Try to make a fool out of
me
E. Poe
Eatin' crow
Wonder if he knowed that
the raven was mad
Time passed
And words lost the last
Of the best thing he ever
had
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intention
Gotta make a fool out of
me
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intention
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool out of
me
Oh play rough
Can't get enough
So they try to make a fool
out of me
Lordy, ain't foolin' me
Ya ain't ghoulin' me
Ain't foolin' me
Ya ain't ghoulin' me
Critical Mass
(Tyler/Hamilton/Douglas)
Arriving in boats, black hooded
coats
Tormentors climbed into my
room
I crawled under my bed, covered
my head
But they're flushin' me out
with a broom
The leader, she's small,
pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be
losin' her past
Time after time, she'd be
readin' my mind
But she never got the feelin'
to last
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate
it
This is the critical mass
So far so good, I heard the
other say
So good so far, they're takin'
me away
I drink to you, your mind,
her ass
We'll take a drink and break
the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak
it
This is the critical mass
Now the tallest of two, with
a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes
on the wall
So I tell her for fun, that
it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin'
at all
She points to my heart, tellin'
me if I'm smart
I'll practice and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe
doesn't fit
And I went screaming out
down the hall
Need it
Need your love
Just then I heard a poundin'
on the door
We're all here, sang the
voice of twenty more
I drink to you alas, we'll
take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak
it
We are the critical mass
Time and space, is takin'
me away
Time erase, don't know the
time of day
Get It Up
(Tyler/Perry)
Take me on your rocking whores.
Hit the lights and shut your
doors.
Grab your ankles , ev'ryone.
Ain't my way of having fun.
Can't give it up, gotta give
it up, give it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't give it up, get it
up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up,
c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, gotta get
it up, get it up, for your fantasies
My ass don't speculate
I'm just your slave, your
master's bait
And lots of luck into the
night
Just waitin' for the bright
light fright
Can't give it up, gotta give
it up, give it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't give it up, get it
up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up,
c'mon Nancy
Get it up, gotta get it up,
c'mon Nancy
Really have a good time
Really have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine.
Up underneath her clothesline.
Really have a good time.
Love me til the sun...
Can't get it up, gotta get
it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't give it up, give it
up, give it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up,
get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, gotta get
it up, get it up...
Get it up and down and all
around
Take a ride and paint the
town
Slow me down and make it
fast
Scream almost and make it
last
You know you gotta really
have a good time
You know your really gonna,
really have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine
Up underneath the her clothesline
You know your really gonna,
really have a good time
You know you really wanna
love me till the sun can't get it up, get it up
Bright Light Fright
(Perry)
It's the dawn of the day and
I'm crashed and I'm smashed
As it is I'm feelin' like
my chips are cashed
All of my clothes strewn
all over the room
The crisis at hand is I'm
all out of zoom
I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the Good Morning News
The tricks of the night
Keepin' me in a daze
Open a bottle and I'll pull
down the shades
Glance in the mirror
Forget that it's day, time
to party again
I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the Good Morning News
Bright Light Fright, Bright
Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, c'mon gimme the knife
Bright Light Fright, Bright
Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, c'mon gimme the knife
I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the Good Morning News
Bright Light Fright, Bright
Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, c'mon gimme the knife
Bright Light Fright, Bright
Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, c'mon gimme the knife
I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the Good Morning News
Kings And Queens
(Hamilton/Kramer/Tyler/Whitford/Douglas)
Long ago in days untold
Were ruled by lords of greed
Maidens fared with gold they
dared
To bare their wombs that
bleed
Kings and queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchment laid
the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I lived this life
afore
Somehow I know now truths
I must be sure
Tossin', turnin', nightmares
burnin'
Dreams of swords in hand
Sailing ships, the Viking
spits
The blood of father's land
Only to deceive
Living times of knights and
mares
Raising swords for maidens
fair
Sneer at death, fear only
loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vu or what you please
Follows true to all who do
or die
Screams of no reply
They died
Screams of no reply
And died
Died
Lordy, lordy, they died
The Hand That Feeds
(Hamilton/Kramer/Tyler/Whitford/Douglas)
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Feel like an old diseace
Get your sweet ass off the
floor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I can't refuse any loose
harted lady anymore
I scream your name into the
crowd
You feel the flame, but yo
ain't proud
Mabye your attitude ain't
right
So all that's left for me
to do is bite
The Hand That Feeds me
Feeds me
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please
All things you put me through
What the hell you want me
to
Do all the things that uncle
John needs
I ain't the dog that bites
the Hand That Feeds me
In the middle of, with a spittle
of
Et tu like birds of a feather
When another day, love another
way
Push, shove, make love, play
Never never, never ever
Never ever, never ever
Na, na...
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please do a-what you can
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Would you please give my
life a hand
All the things you put me
trough
What the hell you want me
to
Do all the things that uncle
John needs
I ain't the dog that bites
The Hand That Feeds me, yeah
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please
(Repeat)
Sight For Sore Eyes
(Tyler/Perry/Douglas/Johansen)
Goin' downtown, goin' down,
goin' down
'Neath the city, eatin' ground
round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held
the light
That's when I knew she was
a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore
eyes
Slayin' no fair, sleepin'
under stairs
Sowntown's a pity, takin'
fair square
Under where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held
the knife
Oh holy Jesus, she's a sight
for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes (she's
a nitty gritty)
Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where it's pretty gritty
Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh, she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore
eyes
Milk Cow Blues
(Arnold)
Well I tried everything
Just to get along with you
And I'm gonna tell you just what I'm gonna do
Well I'm sick of all your cryin
When you should be leavin me alone
If you don't believe me
You pack me bags, I'm gone gone gone
Wontcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
You almost lost your love girl
When your ol man ain't around
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
When your old man ain't around
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
And you best believe I love ya baby
When your old man ain't around
Wontcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
And you best believe I love ya baby
When your old man ain't around
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