1. |
Bumping Uglies
04:02
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We went bumpin Uglies
in the middle of the night
I was wasted she was right
that I shouldn't a done something
that would make us feel the fight
It was cheaper than a Drink
and cleaner than a fight
it hit below the Belt and
made us feel just really right
Had to bribe my sister
had to sell the car
Oops had to kill the maid
cause she saw us naked in the light
Oh,
Bumpin Uglies
We had to shoot some Hostages
while taken out the Bank
we burned a local Cop
his Girlfriend
and a big Fat Tank
We burned a Hundred thousand
as we lounged in fire light
the Hearth was burnin out but
we were burnin really bright
Bumpin Uglies
Had my hand up her Dress
and the other on the wheel
no we did't see the oil tank
we did't see the warning light
found pieces of our Skulls
fingerprints and nail
piercings through
our Genitals
and Tattoos on our Tails
Sayin
We shouldn't a bumped Uglies
in the middle of the night
I was wasted she was right
that I shouldn't a done something
that would make us feel the fight
It was cheaper than a Drink
and cleaner than a fight
it hit below the Belt and
made us feel just really right
Bumpin Uglies
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2. |
Dancing dumb
03:52
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Take a stop
in Queens
my cab on your steam
on the edge of night
Followed you Queens
my cab on your steam
I'm Dancing Dumb for You
I had a need and now it's seed for another deed
got caught between my feet
I'm Dancing Dumb for You
I had a need and now it's seed for another deed
got caught between your teeth
I'm Dancing Dumb for You
My heart's on the street
where the beats the creed
try to beat the heat of you
take a look in me
tell me what you see
I had a need and now it's seed for another deed
got tangled in my feet
I'm Dancing Dumb for You
I had a need and now it's seed for another deed
got caught between your teeth
I'm Dancing Dumb for You
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3. |
Dead in the Ghetto
04:01
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Always playing the Weasel
always robbing your Bank
or your House
always playing the numbers
for the pusher
defending his Gangland ground
Cop on the beat
bad boy nigger
robbing the liquor store
rapping as he lands face down
Dead in the Ghetto
Always plays the good guy
always wears a cracker Tie
an Ivy leauger with a Trust fund
or a Nazi clown
lawyers drinking Martinis
or bear drunk Frat boys amuck on the town
cheering their favorite
football team
rich or drunk or wearing a Viking Crown
Dead in the Ghetto
Always wears a Hook Nose
always owns a bank
always making a business deal
or just the Kike pulling the strings
always Bad to Palestinians
conspiring to steal their lands
Illuminatious
or just plain being a Jewish wimp
Dead in the Ghetto
Playing the Ghetto
His sisters charming
she studies a lot
takes care of the house
cooks for his friends
she has a book under her arm
when she gets Poped
Always plays the victim
pretty schoolgirl playing sex
always playing the hooker for the pusher
young and hard and cool and fresh
frigid older woman business suit
superwoman mother damsel in distress
waiting for our hero to feel under her dress
Dead in the Ghetto
Playing the Ghetto
Dead in the Ghetto
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4. |
Guantanamo
04:58
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Boxes and numbers of paper trails
i'm on you like a kiss on a veil
like a tap on your life
i dig you to death
give me some names
and show me some love of your own
Bombs and lovers they don't mix
if your a lover let's see some tricks
of your own
If I could i only live like you
Lie like you
i'd be holding you
No more lovin
No more torture and thrills
No more life
No more lust
No more livin in Dust
if your a lover let's hear some prayers
of your own
Some day i'll
get out a hear and what will i do
maybe i will visit you
in the freedom zoo
in the freedom zoo
Boxes and numbers of paper trails
i'm on you like a kiss on your veil
like a tap on your life
i dig you to death
give me some names
and show me some love of my own
Bombs and lovers they don't mix
if your a lover let's see some tricks
of your own
No more lovin
No more torture and thrills
No more life
No more lust
No more livin in Dust
if your a lover let's hear some prayers
of your own
If I could i only think like you
Live like you
i'd be holding you
If I could i only live like you
Lie like you
i'd be holding you
Some day i'll
get out a hear and what will i do
maybe i will visit you
in the freedom zoo
in the freedom zoo
They're letting me out of Guantanamo
They're letting me out of Guantanamo
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5. |
It ain't Easy
03:33
