Lyrics for Every Good Boy Deserves Fudge

Lyrics for Every Good Boy Deserves Fudge

Generation Genocide

(Instrumental)

Let It Slide

Let it slide
Let it slide
Let it slide
Let it slide
They can make it sound so nice
Everybody's got a price Oh ho ho ho
Give it away
Give it away
Give it away
Give it away
Nobody's here to stay
Lay on you to the grave Oh ho ho ho

Try to hide
Try to hide
Try to hide
Try to hide
Everybody's got a price
They can make it sound so nice Oh ho ho ho

Hell to pay
Hell to pay
Hell to pay
Hell to pay
Lay on you to the grave
Nobody's here to stay Oh ho ho ho

Good Enough

Well I've made mistakes that I'm sure I'll make again
Guess I liked 'em enough the first time around
No way to fight 'em
No use denying the way it grows uh-huh

Whatever happened
Never thought for a second that I'd let go uh-huh

Everybody says you must have lost your head
Well one more time is good enough for me
Yeah one more time is good enough for me

Mmmm - It's hard road to your heart
And there was a time when
I never thought I'd get that far uh-huh

Everybody says you must have lost your head
Well, one more time is good enough for me
Yeah, one more time is good enough for me

Something So Clear

Gray skies feel so good today
Gray skies feel so good today
Bring me cold coloring
Clear as we prayed out of the way

Never thought of something so clear
Never thought of something so clear
Cut us so bad

Should have seen it coming
Should have seen it coming
Like a butterfly out in the rain - yeah

Didn't see it coming
Didn't see it coming
Like a bad timing on the sun - oh

Never thought of something so clear
Never thought of something so clear
Cut us so bad

There's a certain comfort in being confused
I find certain comfort in being confused
It's clear to me, it's clear to you
No more confusion with her

Never thought of something so clear
Never thought of something so clear
Cut us so bad - bad

Thorn

I've got a thorn in my side about the size of your lie
I feel it sticking through
I feel it sticking through
You are watching me with such intensity
It doesn't matter what I do
It doesn't matter what I do

Take your eyes off me
Maybe then you'll see
The whole world's tingling at you
The whole world's watching you

You're just a thorn in my side
Wasted effort wasted time

It doesn't matter what I do
It doesn't matter what I do
It doesn't matter what I do
Your world is dying too

Into The Drink

You're messing baby, messing hard
Messing all the time messing sugar, messin' with me
You're messing in my mind

Well I don't got what you want
And I don't care what you think
Better back off, back off, back off baby
You'll get dumped into the drink Into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink

I don't need your judgement and I don't believe your lies
And I don't feel your lousy love
I got rights to exercize

But I don't got what you want
And I don't care what you think
Better back off, back off, back off, baby
You'll get dumped into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink
With your useless piece of weaponry
You'll never shoot me down
If I didn't do it, no one good could waste another round

Well, I don't got what you want
And I don't care what you think
Better back off, back off, back off, baby
You'll get dumped into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink

Broken Hands

I could see you coming from miles away
I didn't want to know, no not today
I could feel you coming
I felt so out of touch
Hangin' on so tight for life
While the bones in your hand got crushed

How come I always know
When the worst is gonna come
Sometimes it's so hard to know
When you can't change what's gonna come

How could they make you go
How could they break your hands
How come I always have to know these things I can't stand

I loved your fragile fingers
So thin, so smooth, so long
I lose my mega memory
How did we ever get along

I loved your fragile fingers
Oh - how they used to soothe me
I need to hear you play again
To smooth my hard feeling

How come they made you go
How come they broke your hands
How come I always have to know
How come I never understand
I never understand - oooh understand

Who You Drivin' Now No . . . .No
Hey hey hey hey hey girl
Watch what you're doing
The way you keep running 'round
Gonna be your ruin
Driving reckless in your Pinto
Full tank of gas
When you kick me around girl
Gonna be one hell of a blast

Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Who you drivin' now

Hey hey hey, hey hey girl
Wrap him around your finger
All the boys follow you
But you just have to see her
You're drivin' that T-Bird
But the gauge is on empty
Don't get in, don't look back
You got no fuel to burn

Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Who you drivin' now

Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Who you drivin'
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Who you drivin'
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Who you drivin'
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Who you drivin' now
Now!

Move Out

A day's so long without
A day's so long with it
Confounded, so crowded move out
Move right along, alone, move right along
I've been surrounded, so hounded, move out

Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
It isn't this way
Move out

Step from the right side
Move to the outside
Change all directions
Leave no reflections
Move out

Keep out the inside
Use the tricks you've tried
Which leave no reflection
And change all direction
Move out

Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
It isn't this way
Move out

Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
It isn't this way

Shoot The Moon

Looking for life in the back of your mind
Looking so hard you're going blind
Swear you tasted it down the sun
Sooner or later darkness will come

(it's getting darker, it's getting darker
it's getting darker, it's getting there)

On your high horse overlookin' the plains
You're in a place where no one remains
Shoot the moon it's already shot
It's coming for you or all you got

(it's coming at you, it's so ugly
it's so scary, it's soo)

Shoot the moon
What you got's been shot to hell
Shoot the moon
What you got's been shot to hell
Shoot the moon
What you got's been shot to hell

Can't keep ahold on her what is it she found
You know you've got to
She's no longer around
Can't keep ahold on her
What is it she found
You know you've got her
She's no longer around

Shoot the moon
It's no longer there, no longer there, no longer there
No longer there, no longer there, no longer there

Fuzz Gun '91

(Instrumental)

Pokin' Around

Alone in the kitchen with the crap in the cupboard
You save for later for when he leaves you all alone
You're so excited he's finally gone
You used to miss him
Now you're so turned on
You used to miss him
Now you're so turned on
Pokin' around gotten out of hand
I feel for you
I feel for you
Pokin' around
Lover you can't stand
I feel for you
I feel for

I hover above you
Looking over your shoulder
In the dingy kitchen you're looking so much older
He's out on the town looking for you

Living with your lies
You make your own truth
Living with your lies
You make your own truth

Pokin' around
Gotten out of hand
I feel for you
I feel for you

Pokin' around
What's another hope
I feel for you
I feel for you

Pokin' around
Lover you can't stand
I feel for you
I feel for you

Don't Fade IV

My dreams are turned to rust
Leaving nothing and nothing's enough today, today
So broken up, way down inside
Too hurt to try to hide away, away

I had that dream again last night
That I woke up to everything alright
Dreams, don't fade away
Dreams, don't fade into another sunny day

Out my window it only gets worse
In my mirror it's getting worse
Love's away

I had that dream again last night
That I woke up to everything alright
Dreams, don't fade away
Dreams, don't fade into another shitty day

(I had this dream last night
the same dream again and again
I dreamed I'm awake and every thing is awake)

Dreams, don't fade away
Dreams
Don't fade away

Check-Out Time

He checked out, gone for good
He checked out without a doubt
Like a regular guy
Like you or me
Unfinished business
His still small voice
Lived and died in his head

No one else could hear when it told him loud and clear
It's check-out time
It's check-out time

He was always good at following directions
He ran them out till the end of the line
He did what he was told
Step by step

He never wondered enough
If it might get wrong
If the voice he heard was a voice of a liar
He took it in stride 'till they told him

It's check out time
Check-out time
Check-out time
Check-out time
Check-out time



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