1. |
Seizure Salad
03:51
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S-E-I-Z-U-R-E
Feeling kind of low but I’ve gotta get myself out of this room
‘Cause sitting around is gonna drag me down to the depths of certain doom
I need some medication
To kick start this celebration
Juliette’s got a recipe
Come on listen to me
Put on your stripy shirts and pink pleather
You’ll look hot in any old kind of weather
Tremor-Dolls don’t want sappy ballads
We just need a seizure salad
S-E-I-Z-U-R-E
First up you gotta line your gut with something bland
Then top the rest up with as much whiskey as you can possibly stand
Crank up Paul Collins Beat
Til you can’t stop your cretin feet
Pop a couple No-Doze Plus
Then come sing along with us
Put on your stripy shirts and pink pleather
You’ll look hot in any old kind of weather
Tremor-Dolls don’t want sappy ballads
We just need a seizure salad
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2. |
Be My Fred Cole
01:43
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I’ll be your Toody if you be my
If you be my Fred Cole
Together we’ll rock and together
Together we’ll roll
Like the stars of a rock’n’roll movie
Be my Fred, I’ll be your Toody
I’ll be your Toody if you be my Fred
I’ll be your Toody if you be my
If you be my Fred
On the road sleeping in our backseat
In our backseat bed
Gracelessly growing old
I’ll be Toody, you be Fred Cole
I’ll be your Toody if you be my Fred
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3. |
Take What You Want
02:33
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Was it the flannelette pajamas or the tears in my eyes?
Was it the valium coma? My volcanic bile?
Tell me which part was asking for it
Did you miss my explicit verbal rejection?
Were you just trying to teach me a lesson?
Tell me which part meant I deserved it
You know it’s really kind of warped
You feel entitled to just take what you want
Do you feel women are inferior beings?
Don’t have to consider our welfare or feelings
Tell me which part justifies it
Did society make you feel like substandard stock?
Did you feel you had to prove the size of your cock?
Tell me which part vindicates it
You know it’s so so fucking warped
You feel entitled to take what you want
You’re passing the buck, you’re twisting the truth
You claim you don’t remember, you blame the fucking booze
Tell me which part helps you ignore it
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4. |
I Quit
02:26
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I quit
Yeah I did
I quit
I’m taking my bat and I’m taking my ball
I’m not gonna play, no I won’t play at all
And I can’t lose if I don’t play with you
I quit
Yeah I did
I quit
I’m taking my ball and I’m taking my bat
I’m so sick & tired of being under attack
I can’t lose if I don’t play with you
You can’t make me
Can’t manipulate me
I ain’t gonna play no more
You can’t win
If we don’t begin
If I don’t play then you don’t score
I quit
Yeah I did
I quit
I’m taking my bat and I’m taking my ball
I’m not gonna play, no I won’t play at all
And I can’t lose if I don’t play with you
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5. |
Stink
03:33
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I know you think you’re such a great big catch
You’d have to dumpster dive to find your perfect match
I know you think you’re a real Casanova
But you know I faked it just so it would be over
I’ve seen it all before this rich white boy routine
Some tortured artist with a fascist killing machine
He’s so hard done by, he’s so misunderstood
He never gets the girl but boy he thinks he should
You stink when you drink
You don’t know a fucking thing about rock’n’roll
Your sex politics are ugly as sin
You’re not breaking any molds.
I know you think you’re such a great big catch
You’d have to dumpster dive to find your perfect match
I know you think you’re a real Casanova
But you know I faked it just so it would be over
You stink when you drink
You don’t know a fucking thing about rock’n’roll
Your sex politics are ugly as sin
You’re not breaking any molds.
