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I don't care that flowers grow for you,
And me, and me
You don't know what love is till you see,
Her standing there
A web of skin and nails and hair
A web of skin and nails and hair
And bones and bones,
And thorns
Rushing in, out her hair
You think you are alive, but you are dead
You keep, on driving in your car asleep
I'm driving in your car
I dont know why flowers grow in winter time
The sky turns gray the sun don't shine
And people rush to be on time
For warmth they wrap them selves in woolen cloaks
And hats and scarves
Like larva in their incubators
And drive and drive
[noises]
And drive and drive and drive
Until they get away

Lacrimosa

We keep on burying our dead
We keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help
The rain doesn't help

If my garden would have a fence
Then the rabbits couldn't just come in
And sit on the grass and eat all the flowers
And shit

Hi, I'm Icarus
I'm falling down
Man for judgement must prepare me
Spare oh god and mercy
Spare

Man I have a terrible feeling
That somethings gone awful wrong with the world
Is it something we made
Is it something we ate
Is it something we drank

Hi I'm Icarus
I'm falling
From the dust of earth
Returning back for judgement
We must prepare
Spare oh god and mercy
Spare me

Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa

They keep on burying our dead
They keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow
The sun doesn't help
And all we've got isn't a giant crop of names
And dates

Hi I'm Icarus, I'm falling down
On this day of tears and mourning
From the dust of earth returning
Man for judgement must
Spare me, spare oh god and mercy
Spare me

Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa

Lullaby

I know that you cannot be here
I know that you are not mine now
Looking out the window
At another window
I see toenails changing color
Like the leaves of fall
If you often smile
But often don't smile
Which do you do more often
Smile.. or not?
I dreamt a hydrant was covered in snow
A white light glowing below
I know that you cannot be here
I know that you are not mine now
Looking out the window
At another window
I see toenails changing color
Like the leaves of fall

Ne Me Quitte Pas

Down in Paris they lose their ballas and their lipdamales in the night
And stumbling through the street they say, Sir do you have a light?
And if you do then you're my friend
And if you don't then you're my foe
And if you are a deity of any sort then please don't go

Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ah ah ah
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas

Down in Lexington they walk in new shoes stuck to aging feet
And close their eyes and open
And recognize the aging street
And think about the things were right
When they were young and veins were tight
And if you are the ghost of Christmas past
Then won't you stay the night

Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ah ah ah
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ooh ooh ooh
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ah ah ah
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas

Down in Bronxy Bronx the kids go sledding
Down snow covered slopes and frozen noses, frozen toes
And the frozen city starts to glow
And yes they know it will pass
And yes they know New York will thaw
But if you're a friend of any sort
Then play along and catch a cold

Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ah ah ah
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ooh ooh ooh
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ah ah ah
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas

I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain
I love I love I Love in the rain
I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain
And I Love I love I love in the rain
I love I love I love in the rain
Down in Paris they walk fast
That is unless they're walking slow
And in cafe's they look away
That is unless they look right in
And in the corners I'm getting lost
That is unless I'm getting found
And if you are the ghost of New York City
Then won't you stick around

Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ah ah ah
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ooh ooh ooh
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas ah ah ah
Ne Me Quitte Pas mon cher
Ne Me Quitte Pas

I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain
I love I love I love in the rain
I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain
I love I love I love in the rain
And I love I love I love in the rain...

Ode To Divorce

The food that I’m eating
Is suddenly tasteless
I know I’m alone now
I know what it tastes like
So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
Like you might make a dollar
I’m inside your mouth now
Behind your tonsils
Peaking over your molars
You’re talking to her now
And you’ve eaten something minty
And you’re making that face that I like
And you’re going in, in for the kill, kill
For the killer kiss, kiss for the kiss, kiss

I need your money, it’ll help me
I need your car and I need your love x2
So won’t you help a brother out?
Won’t you help a brother out?
Won’t you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?

Just break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
You might make a dollar
Dollar, might make a dollar

So won’t you help a brother out?
Won’t you help a brother out?
Won’t you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?

