail.com
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