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LOVE XXX THING
Admit it- innocent little girls
turn you on don't they?
you like to make them cry
you ike to tell them why
you like to grow them up
swallow hard + throw them up
i would die to hate you
see my heart in my hand
do you really understand
get my heart of yer hand
get yer hand ofl my heart
i would die to hate you
but its a LOVE thing
you say you got this LOVE thing
you think its just a LOVE thing
Fuck yer fuckin LOVE thing
by the way, yer bright eyes are not so encouraging
you want my youth so bad
you love to see me sad
all the sunlight that you say
can never make it go away
i wouid DIE to not care anymore.
THROWAY
you make me feel
so selfish you make me feel like
such a jerk always taking all my
licorice and say you wish that things
wouid work How do i feel about you?
I don't know i don't feel anymore Who
the hell are you anyways i don't know
i don't care anymore. You go skip across
the country + shove it all back in my face
and then you break it to me gently some
KISS girl was the case yer really not
impressing me now that i am more
appeasing taking everything for free to
lay me down i'm freezing if we could be
friends today couid we share In a special
way or let me know when its OK if it's
easier just to throway.
PxRxDxCxT
turn it up yer killing me just shut up yer killing me
see yer face all over town pick me up and throw me down yer my
punk rock dream come true i would die to stay with you fuck me
silent black and blue yer my punk rock dream come true should i
leave? yer killing me What do you mean? yer killing me yer so much
of what I need force it down me make me bleed yer my PxRtxDxCxTx
SOME SPECIAL.
Come out and play with me
come tell me who you are
please tell me who i am
please tell me who
People on the street today
seem very put together I say
smiles in their pocket
self assurance on their brow
Sun up from every angle
Sun down i get yer type
All yer show is all you get
you should let me play
Get a life and apple pie
just don't ask me i know why
Madonna in her her undenwear
you should be in too
I'm getting older yer getting younger
i n this we are miles apart
got some special velvet sidewalk
"Too bad, it ain't yers".
FUCK YER FANS
i'm going to hill you...
Get outta my fucking life i waited my whole life
you ruined my fuckin life stop living my fuckin
life You dum bitch i luv Get outta my fuckin town
grew up in this fuckin town You queen of my
fuckin town You ruined my fuckin town You dum
bitch i luv Get out of yer fuckin scene if you know
what i fuckin mean always yer fuckin scene i hate
yer fuckin scene You dum bitch i luv Yer breakin
my fuckin heart you think yer so fuckin smart i'll
tear yer lie apart YOU HAVE NO FUCKIN HEART
PANIK! xo
She's the hottest whore in town
the dominatrrx of my dreams
i know you think it's cheezy
but she's so in luv with me
she wants to play guitar
and let me suck her blood
she even likes DURAN DURAN
to do it in the mud!
Her name is Panik
she made me panic
She's the straightest girl in town
the one who makes me run
she'll tell me all about her boy
then let me chew her gum
she'll whisper in my ear
when there's just no other way
i'll bing her In the eye
and then she's like "no way"
She's the Joanest Jett around
like to get her in my bed
she doesn't need a crown
so i'll lasso her instead
Her name is Panik
she made me Panic
THE BITCH THEME
yer such a bitch yer such a bitch yer such a bitch ... Do you really think so?
RICHARD*
I don't care about you
don't you pretend I do
Talk your shit words
live your life/death
You may have been real
but I'm not sure
I saw you on the bus
I was filled with disgust
*Moily sings. recorded 12/92 at the Red house- Olympia by Tim Green
COOL SCHMOOL
i don't want to sit around +
talk about the wipers- weren't
those the good ole days i don't
wanna wonder it yer gonna
say hello i don't wanna wonder
if yer gonna walk away i don't
wanna hear how many hriends
you have cuz i don't have any
any more i don't want you to
tell me whats so cool i don't
wanna go back to Jr. High school
i don't want anyone to tell me
how thin i am i don't want to die
for yer fuckin candy treats
i just wanna B one of the Boys
I just wanna B yer little fashion toy
let's hang out + be cool alright
lets go watch the girt fight tonight!
i don't have to try 'cuz I know where yer at
i hate dogs so l luv cats
i can bake a pie and look you up and down
i could throw yer heart right outta this town
Juswanna (FUK U.)
i luv you so much i cant see you
Iulv you so much i don't care Fuck. i just wanna luck you i hate
you so much I don't need you i hate you so don't want you here
I just wanna fuck you i'm not yer fuckin living dead i said i'm not
yer fuckin living dead it's all in yer fuckin head cuz i'm not yer
f uckin living dead i fuck you so much i can't see you i fuck you
so much make you cry i fuck you so much fuckin fuck you i fuck you
so much make you die! fuck i just wanna fuck i just wanna tuck you.
