Binge and Purge 
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1. Apathetic 
2. Plugg 
3. PS Hell
4. Binge & Purge 
5. Mom 
6. Superstrong 
7. This Is Serious 
8. Whole Lotta BS 
9. 2 Bad 4 You 
10. 11 
11. Rip U
12. C.I.L.L. 
 
Apathetic 

                 I got run over and I don't care 
                 My stereo got stolen and I don't care 
                 The casserole is burning and I don't care 
                 The phone is broken and I don't care 
                 I don't care I don't care 
                 I farted on the train and I don't care 
                 Pissed in the rain and I don't care 
                 My cat shat on my pillow and I don't care 
                 My toenail is ingrown and I don't care 

                 People say I'm apathetic, 
                 I don't care and I'm pathetic 
                 I don't have any aesthetics because I'm so apathetic 

                 I'm gonna die and I don't care 
                 Never know why and I don't care 
                 Sleep between my thighs and I don't care 
                 Never see me cry and I don't care 

                 People say I'm apathetic, 
                 I don't care I don´t regret it 
                 I don't have any aesthetics because I'm so apathetic 

                 The world is ending and I don't care 
                 Got a pimple on my butt but I don't care 
                 Theres gum on my shoe and I don't care 
                 Got a cat and hes a mutt but I don't care 

                 I don't care I don't care 
                 People say I'm apathetic, I don't care and I don't let it 
                 Bother me in any way 
                 These people come around every single day 
                 Nothing to do and nothing to say 
                 They're just like you so get the hell away! 
                 Apathetic! 
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Plugg 

                 I've got quite a pain inside of my...yeah 
                 I must plug it up with a... 
                 You may never know what it feels like to have 
                 Might know pain but never pain like this....what a 
                 drag...to be on the rag. 
                 Gotta have some chocolate it tastes sooo good 
                 Leave me alone because I will.... 
                 Gonna give you my eyes of death, don't look at me 
                 Pain, pain, so much pain, pain in the liquid 

                 What a drag when I feel life this way 
                 I know that I just can't get away 
                 Trapped in a hell thats created by me 
                 No escape from the blood runnin' free 
                 What a drag, what a drag, what a fucking drag 
                 What a fucking drag, what a drag 

                 Run from the street right into the bathroom 
                 Rip the plug right out of my...yeah 
                 Rivers run red red and thick now don't you 
                 Throbbing pelvis underneath the rag 
                 What a drag.... 

                 Chorus 
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P.S. Hell 

                 Cuttin' in the bathroom, waiting for that bell 
                 They say its high school but I think its hell 
                  Puffin' a joint into the vent, been up all night and I feel spent 
                 Guard's around the corner so I better work fast or this 
                 suspension will be my last 
                 Stone walls, tile floors, sick of all these dictators. 
                 Get a note to go to the nurse, I run in the office and steal her 
                 purse 
                 Go out, get drunk in the park, hang out late until its dark 
                 Don't get up the next day, I just stay home and sleep 
                 Hate my classes anyway, aint been there for weeks, no 

                 Now I'm out and things are better 
                 No more JAPs in cashmere sweaters, no more jocks in tall 
                 sweat socks 
                 Now I'm failing all my classes, trying to cheat off that 
                    with the glasses 
                 I'm going to P.S. Hell 

                 Cuttin' in the bathroom, waiting for that bell 
                 They say its high school but I think its hell 
                 Puffin' a joint into the vent, been up all night and I feel spent 
                 Guard's around the corner so I better work fast or this 
                 suspension will be my last 
                 Stone walls, tile floors, sick of all these dictators. 
                 Get a note to go to the nurse, I run in the office and steal her 
                 purse 
                 Go out, get drunk in the park, hang out late until its dark 
                 Don't get up the next day, I just stay home and sleep 
                 Hate my teachers anyway, aint been there for weeks, no 

                 Now I'm out of that hellhole, now I'm the one who takes control 
                 No assholes yelling at my hair/ they can yell all they want, I don't 
                 care! 
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Binge & Purge 

                 Can't have an inch of fat on my bod 
                 Gotta get on the cheerleading squad 
                 Play try-outs are next week 
                 There's a foxy guy I gotta meet 
                 Mom won't let me eat too much, 
                 But in my room I go and stuff 
                 Ipecac and Exlax are my best friends, 
                 I'll have my head in the toilet till the end 

                 Finger's just not long enough 
                 This time the purge is gonna be tough 
                 People tell me that I'm thin, 
                 Then ask about the bruise on my chin 
                 When I'm at home I eat as much as I can'll 
                 Pretty soon I need a bedpan 

                 No guys like me except for Lax- but he's my ex! 

                 Binge and Purge the whole day through 
                 I threw up on mom's good shoes 
                 I made a mess in the school bathroom 
                 Someone's bound to catch me soon, binge and purge yeah 

                 Mom found me on the floor, blood stains on my Christian Dior 
                 Now I'm in the hospital, they feed me from a bag on the wall 
                 Me and my friends do it all together, circle purge will make it 
                 better 
                 Ruptured my esophagus 
                 But I'm still a hippopatamus 
                 Just can't seem to figure out why my teeth keep falling out! 

