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Totus Tuus
02:58
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Immaculate Conception, Mary, my Mother.
Live in me. Act in me. Speak in and through me.
Think your thoughts in my mind. Love, through my heart.
Give me your dispositions and feelings.
Teach, lead and guide me to Jesus.
Correct, enlighten and expand my thoughts and behavior.
Possess my soul. Take over my entire personality and life.
Replace it with yourself.
Incline me to constant adoration and thanksgiving.
Pray in me and through me.
Let me live in you and keep me in this union always.
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By Midnight I'm Gone
04:38
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Here comes your 7th son
but you don't know
'cause there's six more to come
as I'm knockin' on your door
all I hear you say is
nevermore
nevermore
Here comes your Only One
but you don't know
'cause there's more of them to come
and as I lay out my praying hands
all I hear you say is
neverends
neverends
but it's alright now
and I'm ready now
by midnight I'm gone
Here comes your 7th son
but you don't know
cause the six are all gone
there's a Devil hangin' on my door
and I hear him singin'
nevermore
nevermore
Here comes your Only One
but you don't know cause the deed
it had been done
as I fold my weary hands
all I hear you say is
neverends
neverends
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3. |
Down Down Down
03:04
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Oh, little girl - don't cry, don't cry,
your mother is fine and it's all over now,
we've dressed her in her favorite gown
as she went - down, down, down.
Oh, little girl - don't cry, don't cry,
your father is up with your mother now,
and they are happy in a happy town,
as they went - down, down, down.
Oh, little girl - why have you no BROTHER?
-a poor little brother to sleep through the night?
-a poor little brother to steal from the night?
Oh, little girl - why have you no SISTER?
-a poor little sister to kiss in the night?
-a poor little sister to kill in the night?
Oh, little girl - don't cry, don't cry,
the wave of an axe is a wave of goodbye,
soon out of mind and well out of sight
you go down, down, down
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4. |
Betty Murdered
04:44
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Betty turns off the lights
gently brushes her long hair down
slips out of her midnight gown
and waits for her dreams to drown her
Betty lights up a cigarette
the smoke slowly gets in her eyes
then she whisperes into thin air
''I call upon the Angels
to sleep by my side''
Betty takes an empty glass
and pours in her poison of choice
then her tongue just slips across the lips
and she kisses the Angels goodnight
and suddenly she's wrapped up in dreams
like a drunken ship floats side to side
and she slowly just slips away
as heart gently moves her breast
Betty saw the Moon
Betty saw the Stars
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5. |
My Body, My Way
06:07
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I drink till I had enough
I forget I was drinking
I dream till I had enough
I forget I was dreaming of you
I try and strangle
the life of the memory,
the stench, the stagnant cross.
I weep till I had enough
I forget I was weeping
I try till I had enough
I forget I was trying for you
I try to envision the Garden of Eden
and God for eternity sitting in silence
and in my chest nothing but smoke
and nothing but nothing.
My Body, My Way
[I stick the needle in]
My Body, My Way
[I stick the needle in]
My Body, My Way
[How low do you think you go?]
My Body, My Way
[How long do you plan to go on?]
I try and murder the life of the memory,
the seed, the conception, invincible demon,
the stench and the stagnant cross,
and try to envision the void into darkness
and God for eternity sitting in silence
and in my chest nothing but smoke
and nothing but nothing
[My body is a cage
and I forever hold it
it's my way or no way
for you to behold it]
My Body, My Way
[it's smoke and it's darkness
if God's good for something
I don't ask for much
but it's better than nothing]
My Body, My Way
[the drinking and dreaming,
the weeping and crying,
the garden of Eden,
the sitting and dying]
My Body, My Way
[Enough is enough,
how low do I go,
enough is enough
and the needle is slow]
My Body, My Way
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6. |
Lady of Sorrow
03:35
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I see the city sleeps,
I hear the rain saying wonderfull things
and you know that I adore
every bone and every scar
on your face that stands tall
you, our lady of Sorrow
lie drenched in the mud
under the sycamore
above the sick and sore
between the Earth and the Sky
waiting, waiting to slowly die
I see the tree stands naked
strapped of its autumn leaves
and you know that I admire
every sacrifice you ever did
you, our lady of Sorrow
give birth to your son
the Great Depression
nailed to cross for those the unworthy
of Sorrow, our lady
of Sorrow, our girl
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7. |
Captain, Row Your Boat
04:45
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Captain, row your boat,
row to the shore
Captain,
where is this Brave New World?
