Back Opiate Undertow Ænima Salival Lateralus
1. Stinkfist 2. Eulogy 3. H. 4. Useful Idiot 5. Forty-Six & 2 6. Message to Harry Manback 7. Hooker with a Penis 8. Intermission 9. jimmy 10. Die Eier von Satan 11. Pushit 12. Cesaro Summability 13. Aenima 14. (-) ions 15. Third eyeBack Opiate Undertow Ænima Salival Lateralus
Stinkfist
something has to change undeniable dilemma boredom's not a burden anyone should bear constant over stimulation numbs me but I wouldn't want you any other way it's not enough I need more nothing seems to satisfy I said I don't want it I just need it to breathe to feel to know I'm alive finger deep within the borderline show me that you love me and that we belong together relax, turn around and take my hand I can help you change tired moments into pleasure say the word and we'll be well upon our way blend and balance pain and comfort Deep within you 'til you will not have me any other way. I need more nothing seems to satisfy I said I don't want it I just need it to breathe to feel to know I'm alive knuckle deep inside the borderline this may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to relax slip away something kinda sad about the way that things have come to be desensitized to everything what became of subtlety how can this mean anything to me if I really don't feel anything at all I'll keep digging 'til I feel something elbow deep inside the borderline show me that you love me and that we belong together shoulder deep within the borderline relax turn around and take my hand Back to top
he had alot to say he had alot of nothing to say we'll miss him he had alot to say he had alot of nothing to say we'll miss him we're gonna miss him so long we wish you well you told us how you weren't afraid to die well then, so long don't cry or feel too down not all martyrs see divinity but at least you tried standing above the crowd he had a voice that was strong and loud we'll miss him ranting and pointing his finger at everything but his heart we'll miss him we're gonna miss him no way to recall what it was that you had said to me like I care at all but it was so loud you sure could yell you took a stand on every little thing and so loud standing above the crowd he had a voice that was strong and loud swallowed his facade 'cuz I'm so eager to identify with someone above the ground someone who seemed to feel the same someone prepared to lead the way someone who would die for me will you will you now would you die for me don't you fuckin' lie don't you step out of line don't you fuckin' lie you've claimed all this time that you would die for me why then, are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy he had alot to say he had alot of nothing to say come down get off your fuckin cross we need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr to ascend you must die you must be crucified for your sins and your lies goodbye.. Back to top
what's coming through is alive what's holding up is a mirror but what's singing songs is a snake looking to turn this piss to wine they're both totally void of hate but killing me just the same the snake behind me hisses what my damage could have been my blood before me begs me open up my heart again and I feel this coming over like a storm again considerately venomous voice tempts me drains me bleeds me leaves me cracked and empty drags me down like some sweet gravity the snake behind me hisses what my damage could have been my blood before me begs me open up my heart again and I feel this coming over like a storm again I am too connected to you to slip away fade away days away I still feel you touching me changing me and considerately killing me without the skin beneath the storm under these tears the walls came down the snake is drowned and as I look in his eyes my fear begins to fade recalling all of those times I could have cried then I should have cried then as the walls come down and as I look in your eyes my fear begins to fade recalling all of the times I have died and will die I don't mind I am too connected to you to slip away fade away days away I still feel you touching me changing me considerately killing me Back to top
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my shadow's shedding skin i've been picking scabs again I'm down digging through my old muscles for a clue I've been crawling on my belly clearing out what could've been I've been wallowing in my own confused and insecure delusions for a piece to cross me over or a word to guide me in I wanna feel the changes coming down I wanna know what I've been hiding in my shadow change is coming through my shadow my shadow's shedding skin I've been picking my scabs again I've been crawling on my belly clearing out what could've been I've been wallowing in my own chaotic insecure delusions I wanna feel the change consume me feel the outside turning in I wanna feel the metamorphosis and cleansing I've enduring my shadow change is coming now is my time listen to my muscle memory contemplate what I've been clinging to forty-six and two ahead of me I choose to live and to grow, take and give and to move, learn and love and to cry, kill and die and to be paranoid and to lie, hate and fear and to do what it takes to move through I choose to live and to lie, kill and give and to die, learn and love and to do what it takes to step through see my shadow changing stretching up and over me soften this old armor hoping I can clear the way by stepping through my shadow coming out the other side step into the shadow forty six and two are just ahead of me Back to top
[words in brackets unclear]
Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? (1)
Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm?
When you kicked out people [out of] your house
I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer,
you know? Asshole. You're gonna be one of those.
I [didn't too / don't have the] courage
to kick your ass directly.
Don't have enough courage for that,
I could, you know.
You know you're gonna have another accident?
You know I'm involved with black magic?
Fuck you. Die. Bastard.
You think you're so cool, hm?
Asshole.
And if I ever see your fucking face around,
In Europe or Italy,
Well I'll -- That time I'm gonna kick your ass.
Fuck you. Fucking Americans, Yankee.
You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise.
[Bang bang / Deep pain]
No one does what you did to me.
You wanna know something? Fuck you.
I want your balls smashed, eat shit. Bastard.
Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana. (2)
I hope somebody in your family dies soon.
Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai
a sucare cazzi su un aereo! (3)
(1) Son of a bitch, do you know you are a piece of shit?
(2) Piece of shit, son of a bitch.
(3) Die, piece of shit, and go
sucking dicks on a plane!
