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Dating the Donnas
Am I about to break now
It would be better than great now
Catatonic but I twiddle and shake
refuse to recant
it’s a rut in my sleep
I’ll be
Dating the Donnas
I built a castle in Spain
where me and Donna A
Swiggin’ lotta juice of the grape
the other Donnas are late
we’re counting stars
swappin’
Tales of the heart
Dating the Donnas
I’d fall in love all over again
at all the gigs
every song you’re playing
And whack all the “dead from the neck up”-guys
who took the wrong turn by the bawdy house
Then Donna C comes up to me
saying you’re a nice thing
wanna play with me
I wake up again
I need a second to understand
In a pool of sweaty reality
it was a flight of fancy
I ride a pretty pie in the bright sky
Crashin’ down like a downright lie
so why don’t I just
Cry
cry a little anyway
A lovely scented spliff now
for me and Donna F now
We go flap doodle yak-yak yackety-yak
greetin’ six foot pixies flying out of the box
Dating the Donnas
The elves gather around us
we’re in the centre of the sabbatizin’ weirdos
Then whadda’ you know
the fairy queen comes alive
in the shape and the beauty of
sweet Donna R
Dating the Donnas
mother
Mother
swarmed by tricks and carrion flies
Cheering in decay of love and candor
Mother
did you climb the frozen trees
Or were you
falling falling falling
Mother
did you suffer in your sleep
Was it bright or did the pills bite like bullets
Mother
did you glide into the void
Or were you falling falling, falling
Your hand was slowly withering
lukewarm and grey
I squeezed it for the longest waiting ever to portray
Foam down your chin as nails were turning blue
Even to this day a million whys to endure
AND IN DREAMS I will wake you and beg you to fly with the angels
At daybreak I’ll curse
the shitheads who shattered your wings
ON the outskirts of reason you’ll find me with knuckles all covered in blood and rage
But in dreams I will wake you to fly
and to flee with the angels and me
Mother
did he bring you to your knees
Or even serve you wine from the nightshade
Mother
did you devour knowingly
OR were you falling falling, falling
Mother
when the ambulance arrived
Your hand was just as cold as midwinter
Mother
they pled I had to let you go
I had you falling slipping and drowning
Your hand was slowly withering
lukewarm and grey
I squeezed it for the longest waiting ever to portray
Foam down your chin as nails were turning blue
Even to this day a million whys to endure
AND IN DREAMS I will wake you and beg you to fly with the angels
At daybreak I’ll curse
the shitheads who shattered your wings
ON the outskirts of reason you’ll find me with knuckles all covered in blood and rage
But in dreams I will wake you to fly
and to flee with the angels and me
crammed in a jam jar
crammed in a jam jar
I had him on the shelf crammed in a jam jar
The ashes thrived LIKE THE berries of Karoo
OH MY slain kangaroo
In summertime I placed him among the flowers
Refraction made it seem he still would shine
and sway through the room
SHE SAID we’ll ever swap him for another
SHE SAID we’ll ever swap him for another
I had him in a jar
now I lie bleeding
With shattered glass
pierced through my bodily things
I let him go and now I’M barely breathing
With shattered glass
pierced through my bodily things
and I SING to the ceiling
Don’t think we’ll ever swap him for another
WAKE me up on the Underground
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She adores me and does EVERYTHING FOR me yeah
I love her dearly and I’ll even go to IKEA
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We drift through all shite-scapes with stars in our eyes
​
Most of them they alter in colour and glitz
Then shine us to bits
And wake us one dream at a time
​
If I fall from grace
Wake me up on the Underground
should I fall out of PLACE
WAKE me up on the Underground
Where you and I are high on top down here with the underdogs
of the Underground
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My friends are quite alright my friends they are
Outstanding
They even stand out as outstanding far-outs
as good as Can be
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We roam through those blisses with shite
in our eyes
Bright heavens just patchworks of lies and bullshits
Try (to) tear us to bits
WHERE only the frail birds can fly
I flip through the pages to find where I dwelled
Those ditches are quite neat as opposed to my head
Where I laid my bed
Till you spurred this frail bird to fly
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crank shit up
Wanna go go go
to a ROCK’N’ROLL show
Wanna DANCE dance dance and take that chance
I’m here to twist your mind
Wanna blow brains out of control
Draw a fine fine line
here TO cloud nine
It’s short as a spliff
It’s gratitude
pure attitude
And no one’s getting out of here with hearts and limbs intact
Gag your souls on us
we’re here
In the spirit of CRANK shit up
Gag your souls on us ​we’re hereIn the spirit of CRANK shit up
Wanna go go go to a ROCK’N’ROLL show
Wanna DANCE dance dance and take that chance
I’m here to twist your mind
Wanna blow brains
out of control
Draw a fine fine line
here TO cloud nine
It’s short as a spliff
It’s gratitude
pure attitude
And no one’s getting out of HERE WITH hearts and limbs intact
Gag your souls on us ​we’re hereIn the spirit of CRANK shit up
degenerates are back
Alright
I’m in my car with (the) Backstreet Girls on the radio
The sun is down
the speed goes up
I’m a battle angel ready to rock
Hatchback hooligan born to explode
30 miles an hour right out of control
‘cause I know how to
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Burn and blaze
