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                                                       03. Elephant

This has got to die
This has got to stop
This has got to lie down
Someone else on top
This has got to stop
This has got to lie down
Someone else on top

You can keep me pinned
'Cause it's easier to tease
But you can't paint an elephant
Quite as good as she
She may cry like a baby
Drive me crazy 'cause I like you

So why'd you have to lie?
I take it I'm your crutch
The pillow in your pillow case
It's easier to touch
When you think you're safe
You fall upon your knees
But you're living in your picture
Breathe, and she may rise if I sing you down
And she may drive me into the ground

'Cause I'm lately, horny..
'Cause I like you, will she take me

                                                  04. Rootless Tree

I want from you, is empty your head
But they say that you, don't stay in your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me, like a rootless tree

What I want from this is to learn to let go
But we fade at first, fracture the times
We go blind when we needed to see
And it leans on me, like a rootless...

So **** you, **** you, **** you
And all that you do
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothin' to you
Hate me, hate me, hate me
So you can let me out, let me out, let me out
From havin' you around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What I want from this
Is to learn to let go
No not from you
From all that is old
Killers re-invent and believe
And it leans on me, like a rootless...

So **** you, **** you, **** you
And all that you do
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothin' to you
Hate me, hate me, hate me
So you can let me out, let me out, let me out
From havin' you around

So **** you, **** you, **** you
And all that you do
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothin' in you
Hate me, hate me, hate me
So you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out

                                                          05. Dogs

She lives with an orange tree
The girl who does yoga
She picks the dead ones from the ground
When we come over
She gives
I get
Without giving
Anything to me

Like a morning sun
Like a morning
Like a morning sun
Morning sun for me

Girl that does yoga
When we come over
Girl that does yoga

And he lives with a little house
On the side of a little hill
Picks the litter from the ground
Litter little brother spills

He gives
I get
Without giving
Anything to me

The days they
And the dogs they run
And the dogs they run
The good good morning sun

Side of a little hill
Litter little brother spills
Side of a little hill

And she’s always dressed in white
She’s like an angel
And she burns our eyes
And she turns
She pulls a smile
We drive her round
And she drives us wild
And she moves like a little girl
I become a child， man
And she moves my world
And she gets smashed in （??）
And walks away
and leaves me standing

She lives with a little dog
That’s gone just a little mad
She’s got a wolf to keep her warm
If ever she’s feeling sad

And she gives
He gets
Without giving
Anything to see

And the day it ends
And the day it
And the day it ends
And there’s no need for me

The girl who does yoga
When we come over
The side of a little hill
Litter little brother spills
Gonna be the man
If ever she’s feeling sad
Girl who does yoga

06. Coconut Skins

You can hold her hand
And show her how you cry
Explain to her your weakness
So she understands:
And then roll over and die!

You can brave decisions
Before you crumble up inside
Spend your time asking
Everyone else's permission:
And then run away and hide!

You can sit on chimneys
And put some fire up your ass!
No need to know
What you're doing or waiting for:
But if anyone should ask?
Tell them I've been licking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out!
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt

You can hold her eggs
But your basket has a hole
You can lie between her legs
And go lookin' for:
Tell her you're searching for her soul!

You can wait for ages
And watch your compost turn to coal
But time is contagious:
Everybody's getting old.

You can sit on chimneys
And put some fire up your ass!
No need to know
What you're doing or waiting for:
But if anyone should ask?
Tell them I've been cooking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out!
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt.

                                                   07. Me, My Yoke, and I

My drum, my drum, my drum
Gonna make ya
My drum, my drum, my drum
Gonna make ya come

My book, my book, my book
Gonna make ya
My book, my book, my book
Gonna make ya look

My hand, my hand, my hand
My hand going under
My hand, my hand, my hand
My hand going understand

My fall, my fall
My fall gonna break ya
My fall, my fall
My fall gonna break your wall

I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad
Like a big dog
I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad
Like a big dog yeah
My god, my god, my god
Gave me a rod
My god, my god, my god
Gave me a rod

This shell, this shell, this shell
This shell, this shell, this shell yeah

Won't you beat
My drum, my drum, my drum
Gonna make ya
Won't you beat, Won't you beat
My drum, my drum, my drum
Gonna make ya come

Won't you read
My book, my book, my book
Gonna make ya
Won't you read, Won't you read
My book, my book, my book
Gonna make ya look

Won't you push
My hand, my hand, my hand
Going under
Won't you push, Won't you push
My hand, my hand, my hand
Going understand

Won't you break
My fall, my fall, my fall
My fall gonna break ya
Won't you break, Won't you break
My fall, my fall, my fall
My fall gonna break your wall

Bang
I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad
Like a big dog
Bang, Bang, Bang
I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad
Like a big dog yeah

My god, my god, my god
Gave me a rod
My god, my god, my god
Gave me a rod

This shell, this shell, this shell
This shell, this shell, this shell yeah

                                                     08. Grey Room

Well I've been here before, I've sat on the floor, in a grey grey room,
Where I stay in all day, I don't eat, but I play, with this grey grey food,
Desole, If someone is prayin', then I might break out,
Desole, Even if I scream, I can't scream that loud,
I'm all alone again, crawling back home again, just stuck by the phone again

Yeah, well I've been here before, sat on a floor, in a grey grey mood,
Where I stay up all night, And all that I write, is a grey grey tune,
So pray for me child, Just for a while, And I might break out yeah,
Pray for me child, even a smile, would do for now,
So I'm all alone again, crawling back home again, just stuck by the phone again

Have I still got you to be my open door,
Have I still got you to be my sandy shore,
Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm,
Have I still got you to keep me warm,

Coz if I squeeze my grape, And I drink my wine yeah,
Coz if I squeeze my grape, And I drink my wine yeah,
Yeah, Oh coz nothing is lost, This is frozen in frost,
And it's opening time, And there's no-one in line,

But I've still got me to be your open door,
I've still got me to be your sandy shore,
I've still got me to cross your bridge in this storm,
And I've still got me to keep me warm,

Warmer than warm yeah, Warmer than warm yeah,
Warmer than warm yeah, Warmer than warm yeah.

                                                          09. Accidental Babies

Well I held you like a lover:
Happy hands
And elbow in the appropriate place.

And we ignore our others:
Happy plans
With a delicate look upon your face.

Our bodies moved and hardened:
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place
Where no one knows
What we have done.

Do you cum?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?

What about me?

Well you held me like a lover:
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place.

And we use cushions to cover:
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace.

Our minds pressed and guarded:
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space
For the light-hearted
In the boom
That beats our drum.

Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive
Without me?
If so: be free.
If not: leave him for me.
Before one of us has accidental babies.

We aren't free.

Do you cum?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
Is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?

What about me?
What about me?
What about...?

第１０首歌词欠奉。

我这个人太懒，也不会贴歌贴图，也就把歌词都贴上来吧。

[em01]谢什么，我脑子虽然不灵光，但记性还不算差的，不想让真喜欢的人错过它。呵呵，我现在也是不怎么过来。还得谢谢你帮忙贴的歌词呢，祝你一切顺利吧[em08]

顺便BS一下某楼MJ，劳资是粗人这个事实地球人还有不知道的？