Table of Contents

The Second Coming.....................................................................................................................................................................................................1

The dead bird, color of a bruise..............................................................................................................................................................................2
Because I could not stop for Death........................................................................................................................................................................3
The moon will shine for Ghaia knows how long......................................................................................................................................................4
Blood..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................5
Mack the Knife............................................................................................................................................................................................................6
The Hearse Song.........................................................................................................................................................................................................7
The Watch...................................................................................................................................................................................................................8
Soldier, Poet, King......................................................................................................................................................................................................9
We swim in rivers of blood......................................................................................................................................................................................10
Your head is in my lap...............................................................................................................................................................................................11
Healthy Coping Mechanisms....................................................................................................................................................................................12
No Children.................................................................................................................................................................................................................13
Classic Comedy...........................................................................................................................................................................................................14
Rage Hollow Girl........................................................................................................................................................................................................15
The Horror of Our Love..........................................................................................................................................................................................16
Weile Weile Waila....................................................................................................................................................................................................17
Tear You Apart..........................................................................................................................................................................................................18
Under Your Skin........................................................................................................................................................................................................19
Every Breath You Take..........................................................................................................................................................................................20
A Gorey Demise.........................................................................................................................................................................................................21
Apology to a Cow.......................................................................................................................................................................................................22
We Will All Go Together When We Go................................................................................................................................................................23
Poisoning Pigeons in the Park..................................................................................................................................................................................24
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life...............................................................................................................................................................25
Just Worry, Be Sad Now........................................................................................................................................................................................26
People..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................27
Ghaia Saves................................................................................................................................................................................................................28
Brave As A Noun.......................................................................................................................................................................................................29
Body Terror...............................................................................................................................................................................................................30
Blood in the Water...................................................................................................................................................................................................31
A Drop of Blood Wouldn't Do Us Any Harm.......................................................................................................................................................32
Tip Eht Fo Mottob....................................................................................................................................................................................................33
I Love Like an Alcoholic..........................................................................................................................................................................................34
The Assumption Song..............................................................................................................................................................................................35
Leaves off the Ground............................................................................................................................................................................................36
I Have All My Fingers..............................................................................................................................................................................................37
Pyscho Killer..............................................................................................................................................................................................................38
The Wellerman..........................................................................................................................................................................................................39
Power in the Blood....................................................................................................................................................................................................40
Chemical Worker's Song.........................................................................................................................................................................................41

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 Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Ghaia to be born?

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 The dead bird, color of a bruise, and smaller than an eye swollen
shut, is king among omens.
Who can blame the ants for feasting?
Let him cast the first crumb.
We once tended the oracles.
Now we rely on a picture a fingerprint a hand we never saw coming.
A man draws a chalk outline first in his mind around nothing then
around the body of another man.
He does this without thinking.
What can I do about the white room I left behind?
What can I do about the great stones I walk among now?
What can I do but sing.
Even a small cut can sing all day.
There are entire nights I would take back.
Nostalgia is a thin moon,
disappearing into a sky like cold, unfeeling iron.
I dreamed you were a drowned man, crown of phosphorescent,
seaweed in your hair, water in your shoes.
I woke up desperate for air.
In another dream, I was a field and you combed through me
searching for something
you only thought you had lost.
What have we left at the altar of sorrow?
What blessed thing will we leave tomorrow?

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 Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste

And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove

At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed us –
The Dews drew quivering and chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet

Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity

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 The moon will shine for Ghaia knows how long.
As if it still matters. As if someone is trying to recall
a dream.
Believe the brain is a cage of light & rage.
When it shuts off, something else switches on.
There’s no better reason than now to lock the
doors, the windows.
Turn off the lanterns. Save the books for fire.
In darkness, we learn to read what moves along the
horizon
the flicker of shadows, the rustling of trash
in the body of cities long emptied.
Not a soul lives in this house
& this house
& this house.
Go on, stiffen the heart, quicken the blood.
To live in a world of flesh & teeth, you must learn
to kill what you love, & love what can die.

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 Well they encourage your complete cooperation
Send you roses when they think you need to smile
I can't control myself because I don't know how,
And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while
So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff
Give them all that they can drink and it will never be
enough
So give them blood, blood, blood
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood

A celebrated man amongst the gurneys

They can fix me proper with a bit of luck
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful fuck
(oh thank you)
I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff,
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been
enough
I gave you blood, blood, blood,
I'm the kind of Faerie wreckage that you love

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 Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, ah, out of sight
You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red

There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don'tcha know

Where a brick bag's just a-drooppin' on down
Oh, that brick is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten, old Macky's back in town
Now did ya hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?

Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, Oooo sunny morning, un huh

Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?

Oh, the line forms on the right, babe

Now that Macky's back in town

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 Don’t ever laugh And the worms crawl out and the
As a Hearse goes by worms crawl in
For you may be the next to die The worms that crawl in are lean
They wrap you up and thin
In a big white sheet The ones that crawl out are fat
From your head down to your feet and stout
They put you in a big black box Your eyes fall in and your hair falls
And cover you up with dirt and out
rocks Your brain comes tumbling down
And all goes well your snout
For about a week And the worms crawl in, the
And then your coffin begins to worms crawl out
leak They crawl all over your dirty
And the worms crawl in, the snout
worms crawl out Your chest caves in and your eyes
The worms play pinochle on your pop out
snout Your brain turns to sauerkraut
They eat your eyes, they eat your They invite their friends, and their
noes friends too
They eat the jelly between your They all come down to chew on
toes you
A big green worm with rolling And this is what it is to die, i hope
eyes you had a nice goodbye
Crawls in your stomach and out Did you ever think as a Hearse
your eyes goes by
Your stomach turns a slimy green That you might be the next to die
And puss comes out like whipping And your eyes fall out and your
cream teeth decay
You spread it on a slice of bread And that is the end of a perfect...
And that’s what you eat when day
your dead

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He had been given the watch on his tenth birthday. It was an
ordinary grey plastic wristwatch in every respect except for
the fact that it was counting down. "That is all of the time you
have left in the world, son. Use it wisely." And indeed he did.
As the watch ticked away, the boy, now a man, lived life to
the fullest. He climbed mountains and swam oceans. He
talked and laughed and lived and loved. The man was never
afraid, for he knew exactly how much time he had left.
Eventually, the watch began its final countdown. The old man
stood looking over everything he had done, everything he
had built. 5. He shook hands with his old business partner,
the man who had long been his friend and confidant. 4. His
dog came and licked his hand, earning a pat on the head for
its companionship. 3. He hugged his son, knowing that he
had been a good father. 2. He kissed his wife on the forehead
one last time. 1. The old man smiled and closed his eyes.

Then, nothing happened. The watch beeped once and turned

off. The man stood standing there, very much alive. You
would think that in that moment he would have been
overjoyed. Instead, for the first time in his life, the man was
scared.

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 There will come a soldier

Who carries a mighty sword

He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord

There will come a poet

Whose weapon is his word

He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord

There will come a ruler

Whose brow is laid in thorn

Seared in flame, with silver slashed, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

Seared in flame, with silver slashed, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

He will tear your city down, o lei o lai, oooooOOOOO

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 We swim in rivers of blood
At summer time when birds of prey
Patrol the skies, picking off
Those foolish enough to trespass.
In autumn, the skies turn crimson
And carnivorous leaves fall, hoping
To catch a final meal before they
Become part of nature’s stockpile.
Then winter falls and we bury ourselves
In soil, bellies warm and full with gullets
And blood, tiding us over till springtime
When we rise again from the dust.

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 Your head is in my lap,
As it is always, after our nap.

I stroke your soft black hair

And sing you Marlborough Fair.

Why do your dark eyes stare,

My dear headstrong young mare?

Is my singing no longer fine?

Once you thought it to be divine.

Darling, you look pale and tired.

Suitably, after a day of being wired.

My sweet fireball of lumber,

It is time now for your slumber.

Patting your soft sullen face

Lying so restful on my mother's fine lace,

I rise from the old sunken couch

In my stiff slow lazy crouch,
Letting your head roll from the lace
Into the screaming fireplace.

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 What do you do when you feel Despair?
You PUSH IT DOWN, PUSH IT DOWN.
What do you do when you feel Angry?
You MAKE OTHERS MAD, MAKE OTHERS MAD.
What do you do when you feel Jealous?
You BURN WHAT YOU WANT, BURN WHAT YOU WANT.
What do you do when you feel Scared?
You BECOME THE TERROR, BECOME THE TERROR
What do you do when you feel loved?
You DESTROY WHAT MAKES YOU WEAK, DESTROY
WHAT MAKES YOU WEAK
What do you do when you feel hope?
You REMMBER IT WILL END, REMMBER IT WILL END.