                 Binge and Purge the whole day through 
                 I threw up on mom's good shoes 
                 I made a mess in the school bathroom 
                 Someone's bound to catch me soon, binge and purge yeah 
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Mom 

                 Won't leave the house till its all in place 
                 You know a mess is a human disgrace 
                 Clean up the dishes, take out the trash 
                 Cats are fed and potatoes are mashed 
                 One day the juice was left out, she was in a rush 
                 Won't leave the juice out on the table, she'd rather not go. 
                 Leave the juice out for 5 minutes, leave it out for 10 or 12 
                 Your life is tick-tocking away, e 
                 Leave the juice out befor its too late. 

                 Won't leave the juice out 
                 Can't hook up the water spout, can't record on the VCR 
                 But she works, she works so hard 
                 Mom, oh mom, just leave it on the table 
                 Go outside and smell the air, 
                 Its not clean its worse than the table 
                 But you breathe it everywhere 

                 Studies, oh she studies, she studies so hard 
                 Reads those books, writes those papers 
                 Heats up the coffee thats been sitting there 
                 If it tastes a little old, she doesn't care--but beware! 
                 You don't like our tattoos, but you kinda like my pink hair 
                 I don't like your pantyhose, I like a different kind of underwear 

                 Won't leave the juice out 
                 Can't hook up the water spout, can't record on the VCR 
                 But she works, she works so hard 
                 Mom, oh mom, just leave it on the table 
                 Go outside and smell the air, 
                 Its not clean its worse than the table 
                 But you breathe it everywhere 

                 I left the house before it was too late 
                 Now I'm living as a human disgrace ! 
                Bye, mom... see ya later. 
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Superstrong 

                 Your crotch is burning, aint that a shame 
                 Too bad I'm not the one to blame. 
                 You say you hate me, well good cuz I hate you 
                 I don't know why, but Henry told me to. 

                 Take this! Take that! 
                 But no one is ever going to take my fucking rights back. 

                 Don't touch me in the street...no! 
                 Uncertain damage done to my ears, 
                 Cuz some motherfucker didn't like my shoes 
                 Well its too bad you made me mad, 
                 Because I know where you live, aaha 

                 Take this! Take that! 
                 But no one is ever going to take my fucking rights back. 

                 Don't touch us in the street, cuz we aint your tits and meat 
                 Just because we're fucking women, thats right. 
                 Well its too bad you made us mad, 
                 Cuz we know where you live, aaha 
                 Don't look too long--Chicks are Superstrong! 
                 You have no right to touch us, you are all dead wrong. 
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This is Serious 

                 Lunachicks on the run, Lunachicks are having fun! 
                 Lunachicks make lots of noise to prove rock n' roll's not 
                 just for boys 
                 On the road and on the rag, we fucking rool so we gotta brag 
                 Gonna take over the world someday, 
                 Stay off our path or get out of the way! 
                 Stay away! 

                 Lunachicks on the run, Lunachicks having so much fun 
                 Lunachicks make lots of noise-now you know rock n' roll's 
                 not just for boys! 

                 This is serious.  We can make you delirious. 
                 You should have a healthy fear of us, 
                 Too much of us is dangerous 

                 Gonna take it all on a silver platter 
                 Say all you want cuz it just don't matter 
                 Gonna knock your socks off tonite 
                 Don't try and stop us cuz we'll win the fight 

                 We're not sweet but we might be sour, 
                 Born in the days of flower power 
                 Give us all your money and your credit cards too 
                 You step off and stick to huffin' glue- step off! 

                 This is serious.  We can make you delirious. 
                 You should have a healthy fear of us, 
                 Too much of us is dangerous 

                 We're not candy, even though we look so fine and dandy 
                 When you're sick we come in handy, but we're not candy! 
                 Oh no! 
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Whole Lotta BS 

                 A bit of finger is good for me, 
                 Come into my mind and maybe you'll see 
                 The leaf is sweet and the fairies wear boots, 
                 The hand of doom is planting your roots. 

                 Wall of sleep drawing on, beneath the shadows, 
                 Your fear is gone 
                 Tell me, am I going insane?  People, am I going insane? 

                 Take my hand and we'll go riding to the summer skies of love 
                 You think you're the lord of this world, 
                 But whos watching from above? 
                 I wanna reach up and touch the sky at electric funerals, no 
                 one ever dies 
                 Bring black orchids on my wedding day, 
                 The sabbath is bloody- but who am I to say? 

