Ladies and gentlemen, we proudly present, a picturesque score of passing fantasy.
02 The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me Good, good, now we're making some progress Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
And I believe This may call for a proper introduction, and well Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue
Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
Applause, applause, no, wait, wait Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make It seems the artists these days are not who you think So we'll pick back up on that on another page
And I believe This may call for a proper introduction, and well Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue
Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up
Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
03 London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines
Stop stalling, make a name for yourself Boy, you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out If you talk, you better walk You better back your shit up With more than good hooks While you're all under the gun Start talking "a sensationalist" Oh, he's slightly clever to just a certain extent If you talk, you better walk You better keep your mouth shut With more than good hooks While you're all under the gun
Panic! Meet the Press It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance Panic! Meet the Press It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us
Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines Make us it Make us hip Make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote
Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines Make us it Make us hip Make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote
I'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs Boy, you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue If you talk, you better walk You better back your shit up With more than good hooks While you're all under the gun Start talking "a sensationalist" Oh, he's slightly clever to just a certain extent. Oh, keep quiet! Let us sing like the doves Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof
Just for the record The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of A. Indifference and B. Disinterest in what the critics say
It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us
Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines Make us it Make us hip Make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote
Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines Make us it Make us hip Make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote
Just for the record The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of A. Indifference and B. Disinterest in what the critics say
Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines Make us it Make us hip Make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote
Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines Make us it Make us hip Make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote
Just for the record The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of A. Indifference and B. Disinterest in what the critics say
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04 Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks
Watch your mouth Oh, oh, oh Because your speech is slurred enough That you just might swallow your tongue I'm sure you'd want, want to give up the ghost With just a little more poise than that
Or was it God who chokes In these situations, running late? No, no, he called in Or was it God who chokes In these situations, running late? No, no, he called in
The hospice is A relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest Sick and sad patients On first name basis with all the top physicians
Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time
That's when you stu-stu-stutter something profound To the support on the line And with the way you've been talking Every word gets you a step closer to hell
That's when you stu-stu-stutter something profound To the support on the line And with the way you've been talking Every word gets you a step closer to hell
Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time
Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time
I am Alone in this bed, house, and head And she never fixes this But at least she...
I am Alone, in this bedroom She never fixes this But at least she...
Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time
Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time
The hospice is A relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest Sick and sad patients On first name basis with all the top physicians
05 Camisado (Relax, Relapse)
The I.V. and your hospital bed This was no accident This was a therapeutic chain of events
This is the scent of your skin on a linoleum floor This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital It's not so pleasant And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
The anaesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in It's not so pleasant And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
Sit back, just sit back Sit back and relax Sit back, just sit back Sit back and relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight Take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight Take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back
You're a regular decorated emergency You're a regular decorated emergency
This is the scent of your skin on a linoleum floor This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital It's not so pleasant And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
The anaesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in It's not so pleasant And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
Sit back, just sit back Sit back and relax Sit back, just sit back Sit back and relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight Take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight Take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back
Can't take the kid from the fight Can't the fight from the kid Can't take the kid from the fight Can't the fight from the kid
You're a regular decorated emergency The bruises and contusions will remind you what you did when you wake You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again
You're a regular decorated emergency The bruises and contusions will remind you what you did when you wake You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again
Can't take the kid from the fight Take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight Take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back
Can't take the kid from the fight Can't take the fight from the kid Can't take the kid from the fight Can't take the fight from the kid
The I.V. and your hospital bed This was no accident This was a therapeutic chain of events
06 Time to Dance
Well, she’s not bleeding on the ballroom floor Just for the attention. Cause that’s just ridiculous . . . ly on But she sure is going to get it (The attention and the bullets) Here’s the setting Fashion magazines line the walls The walls line the bullet holes You sure, you sure you let her have it? You sure, you sure you
Have some composure And where is your posture? Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger all wrong
Have some composure And where is your posture? Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger all wrong
Give me envy Give me malice Give me attention Give me envy Give me malice Give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun," you say "Wedding" Shotgun wedding Shotgun wedding
Well she didn’t choose this role But she’ll play it and make it sincere So you cry, you cry (Baby give me a break!) But they believe it from the tears And the teeth right down to the blood At her feet Boys will be boys Hiding in estrogens and wearing Aubergine dreams (Baby give me a break!)
Have some composure And where is your posture? Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger all wrong
Have some composure And where is your posture? Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger all wrong
Come on, this is screaming photo op (It's time to dance) Come on, this is screaming photo op (It's time to dance) Come on Come on This is screaming This is screaming This is screaming photo op
Have some composure And where is your posture? (You sure, you sure let her have it?) You're pulling the trigger (You sure you sure you)
Give me envy Give me malice Give me attention Give me envy Give me malice Baby give me a break! When I say "Shotgun," you say "Wedding" Shotgun wedding Shotgun wedding
Boys will be boys Hiding in estrogens and boys will be boys Boys will be boys Hiding in estrogens and wearing
07 Lying is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up)
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
08 Intermission
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09 But It's Better If You Do
Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A. The strip joint veteran sweeps you away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, and isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Oh, but I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it and I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
Well I'm afraid that I Well that's right That I may have faked it and I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, and isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Well I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it and I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
Well I'm afraid that I Well that's right That I may have faked it and I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, and isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety
10 I Write Sins Not Tragedies
Oh, well imagine As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor And I can't help but to hear No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words
"What a beautiful wedding What a beautiful wedding," says a bridesmaid to a waiter "And, yes, but what a shame What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore."
I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of
Oh, well in fact Well I'll look at it this way I mean, technically, our marriage is saved Well this calls for a toast So pour the champagne
Oh, well in fact Well I'll look at it this way I mean, technically, our marriage is saved Well this calls for a toast So pour the champagne, pour the champagne
I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationallity
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I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality
11 I Constantly Thank God For Esteban
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction Forgive our sins forged at the pulpit With forked tongues selling faux sermons Because I am a new wave gospel sharp And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you're gonna preach For God sakes preach with conviction
Strike up the band Oh, the conductor is beckoning Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move
Strike up the band Oh, the conductor is beckoning Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move
Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights
We sure are in for a show tonight
In this little number we are graced by two displays of character We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire And a walking contradiction Because I for one can see no blood from their hearts Or the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned
Strike up the band Oh, the conductor is beckoning Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move
Strike up the band Oh, the conductor is beckoning Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you, don't you move
Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights
Strike up the band Oh, the conductor is beckoning Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move
Strike up the band Oh, the conductor is beckoning Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band
12 There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet
Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and
Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and
When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh Everything goes according to plan
I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it
Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas Tonight, tonight, you are, you are the whispering campaign To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva."
Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin
I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it
And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch
13 Build God, Then We'll Talk
It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street. Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering. The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde, And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalalala) eyes.
Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday. The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney M oonlighting aside, she really needs his money. Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.
Yeah (Yeah)
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin" Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" As he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before, After he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact. There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.
Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses. It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
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