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I hope that our few remaining
friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come out with a
fail-safe plot
To piss off the dumb few that
forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own
weight
And I hope we hang on past the
last exit
I hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few
fields from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black
smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this
town again
In my life, I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a
good fight
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
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I hope I cut myself shaving
tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest
before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all
wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
And I hope you blink before I do
And I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of
me years down the line
You can't find one good thing
to say
And I'd hope that if I found the
strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my
way
I am drowning
There is no sign of land
You are coming down with me
Hand in unlovable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
 I saw an old man slip and fall,
what a colossal idiot
I saw a woman at her daughter's funeral
ha ha ha! Classic comedy
Everything that once was sad
is somehow funny now
Everyone you love will die
And soon you will too
'Cause tragedy will be
exclusively joked about
Because my empathy is bumming me out
Goodbye, Sadness
Hello, Jokes

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 I met a little girl in Rage Hollow, a
town we all know well
And every Sunday evening, out in
her home, I'd dwell
We went to take an evening walk
about a mile from town
I picked a stick up off the ground
and knocked that fair girl down
She fell down on her bended knees,
for mercy she did cry
"Oh Cruor dear, don't kill me here,
I'm unprepared to die"
She never spoke another word, I
only beat her more
Until the ground around me within
her blood did poor
I took her by her golden curls and I
drunk deep from her crown
Throwing her into the river that
flows through Rage Hollow town
Go down, go down, you Rage
Hollow girl with the dark and rolling
eyes
Go down, go down, you Rage
Hollow girl, you can never be my
bride
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I started back to Rage Hollow, got
there about midnight
My mother, she was worried and
woke up in a fright
Saying "dear son, what have you
done to bloody your face so?"
I told my anxious mother I was
bleeding at my nose
I called for me a candle to light
myself to bed
I called for me a handkerchief to
bind my aching head
Rolled and tumbled the whole night
through, as nightmares was for me
Like flames and fire around my bed
and in my eyes could see
They carried me down to Rage
Hollow and put me in a cell
My friends all tried to get me out
but none could free me still
I'm here to waste my life away down
in this dirty old jail
Because I murdered that Rage
Hollow girl, the girl I loved so well
 I'm a killer, cold and wrathful
Silent sleeper, I've been inside your
bedroom
I've murdered half the town
Left you love-notes on their
headstones
I'll fill the graveyards until I have you
Moonlight walking, I smell your
softness
Carnivorous and lusting to track you
down among the pines
I want you stuffed into my mouth
Hold you down and tear you open, live
inside you, love
I'd never hurt you
But I'll grind against your bones until
our marrows mix
I will eat you slowly...
Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through
my veins
Oh, the horror of our love... never so
much blood
I wake in terror, blackbirds screaming
Dark cathedrals spilling midnight on
their altars
I'm your servant, my immortal
Pale and perfect, such unholy heaving
The statues close their eyes, the room
is changing
Break my skin and drain me
Ancient language, speak through
fingers
The awful edges where you end and I
begin
Inside your mouth I cannot see
There's catastrophe in everything I'm
touching
As I sweat and crush you
And I hold your beating chambers until
they beat no more
You die like fires sing...
Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through
my veins
Oh, the horror of our love... never so
much blood
You're a ghost love, nightgown flowing
Your body blue and walking along the
continental shelf
You are a dream among the sharks
Beautiful and terrifying, lit and restless
We dance in dark suspension
And you bury me in the ocean floor
beneath you
Where they'll never hear us scream...
Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through
my veins
Oh, the horror of our love... never so
much blood
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 There was an old woman and she
lived in the woods,
Weile weile waila.
There was an old woman and she
lived in the woods,
Down by the river Saile.
Well, she had a baby three months
old,
Weile weile waila.
She had a baby three months old,