(Captain, we're hungry!
I think the Captain's crazy!
Where are we going?)
oh, we've seen nothing now
we've seen nothing now
we've seen nothing now
but these Heavy Seas
(Salt and Sea!
The waves are drowning!
The Captain is crazy!)
Seagulls schreech above us
silent waters are below us
and we haven't layed an anchor
for a year
There's nothing to stand on
the boards are too rotten
the goitres grow bigger
and the sails are all torn
Captain, row your boat,
Captain, row your boat,
Captain, row to the shore
(The Captain's lost his mind,
this is no way to die,
I did not sign for this
to die in this abyss
we have to turn the boat,
we have to head out home,
there's nothing to be found,
and we should turn around,
find some ground!)
Captain, the men are all seasick
the scurvy is upon us
and the men are spitting teeth!
Oh, we've seen nothing now
we've seen nothing now
(what have we seen?)
we've seen nothing now
(what have seen?)
but these heavy seas?
Captain!
(what have we seen?
Nothing!)
Row, row, row!
Captain!
(what have we seen?
Nothing!)
Row, row row!
Captain!
Row, row, row!
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8. |
Lady of Violence
03:06
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She'll drain you, she'll drown you,
She’ll defrock you, uncrown you,
She will shroud you in lies,
And she'll pluck out your eyes,
So come hell or high water,
She is Lucifer's daughter,
She will feed you with silence,
She is Sorrow, she's Violence,
And you'll cry and you'll bleed
And you'll scream, yes indeed
Oh, but it entertains you
How she drowns and she drains you
With her love.
Ask for more now, why don’t you
Let her play, let her haunt you
‘Cause she’s strong like a drug, you’ll learn
She goes for the jugular.
And once you expire
She will set the woods on fire,
And you’ll run like a refugee,
You’ll burn like an effigy.
Say you’ve had enough,
She will smile and call your bluff
And once she has slain you
She will drown and she’ll drain you
With her love.
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9. |
My Funny Valentine
04:49
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Hey, my funny valentine
can't you see I ain't laughing yet
hey, my funny valentine
put a smile on this sickening face
hey, why don't you tell a joke
hey, why don't you stick yer tongue out
hey, why won't you just play dead
hey, why won't you smile
don't give up, just give in
don't give up, play with me
hey, why don't we play some catch
I could catch you, you could laugh
hey, why won't you just play doctor
you could be my nurse
hey, my funny valentine
I still don't think that I am laughing
hey, my funny valentine
I still don't think that you're amusing
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10. |
Spirits
04:18
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I drink too many spirits
'cause my spirit is all gone,
and I smoke a pack of cigarettes
'cause sometimes they need a home,
and it is all a whirlwind,
heat and a flash,
I know it's not Love
but it feels much the same,
some call it the Devil,
I just call it by her name.
I take too many sleeping pills
'cause my troubles cannot sleep,
and I use too many bullets
for killing counting sheep,
and it is all a maelstrom,
fire and a blaze,
I know it's not Love
but it feels much the same,
some call it Mefistofeles,
I just call it by her name.
I drink too many spirits
'cause my spirit is all gone,
hand me another cup, my Friend,
this poison needs a home!
I take too much of anything
just whatever I can get,
as long as it can kill you
ain't that an honest bet?