                 Its a wicked world, death spinning round-a-round, round-a-round 
                 I gotta fly, can't have my feet fall on the ground 
                 Feeling kinda paranoid, but I like it being here in the void 
                 Danger comin' better run and hide 
                 The man of iron is coming inside. 
                 The sleeping village welcomes you in, war pigs are coming 
                 But you don't have to be afraid 

                 Tell it to the wizard when he walks by, 
                 Have a rat salad at the hole in the sky 
                 Toxic angel carry me away, death is coming on the sabbath day 
                 Smokin and trippin is all that you do, 
                 Don't you know the wizard is coming for you? 

                 A bit of finger is good for me, 
                 Come into my mind and maybe you'll see 
                 The leaf is sweet and the fairies wear boots, 
                 The hand of doom is planting your roots. 

                 Its just a warning! 
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2 Bad 4 U 

                 Three years i spent at your home 
                 Now am I glad that I'm all alone 
                 Three years you took and I gave 
                 Wasted so much time on the phone 
                 I'm so glad that its finally done 
                 Woke from my sleep to find you're not the one! 
                 By myself, I feel it, I like it 
                 You sleep by day and I worship the sun 

                 Its too bad, its too bad, its too bad, 
                 You'll be farting alone in a dark room. 

                 Your life sucks and you can't be happy 
                 Don't try to tell me what I say is not true 
                 I feel better when I don't see your face, 
                 I feel better when there is no trace of you! 
                 It makes me sick to think about it, 
                 I'm happy here, lost in space 

                 Its too bad, its too bad, its too bad, 
                 You'll be farting alone in a dark room. 

                 It won't take long for me to forget 
                 All the times you made me so wet! 
                 Sometimes my finger is all that I need, 
                 And your hand is all you're gunna get! 
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11 

                 Got a pus pocket waiting for you 
                 Got a flesh bubble from huffing too much glue 
                 Got a precious pimple loaded with some goo 
                 Don't want to pop it, cuz I'm saving it for you 
                 I'm saving it for you. 
                 I got a bleeding ulcer pulsating in my brain 
                 Growing fast and moving up like mushrooms after rain 

                 What are you looking at? 
                 What the fuck are you looking at?!? 
                 My fingernails are rusty 
                 My pocket's gunna bust 
                 Its time for it to open up 
                 Explosions made of pus 
                 The water bugs are waiting in their armour by the door 
                 Armies of those metal monsters crawling on my floor 

                 Got a pus pocket waiting for you 
                 Got a flesh bubble from huffing too much glue 
                 Got a precious pimple loaded with some goo 
                 Don't want to pop it, cuz I'm saving it for you 
                 I'm saving it for you. 
                 I got a bleeding ulcer pulsating in my brain 
                 Growing fast and moving up like mushrooms after rain 

                 A pain inside the pimple 
                 Pulsating in the wind 
                 Flesh bubbles gonna bust 
                 Exposed to too much pain 
                 When the pus reaches you, and you know it will 
                 Your brains will fry and you'll wonder why 
                 You know I wonder still 
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Rip U 

                 I'm a psychotic, neurotic 
                 A regular Frankenstein. 
                 I got worms in my head and they're eating up my mind 
                 I'm a diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic 
                 Psychopathic mongoloid 

                 With every breath I steal life 
                 Descend into the void. 
                 Strychnine in my brain, running in circles 
                 But you can't try to tame me 

                 Can't you see its all connected? 
                 You know I have to be respected. 

                 I'll see you in your nightmares 
                 Ultramachine eyes; your fears 
                 I'm Jack the Ripper, Clarence Thomas in disguise, revised 
                 I got supersonic ears and big brother eyes. Surprise! 
                 Look in the mirror cuz I possess the best of you. 

                 Can't you see its all connected? 
                 You know I have to be respected. 

                 Wake up and open your mind, you seem so hard to find 
                 All alone in the darkness 
                 Your mind is such a mess, 
                 Wondering what will happen if you go over the edge 
                 No pennies in the wishing well 
                 In a corner amongst the fools 
                 Jesus Christ will love you til you die and go to Hell
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C.I.L.L. 

                 Rip out the ugly eyes of you, I tear your yawning jaw apart 
                 You can't talk and you can't see me, 
                 As for me I'm filled with glee 
                 And I eat your veins just like spaghetti, 
                 Intestines go round and round 
                 Your hairy mole looks just like a grapefruit 
                 Weave your fingers into a crown 

                 You're such an asshole, my how you smell 
                 You're illiterate and I can spell 
                 That the days you have are numbered 

                 I can't stand that grimace you wear 
                 Your soul will be stripped without a care 
                 And I feed your liver to my cat 
                 And he didn't even want it- would you fancy that? 
                You're ugly and you're flabby and you're filled with cheese 
                 You're way beyond the title of sleaze 

                 You're such an asshole, my how you smell 
                 You're illiterate and I can spell 
                 That the days you have are numbered 

                 Hit you in the head with a rock, 
                 Peel your fingernails off like grapes 
                 Pull out each nostril hair one by one 
                 I feel whole again from destroying you scum! 

                 You're such an asshole, my how you smell 
                 You're illiterate and I can spell 
                 That the days you have are numbered
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