coffee man
———-
coffee man
straight to the adrenal gland
gives me super powers?
ohhhhh 1/8″, just a pinch..
understand?!?!
time dad and new girl
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my dad travelled back in time
to tell you that you would be mine
but you weren’t there, you’d jumped ahead
to warn him of the things he’d said
pizza
rock & roll
you should spend the night.
i want to respect you!!!!!!
moon shivers
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moon shivers
in the open field
times are shifting
beneath your stiletto heel
ghosts on the moon
——————
the angle of the sun right now
is lining me up with that someone
i wanna listen to the static
in her head
cause she’s not dead
ghosts on the moon I instant message (IM) you
ghosts in machines: put the pixels in order
and i want to say that was an order
i wanna listen to the static in tha
static in thee
static in thy ..
pizza man (thin crust)
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pizza man, pizza man
pizza, car, and you
pizza man, pizza man
calling out 2 u
pizza man, pizza man
pizza party thanx 2 u
you fucking monster
(i still respect you)
you and me are wee movers of cheese
pizza man, pizza man
FUCK THIS PLANET
factory farms, religious madness
and why i’m here i’ll never understand!
now i HATE MYSELF AGAIN!!!!
HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED?!?!?
“$19.95 if you have the coupon.”
pizza, man
hitler in heaven
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i’m callin’ you on your bluff
and even that’s not enough
’cause nothing’s never enough,
so LET’S GO!!!!!!!…..WE’RE THERE!!!!!!
poison diamonds and goblets filled with pungent wine
i’ve been keeping my sight on you as your suitors multiply
’cause nothin’s never n’nuff
i’m calling you on your bluff
and even that’s not enough
’cause nothing’s never enough, you know
it’s not about you as much
as it’s about all the stuff
YOU DO…..YEAH, YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
no show wintour ‘05
——————-
“god, if you’re patiently following this over my shoulder, thank you
for the pair of pidgeons perched atop a flashing neon, the overwhelming
pastel landscape, this easter egg…”
god is really real, and he is just as strong as steel.
soft science
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intro by twirli:
alright y’aow, this one goes out to that special sommbody. i think you
know who u r, and i think i know who u ain’t, so i’m about to cast a
muzikal spell on you right now, because i think i could improve the
quality of your life. let’s go.
i’m a boy,
you’re a girl,
this is not brain surgery.
but i’ve been brainwashed,
coked out on your chemistry
so sing with me:
chorus:
what can i do?
i am in love with you
daily routines, day dreams,
pass time behind the scenes
bridge:
hey, what’s up?
(who is this?)
ohhhh, nothin’ much, i just got off work. what are you up to?
(i thought i asked you not to call me…)
ohhh, that sounds great! well, are y… are we still on for tonight?
(i’m calling the police *click*)
oh, awesome, that sounds so fun! i can’t wait to see you. bye!
(*beep beep beep beep*)
(chorus/2)*2
season of blood and flesh
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for he who seeks the place of birth
never shall you see
for he who tastes the blood and flesh
never will you be free
knuckle switch limb
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jesus
jesu–
…esus
…esu–
chorus:
jesus
jesus
jes–
pizza
jesus
pesus
jezzus
amy’s big vacation!
——————-
amy goes without a warning
amy cums without a warning
amy doesn’t seek the northern star
amy comes
she doesn’t cum no more
she decided she doesn’t like THAT folklore
amy doesn’t stay at home any more
(lol)
Ken!
amy, never been to the sea alone
ghost mast, tug barge,
you built a boat in your own harbor
sim tomb
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render thin a fiscal hottie!
give it to the bent-up flimsies:
i’d trample a dogpile for that.
fancy-titted straight set of teeth-teets.
we left them bleeding for the sunday show.
crimson young dash, flee as the crow.
bitter was the vixen upon her midlife.
the midwife, brought forth by the moaning;
she’d be sent back–That bitch!–to her diamond-plated castle;
it was a heavy sentence, no doubt.
Synthesizer solo
it was a heavy sentence, no doubt.
sim city-tin,
sim city-tim,
sim city tomb.
sim city-tin,
sim city-tim,
sim city tomb.
christmas in hell
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He listens for the phone
As if somebody’s home
He doesn’t seem to mind
The days that end
Before they begin
“For us there is no such thing as good music or bad music, only whether you feel it or not. We all have different tastes, each and every one of us is entitled to his own views and we shall respect them.”
Best regards
MatrixSoul – Music Producer & Songwriter.
Buenos Aires – Argentina.
Music productions, sound mixed and mastering.
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