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When you first meet a girl
you wanna take her clothes off
you wanna whisper in her ear
everything's gonna be
off the mountain
and down softy
Land on a thousand pillows
It ain't easy
It ain't easy anymore
when you first get the job as leader
of the Free world
you think it's gonna be an easy way on
everybody's agreeing with you
they say hey that's a good Idea
i'll sign that
but then you see you lost the War
It ain't easy anymore
when you first take
you r hand to the Brush of Life
you wanna paint a world full of Love light
and Paradise is beautiful
Fishes Trees and Butterflies
but the Shadows come and
people loose themselves
in the night
It ain't easy anymore
around the corner
the might be more
this might be all
this can't be all
there might be more
There's a pair on the stairs
they can hardly get there words out
their bodies are heaving with the Pain of Love
the night is warm and wet
and you can feel their Hope in a Cloud
that this Time it'll be alright
It ain't easy anymore
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6. |
Just for You
03:47
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New Shirt for You
New Skirt for You
Tied me up for you
my Blues to Greys for you
Rude to Dudes for you
make a Show for You
come and go for you
Hard for you
Heart to Heart for you
Head to Toe for you
Over heels for you
Touch my tongue to nose to toes for you
Just for you Oh
Just for you Oh
So Now
so Wow for you
Lead to gold for you
new Car for you
A little Cold for you
Can't get over you
Don't know me from You
To Slow for you
Earth Quakes for You
Shake for you
bread to wine for you
winter timed for you
wine to Wo's for you
Just for you
Just for you OH
So Now
So Wow for you
So Down
so Loud for you
And I cry myself to Sleep
War cries at the Lawyers
Who will Pay
Tongue whippings
You say I still long for her
But you do not Accuse
You just followed her
To Sleep
Slip and slide for you
Can't Divide from you
Hung my pride for you
Took a Dive for you
Walk the Miles for you
a little wild for you
Committed Crimes for you
dropped a dime for you
Now I'm through with you
Paid my Dues Now
I'm Done with you
New Bar for you
New Star for you
Runnin Crunch and runs for you
Don't know Me from You
Just for you
Just for you OH
So Down
So Now for you
So Loud
So Wow for you
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7. |
Loss is a Possession
02:32
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Her tongue in my head
lazy in bed
the race she won by waiting
loss is a possession
the letters I sent
addressed to impress
never again losing fast by waiting
and loss is a possession
Little by little I disintegrate
and hope for hate and always
shame at my loss
when i'm taught and turned
and loss is a possession
lie if you can
get by if you can
to me you'll always be
a loss is a possession
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8. |
Marry the World
03:26
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The sinners
The rabble-rousers
Politicians and Grandmas
TV sitcom actors
The mountains & canyons
Suicide bombers
And waves
Armies of the starving
And children of all languages
The tall and short thinkers
The concrete jungle dwellers
Prostitute musses witches and cops
The rich of heart
And the secret mysteries
Tomorrow I will marry the world
The sun and the moon
The cat
The idiot
The Artisan
& the monkey
Tomorrow I will marry the world
Tomorrow I will marry the world
Spaghetti
& mountains of chocolate cake
Intelligent materials
Quantum lovers
Simple methodical winners
Super heroes & filmmakers
Dancers and punks
Warm socks
& cold blustery Fall bullets
Hair & horses
Boxers & singers
Suits and guitars
Losers & samplers
Lawyers & listeners
Dinosaur psycho preachers
& lonely cooks
Tomorrow I will marry the world
Storytellers & fingerprints
Blood and ladders
Arms and fingers
Glamour girls and shooters
Foxes & daughters
Time keepers
Athletes
Cocks and kunts
Tomorrow I will marry the World
Tomorrow I will marry the World
killers
& gods
Gigglers & poets
Windows and short short
Skirts and tempers
Msp acs pds rns php aspca cdusa
Led love death Lemon colds&
Sexual harassment shoes
And starlet
Trusses
Roses
& rust Trust
Hits hats
Keys & mirrors
Beard & brawlers
Whisky and wish lists
Strippers for peace
& Spanish for Atlantians
Beginner hair die for hustlers
The abc’s of table tennis
Tomorrow I will marry the world
Coffee champagn dads and porno
Sweat snot boobs and tears
Teeth aches & terrets
Birthdays and brunches
Skin & tapdancing elephants
Potatoes and pimples
Candles and doors
Symbols and sand
Swimming peaches
And bobbing apples
Lipstick & madness
Tomorrow I will marry the world
But will we get along
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9. |
Moca Java
03:03
