02. eulogy
03. h
04. useful idiot
05. forty six & 2
06. message to harry manback
07. hooker with a penis
08. intermission
09. jimmy
10. die eier von satan
11. pushit
12. cesaro summability
13. aenema
14. (-) ions
15. third eye
Stinkfist
Something has to change
Undeniable dilemma
Boredom's not a burden anyone
should bear
Constant over stimulation numbs me and I wouldn't have it any other way
It's not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I don't want it
I just need it
To
feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive
Finger deep within the borderline
Show me that you
love me and that we belong together
Relax, turn around and take my hand
I can help
you change tired moments into pleasure
Say the word and we'll be well upon our way
Blend and balance pain and comfort deep within you till you will not have me any other
way
It's not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I don't want it
I just need
it
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive
Knuckle deep inside the borderline
This may
hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to
Relax
Slip away
Something kinda sad
about the way that things have come to be
Desensitized to everything
What became of
subtlety? How can it mean anything to me if I really don't feel anything at all? I'll keep
digging till I feel something
Elbow deep inside the borderline
Show me that you love me
and that we belong together
Shoulder deep within the borderline
Relax, turn around and
take my hand
Eulogy
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
So long
We
wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well then, so long
Don't cry
Or
feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried
Standing above the
crowd he had a voice that was strong and loud
We'll miss him
Ranting and pointing his
finger at everything but his heart
We'll miss him
No way to recall what it was that you
had said to me, Like I care at all
So loud
You sure could yell
You took a stand on every
little thing and so loud
Standing above the crowd, he had a voice so strong and loud and
I swallowed his facade cuz I'm so eager to identify with someone above the ground,
someone who seemed to feel the same, someone prepared to lead the way, with
someone who would die for me
Will you? Will you now? Would you die for me? Don't you
fuckin lie
Don't you step out of line
Don't you fuckin lie
You've claimed all this time that
you would die for me
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy? You had
a lot to say
You had a lot of nothing to say
Come down
Get off your fuckin cross
We
need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr
To ascend you must die
You must be
crucified for your sins and your lies
Goodbye
H
What's coming through is alive
What's holding up is a mirror
But what's singing songs
is a snake looking to turn this piss to wine
They're both totally void of hate, but killing me
just the same
The snake behind me hisses what my damage could have been
My blood
before me begs me open up my heart again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again
considerately
Venomous voice, tempts me, drains me, bleeds me, leaves me cracked and
empty
Drags me down like some sweet gravity
The snake behind me hisses what my
damage could have been
My blood before me begs me open up my heart again
And I
feel this coming over like a storm again
I am too connected to you to slip away, to fade
away
Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me, and considerately killing me
Without the skin, beneath the storm, under these tears the walls came down
And the
snake is drowned and as I look in his eyes, my fear begins to fade recalling all of those
times
I could have cried then
I should have cried then
And as the walls come down and
as I look in your eyes my fear begins to fade recalling all of the times I have died and will
die
It's all right
I don't mind
I am too connected to you to slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me, and considerately killing me
useful idiot
no lyrics
Forty-Six & 2
My shadow's Shedding skin and I've been picking scabs again
I'm down
digging through my old muscles looking for a clue
I've been crawling on my belly clearing
out what could've been
I've been wallowing in my own confused and insecure delusions
for a piece to cross me over or a word to guide me in
I wanna feel the changes coming
down
I wanna know what I've been hiding in my shadow
Change is coming through my
shadow
My shadow's shedding skin I've been picking my scabs again
I've been crawling
on my belly clearing out what could've been I've been wallowing in my own chaotic and
insecure delusions
I wanna feel the change consume me, feel the outside turning in
I
wanna feel the metamorphosis and cleansing I've endured within my shadow
Change is
coming
Now is my time
Listen to my muscle memory
Contemplate what I've been
clinging to
Forty-six and two ahead of me
I choose to live and to grow, take and give
and to move, learn and love and to cry, kill and die and to be paranoid and to lie, hate
and fear and to do what it takes to move through
I choose to live and to lie, kill and give
and to die, learn and love and to do what it takes to step through
See my shadow
changing, stretching up and over me soften this old armor
hoping I can clear the way by
stepping through my shadow, coming out the other side
Step into the shadow
Forty six
and two are just ahead of me
message from harry manback
no lyrics
Hooker with a Penis
I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a dope beastie-tee, nipple
rings, and new tattoos that claimed that he was OGT, from '92, the first EP
and in
between sips of coke he told me that he thought we were sellin' out, layin' down, suckin'
up to the man
Well now I've got some advice for you, little buddy
Before you point the
finger you should know that I'm the man, and if I'm the man, then you're the man, and
he's the man as well so you can point that fuckin' finger up your ass
All you know about
me is what I've sold you, Dumb fuck
I sold out long before you ever heard my name
I
sold my soul to make a record, Dip shit, and you bought one
So I've got some Advice for
you, little buddy
Before you point your finger You should know that I'm the man, If I'm
the fuckin' man then you're the fuckin' man as well So you can Point that fuckin' finger up
your ass
All you know about me is what I've sold you, Dumb fuck
I sold out long before
you ever heard my name
I sold my soul to make a record, Dip shit, And you bought one
All you read and Wear or see and Hear on TV Is a product Begging for your Fatass dirty