THE REAL JANELLE EP
brat girl (bend over)
"Why you runnin round harmin things?
gotta do time if you know what i mean
you look so cute in that dumfuck dress
yr pretty head is such a fuckin mess" . . .
well i've got something to confess, i'm
gonna throw this knife right thru yr chest
We're gonna kill spur posse boys, it's the
surest way to yr heart lil' boy
ain't gonna be yr press darlings
i'd rather be fucked and throwin things
so get on yr knees and suck my clit
if yr gonna lie and say dum shit
hey! didn't you hear what i fuckin said?
throw that camera right thru yr head
thru yr head thru yr head thru yr
muthafuckin head
you ain't so hip when you look so dead
so yr the one who loves me so
lettin me know blow by blow . . .
now who you callin looks like a whore
it never kept you from commin back for
more
so what the fuck did you think you'd get?
you ain't even paid us yet!
and i live in a town where the boys amputate their hearts
. . . . . (yawn)
Make me miss amerika
rip it when we're 6 yeah
lock her in her room now
tell me it's my birthday-
i don't care.
rub her face in glass Dad
try to kick some ass Dad
tell me who's insane man
throw up exrery other day-
i don't care.
cross my legs and hold it in
say you wish you had no ears
funny how she don't exist
mommy chained her up instead-
i don't care
fill me with yr lies boy,
don't matter wasn't real
she don't wanna be my friend
but i can't stand her anyways
i can't go home again
but i'm still a good tax break
cut us off at the hearts
scabs grow thicker by the years-
i don't care.
splitting hairs and doing time
slap me till i feel fine
who commits the real crime?
will you ever be mine?
DIE
if my guts spilled on the street
would you tell me that you cared?
if my blood spilled on yr sheets
would you really be there?
you just tell me that i choose
so i choose death
yr so full of what you want
so i'm just gonna die
when i cry do you hate me
because you hate to see me cry?
if i died would you love me
would you know the reason why?
you've got my # on the wall
so why don't you ever fuckin call?
why can't you show me
that you wanna be my friend?
yeah yeah girifriend
"soul sisters to the end".
yeah, huh?
the one is you and me is blue
I gotta know the reason why
the one is blue and me is you
you gotta know the reason
what is this gone I wonder
it's out in San Francisco
with all it's concrete dishes
that squishes all our wishes.
(molly sings and plays guitar
words by christopher and molly)
LADIES, WOMEN AND GIRLS
eating toothpaste
Once upon a time there were 2 little girls
And they said how are we gonna make it in this world?
We're eating toothpaste and blue playdough,
We got a dress up box with no place to go
Alright, now it's your turn
It's alright and we're taking that turn
You're telling everyone I had too many shoes
A paradise with parents that we never got to choose
Well you never knew about the life I had.
Worst of all you'll see someday
Is the things in life that got taken away
But you can't feel how hard this is.
You don't know what it's like to be me
You just know what it's like to be mean
Don't come to my shows no more no
Don't come near me -- no-no-no
Alright, now it's low tide
It's alright now we're surfing that tide
I'm sure it's nothing glamorous to you
Fighting and throwing up, a gun for two
Silence and shame, no one to blame.
We grew up all girl somehow
If feels like men crawling over me now
My body my brain my fingernails.
We don't like you anymore
And we don't care now what's the score
We can see you hiding there
In sold-out shows but I don't care
Alright, now it's your turn
It's alright and we're taking that turn
Alright, now it's low tide
It's alright and we're surfing that tide
You don't know what its like to be me
You just know what it's like to be mean
Don't come to my shows no more no
Don't come near me-- no
gimme brains
I want you to go
I want you to know that I hate you so
And all the fucken boys in the fucken bands
Just shut up and get outta my car
Nothing you know won't get you far enough the hell away from me
Oh no!
All the girls can see what you really are
So don't mind me
Now that little boy genius thinks he's a star
You think you're so cool, breaking every rule--a boy that drools!
