Sometimes I feel my life is going 'round in circles 
Beneath my eyes are bluish black 
There's nothing new, no one I wanna talk to 
Nothing I wanna think about, I got soul doubt 
I stick My head out of the window, it's closed 
Instead of air, I get glass stuck in to my head 
The city's sounding, and I can't seem to stop the pounding 
Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round 
Not sure what I am thinking about, I got soul doubt 
A shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain 
A frameless Erte, a painting without a signature 
She's waiting for someone to save her 
As I pass her I see Cinderella 
She doesn't fit into the slipper 
Like she fits in a bottle of liquor 
There's no one to take her away 
Her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me 
The question is asked, Whatcha' gonna do for me? 
I don't want nothin', just a connection 
I gotta know what she's all about 
Cause I know she's been there ... 
Soul doubt 
I stick my head out of the window once again 
This time I see a thousand faces all too clear 
They wear the same expression, I've seen in my face 
So many times, I know exactly how they feel 
I know exactly how they feel 
I know just what they think about 
They've got soul doubt 

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STICKING IN MY EYE 

When I look 'round, I only see outta one eye 
As the smoke surrounds my head, the sauna 
I hear the voices, but I can't make out their words 
Saying things, saying things that 

I got something sticking in my eye 
Got something sticking in my eye 
Got something sticking in my eye 

I feel unusual from thinking 
About the underground decay, God help me 
Kill beneath the camera, watch the world begin to cry 
It's not from pity, it comes from 
What's been sticking in my eye 

Got something sticking in my eye 

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BOB 

He spent fifteen years getting loaded 
Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded 
Now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink? 
The Doctor said, "What were you thinkin' 'bout?" 
Bob said, "That's just the point, 
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout nothing 
Now I gotta do something else to pass the time." 

Had someone shave his head 
Got a new identity 
Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots 
And a girl who rides a scooter to take him out of town 
They would get away 
Riding around, as the trucks drive by 
You could here the mother fuckers go... 

A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe 
He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah 
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what 
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do 
When the doctor tells him to 
"Quit your drinkin', now's the time." 
Will he ever walk the line 
To all my friends, I feel just fine 
But will he ever walk the line 
Kickin' ass and bustin' heads 
Red suspenders 
Once a day he shaves his head 
But will he ever walk the line? 

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YOU'RE BLEEDING 

You've got the beauty, but that don't mean a thing 
A bland reciprocation, but that don't bother me 
You're happier with lights on underneath a darkened sky 
Only in the spotlight can you tell me of your crimes 

I understand the situation, but I can't 
Seem to understand the motivations you once had 
I recall a message I once left behind a screen 
I was entranced, when you were never there for me 

You're draining, you're draining me, I'm not a tub 
What ever happened to the girl I used to hold? 
I held in such a high regard 
Where is the girl who had it all? 

I used to think I wasn't worthy of your cause 
I used to feel so lucky 
Until the day I felt a weakness in my arms 
I knew from where it had been coming 

You're bleeding, you're bleeding me, I can recall 
The passions you once had, where did they go? 
I knew a girl who had it all. 
I knew a girl where did she go? 

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STRAIGHT EDGE 

I'm a person just like you 
But I've got better things to do 
Than sit around and fuck my head 
Or hang out with the living dead 
Snort white shit up my nose 
Or passing out in all the shows 
Cause I got straight edge 

I laugh at the thoughts of dropping loose 
I laugh at the thoughts of sniffing glue 
Cause I got straight edge 
I got straight edge 

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LIZA AND LOUISE 

Liza's had enough of men 
She says, she won't get burnt again 
She says, they don't know how to fuck 
Her last boyfriend, the shmuck 
Shared with her a nice disease 
Kept her passive, on her knees 
'Til one day she took his car 
And drove it to the city 

Liza had put down a few 
When she met this girl named Lou 
Who convinced her to go home with her 
She said, "My name's Louise 
Now will you take off my clothes please? 
I want to take you to the moon and back 
So get on your back." 

With a flick of the tongue 
She made her scream 
She made her laugh 
She made her dance 
She was happy for the first time 
And you know she wanted more 

Now with her legs spread wider 
She needed to have Louise inside her 
She said, "I'll never forget the first time 
You kissed me, now I want you to fist me." 
Louise didn't need a second invitation 
She knew just what to do 

Liza had cum a few times before 
But she had never even seen the door 
Into the world of pleasures of the flesh 
She felt just like 16 
And her life before now was a dream 
Or even a nightmare that's over and done 
Just like warm healing rays 
Shining from the sun 

They make her beam 
They make her laugh 
They make her dance 
She was happy for the first time 
And you know she wanted more 

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THE BAG 

Endless evenings of non-exist 
Are getting shorter, monotonous 
Like an intruder, I belong outside 
Although I find myself right back 
The same place I was before 
Saying things I'd say once more 
There's no reason for me to be here, no 
I feel so lonesome, surrounded by friends 
Who are talking at me, 
saying things I could care less about 
This dialogue is without 
Worth, content, significance 
Conversational ambivalence 
Hear the same things every night, it just ain't right 
Who'll be left holding the bag? 

