TIME TO GET MY GUN [rocker] Cordelia, CA 1 July 2002
The situation's bad, it's time to get my gun
I'm feelin' pretty mad, it's time to get my gun
There's politicians lyin', and liars testifyin'
And preachers should be fryin', it's time to get my gun
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The time for talk is done, it's time to get my gun
Won't do no good to run, it's time to get my gun
The sandwich meat is old, the coffee's way too cold
You won't do what you're told, it's time to get my gun
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You're giving me a headache, it's time to get my gun
You're keeping me awake, it's time to get my gun
My brother is a dirtbag, my neighbor is a fat hag
My yard is toxic slag, it's time to get my gun
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The barber messed my haircut, it's time to get my gun
TV's making me nutz, it's time to get my gun
You're wearing too much pink, you dog's butt stinks,
I don't like what you think, it's time to get my gun
I MELTED THE PRESIDENT [ragtime] Sonoma - Santa Rosa, CA 1 July 2002
I'm really sorry 'bout what I did
I melted the president, what a mess
Microwaved him much too long
Microwaved him much too long
Now we'll need a new one (new one)
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It was just an accident
I'm sorry I melted the president
I just wanted to crack his glaze
I just wanted to crack his glaze
It's not one of his better days
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I didn't mean to melt him down
I promise not to do it again
Melting the president wasn't fun
Melting the president wasn't fun
(Well maybe just a little fun)
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[instrumental]
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I'm sorry I melted the president
I'm sorry I melted the president
I'm sorry I melted the president
The author wants to make it perfectly clear that it is not acceptable,
nor is it a very good idea, to deal with any politician by shooting,
melting, shredding, impaling, frying, lacerating, tar-and-feathering,
horsewhipping, hanging/strangling, devouring, irradiating, drowning,
or otherwise applying brute force to them. Such an approach wouldn't
teach them anything, and their punishment would be much too brief.
ALMOST THE END [techno-bluze] Santa Rosa, CA 3 July 2002
You're sucking up smog like it's oxygen
It's all going into your head (head head)
You're sucking up Listerine like lemonade
It's gonna leave you dead (dead dead)
You're gonna end up some place strange
As long as it ain't in my bed (bed bed)
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[chorus:] And it's almost the end, almost the end, almost the end
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I downloaded you, I tried you out
You made me spasm, you made me shout
You showed me what life is all about
You dragged me in, you washed me out
You showed me I could still use my snout
There ain't no doubt, ain't no doubt, ain't no doubt [chorus]
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I feel no pain, takin' Vicodin
They ground my teeth down to the roots (roots)
I'm not wearing anything special
Just suntan oil and my combat boots (boots)
It's camel-toe time but who worries?
I ran out of those tight tight suits (suits) [chorus]
GIVE ME YOUR LOVE [fast pop] Santa Rosa, CA 4 July 2002
Hello Elvis, hello Disney, hello Tajima Rina
Give me your love and I'll give you my mind
Give me your love and I'll give you my soul
Give me your love and I'll try to be holy
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Every morning just brings a little rain, little rain
Every afternoon just brings more of the same
So can you blame me if I start to go insane?
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Hello Isis, hello Hitler, hello Pokey Pokey Pokey
Is this really life or just a jokey jokey jokey?
Give me your love and I'll go looking for peace
Give me your love and I'll forgive your diseases
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Every day is just another day, another way
Every night is just another night burning bright
Every noose is just a little bit too tight
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Hiya Dubya, hiya Memepool, hiya Eternity
Is this a choice or just the way it be, be, be?
Give me your love and I'll forget about me
Give me your love and I'll forget about me
INDEPENDENCE BLUES [honkytonk] Santa Rosa - Nicasio, CA 4 July 2002
I don't know what I'm doin', don't know what I'm sayin'
I feel a lot like sinnin', don't feel much like prayin'
Don't feel much like thinkin', feel like goin' drinkin'
I feel like having lotsa sex, don't mind these insects
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[chorus:]
I'm feelin' like an animal, I'm feeling like a fool
And I hope that you feel the same way too
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I don't feel much nuanced when you do a funky dance
Can't listen to your rants, just want some independence
Don't have to lose your pants, just a little extravagance
Won't worry 'bout finance, and here it comes with vengeance
[chorus]
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It's sweeter here than Santa Fe, it's Independence Day today
We're washing down Tanqueray, celebrating Independence Day
Something other than misery, watching the dust blow away
The wind comes up, the sun goes down, the music rolls away
[chorus]
THEN I INHALE [Celtic waltz] Santa Rosa, CA 5 July 2002
Looking into your eye, then I inhale
Feeling your silky thigh, then I inhale
Knowing we're gonna die, then I inhale
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Looking into the fire, then I inhale
Feeling a fresh desire, then I inhale
Grabbing the high-voltage wire, then I inhale
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[bridge:] Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale...
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Seeing the light above, then I inhale
Feeling orgasmic love, then I inhale
Falling from your shove, then I inhale
GOD CAME TO ME [metal echo] Santa Rosa, CA 6 July 2002
God came to me and told me sweet sweet things
God came to me and told me just what to do
God came to me and said I had to kill you (kill you)
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[chorus:] And I'm so glad God loves me [3x]
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God came to me, took to to a sweet sweet place
God came to me and showed me your face
God came to me, said "Leave no trace (no trace)" [chorus]
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God came to me and made me feel at home
God came to me and showed me where you're from
God came to me, showed me how to build a bomb [chorus]
IF THEY EVER [folky pop] Santa Rosa, CA 10 July 2002
If they ever catch him
I don't want to see his face
Send him to another place
If they ever catch him
I don't want to look
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If they ever catch him
I don't want to hear his story
Did he want to? Did he need to?