And they all say that I knew better than this
Well hell, of course I did
Gimme brains for breakfast baby
And gimme more for lunch
Throw me a bone for dinner yeah yeah
A girl could starve on a boy like you
With nothing left to offer so that means that we're through
And yeah so that also means that we're not friends, alright?
Call call call call call
You don't know me at all
So don't try to talk about how old is Fitz and that you daddy's sick
A boy is good for nothing, can't give you things
I'm sick of nothing
And all the girls that sing along go "yeah yeah yeah"
Don't call me for charity you lack
Just watch your back
You got all the girsl with fangs, no it's a shrk attack
You think you're so cool, breaking every rule--a boy that drools!
And all they say is that I knew better than this
Well hell of course I did!
Gimme brains for breakfast baby
And gimme more for lunch
Throw me a bone for dinner yeah yeah
A girl could starve on a boy like you
With nothing left to offer so that means that we're through
And yeah so that also means that we're not friends, alright!
it's common (but we don't talk about it)
So the word on the street is that I'm fucking with you
But did you ever think, I don't think about you
Could it be love? Now could it be true?
Or did you think I don't got nothing better to do?
I work all day and I think of you
I dream all night and you're there too
I'll wipe you ass and do your dishes too
You know it's all I ever wanted to do
I can say you lied
And you could tell me that you tried
You can say you tried
And I could say I know you lied
There's just one thing that I want you to know
I can go where you stay and you can stay where I go
"I know that you're saying it's common...
And I know what you're saying -- but we don't talk about it."
Now you're saying all the things you did, that I did to you
But it ain't what you say, no, it's what you do
You say you wanna know? Wlll yes it's true
I don't like you boyfriend and I can't stand you
There's just one thing that I want you to know
If you feel something, don't let it show
There's nothing to say and there's nothing to know
I can go where you stay and you can stay where I go
I can say you lied
And you could tell me that you tried
You can say you tried
And I could say I know you lied
I wolrk all day and I think of you
I dream all night and you're there too
I'll wipe you ass and do your dishes too
You know it's all I ever wanted to do
"I know that you're saying it's common..
And I know what you're saying, but we don't talk about it."
It's common, but we don't talk about it
not in dog years
Oh oh oh so you're the new boy in town?
I've been putting up with you while you're putting me down
I'll tell you one thing, this is my fucking town
You can do what you want but I'll shut you down
A boy and his guitar
How dare you dis me for that fucking girl
A boy and his guitar
What the hell were you crying for?
I hate you more than I did before
You're trying so hard and it makes me hurl
With nothing out of place, not even a curl
Now who fucken bites in your teenage world?
Who's gonna kick your ass? I think it's a girl!
Now you say you're bored
If you're bored, it's 'cause you're boring
How dare you say you're bored
When you're bored, it's 'cause you're bored
You're the fucken one that made me snore
Now we got the honest ass running for mayor
You're working your way up, but I beat you there
All you worry about is your hair and what you wear
Well no one likes your band and see how much I care
I won't say a thing
Don't worry what they think of you
I won't say nothing
Don't worry what they say of you
Everybody knows why I hate you
I don't want you
And I don't need you
Everyone knows why I hate you
you're fired
They say the Silicon Valley boys are lonely and so are you
But I don't care, 'cause no one cares about girls who are lonely too
So now you know how to make a deal
You wanna girl band with sex appeal?
But you can't even bring your wallet on a date
You pretend to care, but it's too late
Alright ok, you're fired, so yeah you win
The things you said, you can't take them back again
Alright ok, you're fired, now I want out
"What the hell do you think you're talking about?"
A heartbreak of records is what you said
And all the girl bands have gone to your head
So what do you think we're trying to do?
Now it's about us, it's not about you
You're scared of girls just taking things
In their hands and making things
All for themselves and not for you
Yeah we're aggressive, but so are you
Alright ok, you're fired, so yeah you win
The things you said, you can't take it back again
Alright ok, you're fired, now I want out
"What the hell do you think you're talking about?"
You knew we could hardly pay the rent
When you could hardly pay a compliment
To the girls who started it all for you
Why should we care what happens to you?
You use the girls how you see fit
Then claim success for all of it
But what if things don't work out for you?
Just lay the blame and say you knew
Alright ok, you're fired, so yeah you win
The things you said, you can't take it back again
"What the hell do you think you're talking about?"