Down by the river Saile.
And she had a penknife long and
sharp,
Weile weile waila.
She had a penknife long and sharp,
Down by the river Saile.
Then she stuck the penknife in the
baby's heart,
Weile weile waila.
She stuck the penknife in the baby's
heart,
Down by the river Saile.
There were three loud knocks came
a-knocking on the door,
Weile weile waila.
Three loud knocks came a-knocking
on the door,
Down by the river Saile.
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There were two town guard and a
man,
Weile weile waila.
Two town guard and a man,
Down by the river Saile.
They took her away and they put
her in the Gaol
Weile weile waila.
They took her away and they put
her in the Gaol
Down by the river Saile.
So they put a rope around her neck,
Weile weile waila.
They put a rope around her neck,
Down by the river Saile.
Then they pulled the rope and she
got hung,
Weile weile waila.
They pulled the rope and she got
hung,
Down by the river Saile.
Well that was the end of the woman
in the wood,
Weile weile waila.
And that was the end of the baby,
too,
Down by the river Saile.
Got a big plan, this mindset maybe it’s right
At the right place and right time, maybe
tonight
And the whisper or handshake sending a
sign
Wanna stab you or kiss hard, wait never mind
Late night, and passing, mention it flipped
her
Best friend, who knows saying maybe it
slipped
But the slip turns to terror and a crush to
light
When she walked in, he froze up, believe it’s
the fright
It’s cute in a way, till you cannot speak
And you leave to have a cigarette, your
knees get weak
An escape is just a nod and a casual wave
Obsessed about it, heavy for the next two
days
It's only just a crush, it'll go away
It's just like all the others it'll go away
Or maybe this is danger and he just don't
know
You pray it all away but it continues to grow
I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right
I want to hold you close
Soft breath, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear
I want to fucking tear you apart
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Then he walked up and told her, thinking
that he'd passed
And they talked and looked away a lot,
doing the dance
Her hand brushed up against his, she left it
there
Told him how she felt and then they locked
in a stare
They took a step back, thought about it,
what should they do
'Cause there's always repercussions when
you're courting in school
But their lips met, and reservations started to
pass
Whether this was just an evening or a thing
that would last
Either way he wanted her and this was bad
He wanted to do things to her it was making
him crazy
Now a little crush turned into a like
And now he wants to grab her by the hair
and tell her
I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right
I want to hold you close
Soft breath, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear
I want to fucking tear you apart
 How much can you fit under your skin?
How much can you fit under your skin?
I wish you were dead babe I wish you were dead
I can fit two, I can fit two...
I can fit two people under my skin
Yea I can fit two people under my skin
And I will prove it if you will listen
You crawl up in there and join me within
I can feel your heart beating under my skin
And the beating of your heart is making me
bleed from within
And if we cut open your heart, pour it in a cup
Do you think it'd be enough, do you think it'd be
enough
To fill... my heart with music?
Oh no, not a chance in hell
Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well
Heart melts, yeah you meant so well
But your song's no good round here
I can feel you breathing under my skin
I can feel you breathing under my skin
And each breath you take is a brand new begin
Each breath you take, brand new begin..ing
This land has a way of getting under my skin
And my family has a way of getting under my
skin
And my family had a castle way back when
I would have lived there if they had more male
children
To fill... my heart with music
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Oh no, not a chance in hell
Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well
Heart melts, yeah you meant so well
But your song's no good round here
Oh no, not a chance in hell
Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well
Heart melts, yeah you meant so well
But your song's no good round...heeere no no
no no!
I don't think there is anyone under your skin
Like a Cheshire cat I think that you are just a grin
And I can feel you laughing, under my skin
And the happy palpitations are making me...
grin.
You know it fills my heart with music...
-Oh no, not a chance in hell
Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well
Heart melts, yeah you meant so well
But your song's no good round here
- Oh no, not a chance in hell
Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well
Heart melts, yeah you meant so well
But your song's no good round heeere no no no
no!
Every breath you take and every move you make
Every bond you break, every vow you take, I'll be
watching you

