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(You Gotta) Suck It Up
01:57
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(YOU GOTTA) SUCK IT UP
You gotta suck it up (you gotta suck it up!)
You gotta suck it up (if you can't suck it up,)
You gotta let it go (you betta let it go)
'Cos if you can't suck it up & you won't let it go,
It's gonna get stuck stuck stuck
And oh boy... that's gonna blow.
There's a great big hole inside o' you
That nature abhors, and so do you
That's why you suck suck suck
Just to fill it up
But you know deep down
It'll never be enough
And so you suck it up (you gotta suck it up!)
You gotta suck it up (if you can't suck it up,)
You gotta let it go (you betta let it go)
'Cos if you can't suck it up & you won't let it go,
It's gonna get stuck stuck stuck
And oh boy... that's gonna blow.
There's a whirling storm a-driving you
The blades are spinning and pushing it through,
But the pressure drops
As the pressure grows,
And just for a moment
Everything flows
That's why you suck suck suck suck suck suck suck
Yeah you suck, you suck, you suck, you suck
Oh you suck suck suck, yeah you suck suck suck
And you can feel it in your heart that you're always gonna suck
Yeah you can feel it in your heart that you're always gonna
suck it up (you're gonna suck it up!)
You gotta suck it up (if you can't suck it up,)
You gotta let it go (you betta let it go)
'Cos if you can't suck it up & you won't let it go,
It's gonna get stuck stuck stuck
And oh boy... that's gonna blow.
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2. |
The Organ Stops
02:07
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THE ORGAN STOPS
Cell
Tissue
Organ
Organ system
Organism organism organism organism organism organism organism organism
The skin is an organ
The liver is in an organ
The brain is an organ
The bladder is an organ
A bone is an organ
A kidney is an organ
A lung is an organ
A heart is an organ
Till it stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stops stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop
St...
Oh no, not again...
Structure without function is the future
Structure without function is your future
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3. |
brb
01:23
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BRB
Oh why won't you
Let me be,
Let me be
Whatever I should happen to be?
It doesn't matter, man:
It's all determined anyway.
Ah but let me be right
'Cos I have been wrong
For so damn long:
I've lacked the inspiration, yeah,
I've lacked the dedication to change...
But now I've seen the light,
And that's the reason why I sing this song
And you know there is nothing
Stopping me disintegrating into my constituent parts
And reassembling in a form that is more pleasing to you
But come on man, cut me some slack:
I'll pick a new one off the rack
And try it on for size
And if you give me a moment
I'll be right back.
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4. |
The Doppelgänger
02:01
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THE DOPPELGANGER
Dark is the night
The streets are deserted
The house where my love lived
There, just like before...
It must be years now
Since she was last here
And even more years
Since I stood by her door.
But there’s someone else
Who stares at her window
He’s wracked with anguish
In pain and in woe
How I shudder
When, in a flash of moonlight
I see his face, it’s a face that I know.
You doppelgänger
So pale and so haunted
How dare you mock my misery?
How dare you suffer what I suffered?
So many nights
So long ago
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5. |
Lemon Soaked Napkin
00:44
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LEMON SOAKED NAPKIN
Have you seen the world outside?
Have you seen the world outside?
Have you seen the world outside?
Have you seen the world outside?
Civilization's been and gone;
We are not your passengers,
We are not your passengers!
"There has been a slight delay.
Lemon-soaked napkins are on their way."
Have you seen the world outside?
Civilization's been and gone:
There are no lemon napkins
On their way from anywhere.
Have you seen the world outside?
Civilization's been and gone:
There are no lemon napkins
On their way from anywhere.
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THERE'S A HAPPY CORPSE AT THE BOTTOM OF MY GARDEN (AND ITS NAME IS CHARLES BAUDELAIRE)
In a rich fertile soil where snails recess,
I wish to dig my own deep roomy grave,
There to stretch out my old bones, motionless,
Snug in death's sleep as sharks are in the wave.
Men's testaments and tombs spell queasiness,
The world's laments are not a boon I crave,
While yet I live, I would rather let the crows press
My carrion blood from out my skull and nave.
O worms, black comrades without eyes or ears,
Behold, a dead man, glad and free, appears!
Lecher philosophers, spawn of decay,
Rummage remorseless through my crumbling head
To tell what torture may remain today
For this my soulless body which is dead.
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7. |
B.Y.S.U.
00:36
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B.Y.S.U.
I'm too busy to back my shit up!
I'm too busy to back my shit up!
I'm too busy to back my shit up!
I'm too busy to back my shit up!
Back my shit up? Back my shit up?
I'm too busy to back my shit up!
I'm too busy to back my shit up!
Oh shit.
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