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Sonic Nurse

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Pattern Recognition

I'm a cool hunter making you my way
Like a brand name you'll replay

I will know you
I won't show you, yeah yeah
You're the one [x4]

Heat-seeking missile freak
Black magick
Scared to speak
I will know you
I won't show you, yeah yeah
Will you buy me a shaky heart
Let's forget has torn me apart

I will know you
I won't show you, yeah yeah
You're the one [x4]

Can you sell me
Yesterday's girl
Cuz everyday I feel more like her
Oh baby baby
Please don't go

Pattern recognition
Is kind of slow
Like a cool hunter watch the disarray
Keep your secret foolish head away
I will know you
I won't show you, yeah yeah
Close your eyes and feel the fun
Pattern recognition's on the run

I will know you
I won't show you, yeah yeah yeah
You're the one [x4]

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Unmade Bed

Look who's come back home again
Loser lookin' for his lucky break
This time he says he just needs a friend
Ain't on the run, he ain't on the take

Can you unlock this door babe
Will you just undo the chain
Will you take the time before you nix-out love (?)
Ease low pain (?)

Loneliness lays down his head
Wants to get you high
Better take it now
A man like that is like an unmade bed

Stayed there searching for another way out
Do you really even want this
Maybe you just don't care
All I know it takes just one kiss baby for you
He's never there

Hey I know it's kinda hard
And maybe this time it will never end
Hit-and-run lover back in yr heart
All those answered prayers
You should never have sinned
Cuz now that you're in his arms babe
Know that you're just in his way
Suckered by his fatal charm oh girl
It's time
We get away

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Dripping Dream

(I've seen the votes against her design and junk)?
The grocery bags...courier's (something...drunk?)
The tax of/taxed-out confusion and joy (?)
A pink plastic press ends the brat thing

That's right
He's gone
Wrapped-up
Chiffon
Slipped-tight
Hung-up
Street map(?)
Send-up

The shards of sweet shine the voice & foods(?)
The street map decodes the blues came due (?)
The girlfriends will love the way you cook (?)
I split release on the thrash-pan

On top
I drop
Fake-blood
Fresh blood
They're gone
For good
Except
This one

Howl inscriptions to the mother earth
O mother africa awake your son
To all the mommas with the money eyes
This kinda love comes as no surprise

The caught shadow
In sex meadow

The little darlings (dalis? haha)
Describe the scene
Appearing motions of the dripping dream
We've been searchin' for the cream-dream wax (creem?)
The late killers make the meters crack (lady-killers?)

The caught shadow
In sex meadow

Appearing motions of the dripping dream
The kinda girls who the money eyes
Howl inscriptions to the mother earth
Will mother africa awake your son

Caught shadow
In sex meadow

And little darlings describe the scene
To all the mommas with the money eyes
The perfect motions of the dripping dream
This kinda love comes in any size
The sensation shaking us from sleep
Hey the opia(?) will freak
The dripping dream and cream of wax
Disc (?) drops in your hand
And it cracks

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Kim Gordon And The Arthur Doyle Hand Cream

Your bounce to the ounce makes us want to pounce
You're just being totally perfect
On larry king you said you weren't tired
Time to put to bed the competitive edge
They say you can't say no to drama
Now you don't have to try so hard

The label says: 'don't have to wear less clothes'
Next time you take a bubble bath
Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
Before you fall and hurt someone

You say you need privacy
Broken glass everywhere
Maybe you need an emo boy
No underwear on the director's chair

You are seemingly unconscious
Of what yr body's doing
Like miss Monroe yr head don't know
Exactly what yr body's doing

Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
Before you fall and hurt someone

On TV yr soft and whispery
Delicate like angel food cake
They say if you press too hard on it
It'll squish into a dense ball
It will lose its fluffiness
That's what you get when you use a boxed mix
Can you get some satisfaction
How much are you willing to pay for

Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
Before you fall and hurt someone

What's your gut feelin' about the new deal
How's the label gonna remake you
How was your date with eminem
Did he bake you and then forsake you
Is innocence gonna still overtake you
Like arthur doyle they can't fake you
Ah mariah yr endless
Like the wind, your feelin' defenseless

Hey hey little baby break down
Button-up baby you come undone
Hey hey little baby get down
Before you fall and hurt someone