Every single day and every word you say

Every game you play, every night you stay, I'll be
watching you

Oh, can't you see you belong to me

How my poor heart aches with every vow you take

Every move you make, and every breath you take

Every smile you fake, every claim you stake, I'll be
watching you

Oh, can't you see you belong to me

How my poor heart aches with every step you take

Every move you make and every vow you break

Every smile you fake, every claim you stake, I'll be
watching you
Every move you make, every step you take, I'll be
watching you

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 Alright, everybody sit down, quiet down,
listen up.
I brought you all here to recite the annual
obituaries.
Like we'll start with A and end with Z.
A is for Aidyn—flesh used for fuel
B is for Bollough who was eaten by ghouls
C is for Cross with disease in the brain
D’s for the Damashays ditched in a drain
E is for Evee—poisoned by pie
F is for Fooz—stabbed through the eye
G is for Grugni went up in Fumes
H is for Hawthorn—sealed in a tomb
One by one we bite the dust
Kick the bucket and begin to rust
Give up the ghost when your number's up
We all fall down
Ashes to ashes, bones to paste
You whither away, rest is peace
Eternity in a wooden case
We all fall down
I is for Ide who made a mistake
J is for Jasper, stabbed with a rake
K is for Kali, hit in the head
L is for Leathen who bled and bled
M’s is for Maevie burned to a crisp
N is for Nika—pummeled by fists
O’s for Onaské who lived life too fast
P’s for Perego who swallowed some glass
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Alrighty lads, altogether now:
One by one we bite the dust
Kick the bucket and begin to rust
Give up the ghost when your number's up
We all fall down
Ashes to ashes, bones to paste
You whither away, rest in peace
Eternity in a wooden case
We all fall down
Q is for Quill who took the wrong trail
R is for Rhea who rotted in jail
S for Shakal who was shot by a bow
T is for Trank who froze in the snow
U is for Unseelie, trampled by hooves
V is for Vivi who fell off a roof
W for Wade who sunk in the tar
X is for No One, They don’t get a part
Y’s Ymir who drowned in the rain
Z is for Zeaque who simply went
Insane
 I'm sorry, friend, I have to
I know, I know, it's rude
I shouldn't work my problems out with
food
I'm sorry pal, I've got to
It's either me or you. Bite or be bitten!
Eat or be eaten!
Look what it makes me do
It's stronger than it was and this is what
the Fae child does
Deep in the cave under miles of stone, I
knew no word for sad
Singing to echoes and all alone, needed
no mom or dad
I'd never dreamed of the world above; I'd
never seen the sky
And yet I was content; I never wondered
why
I never knew such a word as rage. I
learned that from you
You locked your boy up inside a cage,
and all the while you knew
Why bother giving me dad's old shirt, why
even intervene?
Why bother washing off all the dirt, if I am
still unclean?
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You said you'd never hurt me, mom,
whatever might occur!
So: How could you dare, Mom
Make me "aware", Mom
Teach me to care, Mom
And then deny me her!
We had a chance at happiness, blissfully
unaware…
We had a love we thought you'd bless, we
didn't have a prayer
'Cause you had to come destroy our love
Like everything else I had!
Yet still I am content and I am not the
least bit mad…
No, I'm not here to harm you; I only want
to KILL!
You shall have your monster- I shall drink
my fill!
At last I am embracing my bloody
destiny!
Dear Mom and Dad, this face will be
The last thing that you ever see!
Revenge will be a home for me
For me
For me
For ME!
 When you attend a funeral It is sad to think that sooner o'
Later those you love will do the same for you

And you may have thought it tragic Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do

No more ashes, no more sackcloth

And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day never more adorn a sleeve

For if the bomb that drops on you

Gets your friends and neighbors too
There'll be nobody left behind to grieve

And we will all go together when we go

What a comforting fact that is to know
Universal bereavement
An inspiring achievement
Yes, we all will go together when we go

Oh we will all fry together when we fry

We'll be CRISP fried potatoes by and by
There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry

And we will all bake together when we bake

There'll be nobody present at the wake
With complete participation
In that grand incineration
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak

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 Spring is here, spring is here
Life is candy and life is beer
I think the loveliest time of the year
Is the spring, I do, don't you? Course you do
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me
And makes every Sunday a treat for me

All the world seems in tune on a spring afternoon

When we're poisoning pigeons in the park
Every Sunday you'll see my sweetheart and me
As we poison the pigeons in the park

When they see us coming

The birdies all try and hide
But they still go for peanuts
When coated with cyanide

The sun's shining bright

Everything seems all right
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park

So if Sunday you're free

Why don't you come with me
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park
And maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park

We'll murder them amid laughter and merriment

Except for the few we take home to experiment

My pulse will be quickenin'

With each drop of strychnine
We feed to a pigeon
It just takes a smidgin
To poison a pigeon in the park

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 Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and
curse
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the
best
And
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the light side of life
If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and
dance and sing
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle, that's
the thing
And
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the right side of life
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For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with
a bow
Forget about your sin
Give the audience a grin
Enjoy it, it's your last chance anyhow
So always look on the bright side of
death
A just before you draw your terminal
breath
Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's
true
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughin' as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is
on you
And
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the right side of life
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life
 Here’s a little song I wrote,
I’d like to sing it for you note by note:
Just Worry, Be Sad Now
Every little thing, is gonna turn out wrong

Your Life’s Breath wand has run dry

And all the healers have said “Bye”
Just worry, Be Sad Now

Ain't got no place to hide your head

Your friends and family all are dead
Just worry, Be Sad Now

'Cause when you flee, you’ll be ran down

Yes, We will burn, your hometown
Just worry, Be Sad Now

Ain't got no coin, you’ve been defiled

Dying on the field, laying immobile
So Just worry, Be Sad Now

On every plane we’ll bring pain

To, your kin, we’ll be inhumane
Just worry, Be Sad Now

Now there it is: this song I wrote

I hope you learned note for note
Just worry, Be Sad Now
Yeah, Just worry, Be Sad Now

