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Livin' on Asshole Street
03:54
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working for a Dollar, a single Dollar
wearing a dog collar on Asshole Street
working on the dream in a factory
making Dinghies on Asshole Street
oh we're livin' on Asshole Street
All the cops are poofs, the cops they treat you tough
spread your legs apart and treat your anus rough
making little babies just to give them rabies
we should of thought maybe this is Asshole Street
oh we're livin' on Asshole Street
got no money in my wallet need materials for art
now all I've got is pencils and a packet of pop tarts
living' on Asshole Street
all the polis are poofs
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Bin Man
04:15
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What you throw away i pick up every day
I see all sorts of things and it gets me down
I try not to litter
I try not to lie
I'm your Bin Man but thats no reason why
I'm your Bin Man
Coping with my mechanism
on the phone to Well Being
They tell me to go swimming or go watch a film worth seeing
I try not to litter but i do a little bit
I'm your Bin Man
Somewhere to dump your shit
I'm your Bin Man
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Brick by Brick
05:26
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You build me you brick by brick and when i'm done you move right in
you walk through the door and put your bags on the floor and declare my heart your home
you build me up brick by brick
you build me up brick by brick and declare my heart your home
now i can't fix the boiler
no i can't even fix your heart
if i could if could you know i would baby but i don't have a clue and i wouldn't know where to start
amen
you build me up brick by brick just to then knock me down
i resemble london in the war but you don't care anymore now that you've declared the conflict over
you build me up brick by brick
you build me up brick by brick and declare my heart your home
i look through double glazing, yes this is what i do all day
if i could id extend the lease to your love
you'd smile at me and ask me to stay
and say
oh baby i love you
oh baby i care
i want you to be my home, i don't want to die alone, when i wake i just want you there
you build me up brick by brick
you build me up brick by brick and declare my heart your home
amen
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The Guy Next Door
12:11
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Good Dog
05:28
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well you know it's going down when it never comes up
and you can't get hard when you're doing other stuff
but you don't give a dam when you love diazepam
you don't have sex because you don't love yourself
you don't want to live but you don't want to die
you don't want to be here but you don't want to cry
and your god wants to kill you as you're just a bag of bones
everyones drunk and you just want to go home
the world ends when you die there's no need to cry
i can't help you
you know you're fucked when you buy a new truck
cause you're having a kid and you need a bigger trunk
he's playing in the muck and you kill him with the truck
and you curse at god for all your bad luck
so god comes down and he's smoking in your bed
you've just had sex and he's fucking with your head
he says why don't you get your palm read
he wins the lottery so you shoot him in the head
he comes back to life so you shoot him again
he comes back to life so you shoot him again
and he comes back to life so you shoot him again
he comes back to life and you just give in
he makes you a sandwich and forgives you for your sins
bends you over says take a deep breath
and shoves that sandwich right up your ass
and everybody has a good laugh
the world ends when you die there's no need to cry
i can't help you
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Super Television
06:09
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you're nothing to me but an ornament on my telly
try to sell me something that i don't need
my heart bleeds on QVC
super television
you're just an advertisement
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Raise one hand in the air
strangle yourself with the lead
do the little shuffle shuffle
because you've finished all of your speed
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