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Stones

Lights on the stones on backed-up drain
what lovers list on languid stain
we've come together to gather star
shooting up stones a pallored heart
dead or alive
there's danger
the dead are alright
with me
we're not gonna run away
we're not gonna leave you stranger
we turn the light on your lonely home
camera on the haunted stones
blood-shadow gentle painted scorn
now it's dancin' ink across your skin
hieroglyphic-lover nature-friend
the dead are alive
there's danger
the dead are alright
with me
we're not gonna run away
we're not gonna leave you stranger
we turn the light on your lonely home Dude Ranch Nurse

Keep on runnin' in the dark
dude ranch dream is fallin' apart
stolen kisses let's pretend my friend
you play sick and i will mend
let the action begin again my friend
you be patient and i'll attend
let's rehearse let's do it again
dude ranch nurse yr brand new friend
let nurse give you a shot it's something to do
took my pulse
let nurse give you a shot it's something to do
i could love you i could love you
deep sleep coming along
like a newborn colt you found
you're wrapping around the gauze
dizzy reminder
ouch she found
let nurse give you a shot, don't slip too far
i could love you
i could have you
you be cowboy and i'll allow
let me ride you til you fall
let's pretend there's nothing at all
nobody knows the shape i'm in
kiss me now it's just a sin
nobody knows the shape i'm in


New Hampshire

Trace paper fly onward
trace paper fly onward
wake? city's too high (?) (goo high?)
city skew high-upt (?)
kill us your scumbag youths
kill us your scumbag youths
youths
johnny winter
johnny winter no-show
b.b. king just turns on
the new hampshire boys
steve and joe
they're gonna be on?
they're doin' it for life
on my girly gut? who has
decimitated love with that?
with one hypertonic
melt the lead on (?)
lead-on? Paper Cup Exit

Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
through the clear light of free speech
a sudden memory dis-ease
claims the air all around me
i'm gettin' lost in the slipstream
maybe relive the same dream
of comin' in from the cold
and losin' half of my soul
memory disease
across united states
that i had told the truth
feel so high
architectural
i look to the skies
to see our bodies
they were rising up
out of the paper cup
a sea change is due
i don't seem to (?) you
touchdown on the new mason-dixon
line-up map was ripped and torn
jilted frame with all hope gone
and i don't mind if you sing a differnet song
sing a different song
just as long as you sing
sing along
it's later than it seems (x3)
time everyone came down(?)
it's what you didn't say it's what you didn't say
don't wanna be a slave
it's what you didn't-
skimmin' the tops of tall trees
through the clear light of free speech
i'm comin' in for a landing
i've got a soul (sole?) understanding
it all comes down to a word
it's just like nothin' i heard
over the rainbow in time
will be one hell of a climb
eye lights bright
the lights sweep high clear sky
sky
reminiscent
of money in your eye
unwind
(?)
i don't mind if you sing a different song
sing a different song
just as long as you sing
sing along
it's later than it seems
it's later than it seems
it's later than it seems
new ears are listening
it's what you didn't say
it's what you didn't say
don't wanna be a slave
it's what you didn't say
nothing to give away I Love You Golden Blue

Dead boy stares
strange to meet you
dead boy cares
so great to see you
is it time to go
it's a place i know
i can't read your mind
i can't find the time
i can't feel the thrill
i don't have the will
dead boy dares
believe in you
dead boy stares
afraid that you will see him
is it time to go
is it a place i know
i can't read your mind
i can't find the time
i can't feel the thrill
i don't have the will
i love you
a metallic blue
i love you
golden blue
i miss you
shine all alone
i miss you
don't know what to do
i don't glitter like the stars above
i don't glow like neon alone
don't blush it's just the wind outside
don't rush to be by my side

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Peace Attack

Three feather three-piece
peace attack
early book whistling (?)
whistle at earth
whistling the earth today or (?) off (?)
nature sex
nature sex
the only winking
remainder
three feather three-piece
peace attack
early book whistling (?)
whistle at earth
whistling the earth today or (?)
nature sex
nature sex
the only winking
remainder (reminder?)
of the great
of the great anti-hate
springtime is wartime
i'll rise to the crime-boss
electric guitar string
a bed of flowers

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