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I got the shakes
Baby cakes
I'm in a a rage
Sugar babe
And I’m late
Always late
For that date
racing that pace
I need a taste of
Moca Java
Moca Java
Moca Java
Through the nose
Baby blows
Just a whiff
Gets me pissed
I’m awake
And deranged
On a stage
Of mistakes
racing that pace
I need a cup of
Moca Java
I was down for three
Couldn’t do my chore
Now I’m busy as a bee
Got love Faith love and more
But no feeling in my feet
But no feeling in my feet
y’all
I got the shakes
Baby cakes
Im in a rage
Sugar babe
When the daze
Get deranged
And I’m late
Always late
For that date
I need a taste of
Moca Java
I was down for three
Couldn’t do my chore
Now I’m busy as a bee
Got love Faith love and more
But no feeling in my feet
But no feeling in my feet
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10. |
Model
02:37
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I want a Model with that heroine Look
I want a Model with that heroine Look
I want a Model with that heroine Look
I want a Model in a bottle
Everywhere we go
people Love us
Everywhere we go
they wanna know our Names
Everywhere we go
Paparazzi
Everywhere we go
they wanna know our Games
they wanna know our Names
they wanna know our Pain
I take her Home
All skin and Bones
I still got bruises
from bones
in places we made Love
Her skin is clear
oh yes my dear
I can see what she threw up and had for lunch
I want a Model with that heroine Look
I want a Model with that heroine Look
I want a Model with that heroine Look
I want a Model in a bottle
Everywhere we go
people Love us
Everywhere we go
they wanna know our Names
Everywhere we go
Paparazzi
Everywhere we go
they wanna know our Games
they wanna know our Pain
they wanna know our Shame
Just like your mamma
I wanna girl just like the girl
who slaughtered dear ol' Dad
I want a Model with that heroine Look
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11. |
Rumors
02:55
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12. |
Shake Down
04:06
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Honest Fishes they swim in the sea
with the Sharks everywhere
they can't take a Pea
without wondering who's
Spying them on Satellite TV
who's as busy as a
busy as a busy as a be
Shake down
turn it around
Shake down
get out a town
Shake down
do it or drown
The Wolf he cool
where he go
where he go
where he got no Job no kids if he did
where he go where he be
where he go where he Know
No phone No Dogs
He don't know me No more
Shake down
turn it around
Shake down
get out a town
Shake down
do it or drown
The Ant if he was as big as a Dog
he could pull a Tain
he could be eating a Hog
or sit in a Boardroom
and Talk a the Smog
if his brain was as Big as a Dinosaur's
or a political whore
or a Nuclear Core
or Machines that bores those soars
that claws
that hurt the earth
Makes the Ozone Zones
trows holes in the fait of Homosapien
Gains
Playing those
Homosapien Games
Shake down
turn it around
Shake down
get out a town
Shake down
do it or drown
If God's so Smooth
why he do what he do
why he can't make soap outta woe
why he can't Forgo
Why he drink No more
Why he take a cue
and Kill New Orleans
And Make a fish like Bush
that swim in the Sea
and Bony boring bony bombin
Lama Obama lonely be
Shake down
turn it around
Shake down
get out a town
Shake down
do it or drown
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13. |
Slaves to the Blade
03:07
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You swore we'd meet again
No lies between our kind
Murderers
Honest to core of our blades
you said we'd share some peace and blood
Honest salves to the blade one lust
Honest salves to the blade one love
One line between you and death
choose your words
you'll never come again
and you feel me in your gut
then you feel me in your gut
when you feel me in your gut
then you feel me
you said we'd share some peace and blood
Honest salves to the blade one lust
Honest salves to the blade one love
I shudder when I think
your deception was complete
you had me dancing on your blade
in the end it was fated
and I you feel you in my gut
then you feel me in your gut
when you feel me in your gut
then you feel me in your gut
you said we'd share some peace and blood
Honest salves to the blade one lust
Honest salves to the blade one love
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Post Holocaust Pop
furious minimalism!
php, seit 1998, echte berliner
Kunstszeneband.
Rare aber grossartige Konzerte.
absurde Poesie, Tanzeinlagen und ein feinsinniges Stilgemetzel
Howard Katz Gesang/Tanz, Felix Zoepf Gitarre/Bass, Matthias Herrmann Violoncello/Casio Sk60 und Ansgar Tappert Schlagzeug/Blockflöte.
php, since 1998, original Berlin Art scene Band
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