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Posts archive for: September, 2007
  • Lump © The Presidents of the United States of America

    Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh,
    totally emotionless except for her heart
    Mud flowed up into lump's pajamas
    she totally confused all the passing pihranas

    She's lump, she's lump
    She's in my head
    She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
    She might be dead

    Lump lingered last in line for brains
    and the one she got was sorta rotten and insane
    Small things so sad that birds could land
    Is lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?

    She's lump, she's lump
    She's in my head
    She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
    She might be dead

    Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
    Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
    She spent her twenties between the sheets
    Life limped along at sub-sonic speeds

    She's lump, she's lump
    She's in my head
    She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
    She might be dead

    Is this lump outta my head?
    I think so
    Is this lump outta my head?
    I think so
    Is this lump outta my head?
    I think so
    Is this lump outta my head?

  • Monsters © Funeral for a Friend

    Scattered seeds and breaking storms
    Won't make a decent lie for you
    Naked and with every breath you climb the stairs

    Step by step and I don't need this
    And I don't need to be saved

    Five steps away from this cliff top
    And birds sing their praises
    To this weary world that haunts my weary soul

    There are monsters here
    And as you scream it makes no sense
    It makes no sense
    It makes no sense at all
    There are monsters here
    And as you scream it makes no sense
    It makes no sense
    It makes no sense at all

    And in every despair I'll find you standing there
    Waiting with the bitter taste of envy on your sleeve
    'Cause tonight is our night
    And I don't want this
    No, so won't you let me go

    There are monsters here
    And as you scream it makes no sense
    It makes no sense
    It makes no sense at all
    There are monsters here
    And as you scream it makes no sense
    It makes no sense
    It makes no sense at all

    And every animal will find itself a home
    And every man and woman, well they'll just lose control
    And we can make ourselves believe
    That I don't want this, I don't need this
    No, I have this to myself

    There are monsters here
    And as you scream it makes no sense
    It makes no sense
    It makes no sense at all
    With every despair I'll find you standing there
    It makes no sense
    It makes no sense at all

    Sense at all
    Sense at all

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