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 People are wasteful, they waste all the food
People are hateful, and people are rude
But gosh I love some people sometimes
Because people have, very tasty blood

And people are impatient, they don't know how to wait

People are selfish, people are prone to hate
But gosh I love some people sometimes
Because people are really, really, tasty

But gosh I love some people sometimes

Because people are really, really tasty

People, they bleed well, regardless of skin

People, they die quick, regardless of creed
People, they burn hot, regardless of gender
Hands taste great, regardless of anything

People are in my kitchen, because I get blood from them

People are my enemies and people are my friends
I’ll get blood from my fellow man
And I only hope that they get blood from me

I said I’ll get blood from my fellow man

And I only hope that they get blood from me

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 There will come a day when our cells won't regenerate
and everyone you know will rot away, rot away

Your friends and enemies and all your family

we will all be buried in the ground, in the ground

So let’s make the most of it.

Cause Life's too short to fuck with.

Once an hour a day I get very sad

Yeah, Once an hour a day I get depressed

When that hour is over I start to feel okay

because I'm reminded I'll rot away, rot away.

I don't have much time

to hang out here and cry
and though that may feel nice
I can't do that every day

I've had a lot of friends and they've drunk a lot of blood

and that blood made my friends rot away, rot away

They say Ghaia saves but Ghaia doesn't care

because she’s in a grave, in a grave, in a grave
Let's be our own Lords,
take care of ourselves and the ones that we love

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 I could go off the deep end
I could kill all my best friends
I could follow those stylish trends
And Lord knows I could make amends

But I've got an angry heart

Filled with cancers and poppy tarts
If this is how you folks make art
It's fucking depressing

And it's sad to know that we are not alone

And it's sad to know there's no honest way out

I'm afraid to leave the house

I'm as timid as a mouse
I'm afraid if I go out
I'll outwear my welcome

I'm not a courageous man

I don't have any big, lasting plans
I'm too cowardly to take a stand
I want to keep my nose clean

And it's sad to know that we're not alone in this

And it's sad to know there's no honest way out

In this life we lead, we could conquer everything

If we could just get the brave to get out of bed in the morning

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 I'm so sorry that you have to have a body
I'm so sorry that you have to have a body, oh yeah
I'm very sorry that you have to have a body
One that will hurt you, and be the subject of so much of your fear

It will betray you, be used against you, then it'll fail on you my dear
But before that, you'll be a doormat, for every vicious narcissist in the world
Oh how they'll screw you, all up and over, then feed you silence for dessert

I'm so sorry that you have to have a body

So very sorry that you have to have a body, oh yeah
I'm sorry that you have to have a body

Filled with infection

One hundred scabs singing in unison
Eyes and hands, sometimes stitches,
Uninvited, passing through us
Uninvited, passing through us

I'm sorry that you have to have a body

I'm sorry that you have to have a body

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 Now when you pick your lifetime gig
The moment you embark
There is that joke you're bound hear
A Faerie is a shark

Ignore that, it's simplistic and it's dumb

Only some of you will turn out sharks, just some
The rest are chum

Our topic is blood in the water

Kids, it's time you faced
Your life is a waste
Oh yes, unless you acquire a taste for

Blood in the water

Dark and red and raw
Consume your fill; keep drinking until you
Overfill your jaw

Look for the blood in the water

Make a hatchet job
Only spineless snobs
Will quarrel with the morally dubious jobs

Yes, blood in the water

Your scruples are a flaw
Break a few backs and lift a few coins
Be your best Outlaw

So I want to see What? Blood in the Water

So Fight, and Scratch, and Claw
You're nothing until the thrill of the kill
Becomes your only law

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 Oh, a drop of X’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm
A drop of Y’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm
A drop of Z’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm
And we’ll all hang on behind.
So we’ll roll the old chariot along
we’ll roll the golden chariot along.
So we’ll roll the old chariot along
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

Oh, a bottle of rum wouldn’t do us any harm

A bottle of gin wouldn’t do us any harm
A bottle of hooch wouldn’t do us any harm
And we’ll all hang on behind.
So we’ll roll the old chariot along
An’ we’ll roll the golden chariot along.
So we’ll roll the old chariot along
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