Give me something I can't sink my teeth into 
Show me a time, tell me a story 
I haven't heard a million times before 
I pass out from boredom 
As I watch the people pass 
I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating 
Are we all living for the past, never realizing 
We're clinging to an empty bag 

Lacking content, significance 
Conversational ambivalence 
Hear the same things every night, it just ain't right 
We'll see who's left holding the bag 

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PLEASE PLAY THIS SONG ON THE RADIO 

We wrote this song, it's not too short, not too long 
It's got back-up voc's in just the right places 
It's got a few oohs and ahhs 
It takes a little pause 
Just before I sing the anthem 

Please play this song on the radio 
Almost every line is sung on time 
Almost every verse ends in a rhyme 
The only problem we had was writing enough words 
But that's okay, because the chorus is 
Coming up again now 

Please play this song on the radio 
Please play this song on the radio 

Right about this time 
Some shithead will be drawin a fat fucking line 
Over the title on the back sleeve, what an asshole 
So mr. DJ, i hope you already made your segway 
Or the FCC is gonna take a shit right on your head 
Can't play this song on the radio 

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WARM 

One more time for Ho Jo, you know I can't wait 
Another wasted line 
I'm sittin' in the corner, I can feel the weight 
Of my head on top of my spine 
There's nothing to be scared of once you've 
Seen the the light, reflecting through the screen 
A eudaemonistic life composed of tar and nicotine 

You know it, You know it, You know it 
'Cause you've seen it, now you believe it 
You know it because it seems so real 
You know it because you've seen it, now you believe it 
You know it because it seems so real 
It seems so real, It seems so real, It seems so real 
Sit back and relax and do nothin',na,na,na,na 
You'll laugh, then you'll cry, then you'll feel nothin',na,na,na,na 
Implanted images of morality 
Images of life, they seem so real 
One more time for Ho Jo, what does it mean? 
I'm not sure I know, while looking for somebody 
Deep inside a dream, my sunshine turns to snow 
Now it's blowin' inside, I don't feel the cold 
Yet I'm frozen to my seat 
My eyes have seen the truth 
And still my mind admits defeat 

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I WANNA BE YOUR BABY 

Open your self, let me inside 
Open your arms, I have nowhere 
To go, so let me in to you 
I need to be where nothing can hurt me 
Open your legs, to let me crawl 
Inside of you, I need to be 
Inside your womb, So take me home 
Inside of you, envelope me, I'm home 

I wanna be your baby 
Bringin' me down 
Bringin' me down 

Open your lips and take me in 
I need to be inside within 
Let me become a part of you
Let me inside of you, swallow me whole 
I want to know the things you hide 
I want to feel the things you feel 
I want to breathe the air you breathe 
I want to live inside of you, take me 

Bringin' me down 
I wanna be your baby 
Let me live inside 

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JOHNNY APPLESEED 

Through word of mouth let it be known 
The man who spends his life on a mission, he's legendary 
Travelling from coast to coast 
He's the contemporary Johnny Appleseed 

He's making sure his garden grows 
He'll plant a seed in every town he goes 
Fertilizing the country side 
Couldn't stop him with insecticide 

Makin' sure that the garden grows, 
yeah,yeah,yeah 
Groomin' the backyard, or whackin' a weed 

When diggin' holes, he'll be wearing a glove 
He go into the shed, get out a shovel, and he shove 
He'll plant the seed, makin' sure it's sown 
He go into the shed, and he start hoein' with the hoe, 
ho,ho,ho 

Makin' sure that the garden grow, 
yeah,yeah,yeah 
He'll water the yard with the garden hose 
Groomin' the backyard, or whackin' a weed
yeah,yeah,yeah 
The contemporary Johnny Appleseed 

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SHE'S GONE 

A blackened wick is what remains 
The flame was blown out just recently 
Although the candle hadn't burned down to the stick 
It won't be lit again, the day won't be so bright 
We don't know what she may have been 
All we know is what she left behind 
An apartment cluttered with children's toys, 
Photos of good times 
In the bedroom, there's sheets on the windows 
There's a four poster bed for a reason 
There's a box on the floor full of secrets 
It won't be opened 
Here older boys and girls would play 
All inhibitions were left behind 
As the door would close, her face began to shine 
This was her finest hour, this was her finest time 
Now, she's gone, and it's not gonna be alright, not for me 
She's gone, but not forgotten, she's still here 
In all those years she touched so many lives 
Who's gonna watch the little girl she left behind? 
Carol Anne stands alone in the school yard 
All the other children have gone 
After waiting for hours, 
She can't understand why her mother left her sad 
In the darkness she sees definition 
In the silence, she hears someone calling 
After nightmares, she lies in bed screaming
But there's no reaction 
There's no one listening, there's no one 
Now, she's gone, and it's never gonna be alright, not for me, 
She's gone 

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BUGGLEY EYES 

Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek 
And woke up with Bo Diddley? 
Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek 
And woke up with Bo Diddley? 
You got so loaded, you thought that she 
Was the most beautiful gal that you ever did see 
Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo derek 
And woke up with Bo Diddley? 

Woke up in the morning, to your surprise 
A couple melons in tube socks, 
And buggley eyes 
Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek 
And woke up with Bo Diddley? 

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