If they ever catch him
Let him talk to rocks
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If they ever catch him
I don't want to punish him
I don't have the time
I don't have the strength
I don't have the thumbscrews
Let the pain run off like rain
If they ever catch him
Someone else can do it
NOTHING [pop-percussive] Santa Rosa, CA 10 July 2002
You know I love you, and my love is true
Or something something something something
something something something
Ev'ry time we part, it nearly breaks my heart
Or something something something something
something something something
And I wanna die, y'know I wouldn't lie
For nothing nothing nothing nothing
nothing nothing nothing
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You could stay the night, but I know we'd fight
Over nothing nothing nothing nothing
nothing nothing nothing
Ev'ry tender sigh, ev'ry little lie
Ev'ry nothing nothing nothing nothing
nothing nothing nothing
Just pretend you care, just pretend you're there
Or something something something something
something something something
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[bridge:] And the cops are so polite
When they drag me off in the night
For nothing nothing nothing nothing
nothing nothing nothing
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Sittin' in my cell, y'know I wish you well
Or something something something something
something something something
And about midnight, they'll dim-out the lights
Or something something something
something something something something
When the switch is tossed, it's gonna send me off
To nothing nothing nothing nothing
nothing nothing nothing
LOST IN THE FUTURE [reggae] Santa Rosa, CA 12 July 2002
I've never been to the club
I've never danced to Moby
I don't know what is holy
Or what's just dumb dumb dumb
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[chorus:] Lost in the future
Yes I'm lost in the future
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It's too hot to stay inside
Hey baby, let's go for a ride
I ain't got nothing to hide
Try a taste of homicide [chorus]
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That latest screen from WIRED
Tells me why I'm so tired
Got bad genes, got bad software
But I got you, so I don't care [chorus]
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I've never been to a rave
D'ya thin that I'm worth saving?
Replace my genes with excitement
I'm ready to experiment [chorus]
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It's too hot to stay inside
Hey baby, let's go for a ride
I ain't got nothing to hide
Try a taste of homicide
Or double-double suicide
Or herky-jerky genocide
Or MSG on rice that's fried
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[chorus - repeat and fade]
SHE DREW CIRCLES [jangly] Volcano, CA 13 July 2002
She drew circles on his chest
And connected the dots with magic
Singing songs of love and magic
And sweat and bloody tears
And the circles smeared and ran
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He drew triangles on her back
And double lines between the vertices
Shouting songs of fearsome and disease
And pride and bloody pain
And the promises fell like rain
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She drew patterns on her hands
With secret symbols glowing
He drew pattern on her feet
Blueprints for excavation
And the patterns smeared and ran
And the triangles fell like rain
And the circles drowned in pain
I PLEDGE ALLEGIENCE [punko] Santa Rosa, CA 15 July 2002
I pledge allegience to the scumbags
Scumbags in the White House, White House
Thieves and liars, psycho monsters
The big ones and the little ones too
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[chorus:]
I pledge allegience to their butts
I pledge allegience to their butts
I pledge allegience to their butts
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I pledge allegience to the sh!theads
Sh!theads in the Congress, Congress
Helping us to live and die
The best Congress that cash can buy [chorus]
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I pledge allegience to the shysters
Shysters in the Supreme Court
Rewriting the Constitution
Empowering the powerful [chorus]
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I pledge allegience to the stormtroops
Stormtroops in the drug police
And terror cops and thought police
And all the power they abuse [chorus]
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I pledge allegience to America
America, Incorporated
To every crook who's in charge
And all the scum on the margins [chorus]
SUMMER SONG [fast saltydog] Santa Rosa, CA 19 July 2002
She drank EverClear / She went nuclear
She just called him queer / And let him go
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He drove down the levee / In a rebuilt Chevy
Thinkin'bout Leviticus / And Deuteronomy
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[chorus1:]
And you say you love me / but why should I give a damn
'Cause every day you're always on the lam
[instrumental]
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Summertime moved in / Slobbering like Rin-tin-tin
No more strength for sin / And no regrets
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She slid down real slow / He yelled NO NO NO!
Then he gave up and they did some more (more more)
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[chorus2:]
And you say you love me / but why should I give a fuck?
'Cause loving you is nothing but bad luck
[instrumental]
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Nearby summer lightning / Atmospehere ignition
Strap me up real tight and shove me in
[instrumental]
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[chorus3:
And you say you love me / but why should I give a shit?
'Cause loving you has made me epileptic
[instrumental]
I KNOW WHAT YOU SAID [polyrhythmic boogie] Santa Rosa, CA 19 July 2002
I know what you said / I can feel your hand
Everything is dead / and everything is grand
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I know what you said / I know what you meant
Everything is red / everything is bent
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I know what you said / I know what you wear
Everywhere I look / everywhere I stare
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I know what you said / I know how you breathe
I know that you care / I know that you'll leave
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I know what you said / I can feel your hand
Everything is dead / and everything is grand
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