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Kiss all your fingers
What′s that for
You′ll never get to heaven
With your shirt all tore
Cut through your finger
And cut you loose
Lost a lot a blood
Lost a lot a cool cool cool

Now it ain′t such a thrill
It ain′t such a thrill
Now it ain′t such a thrill
It get′s a little dirty
Like the guts of a hack
And you′ll never get it back
You′ll never get the damn thing back

Looked a picture
It took up half a roll
The way you went and took off
Half your clothes, and now
Lyrics
It ain′t such a thrill
It ain′t such a thrill
It started at the back of the shell
And it ain′t such a thrill

Running to catch up
The last city bus
Wearing out your yellow
Hula dress
Lipstick a mess
Your ch-cherry best
Kissing on the window
Just to check on the red

You know, it ain′t such a thrill
Now it ain′t such a thrill
It started at the back of the shell
Now it ain′t such a thrill
It ain′t such a thrill
It ain′t such a thrill
It ain′t such a thrill...

@ The Kills

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Elevator straight into my skull
The escalator rises as it falls
I swear our chant is crashin′ in my mind
You can hold on but I wouldn′t waste your time

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon

I′ve stood in a thousand street scenes
Just around the corner from you
On the edge of a dream that you have
Has anybody ever told you it′s not comin′ true?

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon, the weather had it′s way with you
Farewell my black balloon, the weather had it′s way with you
Farewell my black balloon

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You want to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid want to cuss and fight
In the basement
Warm black rooster worn white hand
The young kids got my name
You like to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid want to cuss and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake on in the basement
The young snake′s got my name

You wanna swing that hand
In the basement
The kid wanna swing that hand
In the basement
Drop your medicine, six white sons
The young snake′s got my name

You want to cuss and fight
LyricsIn the basement
The kid want to cuss and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake on in the basement
The young snake′s got my name

I′m not coming home again
I′m not coming home again

I′m not coming home again
I′m not coming home again

You want to fuck and fight
In the basement
The kid wanna fuck and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake on in the basement
The young snake′s got my name

You want to fuck and fight
In the basement
The kid like to fuck and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake, six white sons
The young kid′s got my name

I′m not coming home again
I′m not coming home again

I′m not coming home again
I′m not coming home again

You want to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid want to cuss and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle skate on in the basement
The young snake′s got my name

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It′s time to stand up our fingers from the bell
Tell me sugar how you felt now
Come on sugar, tell now
Can′t stand your face until it took off
I wouldn′t give a fuck but the love here is such a long walk
If this all goes well you won′t have nothing
So tell you dead wrong, dead wrong
And now you′re long gone
Hang out for minute and re-think
Question, tell me what she′d done
Just one, cause I can′t see nothing

So, one, two and
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

LyricsGot my hand caught in a cat claw, scream!
On everyone′s that time looks around, they′re talking trees, you know
Never know who′s coming, might easy be me, you know
Give up for my love, cause that′s too much, fuck!

So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

Oh...

It′s time to stand up our fingers from the bell
Tell me sugar how you felt now
Come on sugar, tell now
Can′t stand your face until it took off
I wouldn′t give a fuck but the love here is such a long walk

So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

@ The Kills

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I′m bored of cheap and cheerful
I want expend some sadness
Hospital bills, parole
Open doors to madness

I want you to be crazy ′coz you′re borin′ baby when you′re straight
I want you to be crazy ′coz you′re stupid baby when you′re sane

I′m sick of social crazes
Show your ____ teeth
Lose your cool in public
Did the legal meet
′Coz love is just a dialogue
You can′t survive on ice-cream
You gotta see me dancin′ dog
It′s alright (it′s alright) to be mean (to be mean)

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This dead road leads down
To that dead road and back
To the road where the oldest road
Met the first dead road that cracked
Made the second and curved the third
Forked the forth and said to the fifth
"If you walk just a couple of miles
You′re gonna come across the sixth, the sixth, the sixth"

It runs into a ditch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Floating belly flush
Floating belly up, up, up, up

Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish

This dead road leads down
To that dead road and back
To the road where the oldest road
LyricsMet the first dead road and cracked

Made the second and curved the third
Forked the forth and said to the fifth
"If you walk just a couple of miles
You′re gonna come across the sixth, the sixth, the sixth"

Dead road seven is a bitch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Floating belly flush
Floating belly up, up, up, up

Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish

Dead road seven is a bitch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Floating belly flush
Floating belly up, up, up, up

Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish

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Got six troubles
On my back
Like six little milk teeth
All gone bad

Won′t move over
Won′t get gone
Won′t move over m m m m mm

Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains m m m m mm

Only got ten minutes
Better get me good
Pull out my little milk teeth
Pull good

Won′t move over
Won′t get gone
Won′t move over
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains

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What′s going on fire,
I want you to know
My spirit′s alive,
I want you to know

I′m getting down with the awkward moments
I′m getting down with the sour kiss
I′m getting down with the rumors in the back of the car
I′m getting down with it

Single when you get to the top
SIngle when you want it, when you want to stop
We could, we could crash, we could, we could, bum bum
We could take it, we could we could take it take it in tons

Getting down
Getting down with your new vocation
Getting down with your cute cut wrists
I′m getting down with the kisses and grow stitches on it
I′m getting down with it

Here′s a message from my old coat pocket
My spirit′s alive,
I want you to know

I′m getting down with the young drunk lovers
I′m getting down with the one way pack
I′m getting down with the city and the pity of it
I′m getting down with it

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speed′s working, i see it in everyone
like a lost idea under lightbulb sun
your eyes, ready for takeoff, melt in your head
what a beautiful state we′re in

jailers(?) in my mind are all dead
i love you so much, never forget
our love, our secret′s coming undone
what a beautiful state we′re in

good night, another bad morning (x5)
good night (another bad)
good night (another bad)
good night (another bad)
good night, another bad morning

@ The Kills