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Hurry Up And Die
02:10
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How Do You Want 'Em Made
02:24
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Pictures of Food
02:59
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Well I get junk food flyers every day when I get the mail.
It's like some kind of joke, 'cause I'm so broke and without fail
the sales on what they send are really gettin' kind of rude,
'Cause if times get any harder, I'll be eating pictures of food.
These buy one get one offers, when I can't afford the first
I'd kill for an ice cream sundae, or something to quench my thirst.
I can practically taste the burgers. I can even smell the fries.
But I can't trust my senses, 'cause these pictures all are lies.
Pictures of food-come in my mailbox
Pictures of food-on my cell phone screen
and up there on the billboards,
while I'm down here gettin' lean.
This music life ain't payin' out and it hurts my attitude,
'cause if times get any harder, I'll be eating pictures of food.
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You say, that our love, has opened your eyes
But I think it's makin' you blind.
You think, we should be, together forever,
But I think you're out of your mind.
You think, you've landed, a big one in me,
but there's far better fish in the sea.
Well you should, prob-ly cut bait, and go back home
'Cause you don't want to belong to me.
No you don't, want, to belong to me-hee
Cause I don't take good care of my stuff.
Well you think, that I've got, plenty to suit you,
but my too much is short of your enough.
You don't want to belong to me-hee
Cause I don't take good care of my things
You think that I'm everything you've ever wanted
But I don't plan to buy any rings.
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Katie Bell
02:36
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Come back to me my blue eyed Katie Bell
You didn’t mean to push me down this well
Help me out and I’ll tell the folks I fell
Come back to me my blue eyed Katie Bell
My love for you has always been so true.
But you knocked me down and clubbed me with your shoe.
Now I’m down here all wet and black and blue.
I can’t get out, there’s nothing I can do.
Solo
The sky is just a circle up above
Just like the ring I bought to show my love
You showed me yours by giving me a shove
And just like that I'm one you've disposed of
I should have known that you loved only him
the things down here are looking pretty grim
I'm losing strength and don't know how to swim
To you I guess I'm just one more victim
Solo
Come back to me my blue eyed Katie Bell
I hear you walkin' way and I can tell
I don't want this to be our last farewell
Come back to me my blue eyed Katie Bell
Gargle, death.
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Big Box Christmas
03:25
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He'll vomit down your chimney, he'll fall down in the snow.
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Where Is It Going To Be?
02:22
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Dennis J. Leise Chicago, Illinois
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