So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones
(You might make a dollar)
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones

Poor Little Rich Boy

Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone
You wish that they hadn’t, you don’t wanna be alone
But they wanna kiss and they got homes of their own
Poor little rich boy all the couples have gone, they’ve gone, they’ve gone

And you don’t love your girlfriend
You don’t love your girlfriend
And you think that you should but she thinks that she’s fat
But she isn’t but you don’t love her anyway
And you don’t love your mother
And you know that you should
And you wish that you would
But you don’t anyway

Poor little rich boy, oh the world is okay
The water runs off your skin and down into the drain
You’re reading Fitzgerald, you’re reading Hemingway
They’re both super smart and drinking in the cafés

And you don’t love your girlfriend
You don’t love your girlfriend
And you think that you should but she thinks that she’s fat
But she isn’t but you don’t love her anyway
And you don’t love your mother
And you know that you should
And you wish that you would
But you don’t anyway

You’re so young, you’re so goddamn young
You’re so young, you’re so goddamn young
You’re so young, you’re so goddamn young
You’re so goddamn young
You’re so goddamn young
You’re so young, you’re so goddamn young
You’re so young, you’re so goddamn young
You’re so goddamn young

And you don’t love your girlfriend
And you don’t love your girlfriend
And you don’t love your girlfriend
And you don’t love your girlfriend

Carbon monoxide

Carbon monoxide
Soon i’ll go to sleep
If I don’t got my socks on right
They slide right off of my feet
As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk
Walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk

Carbon monoxide
As I take you home
The first time I get my socks on right
But I don’t have a gas mask on
As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a,
Walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a
Walk you home
Yeah
I’m so cool, I’m so cool, I’m so cool
Walk-a, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk,
Walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a
Walk you home
Yeah
I’m so cool, I’m so cool, I’m so cool

Come on daddy x8

Carbon monoxide
Soon we’ll go to sleep
No one will notice we’re gone
Cause we don’t have a job to keep
They’ll just say that we’re being lazy
Sex-crazed, sex-crazed
They’ll just say we’re living our whole life in bed
And we’ll be in bed but we’ll be oh so very much
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, D-dead
Yeah
But we’re so cool, we’re so cool, we’re so cool
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, D-dead
Dead
But we’re still cool, we’re still cool, we’re still cool

Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on, come on, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Carbon monoxide
Carbon monoxide

The Flowers

The flowers you gave me are rotting and still I refuse to throw them away
Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully
They might so I'm waiting and staying awake
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep
I'll never know if I go to sleep

The papers around me are piling
And twisting regina the paper back mummy
What then
I'm taking the knife to the books that i own
And chopping and chopping and boiling soup from stone
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep
I'll never know if I go to sleep
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep
I'll never know if I go to sleep

Us

They made a statue of us
And it put it on a mountaintop
Now tourists come and stare at us
Blow bubbles with their gum
Take photographs have fun, have fun

They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault
Then they'll give us a talking to
Then they'll give us a talking to
Because they've got years of experience

We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious

We wear our scarves just like a noose
But not 'cause we want eternal sleep
And though our parts are slightly used
New ones are slave labor you can keep

We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious

They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
The tourists come and stare at us
The sculptor's mama sends regards
They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
Our noses have begun to rust
We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
Were living in a den of thieves

And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious

Sailor Song

She will kiss you til your lips bleed
But she will not take her dress off
Americana
Tropicana
All the sailor boys have demons
They sing oh kentucky why did you forsake me
If I was meant to sail the sea why did you make me
It should have been another state
Oh stay...

Cause Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch

Does it matter that our anchor
Couldn't even reach the bottom of a bath tub
And the sails reflect the moon it's such a strange job
Playing blackjack on the deck
Still...Atop this giant puddle
Dressed in white we quietly huddle with our missiles
And we miss the girls back home
Oh home sweet home...

Cause Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch

She will kiss you til your lips bleed
But she will not take her dress off
Americana, tropicana
Americana, tropicana
Americana, tropicana