Dollar So
Shut up and Buy my new record Send more money Fuck you, buddy
intermission
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Jimmy
What was it like to see the face of your own stability suddenly look away leaving
you with the dead and hopeless? Eleven and she was gone
Eleven is when we waved
good-bye
Eleven is standing still, waiting for me to free him by coming home
Moving me
with a sound
Opening me within a gesture
Drawing me down and in, showing me where
it all began, Eleven
It took so long to realize that you hold the light that's been leading
me back home
Under a dead Ohio sky, defending his light, and wondering
where the
hell have I been? Sleeping, lost, and numb
So glad that I have found you
I am wide
awake and heading home
Hold your light, Eleven
Lead me through each gentle step by
step by inch by loaded memory
I'll move to heal as soon as pain allows so we can reunite
and both move on together
Hold your light, eleven
Lead me through each gentle step by
step by inch by loaded memory 'till one and one are one, eleven, so glow, child, glow
I'm
heading back home
Die Eier von Satan
Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker Ein Viertel Teelöffel Salz Eine
Messerspitze türkisches Haschisch Ein halbes Pfund Butter Ein Teelöffel Vanillenzucker Ein
halbes Pfund Mehl Einhundertfünfzig Gramm gemahlene Nüsse Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
und keine Eier In eine Schüssel geben Butter einrühren Gemahlene Nüsse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten Augenballgroße Stücke vom Teig formen Im Staubzucker wälzen und
Sagt die Zauberwörter Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim Auf ein gefettetes Backblech
legen und Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und KEINE EIER Bei
zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und Keine Eier
Pushit
I will choke until I swallow
Choke this infant here before me
What is this but my
reflection? Who am I to judge and strike you down? But you're pushing and shoving me
You still love me and you pushit on me
Rest your trigger on my finger, bang my head
upon the fault line
Take care not to make me enter
'cause if I do we both may
disappear
But you're pushing me, shoving me
Pushit on me
Slipping back into the gap
again
I'm alive when you're touching me, alive when you're shoving me down
But i'd
trade it all for just a little bit of piece of mind
Put me somewhere I don't wanna be
Seeing someplace I don't wanna see
Never wanna see that place again
Saw that gap
again today as you were begging me to stay
Managed to push myself away, and you, as
well
If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay, you minimize my movement anyway, I
must persuade you another way
There's no love in fear
Staring down the hole again
Hands upon my back again
Survival is my only friend
Terrified of what may come
Just
remember I will always love you, even as I tear your fucking throat away
But it will end
no other way
cesaro summability
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Ænema
Some say the end is near
Some say we'll see armageddon soon
I certainly hope
we will
I sure could use a vacation from this bullshit three ring circus sideshow of Freaks
here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away
Any fucking time
Any fucking day
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay
Fret
for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your lawsuit
and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for
your car
It's a bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking
hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away
Any fucking time
Any fucking
day
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay
Some say a comet will fall from the
sky
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves
Followed by fault lines that cannot sit
still
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits
Some say the end is near
Some say
we'll see armageddon soon
I certainly hope we will cuz I sure could use a vacation from
this Silly shit, stupid shit
One great big festering neon distraction, I've a suggestion to
keep you all occupied
Learn to swim
Mom's gonna fix it all soon
Mom's comin' round to
put it back the way it ought to be
Learn to swim
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and Fuck all his
clones
Fuck all those gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes
Learn to swim
Fuck retro
anything
Fuck your tattoos
Fuck all you junkies and Fuck your short memory
Learn to
swim
Fuck smiley glad-hands With hidden agendas
Fuck these dysfunctional, Insecure
actresses
Learn to swim
Cuz I'm praying for rain and I'm praying for tidal waves I wanna
see the ground give way
I wanna watch it all go down
Mom please flush it all away
I
wanna watch it go right in and down
I wanna watch it go right in
Watch you flush it all
away
Time to bring it down again
Don't just call me pessimist
Try and read between the
lines
I can't imagine why you wouldn't Welcome any change, my friend
I wanna see it all
come down
suck it down
flush it down
(-) ions
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Third Eye
Dreaming of that face again
It's bright and blue and shimmering
Grinning
wide and comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes
On my back and tumbling
down that hole and back again rising up and wiping the webs and the dew from my
withered eye
In Out In Out In Out A child's rhyme stuck in my head
It said that life is
but a dream
I've spent so many years in question to find I've known this all along
"So
good to see you
I've missed you so much
So glad it's over
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play
Why are you running?" Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me
Black as holes within a memory and blue as our new second
sun
I stick my hand into his shadow to pull the pieces from the sand
Which I attempt to
reassemble to see just who I might have been
I do not recognize the vessel, but the
eyes seem so familiar
Like phosphorescent desert buttons singing one familiar song
So
good to see you
I've missed you so much
So glad it's over
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play
Why are you running away?" Prying open my third eye
So
good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding
And you thought that I had
run away
Chasing the tail of dogma
I opened my eye and there we were
So good to
see you once again I thought that you were hiding from me
And you thought that I had
run away
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason
Prying open my third eye