Q Strange lyrics
Q Strange lyrics
"Decayed Thoughts Lyrics"
4th Time Around Lyrics
by Bob Dylan When she said, "Don't waste your words, they're just lies," I cried she was deaf. And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, Then said, "What else you got left?" It was then that I got up to leave But she said, "Don't forget, Everybody must give something back For something they get."
(Some of you people listen to this music like this shit is funny
Man this shit ain't funny
I have a problem
And I need help
I mean goddamn look at me
Just look at me)
Godamn, look at me, I'm a mess
I mean, what the hell is happening these days
I don't want to hurt people it's just my mind
I?I can't control myself
Argh
Sitting by a dumpster on a dark and rainy night
I'm killing in a alie ain't a soul in site
Theres rain pouring down on my blood stained clothes
Trembling and shaking cause I just don't know
What's going on
by Bob Dylan When she said, "Don't waste your words, they're just lies," I cried she was deaf. And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, Then said, "What else you got left?" It was then that I got up to leave But she said, "Don't forget, Everybody must give something back For something they get."
(Some of you people listen to this music like this shit is funny
Man this shit ain't funny
I have a problem
And I need help
I mean goddamn look at me
Just look at me)
Godamn, look at me, I'm a mess
I mean, what the hell is happening these days
I don't want to hurt people it's just my mind
I?I can't control myself
Argh
Sitting by a dumpster on a dark and rainy night
I'm killing in a alie ain't a soul in site
Theres rain pouring down on my blood stained clothes
Trembling and shaking cause I just don't know
What's going on
Women To Women Lyrics
You and i We love the same guy Don't it make you sad Don't it make you cry You and i Asked you to choose Someone must win And one of us has to loose Women to women Women to women to man Oh tell me something Something i don't understand Once in the lifetime Someone like him comes along with the feeling right inside me
Body parts are rotting in the dumpster right beside me
I don't know who I killed or even why I did it
The last thing I remember I was sitting in my kitchen
Now I'm more covered in blood and I'm fucking soaking wet
I got a human heart on a chain around my neck
My mind is rotting and my thoughts are decayed
A sick imagination in a blood stained brain
So I stand up rain beats off my face
So I get my hatchet and I put it on my waist
Take off my mask and I put it on to place
There ain't no time to waist its blood I wanna taste
I walk into a diner that's open all night
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Walked to the place and they're scared as hell
I jump over the counter and they start to yell
I tell the bitch to shut her mouth
And stay the fuck still
Grab the cook's head
Plant his face on the grill
And as I press harder I can smell flesh burnin
Took a hatchet to his neck the blood starts squirtin
Bbody hits the floor, his heads still fryin
His wife lays on the headless body and shes cryin
grabbed her by the hair bit out her throat
She gasps for air and the bitch starts to choke
I leave her to die while I grab the cooks head
I Think I'm Gonna Like It Here Lyrics
GRACE Cecille will pick out all your clothes CECILLE (spoken) Green is her best color, no blue I think. GRACE Your bath is drawn by Mrs. Greer. GREER (spoken) Soap...no, bubbles, I think. GRACE Annette comes in to make your bed.>
I slice off his cheek and I put it in some bread
Cut off their fingers put em in the deep fryer
I ate em' on the counter while I light the place on fire
Leave the burning building
In search of more victims
If anybody steps into my path I'm gonna kill em
Got a pocket full of bibles in my trench coat
A bloody lunchbox filled with noses and throats
Hacked up fragments of brain stuck in my hair
A mayonnais jar filled with bit off ears
man I'm in tears
(Chorus - repeat 4X)
My mind is rotting and my thoughts are decayed
A sick imagination in a blood stained brain
You and i We love the same guy Don't it make you sad Don't it make you cry You and i Asked you to choose Someone must win And one of us has to loose Women to women Women to women to man Oh tell me something Something i don't understand Once in the lifetime Someone like him comes along
Body parts are rotting in the dumpster right beside me
I don't know who I killed or even why I did it
The last thing I remember I was sitting in my kitchen
Now I'm more covered in blood and I'm fucking soaking wet
I got a human heart on a chain around my neck
My mind is rotting and my thoughts are decayed
A sick imagination in a blood stained brain
So I stand up rain beats off my face
So I get my hatchet and I put it on my waist
Take off my mask and I put it on to place
There ain't no time to waist its blood I wanna taste
I walk into a diner that's open all night
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Lovely Rita Lyrics
Lovely Rita meter maid Lovely Rita meter maid Lovely Rita meter maid nothing can come between us When it gets dark I tow your heart away Standing by a parking meter when I caught a glimpse of Rita Filling in a ticket in her little white book In a cap she looked much older And the bag across her shou
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There ain't nobody in there but the cook and his wifeLovely Rita meter maid Lovely Rita meter maid Lovely Rita meter maid nothing can come between us When it gets dark I tow your heart away Standing by a parking meter when I caught a glimpse of Rita Filling in a ticket in her little white book In a cap she looked much older And the bag across her shou
Walked to the place and they're scared as hell
I jump over the counter and they start to yell
I tell the bitch to shut her mouth
And stay the fuck still
Grab the cook's head
Plant his face on the grill
And as I press harder I can smell flesh burnin
Took a hatchet to his neck the blood starts squirtin
Bbody hits the floor, his heads still fryin
His wife lays on the headless body and shes cryin
grabbed her by the hair bit out her throat
She gasps for air and the bitch starts to choke
I leave her to die while I grab the cooks head
I Think I'm Gonna Like It Here Lyrics
GRACE Cecille will pick out all your clothes CECILLE (spoken) Green is her best color, no blue I think. GRACE Your bath is drawn by Mrs. Greer. GREER (spoken) Soap...no, bubbles, I think. GRACE Annette comes in to make your bed.
I slice off his cheek and I put it in some bread
Cut off their fingers put em in the deep fryer
I ate em' on the counter while I light the place on fire
Leave the burning building
In search of more victims
If anybody steps into my path I'm gonna kill em
Got a pocket full of bibles in my trench coat
A bloody lunchbox filled with noses and throats
Hacked up fragments of brain stuck in my hair
A mayonnais jar filled with bit off ears
man I'm in tears
(Chorus - repeat 4X)
My mind is rotting and my thoughts are decayed
A sick imagination in a blood stained brain