Alright ok, you're fired, now I want out
cheap trick record
You say that no one likes you
We know it's just a song
It's just that no one thinks about you or your stupid song
I saw the things you wrote about me
I didn't even know you still have my Cheap Trick record
I'm sure you have much more
Don't write a song about it
Just gimme back my Cheap Trick record
You keep your guilty conscience
I read it work for word
You'll never see the price I paid
There's no justice in this world
Drive your car into a bus and blame the other girl
I don't want it, I don't want it
Keep walking with that girl
Yeah it's stiff competition
And I work hard every day
And I don't get flown around the world with the girls hanging on me like that
You say that no one likes you
We know it's just a song
It's just that no one thinks about you or your stupid song
I saw the things you wrote about me
I didn't even know that you still have my Cheap Trick record
Give it to me now!
Don't write a song about it
Just gimme back my Cheap Trick record!
in love with all my lovers
Even though I was here in August I will never you well again
Time is priceless and being wasted and taken for granted, I should've known
Someone told me to be strong, but look at me, how can I be
Of any use to anyone? I am silent and scared and in the way
I needed you to tell me what to do but this time you were not in charge
The right thing lies within your eyes, so maybe I'll start tomorrow...
I don't want to forget you
But it's painful to remember
You told me that you want to die
But that you didn't know how
I saw you in so much pain, I had no idea how to relieve it
You were strong and I was wrong, it's so hard to see you fall
Every moment that I'm not with you is a torture more than I can bear
Every morning I wake to miss you and every night despair
I told you I would let you go
I want you to come back to me
I didn't think it would end like this
I never thought it would be you
I know it it's not my fault
I know that it's not yours either
I can't eat and I can't sleepp
No one comes over anymore...
Throwing up all day and night, I am giving up on everything
If they only knew what I've been through, they would know that it broke my heart.
90's Nomad
1-2-3 it's been going great guns this fiscal year but I still haven't made it
anywhere i go I see your face and I hear your name all over the place, how "Capitalism sucks" Oh really? Oh yeah? Well how you gonna treat your friends in apartment waht the fuck, fuck you!
There was so much more than this
meaningless shit, you make us bored.
I won't tell you where not go so you won't see me there
I won't tell you just hot to be so you can pretend you care
I'll see you there in the late '90's, I didn't know that you'd be there
trying yeah to make the most of a mediocre boast-ing millions more than it
could ever be worth.
Now you're crying about too many fans and trying to tell me that it wasn't
your plan, oh well. I can never feel sorry for you, in times like this, it's
always you.
Hey Baby Driver, she's a bad driver, I don't know what to do
Behave Baby Driver, still a bad driver, we know it's all about you.
well you wanna know what?
Oh no! She hates me again, but it's alright
'Cause we're so much alike, you know
Oh yeah, you are such a coward
But it's alright 'cause you hide it so well
You can not feel anything
I care, so you win again
Oh no, no it's never your fault
But you say it don't matter what you do
Oh yeah, 'cause I'll always hate you
Well you wanna know what? well now I do!
I woke up with fever dreams
I know it was not my fault
So you're the tough girl, think you been through it all
But you don't know this and you can't feel that
And you didn't even try, you have no idea
What i'm going through now, and you wouldn't want to
After all that's happened to me, still you're thinking
Of yourself and your fans and those who tell you
Everything that you want, but nothing that you need
I have nothing left to hid, it's your problem I see.
Oh no! She hates me again, but it's alright
'Cause we're so much alike, you know
Oh yeah, you are such a coward
But it's alright 'cause you hid it so well
You can not feel anything
I care, so you win again
Oh no, no it's never your fault
But you say it don't matter what you do
Oh yeah, 'cause I'll always hate you
Well you wanna know what? well not I do!
I woke up with fever dreams
I know it was not my fault
I will stand tall and I will stand proud
'Cause I know my only crime was to stand up to
Your years of lies and your absentees
I saw who my friends were in my time of need.
Where were you were nowhere to be found
Even in death you couldn't lay your ego down
I know that your answer is I got you all wrong
But I don't think so, so I'm singing this song.
Oh no, no it's never your fault
But you say it don't matter what you do
Oh yeah, 'cause I'll always hate you
Well you wanna know what? well now I do!
flavor of the month club
You got your new clothes and your new friends to match
And too many dishes and a boyfriend, what a catch
Ladies doing nothing, that's your claim to fame
Oh yeah, uh huh, now you're all the same
I wish I still had something better to do
Than to cry about my clothes and my new hairdo
No one saying nothing, just stand in line
To what do we owe these fabulous times?
