Cover di Souljacker

Souljacker
Album - 19 settembre 2001 - Debaser id 21503

di Eels

Comming home from the school today,
Crying all along the way,
aint no way for a boy to be,
begging momma shave me please,

You little punks think you own this town,
but someday someones gonna bring you down,
life aint pretty for a dogfaced boy,
life aint pretty for a dogfaced boy.

You take back what you said now,
thats the last time i cry,
you dont know what it is to be a friend now,
till i walk beside you on the street,

and now,
ma wont shave me,
jesus cant save me,
dogfaced boy.

Life aint pretty for a dogfaced boy (x 4)

Going back to the school tomorrow,
hang my heavy head in sorrow,
aint no way for a boy to be,
aint no way to set me free.

now, ma wont shave me,
jesus cant save me,
dogfaced boy.(x 2)
Il tuo voto:
Did you think that I would laugh when you said I was small
Did you think that that would pass as if nothing at all

You say a lot of funny things, my little bunny
And I almost always laugh, but that's not really funny

You play the little bells and tell a good story
You bake delicious pie and that's enough for me

But I am big, I am your man, and you're my little honey
And I like what you have to say, but that's not really funny

You must not continue to emasculate me
The neighbour children through the window clearly see

The little boy will wipe his nose because it's runny
Then point at me and laugh, but that's not really funny
Il tuo voto:
You don't have a clue,
what it is like
to be next to you.

I'm here to tell you,
that it is good,
that it is true.

Birds singing a song,
old paint is peeling,
this is that fresh
that fresh feeling.
Words can't be that strong,
my heart is reelin',
this is that fresh,
that fresh feeling.

Try, try to forget,
what's in the past,
tomorrow is here.

Love, orange sky above,
lighting your way
there's nothing to fear.

Birds singing a song,
old paint is peeling,
this is that fresh
that fresh feeling.
Words can't be that strong,
my heart is reelin' and,
this is that fresh,
that fresh feeling.

Some people are good,
babe in the hood,
so pure and so free.

I make a safe bet,
you're gonna get,
whatever you need.

Birds singing a song,
old paint is peeling,
this is that fresh
that fresh feeling.
Words can't be that strong,
my heart is reeelin',
this is that fresh,
that fresh feeling.

That fresh feeling.
This is that fresh feeling.
Il tuo voto:
22 miles of hard road
33 years of tough luck
44 skulls buried in the ground
Crawling down through the muck
Oh yeah

Johnny don't like the teacher
Johnny don't like the school
One day Johnny is gonna do somethin'
Show 'em he's nobody's fool
Oh yeah

Chorus:
Sisters Brothers make better lovers
Family Affairs down under the covers...
trailer parks the broken hearts
won't let you leave until you're bleeding

Sally don't like her daddy
Sally don't like her friends
Sally and Johnny watchin' TV
Waitin' for it to end
Oh yeah

(Chorus)

22 miles of hard road
33 years of tough luck
44 skulls buried in the ground
Crawling down through the muck
Oh yeah
Il tuo voto:
If you're scared to die
You better not be scared to live
I've been spending all my days
Giving all I can give
Last night I heard someone walk in
Through my bedroom door
What they wanted I'm not exactly sure

A friendly ghost is all I need

Marking time on a broken watch
Counting days 'til the old pawn shop
Gives me back my saxophone
Then everyone's gonna leave me alone

Two times I thought I heard someone
Knocking on the glass
I hid my head and prayed that it would pass

A friendly ghost is all I need

If you're scared to die you better
Not be scared to live
I've been carrying round a grudge
Think I better forgive

Last night I heard footsteps walking
On the attic floor
I got up and I opened up the door

A friendly ghost is all I need
Il tuo voto:
lookin downtown sun-riser sam
bring it on down now i'm in a jam
where did you find such a rockin vest?
so get away kid, you've become a pest

heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch

silky gown
pink and brown
shut you down
and shut you up

little lizard legs and rubber lizard tails
always taste better when you're sittin in jail
still i don't think that i can resist
after all the times that i had to kiss

heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch

keep at arms length from the long armed law
goin to the bank for a $50 withdrawl
gonna find the place where the weirdos hang
knockin on the door for a $50 bang

silky gown
pink and brown
shut you down
and shut you up

heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
heaven can't help a teenage witch
from sinking deeper down into the ditch
Il tuo voto:
I don't miss where I came from
But each night, I dream about being back home
When I wake up in the morning
I'm too tired, too tired of being alone
So I get up and go downtown
And pick me out a little piece of ground where I
Can prove something to the world
I can prove something to the world

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer

Daddy put us in the truck and dropped us off and said good luck
One lucky kid waiting for the bus
Made a winner out of one of us

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer

Goin' down by the railroadtracks where
People know they'd better not relax
I'm the man, baby, I am the man
This is where I can make you understand
I'm the bus stop boxer

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me
Il tuo voto:
Mama had a epidural
hoping I would be a girl.
The night was black, the sky was blue
the darker clouds are showing noon
I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,
Didn't give in,
I came out.

And here I am.

I found my way, down the street.
Chicken Hawks, filled with meat.
The man was big, the gun was loaded,
she had cash, but never showed it,
I heard screamin', bleeding throat
and baby I got on that boat.

And here I am.

Now im up here in the trees
shaking off the bugs and fleas
the days are long, the sun is beatin'
He says (It says) I don't die with you

Send me some lovin'
Send me some lovin'
Send it now

Send it by giraffe, on jungle telegraph
Il tuo voto:
The sun kisses the morning dew
just the way that i'm kissing you
The birds are tweeting in sweet harmony
Teaching the free world how to be free

The day is new and a good one too
How can i prove my love to you
I wanna give you everything
Me and the birds
now we're gonna sing

When i wake up to your beautiful smile
Sometimes it takes me a little while
to realize that i am awake
and that living today will be
a piece of cake

and i won't keep you for myself
no you're not a toy on my shelf
the world needs to know that you're here
so spread your wings and fly, my dear

The day is new and a good one too
How can i prove my love to you
I wanna give you everything
Me and the birds
now we're gonna sing
Il tuo voto:
So you've got balls now
Murray on the run
Down on Newberry Street
Seventeen seconds of fun
Apes are overrated blocky
A kinky batch of pudding, yay
Garbage dump, pumpkin rot
And candy apple gray
Werewolf in the flowerbed
Perfect day for lucky guy
This song was never meant to be released
What's that flaming ball in the sky?
The crackhead from Texas
He can read my feet
A bruised piñata
And a liquid pixie
If friends were flowers
Nothing gold can stay
Gun-sexual sense
And squeegee tails
Bees in the cookie jar
Symphonic despair
Reinventing the manifesto
Are you? We don't care
Jacuzzis and bunnies
A broken fondue set
Koool G is in the outhouse
You can be my Mr. French
This old Frisbee
Is shitting in the alley
I saw a naked picture of me on the Internet
Wearing Jesus' new snowshoes
Golly gee
If Hell is crowded, then we shall sing
A hip song for the kids in the back
For Michelle and the dripping of a faucet
Ride the vicious bicycle on the tracks
Olympic mayonnaise
Doctor Thunder
Low occupancy vehicle stops and starts
With Hollywood suspicion
The doctor had snake hearts
Il tuo voto:
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