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I'm so sorry sir
who are you talking to
and don't worry son
am I speaking to soon
so sick and tired from
all these real words
cause I'm sick from

for them to begin to pray|Melon was one kind of few words|You just had to cut and run|He used his head as battering ram|But the damage is

All the bitterness and hate is left behind
It's a relief, it's a high
I see my life pass by before my eyes
And there's no reason to ask why
(High,

Lonely Girl

Craig's Brother

Homecoming

1998

And abandoned there without relief from all this grief

Her fear matched only by her appetite
Not knowing one day she would see the night
When all these troubles

to Dana Point -
cnd you went along, just for the ride,
cnd you both committed suicide;
cnd day is breaking over Cobscook Bay,
cnd i've never seen anything

I'm fin' be straight up at ya do'
By the time he made it there
Them rocks was meltin' lookin' old
Man this shit here gotta go
He gave it back

found hiding in a home on Jefferson Street. None would say who pulled the trigger. A military tribunal sentenced them all to death by hanging. A large

left on you
Wash your hands with disinfectant

Don’t say a word 
Don’t break the chain 
It’s all about the money 
Bad blood
Gotta keep this between us

wandered
To the plain bridal show 

I wanna tear your mind  
But I'm not gonna make a sound  
Get your fix now   
Save your son 
He's grown up 
With wild

them in the pit one by one 

Obliterate 
The air has gone dry 
Chaos reigns we die 

Volcanic Calamity 
Volcanic Calamity
All hell is running free this

Worker bee blues oh yeah the worker bee blues

Got news for ya son, I'm a worker bee too
Was once in a cell, same as you
Fed royal jelly, did quite well

and yang, fundamental
Reassured and reassembled
Meditations at the temple
I'm God's son, it's that simple
Still popping opps like pimples
Been popping off

Step aside, let me give you a ride
Inside my feeling that I cannot hide
By all the river, I will sing my song
Back to the city where I belong

Walkin'

the errorooth of his wisdom (who thought him a Fonar all, feastking of shellies by googling Lovvey, regally freytherem, eagelly plumed, and wasbut gumboil owrithy

I loved a ramblin' son he had not much to offer
‘Cept to sing his songs and fill my life with laughter
My life shall be happy, my life shall be gay

Necronomicon

Seance

Fornever Laid to Rest

1992

dormant usurper
Grant me thy flaming land

I close my eyes, in the tower of baal
Knowing that I soon, shall leave you all

To rise again, as the long

He Wasn't Murdered

Freedy Johnston

Never Home

1997

And he sat there all alone
In the used-up mirror he saw his ghost come slowly walking over

He said, "Where are you goin' son?
I'll go too.
Listen,

Fall in Two

Guster

Parachute

1995

and spread as thin 
What it could start and no one would finish 
Bottled up frowning treaties or what they would 
Knowing not nothing he was the only son

Suddenly
I can’t breed 
All is weird
I’m trapped in
Touch my skin
Is it me?
Can you see
What I see
All my fears are passing by
You grab my hand

rights to proclaim
Suppressed by the English you'd
Think it a shame
How Ireland's best and bravest
Were harried and torn
From the arms of their loved
Ones

the rich kid to the back of the bar, threatened him with his life
Said hey little girl your date had to leave, now you're gonna be my wife
I guess his

Swallowed up by the whales, we're in the belly
The city's for sale I'm not ready I'm not
Throw down a hand and pull out the scum
Everyone's stood

Jesus

Dogwood

Through Thick & Thin

1997

of you and I,
Now let me tell you why, Jesus Christ died for us.
A necessary sacrifice to save the world from being lost.
But He did so all of us could

to sink...
It's all I thought I could deserve

But what can we accomplish inside a welded coil?
The meaning we aspire to be
The pillars you establish don't