And it is all a thunderstorm,
lightning and a flare,
I know it's not Love
but it feels much the same,
some call it Beelzebub,
I just call it by her name.
I take it that I take too much,
I never had a giving hand,
and when there's nothing left, my Friend,
it's when I'm taking my last stand,
and it is all a howl,
vortex and a roar,
I know it's not Love
but it feels much the same,
some may call it Satan,
I just call it by her name.
I drink too many spirits,
'cause my spirit is all gone,
hand me another cup, my Friend,
this poison needs a home!
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11. |
Violence
03:54
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Now isn't violence
a real romantic thing?
a-ha-ha-ha
With all the
sobbing and a throbbing
and a licking and a sticking
and a pulling and a pushing
and a catching and a scratching
a-ha-ha-ha, a-ha-ha-ha
isn't violence fun?
Spread yer legs like scissors,
there's something to cut down here!
ha-ha-ha!
Now isn't violence
a mutual thing?
a-ha-ha
With all the grabbing around
like a pair of angry chimps?
ha-ha-ha
Spread yer legs like scissors,
there's something to cut down here,
take a pair of clippers and
hold me close, hold me close
feel the heart-beat, feel the ha-ha-rt-beat
a-ha-ha-ha, a-ha-ha-ha
isn't violence fun?
Spread yer legs like scissors,
spread 'em up, spread 'em up,
spread 'em up, spread 'em up!
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12. |
The Cecil Hotel
04:39
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If you're ever in LA
And you need a place to stay,
There's a hotel on Main Street that's proved to be fun;
So, follow me boys and
See Wylis take poison
On November 19, 1931.
Come to the Cecil,
Your joys will increase, well
What happens at the Cecil, at the Cecil it stays
Come to the Cecil,
Check in, grab your keys, well
You know that the Cecil is a marvelous place.
Come to this room,
See Ben Dodich meet his doom
As he blows his fucking brains out and goes straight to hell
See Sergeant Louis Borden
Pick the room he can afford and
Slash his throat with a razor cause he's not feeling well.
In the telephone wire
See Gracey die,
She fell from the window on the ninth floor.
See Roy Thompson breathe deep
And take a suicide leap
To be found on the skylight of the building next door
I'm sure you have heard
About what occured
To Dorothy Jean when she was 19
She thought the baby she had
It had been born dead
So she threw it out the window and wiped herself clean.
See Helen Gurnee
Fall on the marquee
When she silently steps right off the fence
Like Julia Moore
Did from the eight floor
Leaving nothing behind but 59 cents.
When Pauline had enough,
She jumped and landed rough
On George Gianinni who was passing by,
His hands in his pockets.
She struck him like a rocket
Let me tell you that's a mighty strange way to die.
Pigeon Goldie's faith
Was to be strangled and raped
And stabbed, with her Dodgers cap still on her head
Like so many before,
Death knocked on her door
And the very next morning she was found dead.
One day it was raining
And the guests were complaining
That the water tasted funny and the pressure was low.
They found Elisa had sank
In the rooftop water tank
Where for days she had been decomposing slow.
So come to the Cecil,
Your joys will increase, well
What happens at the Cecil, at the Cecil it stays
Come to the Cecil,
Check in, grab your keys, well
You know that the Cecil is a marvelous place.
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13. |
Today's Gethsemane
05:55
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It's such an endeavour,
This mock dress rehearsal,
Suffering forever
Our pain universal
And no death will save us,
And no grave will hide us
The pain will enslave us
Like encephalitis
And fight us inside us
To hell all invite us
But we're already there.
It's futile, it's useless,
It's so unforgiving
To be so damn clueless
And side with the living
To madness we're driven,
It's life that will break us
Just give up, don't give in
May nothingness take us.
Today's Gethsemane
Tomorrow's Golgotha
Today's Gethsemane
Tomorrow's Golgotha
Today's Gethsemane
Tomorrow's Golgotha
And we're already there.
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