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Rapture

Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture

Back to back
Sacroiliac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack

Face to face
Sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in rapture
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinnin' I said, "My my"
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
François c'est pas, Flash ain't no dude
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe, don't move too slow
'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eatin' bars, yeah wall to wall
Door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
Said don't stop to punk rock

Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
Now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up
by Gothic Miscreant February 21, 2024
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Everyday Is Halloween

Well, I live with snakes and lizards
And other things that go bump in the night
'Cause to me every day is Halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight
Well anytime, any place, anywhere that I go
All the people seem to stop and stare
They say, "Why are you dressed like it's Halloween?"
"You look so absurd, you look so obscene!"
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Well, I let their teeny minds think
That they're dealing with someone who is over the brink
And I dress this way just to keep them at bay
‘Cause Halloween is every day, hey
It's every day, hey
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
I'm not the one that's so absurd
(Why can't I live a life for me? Oh) Why hide it? Why fight it?
(No! Why should I?) Hurt feelings, best to stop feeling hurt
From denials (oh), reprisals
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
Oh, it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide

Everyday Is Halloween
by Gothic Miscreant December 15, 2023
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He Walked On Water

He wore starched white shirts buttoned at the neck
And he'd sit in the shade and watch the chickens peck
And his teeth were gone, but what the heck
I thought that he walked on water
Said he was a cowboy when he was young
He could handle a rope and he was good with a gun
And my mama's daddy was his oldest son
And I thought that he walked on water
And if the story was told, only heaven knows
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water
Well, he tied a cord to the end of a mop
And said, "Son, here's a pony, keep her at a trot"
And I'd ride in circles while he laughed a lot
Then I'd flop down beside him
And he was ninety years old in '63
And I loved him and he loved me
And Lord, I cried the day he died
'Cause I thought that he walked on water
But if the story was told, only heaven knows
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water
Yeah, I thought that he walked on water
by Gothic Miscreant October 19, 2025
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Fuck the USA

There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
They don't really bother about the radiation leak
Fuck the USA
They keep their secrets undercover
The rich don't bother about those that suffer
This ain't the land of milk and honey
Cause all they want is money money money
Fuck the USA
Nuclear bombs are fuck all new
You'd better start running when they drop on you
Run into a shelter, play hide and seek
Cause when you die your body reeks
Fuck the USA
There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
They don't really bother about the radiation leak
Fuck the USA
by Gothic Miscreant December 2, 2023
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America

Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together
I've got some real estate here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies
And we walked off to look for America
"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said, "Be careful: his bowtie is really a camera,"
Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in the raincoat
We smoked the last one an hour ago
So I looked at the scenery she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
Kathy I'm lost I said though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all come to look for America
All come to look for America
by Gothic Miscreant December 12, 2023
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Going to Pasalacqua

Here we go again, infatuation
Touches me just when I
Thought that it would end
Oh but then again it seemed
Much more than that but
I'm not sure exactly what you're thinking

Well,I toss and turn all night
Thinking of your ways of affection
But to find that it's not different at all
Well I throw away my past mistakes
And contemplate my future
That's when I say, what the hey

Would it last forever?
You and I together, hand and hand
We run away, far away
I'll beat that nasty weather
But I'll take whatever you can
Give that comes my way, yeah, far away

Here we go again, infatuation
Touches me just when I
Thought that it would end
Woah, then again it seemed
Much more than that but
I'm not sure exactly what you're thinking

Well,I toss and turn all night
Thinking of your ways of affection
But to find that it's not different at all
Well I throw away my past mistakes
And contemplate my future
That's when I say, what the hey
Would it last forever?
You and I together, hand and hand
We run away, far away
I'll beat that nasty weather
But I'll take whatever you can
Give that comes my way, yeah, far away

Let's go fucking crazy

Well,I toss and turn all night
Thinking of your ways of affection
But to find that it's not different at all
Well I throw away my past mistakes
And contemplate my future
That's when I say, what the hey

Would it last forever?
You and I together, hand and hand
We run away, far away
I'll beat that nasty weather
But I'll take whatever you can
Give that comes my way, far away,
Far away

Going to Pasalacqua
by Gothic Miscreant August 17, 2024
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My Ass Is On Fire

Impotence
Boomerang
I'll stab you (I'll stab you, stab you)
Clumps of hair in the sink
Who's hiding things from me?

You knew all along, god damn it
But you wouldn't tell me
Well, look at you now

It's not funny, my ass is on fire
Paraplegic, inhuman liar

Carve a smile on your face
Everything's great, suffocate

Fuck, what you looking at fuck?
What you looking at fuck?
Don't you fucking look at me
Don't you fucking look at me
Don't you fucking look at me
It's beyond my control, it's beyond my control
It's beyond, oh, I'm coming
It's not funny, my ass is on fire
Paraplegic, inhuman liar

Boo
Boo

Redundant, redundant, redundant, redundant
Redundant, redundant, redundant, redundant
Redundant, redundant, redundant, redundant
Redundant, redundant, redundant, redundant
Redundant, redundant, redundant, redundant
Redundant, redundant, redundant, redundant
Redundant, redundant, redundant, redundant
Boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring

Excuse me, I am lost, please help me
对不起,我迷路了,请帮忙

Will there be anything else, Mister Bungle?
No, that's fine Carl, thank you
So you see Mister Bungle, Dylan's fucking up your whole campaign
He's totally incompetent, Sleeper-X commercials
Will be laughed off of television if you approve his campaign

Well, that's very interesting
I never thought too much of Dylan, now that you mention it
And I'm starting my own agency Mister Bungle
I could do a hundred percent better job than that turkey
I'll bet you could, what you say is very interesting
In fact, you're very interesting

Oh, Mister Bungle, I didn't know you were interested
And you will give me your account for my new agency?
Later honey, we'll talk business later
Right now I want to make love to your beautiful, beautiful body, ah
by Gothic Miscreant October 21, 2023
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