Oh, a tight waisted lass wouldn’t do us any harm

A tight waisted man wouldn’t do us any harm
A tight waisted person wouldn’t do us any harm
And we’ll hang on their behinds.
So we’ll roll the old chariot along
We’ll roll the golden chariot along.
We’ll roll the old chariot along
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

Oh, a cut and lick wouldn’t do us any harm

A spurt and a sip wouldn’t do us any harm
A gallon of blood wouldn’t do us any harm
And we’ll all hang on behind.
So we’ll roll the old chariot along
An’ we’ll roll the golden chariot along.
So we’ll roll the old chariot along
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

Oh, a fright in the night wouldn’t do us any harm

A fight in the light wouldn’t do us any harm
But A knife in the back would do quite a bit of harm
So we’ll plunge that knife right in.
AND WE’LL roll the old chariot along
We’ll roll the golden chariot along.
We’ll roll the old chariot along
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

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 There's an old man, and he keeps me in a subterranean area;
And he won't let you come and see me until you fulfill his criteria;
After midnight in the full moon's light climb way up onto a bridge;
where you'll meet a friend of the old man's and beat him to death with your fists.
Some day you're gonna die you know it, Grow a backbone but don't you show it.
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it."
Wait for the day when you finally show here blocking will get you clapclap nowhere;
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it." It's life at the bottom of the pit.
The old man is a wizard and he feeds on younger men's souls,
I saw him murder an actor just the other day in his throne room.
And he treats me like an animal. I Can't wait for the day that he dies,
when I take his key and I set me free. If he don't, I might eat him alive.
Some day you're gonna die you know it, Grow a backbone but don't you show it.
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it."
Wait for the day when you finally show here blocking will get you clapclap nowhere;
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it." It's life at the bottom of the pit.
I'm a monster when I hunger, and I feed on scorpion flesh.
When the insects crawl on the dungeon wall my tongue makes quite a mess of them.
It's been lonely since the wizard disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Saw the old man turn to a young man, then get up and leave me to die.
Some day you're gonna die you know it, Grow a backbone but don't you show it.
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it."
Wait for the day when you finally show here blocking will get you clapclap nowhere;
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it." It's life at the bottom of the pit.
Some day you're gonna die you know it, Grow a backbone but don't you show it.
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it."
Wait for the day when you finally show here blocking will get you clapclap nowhere;
Say to yourself "This is it. This is it. This is it." It's life at the bottom of the pit.

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 Heavy humid night. Corner of Park and Main.
Cast that first glance: your smile, my veins
At maximum capacity, blood pumping so fast.
My girl, if looks gave heart attacks.
The dangerous men in the shadows were like an audience,
And even the meanest among them
Had a special little shine in their eyes when they saw us walk by.
Walked about twenty blocks talking about good bars and better towns than this one.
Kissed that first night,
Then the rain opened up the sky to get
One last kiss, I love you like an alcoholic.
One last kiss, I love you like a statuette.
One last kiss, I need you like I need a broken leg.
I was getting off the late shift, attempting to recover.
Crumpled up the parchment and tossed it into the gutter.
Some handsome dark stranger, you were standing there on the corner.
You had those compelling magnetized eyes
that you must have lost when you got older.
Seven blocks in, my fingers brushed your hand;
I blushed, you laughed, but you seemed a little sad.
I ain't one to jump a ship, but I absolutely knew
I was six steps in when I fell into you.
One last kiss, I love you like a broken pot.
One last kiss, I love you like a pack of dogs.
One last kiss, I need you like I need a gaping head wound.
One last kiss, I love you like an alcoholic.
One last kiss, I love you like a negligee.
One last kiss, I need you like I need a broken leg.

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 There was an old farmer who lived on a rock
He sat in the meadow just shaking his fist
At some boys who were down by the crick
Their feet in the water, their hands on their marbles
And play things and at half past four
There came a young lady she looked like a pretty young creature
She sat on the grass
She pulled up her dress and she showed them her rumples
And laces and white fluffy duck
She said she was learning a new way to bring
Up her children so they would not spit
While the boys in the barnyard were shoveling refuse
And litter from yesterday's hunt
While the girl in the meadow was rubbing her eyes
At the fellow down by the dock
He looked like a man with a sizable home
In the country with a big fence out front
If he asked her politely she'd show him her little
Pet dog who was subject to fits
And maybe she'd let him grab hold of her small
Tender hands with a movement so quick
And then she'd lean down to suck on his candy
So tasty made of butterscotch
And then he spread whipped cream all over her cookies
That she had left out on her shelf
If you think this is dirty
You can go Fuck yourself

