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Gary and the Cosmos
02:51
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Waiting around just to pretend
Like I’ve got it all worked out again
Standing there bound by walls of flesh
What I want is anyone’s guess
Will I bomb?
Will my colours fly?
What you expect - I don’t know why
Tie my shoes and push the wood
Am I just misunderstood?
But honestly I don’t know
I feel I’ve been through this before
Honestly man I’m so through with you
Waiting here in my room
Just to get struck by the Cosmos soon
Punch a hole straight through my wall
Poke my head in, stare in awe
Douse your lawn in weed killer
‘Cause you’re straight fucked up filler
Ditch the black embrace the blue
Soul power from me to you
Honestly I don’t know
I feel I’ve been through this before
Honestly man I’m so through with you
Help I’m running out of rope
They say jump and I say nope
It’s the old life from Jessie Pope
Obliterating Owen’s hope
Stab me in the fucking throat
Stab me in the throat
Where is Gary and the Cosmos?
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2. |
She's a Plant
03:08
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I wanna squeeze inside your brain
Drill a hole and slide down your face
And sit a while in your rain
Then I’ll be gone in the morning
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the head
She sits on a bench
In a little vase
She’s a plant (x5)
Let me creep inside your head
I’ve got a feeling you’re quite misled
I could stretch across your pain
And be your photosynthesis
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the
Head is part of the body
The body’s part of the head
She hides between some trees
In the wallpaper
She’s a plant (x5)
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3. |
Pansy
03:11
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Hey Pansy
A Pansy is a beautiful flower
Hey floater
She’s never gonna land on my lily pad
Insomnia
You’re always gonna give us moonburns
Hey Marceline
Are you gonna rule the Nightosphere?
And I heard that you cut off all your flowers
And I know that they took so long to grow
Would you keep one resting on your lapel?
‘Cause I’ve been burning like you wouldn’t believe
I guess I’m just a Pansy
Hey Pansy
A Pansy is a beautiful flower
Hey floater
She’s never gonna land on my lily pad
Insomnia
You’re always gonna give us moonburns
Hey Earl Nevsky
Early in the morning the sun does shine
And I heard that you cut off all your flowers
And I know that they took so long to grow
Would you keep one resting on your lapel?
‘Cause I’ve been burning like you wouldn’t believe
I guess I’m just a Pansy
He’s just a little much
She’s just not enough
They’re just a bunch of punks
We’re fantastic
This is what you should do
That’s just a little wrong
Where am I going to?
When’s this over?
Mr. Fatty Boomsticks wants to hurl a tonne of bricks
Marceline the Vampire Queen wants to play the bass guitar
I don’t wanna drive a car
That won’t get me very far
I didn’t think so
Ha-ha-ha-ha
I’m just a Pansy
She’s just a floater
Don’t you know a Pansy is a beautiful flower? (x3)
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4. |
Helium Cranium
02:27
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Packaged
Branded
Public consumes
Latest product
Helium cranium
Helium cranium (x2)
Spew plane plummets
You say ‘ahhh’
Gobble up my nutrients, go far
Helium cranium (x2)
Packaged
Branded
Public consumes
Boring, snoring, oh so replaceable
Helium cranium
Wanna put you in your place, wanna punch your fucking face
Helium cranium
Give me back my fucking hat, Kane bring Luce the baseball bat
Helium cranium
Wanna stick a pin in you, watch you fly across the room
Helium cranium
You’ve been way too mean to me, deflate your head so you can see
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5. |
Stepford Wife
02:29
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My dream girl
So polite
Dream girl
Hair smells nice
Everything she does is right
Anything less - unladylike
She’s so perfect in my mind
Fantasising all the time
Tiny brain, huge behind
She’s so perfect in my mind
I teach her tricks
Ain’t that neat?
Rewarded with
A doggy treat
I pat her head
She licks my feet
My prized possession
Soft and sweet
She’s so perfect in my head
Obsess about it in my bed
Pencil thin, almost dead
She’s so perfect in my head
My dream girl
So polite
Dream girl
Hair smells nice
Everything she does is right
Every little thing she does is right
She’s gonna be my Stepford Wife
She’s so perfect in my mind
Masturbating all the time
My damsel in distress
Smiling blind
Someday she’ll be real
She’ll be mine
My Stepford Wife
Stepford Wife (x 7)
My damsel in distress
Smiling blind
Someday she’ll be real
She’ll be all mine
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6. |
Crocodile Tears
02:58
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I like the park
It’s lots of fun
Sit on the bench
Bathe in the sun
Wave at the kids
Smell the flowers
I like the park
I’m here for hours
You tell me you love me, well I love you too
Deep down inside I feel nothing for you
Hold me tight, I need you now
It’s all crocodile tears
I go to work
Sit in a chair
I look real nice, I’m well prepared
They smile at me
So I smile back
Snake in a suit with a business card
You tell me you love me, well I love you too
Deep down inside I feel nothing for you
Hold me tight, this won’t take long
It’s all crocodile tears
You don’t care (x8)
You tell me you love me, well I love you more
Deep down inside I feel nothing at all
This psychopath just likes you in red
And I feel closer to you when you’re closer to dead
It’s all crocodile tears (x2)
You don’t care (x4)
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7. |
Moonburn
02:44
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I went outside
Just to clear my head
I can’t shake the feeling
You’re watching me
I’m sorry if I seemed a little sad today
I went around the corner
Just to catch my breath
If you can’t be happy, I can’t be happy
I’m sorry if I seemed a little dead today
Moonburn (x6)
A big surprise
Waiting in the dark
It’s got no deadlines
No crippling debt
It dances while you sink into the creepy chair
There’s a black box on the left
That I unplugged straight from the wall
The door’s locked anyway, they don’t let me in
I’m happy if I seemed a little dead today
Moonburn (x12)
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8. |
R U Going to San Fierro?
04:16
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Don’t wanna be put on the shelf
Rejuvenate my mental health
I think I’m ready to confide
Just found out there’s shoestring fries
Kick a pigeon it will fly
You don’t wanna be somebody else
Bird crap raining on your head
Black humour medicine
Soxy always on the loose
Pyramids of chocolate mousse
I’ll buy a pack and call a truce
I don’t wanna have to hate myself
You’re gone but why?
R U going to San Fierro?
Oh well good bye
Send a postcard from San Fierro
This sucks I’ll die
Somebody tell me, where’s San Fierro?
They say it’s best to love than never live at all (x3)
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9. |
120% Gnasty's Loot
02:31
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