Gimme gimme gimme more things! more things!
Does it really make you happy, is that really what you mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
At least all the guys know if they fuck with me
That I'll fuck them up indefinitely
I don't know who you think you're trying to impress
But when you try too hard you get much less
You're saying there's a fight, but there's no contest
You can say you're better, but you know I'm the best
Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
I know that all you try to do is put me down
But no one really cares about your hanging around
You're acting fucken stupid, we can all see that
But I ain't telling no one, 'cause a fact is a fact
I'm glad I could provide you with something to do
Like someone new to hate, well I hate you too
Gimme gimme gimme more things! more thing!
Does it really make you happy, is it really what you mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Gimme gimme gimme one thing!
affection training
This is daytime TV yeah yeah
There's a seat reserved just for you
I can never sleep, but I'm brain-dead
Branded with a piece of you
Oh no!
There's no other way
True love at the price of your soul
Insatiable-I can't get me no...
I don't like you any more
Than the other boys sold in this store
What if I was honest with you?
Would that make you like me, like you?
I don't
I don't know
I don't know what to do
I stopped using my ears, so I watch you
He still asks about my job
I think that it fascinates him
We all need affection training
So how can I get you out of here?
He. She.
He's a she.
He's a she that don't exist
Well what do you mean? You knew about it?
I learned somewhere that living with dudes
Means you pick up their wet towels,
Dirty underwear and find their
Ignorance cute somehow
I ain't
I ain't done
"I ain't never done nothing"
See Mr. Whatever describe himself
It's frightening to feel worthless
In the eyes of worthlessness
My fear has nowhere left to go
Impossible- I can't get me no no...
All the girls are fighting over
The dummest boys who run this town
I watch myself get watched like TV
But I'd rather run you down.
do you like me like that?
I got a story about D.C. to tell
And I don't think you're going to like it very well
It's about boys and girls, and the rich and the poor
But what if no one can afford to live here anymore?
Well I guess you can, 'cause you got a trust fund
You're so comfortable, but you're the only one
So I'm gonna turn it up and shake you down
'Cause your past is too clean, gonna throw it all around
You were brought up well, but your daddy never taught you
To keep your mouth shut.
Well omigod!
We don't do that here!
Well now we do
You'll see what we're gonna do about you.
You're taking one thing that one girl does
And making it represent all of us
So what do you know about the catty girls?
The only thing you know is your rich boy world
You're talking politics on your pedestal
And you half-baked idea of "what it means to be a girl"
But you can't feel how we suffer or we bleed
You can't give us what we want, much less what we need.
Well omigod!
Well I know what you said!
Yeah you can't run!
You say the girls are dum, but not this one!
You narrow your world to the safest girl
And up your nose with all the rest
Well we do exist and we do insist
That a life that's boring is the life without risk
You don't know what it's like to be harrassed all day
Then to be told that you're only in the way
We're living in fear, trying not to disappear
So yeah, we're kinda weird, not normal, no way!
Well omigod!
We don't say that here!
Wll that's not cool
You say the boys are too, but why not you?
So I got a story about D.C. to tell
But I don't think you're goinna like it very well
It's about "Nice Guys" and the girls who let them
Be innocent as rain and about as thoughtless.
You can bring the keg and I'll bake the cake
And we'll raise our glass to another mistake
So what if us girls try to tear ourselves apart?
Well we're here to tell you that it's time to get smart!
come hither
Alright, yeah, uh huh, well i know what you need...
Everyone said that when you got a girlfriend
That you'd disappear -- but I want you here!
Writing me in between 9 to 5 and your next date
Your back burner don't suit me oh no
So what's it gonna be this time?
Mmmm...I don't know...
You think I ain't go no self-respect?
You think that I don't got nothing better to do?
Well I do!
I got an all girl band, I got nails to file
I got a thing for you, I'll only wait a little while
Everyone says I should leave you alone
But you call me on the phone, still you're never home
I want out!
Leave me outta your clock
I want in!
But only in the way I want you...
I don't need your sloppy seconds
Or a sob story to win me back
I can't see you feel
I see fear, dressed as a man!
Well you confess to understand, but I'm not convinced
You'd better keep it together, 'cause you let one stray
To the East Bay, but you don't go there.
Yeah well it's a good thing
'Cause I'm turning up the heat, and I'll set you on fire!
Don't flatter yourself!
Don't flatter yourself, come hither
Come hither, come hither, yeah.
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