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 Young Man, there are leaves all around
I said Young man, take a leaf off the ground,
I said Young Man, won’t it make a neat sound
When you SHOVE IT IN YOUR LEAF HOLE
Young Man, there’s some grass on the ground
I said, Young Man, Roll your whole body down
I said, Young Man, Lie face-first on the ground
A great way to have a good time
BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM
It’s fun to eat all the LEAVES OFF THE GROUND
It’s fun to eat all the leaves off the ground
You can get you some green
You can get you some wood
You can chew whatever you want!
Young Man, are you listening to me?
I said, Young Man, what do you want to be?
I said, Young Man, you can make real your dreams
But you got to know this one thing
All those leaves are all free
I said, Young Man, you can consume the green
And just go there, to that Big Mossy Tree
I am sure you’ll find a Great Taste!
BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM
It’s fun to eat all the LEAVES OFF THE GROUND
It’s fun to eat all the leaves off the ground
You can get you some green
You can get you some wood
You can chew whatever you want!

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 There is an old tradition,
A game we all can play.
You start by getting liquored up
And sharpening your blade.

You take a shot of whiskey,

You grab your knife and pray
And spread apart your fingers,
And that is what you say:

Oh!
I have all my fingers,
The knife goes chop! Chop! Chop!
If I miss the spaces in between
My fingers will come off!

And if I hit my fingers,

Blood will soon come out.
But all the same I play this game
Cause that's what it's all about.

No, you can't use a pencil!

You can not use a pen!
The only way is with a knife,
When danger is your friend.

And some may call it stupid,

Some may call it dumb.
But all the same we play this game
Because it's so damn fun!

Oh!
I have all my fingers,
The knife goes chop! Chop! Chop!
If I miss the spaces in between
My fingers will come off!

And if I hit my fingers,

The blood will soon come out.
But all the same I play this game
Cause that's what it's all about

Oh!
Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop!
I'm picking up the speed.
And if I hit my fingers
Then my hand will start to bleed!

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 I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire

Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away oh, oh, oh
Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

You start a conversation you can't even finish it

You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed
Say something once, why say it again?

Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away oh, oh, oh
Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la

Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la
Realisant mon espoir
Je me lance, vers la gloire, OK
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they're not polite

Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away oh, oh, oh
Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

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 There was a ship that put to sea,
The name of the ship was the Billy of Tea
The winds blew up, her bow dipped down,
Blow, my bully boys, blow.

Soon may the Wellerman come

To bring us sugar and tea and rum.
One day, when the tonguin' is done,
We'll take our leave and go.

She had not been two weeks from shore

When down on her a right whale bore.
The captain called all hands and swore
He'd take that whale in tow.

Chorus

Before the boat had hit the water

The whale's tail came up and caught her.
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought
When she dived down below.

Chorus

No line was cut, no whale was freed;

The Captain's mind was not on greed,
But he belonged to the whaleman's creed;
She took the ship in tow.

Chorus

For forty days, or even more,

The line went slack, then tight once more.
All boats were lost (there were only four)
But still the whale did go.

Chorus

As far as I've heard, the fight's still on;

The line's not cut and the whale's not gone.
The Wellerman makes his regular call
To encourage the Captain, crew, and all.

Chorus

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 Would you be free from the burden of sin?
There's power in the blood
Power in the blood
Would you o'er evil a victory win?
There's wonderful power in the blood
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
Would you be free from your passion and pride?
There's power in the blood
Power in the blood
Come for a cleansing unto Crour’s tide
There's wonderful power in the blood
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb

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 And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go
Well, a Process Man am I and I'm tellin' you
no lie
I work and breathe among the fumes that
trail across the sky
There's thunder all around me and there's
poison in the air
There's a lousy smell that smacks of harm
and dust all in me hair
And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go
Well, I've worked among the spinners, and I Been workin' rough, I've seen enough to
breathe the oily smoke
I've shovelled up the gypsum and it nigh
on makes you choke
I've stood knee deep in cyanide, got sick
with a caustic burn
Been workin' rough, I've seen enough to
make your stomach turn
And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go
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There's overtime and bonus opportunities
galore
The young men like their money and they
all come back for more
But soon you're knockin' on and you look
older than you should
For every bob made on the job, you pay
with flesh and blood
And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go
Well, I've worked among the spinners, and I
breathe the oily smoke
I've shovelled up the gypsum and it nigh
on makes you choke
I've stood knee deep in cyanide, got sick
with a caustic burn
make your stomach turn
And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go