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the medalist
02:52
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Oh, you've got the gold - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the gold - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the gold - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the gold - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the gold - For the dirt you've mined
You'll get atrophy
Oh, you've got the silver - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the silver - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the silver - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the silver - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the silver - For the villainous slander
You'll get atrophy
Oh, you've got the bronze - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the bronze - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the bronze - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the bronze - You're the medalist
Oh, you've got the bronze - For the two-faced lies
You'll get atrophy
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2. |
nascent throes
02:51
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3. |
larry's irritating organ
02:26
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I'm in love
with no contingency
plan in place
So I'll
cut off my nose
to spite my face
to spite myself
Then I
cut off my hands, plucked out my eyes
and cro-barred out my heart
And plunked them down
upon the couch
In silence slouched
beside myself
Then I had
to fill the void
and so I ate
all the pieces I'd destroyed
This bloody mess
attritious
I held myself
inside myself
All of my drastic actions will fall on two deaf ears
I've been drinking rye
but my vision's clear
All of my distractions won't make up for lost time
From the casting couch
to the cutting room floor
I'm trying my best
to not get depressed
Suggestions imagined and hid
Let's not and say that we did
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5. |
I stand alone
02:29
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sci-fi hero
01:59
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7. |
close cameras
02:48
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Welcome to my room/ I'll open up the portal
You don't have to kneel there/ peering through the keyhole
I feel you looking in/ I'll gladly let you through
and show you all the things/ that were previously kept from view
You'll see upon the closet door/ hangs a suit and vest
I wear it as a servant/ and heed the master's request
I live in simple luxury/ and accept my humble calling
and if you look through my keyhole/ you'll see somebody falling
Smoke a rust-red cigarette/ In lips as red as rubies
Pursed in anticipation/ in the bodies of our duties
You'll go back to your room/ and see you're just a maid
In the chasm of the keyhole/ your eye shines green as jade
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Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Doctor Jekyll is very well dressed
He's blessed with social good graces
He's pretentious
Behind his aspirations
ambitions lie
And Hyde is mercilessly
repressed inside
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Doctor Jekyll will speak
to the 4H club
or speak of the virtue of selflessness
to the young Cubs
And Hyde is the hid id
hideous in mad binges
Jekyll flips his lid
like his lid had hinges
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Doctor Jekyll goes right
Hyde goes left
They're wearing the same body
but their mind is cleft
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
Oh good God
motherfucker with a rod
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
trod this blasted sod
And God the good gardener
from his own he cloned
Just like Doctor Jekyll
every cherry has its stone
Just like Doctor Jekyll
every cherry has its stone
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10. |
tribute to lorne
06:52
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11. |
absolution
03:17
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12. |
the elephant man
02:01
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Down and out
in Soho oh
I can't forget my story
On no don't go
out of chrono-
It ends then it begins a priori
New Year's Eve
with Zak the rake
We threw our shoes
in the Thames
And for all my follies
my faceplants
I am the Elephant Man
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13. |
fleabag
02:53
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Auf weidersehen
We are the Ver-men
Once we were men
haven't we met before?
Sackcloth and ashes
Bell, book, and candle
Na-na-non-event
In the fleabag
I find a reason
to go hunting for ghosts
though they're out of season
If these walls could talk
they'd tell tales of violence
Instead they close in on us
and kill us with silence
And if you're in denial
when you come face-to-face
you'll have locked door in your mind
ripped off it's hinges
that'll smash all that's behind
In the fleabag
I find a reason
to go hunting for ghosts
though they're out of season
If these walls could talk
they'd tell tales of violence
Instead they close in on us
and kill us with silence
Auf wedersehen
we are the Ver-men
Voyeurs in this life
voices of reason
What becomes of the recently departed?
Who in life were sadly discarded
They're out to find
some kind of piece of mind
or hand or gland
to rip the living daylights
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