shooting out rays
burn and blaze
shooting out rays
Radiate
accelerate
degenerates are back
Alright
I switch to Motorhead
chase the pedal through the floor
Hands are full with beers and shit
and I can’t shift gear when I’m full of it
Hatchback hooligan born to explode
40 miles an hour right out of control
‘cause I know how to
Burn and blaze
shooting out rays
burn and blaze
shooting out rays
Radiate
accelerate
degenerates are back
Now who’s gonna peel my sorry ass off the boulevard this time
I blew my reputation as the wild wild one
as the cops pulled out a
gun
Then I blew into IT
was it a Glock 17
it was a breathalyser test
I’m not impressed
Burn and blaze (I’m) shooting out rays
burn and blaze
shooting out
rays
Radiate
ACCELERATE DEGENERATES are back
Anxiety
Anxiety been at my door for hours
Anxiety
guess you came for a pill
Come inside but I’ve got nothing else to offer
But hell bound force
To clash and endure
I wage my war on you
Behind the curtain twirls the scent of lilies and chops
And when she hums “Your Belgian Things” all curtains fall
It’s only when I shut my eyes that all goes black
But hey
I don’t miss her yet
Sobriety
been at my door for hours
Sobriety
guess you need a drink
Come inside but I’ve got nothing else to offer
But a hell bound force
To clash and endure
I wage my war on you
Behind the curtain twirls the scent of lilies and chops
And when she hums “Your Belgian Things” all curtains fall
It’s only when I shut my eyes that all goes black
But hey
I don’t miss her yet
WILL YOU BE THERE NEXT SUMMER
WILL YOU LONG FOR THE SEA
WILL YOU CARE FOR THE SPARROWS
IN OTHER WORDS WILL YOU BE
You will be there next summer
You will long for the sea
You will care for the sparrows
In other words
you will be
You and me my mondina
On the narrow canals
Bella Ciao through the morn mist
Crave the call of the wild
WE will be there next summer
WE will long for the sea
WE will care for the sparrows
In other words
we will be
you close your eyes
You close your eyes
then open them wide
Things get much more clear
when you look inside
So you close your eyes
to the cloudy skies
Where you can disappear ‘till the end of time
When you can’t hide
you close your eyes
When there’s nowhere to fly
you close your eyes
When the world is so wide
you close your eyes
A big surprise
when sun decides
The things you’ve trained for years
you’ll never find
When you wanna hide
you close your eyes
When we all get wise
you close your eyes
When your fortune rise
you close your eyes
You close your eyes
you close your eyes
​I’m a sweet polony
I ended up on queer street
it struck me kinda bit me
My mind is packing heat
in fact it’s giving me the shivers
Obvious as a signpost the shooting gallery
At least that shitty me will find some common decency
I heard of the stakeouts where pigs come to futz
Where Joneses stick around to read the riot act
Some twat with a grudge gave his mom an O.D.
So why do I feel this is Endsville for me
I don’t need to worry
I don’t need to worry
I had to shake the maggots ‘CAUSE
I’m a sweet polony
It’s more like a dry fuck
I dare not copulate
I come so easily just by the thought of being late
Too late for bad excuses
too late for being told
The country’s had a heart attack
the captain had to go
I heard of the stakeouts where pigs come to FUTZ
WHERE Joneses stick around to read the riot act
Some twat with a grudge gave his mom an O.D.
SO why do I feel this is Endsville for me
I don’t need to worry
I don’t need to worry
I had to shake the maggots ‘CAUSE I’m a sweet polony
MY TOTO ROSANNA
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Back in the fairy’s chair
I’m not sure what I’m doing here
Feel fucked up
fat, convicted twice
they Tank me up with drills and lights
Saliva
seems to come alive here yeah
can’t Wait to dislocate your face and pulverize your jaw
My Toto Rosanna
step out of the radio
I need you to be my
Shock absorber
my sedative
My Rosanna
my Toto Rosanna
I want you to be my
Shock absorber my sedative
my shock absorber
You’re oh so prettified
always missing the punchline
Bob Kimball cream is yours to take
will keep your mouth shut anyway
I’m gifted
a topflight first-rate shithead
yeah
Inferiority complex by reflex bottom line
My Toto Rosanna
step out of the radioI need you to be myShock absorbermy sedativeMy Rosannamy Toto RosannaI want you to be myShock absorber my sedativemy shock absorber
I win again
The bigots are happy
The ballot boxes had a BAD BAD BAD BAD day
Yeah the bigots are happy
The ballot boxes had a BAD BAD BAD BAD day
I started a riot
And so I balloted a bag in box Chardonnay
Yeah I started a riot
And so I balloted a bag in box Chardonnay
You haven’t seen it all
come closer
it’s your call
I win I win
and I’ll fly again
I’ll hit the floor before you can grab another
I win I win
AND I’LL FLY AGAIN
I’ll hit the floor before you can grab another
The bigots are happy
The ballot boxes had a BAD BAD BAD BAD day
Yeah I started a riot
And so I balloted a bag in box Chardonnay
EXTINCTION Bash
We’re all invited to (the) extinction bash
With gallons of water and survival cache
There is so much love but there’s no beer
So I wag my bony index dear (say)
We all need a little sunshine
Twinkling through that canny can of bliss
Get another beer
Someone’s gotta get another beer
Get another beer
(Gotta get another gotta go)
There’s plenty of soda gone baking style
Some cute power banks and adorable smiles
Love is all around but there’s no beer
So I wag my bony index
So I wag wag wag my skeleton claw
Let’s drink to another sunrise
Twinkling through that canny can of bliss
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