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6. |
Get Straight
01:29
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Gotta get, gotta get your priorities straight
Straight faced and straight laced
You can’t be out there having fun
You’ve got to go and make big bucks
Gotta get, gotta get your priorities straight
Straight faced and straight laced
Forget your independent life
You’ve got to be a good housewife
Gotta get, gotta get your priorities straight
Straight faced and straight laced
Pop out a perfect two point five
Tick tock you’re running out of time
Gotta get, gotta get your priorities straight
Gotta get, gotta get straight laced
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7. |
Imagination
04:16
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I saw something I liked in you
So I just ran with what I knew
The parts I couldn’t see
I filled the gaps with parts of me
And I was totally misled
By an illusion in my head
When you didn’t fit the crown
I felt so utterly let down
You didn’t live up to
The expectations I had for you
The parts I couldn’t see
Draped in fairy tales and make believe
I put your face on a dream
And I expected you to be
A carbon copy bluff
Of a person I made up
And I can’t disconnect
The association
and I can’t accept
that I fell in love
With my imagination
You know I can’t give it up
You know I can’t get enough
I put your face on a dream
And I expected you to be
A carbon copy bluff
Of a person I made up
And I can’t disconnect
The association
and I can’t accept
that I fell in love
With my imagination
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8. |
Wasted On You
03:11
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In the start I was high and wasted on you
Now I feel like I’m just wasted on you
In the start you had me drunk on your love
I thought you came from somewhere high above
Now I feel like I’m wasting my time
I’m wasted on you
Don’t even know it
If you appreciate me
You don’t show it
I’m wasted on you
Don’t even know it
You better open your eyes
Or you’ll blow it
The door’s ajar and I’m inching closer to it
You’re pushing me and I just might walk right through it
Slipping down to the end of my rope
You’re about to snap the last thread of hope
That you and me can make it to the end
I’m wasted on you
Don’t even know it
If you appreciate me
You don’t show it
I’m wasted on you
Don’t even know it
You better open your eyes
Or you’ll blow it
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9. |
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Clinging to the skin that you shed
I know the you I knew was already dead
I listened to the tales that you twist
I know the you I knew didn’t even exist
If it stinks then it’s probably shit
I can tell by the quiver in your lip
you still miss me, a blind man could see
But I never loved you
I loved the person you pretended to be
Sprouting off about integrity and lies
I know the you I knew is dead on the inside
The only love that you will ever know
Is for the characters you play, it won’t ever be your own
If it stinks then it’s probably shit
I can tell by the quiver in your lip
you still miss me, a blind man could see
But I never loved you
I loved the person you pretended to be
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10. |
Out Of My Head
03:16
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I’m not dreaming ‘bout the time
Your lips came close to touching mine
Oh no I’m not thinking about you
I’m not remembering those eyes
Or the way your stray hand found my thigh
Oh no I’m not thinking about you
I’m not blasting cigarettes
To smoke out my regrets
Oh no I’m not thinking about you
I’m not replaying my mistakes
Every moment that I’m awake
Oh no I’m not thinking about you
I’ve been searching for the chance
To change times and circumstance
I’ve tortured myself with what-ifs and buts
But what’s done is done
So enough is enough
I’m not dreaming ‘bout the time
Your lips came close to touching mine
Oh no I’m not thinking about you
I’m not remembering those eyes
Or the way your stray hand found my thigh
Oh no I’m not thinking about you
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11. |
Make Me Sick
02:43
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Tell me when
You gave up giving a fuck about your friends
When did you decide to prioritise
My wellbeing below your selfish desire
Biding your time
To take something of mine
My defenses were down
In a bottle I’d drowned
Tell me how long
Were you plotting, scheming & planning to do me wrong
How do you just carry on with life
How the fuck do you still sleep at night
Hanging around
For me to slow down
Sob stories and lies
Accusations denied
You make me sick
To the pit of my gut
I’ve had enough
You make me sick
Hate don’t describe
What I’ve got inside
You make me sick
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12. |
Hotdog
02:04
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Written by Detroit Cobras
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13. |
TV Love
03:20
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I gaze at you on my television screen
Then at night I see you in all my dreams
I dream of what I would say if we should meet
I dream you come along and sweep me off my feet
I want the chance to show I
Understand you
More than they do
Wanna tell you how I feel
Even though you’re just a
Fictional
Character
My love for you is real
Oh my love ain’t controlled by the remote
It still holds strong even after the episode
All through the day I can’t clear you from my head
I wish that I could get inside my TV set
I want the chance to show I
Understand you
More than they do
Wanna tell you how I feel
Even though you’re just a
Fictional
Character
My love for you is real
Well my dear the end is awful close
I don’t know what I’ll do without my weekly dose
So I’m afraid when it comes to season’s end
I’ll have to find myself a new TV boyfriend
I want the chance to show I
Understand you
More than they do
Wanna tell you how I feel
Even though you’re just a
Fictional
Character
My love for you is real
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14. |
Seizure Salad Redux
00:34
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