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I met a boy wearing Vans, 501's, and a Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and new tattoos that claimed that he was OGT back in '92 the first EP and in between sips of Coke he told me that he thought we were sellin' out layin' down suckin' up to the man well now I've got some advice for you, little buddy. before you point the finger you should know that I'm the man and you're the man and he's the man as well so you can point that fuckin' finger up your ass all you know about me is what I've sold you dumb fuck I sold out long before you ever even heard my name I sold my soul to make a record dip shit and you bought one so I've got some advice for you, little buddy before you point your finger You should know that I'm the man If I'm the fuckin' man then you're the fuckin' man as well so you can point that fuckin' finger up your ass all you know about me is what I've sold you dumb fuck I sold out long before you ever even heard my name I sold my soul to make a record dip shit and you bought one all you read and wear or see and hear on TV is a product begging for your fat ass dirty dollar shut up and buy my new record send more money fuck you, buddy Back to top
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what was it like to see the face of your own stability suddenly look away leaving you with the dead and hopeless eleven and she was gone eleven is when we waved good-bye eleven is standing still waiting for me to free him by coming home moving me with a sound opening me within a gesture drawing me down and in showing me where it all began eleven it took so long to realize that you hold the voice that's been calling me back home under a dead ohio sky eleven has been and will be waiting defending his light and wondering.. where the hell have I been sleeping, lost, and numb so glad that I have found you I am wide awake and heading home hold your light eleven lead me through each gentle step by step by inch by loaded memory I'll move to heal as soon as pain allows so we can reunite and both move on together hold your light eleven lead me through each gentle step by step by inch by loaded memory 'til one and one are one eleven so glow, child, glow I'm heading back home Back to top
Eine halbe Tasse Staubsucher Ein viertel Teel&ffel Salz Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch Ein halbes Pfund Butter Ein Teel&ffel Vanillenzucker Ein halbes Pfund Mehl Einhundertfunfzig Gramm gemahlene Nasse Ein wenig extra Staubsucker ... und keine Eier In eine Schassel geben Butter ein Uhren Gemahlene Nasse zugeben und Den Teig verkneten Augenballgro Stucke vom Teig formen Im Staubzucker walzen und Sagt die Zauberwurter Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und KEINE EIER Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und Keine Eier .. -OR- (english) The Eggs of Satan Half a cup of powdered sugar One quarter teaspoon salt One knifetip Turkish hash Half a pound butter One teaspoon vanilla-sugar Half a pound flour 150 g ground nuts A little extra powdered sugar ... and no eggs Place in a bowl Add butter Add the ground nuts and Knead the dough Form eyeball-size pieces from the dough Roll in the powdered sugar and say the Magic Words: "Sim sala bim bamba sala do saladim" Place on a greased baking pan and Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes ...AND NO EGGS Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes ...and no eggs. Back to top
I will choke until I swallow.. choke this infant here before me what is this but my reflection who am I to judge and strike you down but you're pushing and shoving me you still love me and you push it on me rest your trigger on my finger bang my head upon the fault line take care not to make me enter 'cause if I do we both may disappear but you're pushing me shoving me push it on me slipping back into the gap again I'm alive when you're touching me alive when you're shoving me down but i'd trade it all for just a little bit of piece of mind put me somewhere I don't wanna be seeing someplace I don't wanna see never wanna see that place again saw that gap again today as you were begging me to stay managed to push myself away and you, as well you put me somewhere i don't wanna be I never want to see that place again if, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay you minimize my movement anyway I must persuade you another way there's no love in fear staring down the hole again hands upon my back again survival is my only friend terrified of what may come remember I will always love you as I tear your fucking throat away it will end no other way Back to top
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some say the end is near some say we'll see armageddon soon I certainly hope we will I sure could use a vacation from this bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA the only way to fix it is to flush it all away any fucking time any fucking day learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay fret for your figure and fret for your latte and fret for your hairpiece and fret for your lawsuit and fret for your prozac and fret for your pilot and fret for your contract and fret for your car it's a bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA the only way to fix it is to flush it all away any fucking time any fucking day learn to swim I'll see you down in Arizona bay some say a comet will fall from the sky followed by meteor showers and tidal waves followed by faultlines that cannot sit still followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits some say the end is near some say we'll see armageddon soon I certainly hope we will I sure could use a vacation from this silly shit, stupid shit.. one great big festering neon distraction I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied learn to swim mom's gonna fix it all soon mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be learn to swim fuck L. Ron Hubbard and fuck all his clones fuck all those gun-toting hip gangster wannabes learn to swim fuck retro anything fuck your tattoos fuck all you junkies and fuck your short memory learn to swim fuck smiley glad-hands with hidden agendas fuck these dysfunctional insecure actresses learn to swim I'm praying for rain I'm praying for tidal waves I wanna see the ground give way I wanna watch it all go down Mom please flush it all away I wanna watch it go right in and down I wanna watch it go right in watch you flush it all away time to bring it down again don't just call me pessimist try and read between the lines I can't imagine why you wouldn't welcome any change, my friend I wanna see it all come down suck it down flush it down Back to top
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dreaming of that face again it's bright and blue and shimmerin' grinning wide and comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes on my back and tumbling down that hole and back again rising up and wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye so good to see you I've missed you so much so glad it's over I've missed you so much came out to watch you play why are you running away shrouding all the ground around me is this holy crow above me black as holes within a memory and blue as our new second sun I stick my hand into his shadow To pull the pieces from the sand which I attempt to reassemble to see just who I might have been I do not recognize the vessel but the eyes seem so familiar like phosphorescent desert buttons singing one familiar song.. prying open my third eye so good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding you thought that I had run away chasing the tail of dogma so good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding from me you thought that I had run away chasing the trail of smoke and reason prying open my third eye
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