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Monster Man `Soul Coughing`

Stop hitching the monster man It was a bad plan, but I had to get to town Unbitten, but the way I found it was a hand came down And pow, I got illuminated That's why I have got my mind in my own Hand over

Disseminated `Soul Coughing`

The Goat chewed up Once a tin can The Goat shat out was a Ford Sedan Like an eyeball Like a square cut Like a funny car Like a monster truck Call up bop and I'm bunting stomach Koko mop I chop chunking

Sleepless `Soul Coughing`

lines you are going to Recida to make love to a model from Ohio whose real name you don't know you spin like the cadillac was overturning down a cliff on television and the radio is on and the radio man

Screenwriters Blues `Soul Coughing`

lines you are going to Recida to make love to a model from Ohio whose real name you don't know you spin like the cadillac was overturning down a cliff on television and the radio is on and the radio man

Casiotone Nation (Live) `Soul Coughing`

Yor, Yor, he's a man, he's a man. Yor, Yor, he's a man, he's a man. Everybody's movin' Everybody's movin' Everybody's movin', movin', movin', movin'... 1 2 3, 4 5 6, 7 8 9, 10 11 12.

$300 `Soul Coughing`

People's Republic of lumps in my oatmeal The People's Republic of Casiotone The People's Republic of Casiotone 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75, 80, 85, 90, 95, 100 Yor, Yor, he's a man

Is Chicago, Is Not Chicago `Soul Coughing`

A man drives a plane into the Chrysler building Saskatoon is in the room Poulsbo is in the room Bennetsville is in the room Palmyra is in the room Is Chicago Is not Chicago Is Chicago Is not Chicago A

City Of Motors `Soul Coughing`

Three times dark, third on the rooftops; Man jumps between and grabs the rail. Man pulls the door but the door is locked. Man gouge the hinge and goes down the stairs.

Super Bon Bon `Soul Coughing`

Move aside and let the man go through. Let the man go through. If I stole Somebody else's wave To fly up. If I rose Up with the avenue Behind me. Some kind of verb. Some kind of moving thing.

Super Bon Bon(Propellorheads mix) `Soul Coughing`

Move aside and let the man go through. Let the man go through. If I stole Somebody else's wave To fly up. If I rose Up with the avenue Behind me. Some kind of verb. Some kind of moving thing.

Bus To Beelzebub `Soul Coughing`

self I had as life not be as live To be in awe of such a thing as I myself As for my own concern I had as think to think As keep on thinking not so hard as for the brain to burn And at the salad bar a man

True Dreams Of Wichita `Soul Coughing`

Signal got lost to the satellite Got lost in the Rideup to the Plungedown; Man sends the ray of the electric light Sends the impulse Through the air Down to home And you can stand On the arms Of the Waynesburg

Maybe I'll Come Down `Soul Coughing`

the rotor Maybe I'll come down She's on Laureate's turf, she's on Laureate's side She's in a better state, she feels a better fire And oh I dreamed a great parade, shooting all the guns in Brooklyn The man

Fully Retractable `Soul Coughing`

won't kill me and these things it stands to reason these things please tell me throw out the la-la by the busload Match the photo to the description I do indeed and shall continue Dispatch the shiftless man

Down To This `Soul Coughing`

muscles in a mess like a mess of spaghetti Hack through the mess with a greased-up machete Hang from the axles of a box car Follow the dotted line Like a steer to Chicago But to the hooks of the Chicago man

Monster `최고은/최고은`

I take the one and spread it out This will be my sound The body and the soul are getting to bloom Answer to this sound Empty your mind Justify Answer to this sound I take the one and spread it

Monster `최고은`

I take the one and spread it out This will be my sound The body and the soul are getting to bloom Answer to this sound Empty your mind Justify Answer to this sound I take the one and spread it

Monster `Malevolent Creation`

Shell of a man left to wither and die. Deteriorating waste, ignoring his mind's cry. Addiction continues, more population to abuse. MONSTER! Expanding into your lungs, banish your right of thought.

Monster `Static-X`

hating, waiting for you Don't you, won't you, don't lie Give it, get it, live it, let it Dedicated, nothing sacred for you Don't you, won't you, I die Wreak havoc, I'm crippled Your polluted soul

Paint `Soul Coughing`

A murder of lawyers in overcoats. A murder of lawyers in overcoats. A murder of lawyers in overcoats, shoulders up, heads slung low, looking like a swarm of M's swarming the crosswalk. Looking up at a...

Sugar Free Jazz `Soul Coughing`

Normalize the signal and you're banging on freon paleolithic eon put the fake goatee on and it booms as cool as sugar free jazz Schools he bombs, he bombs Stack wax lie like a placemat won't lap or he...

Blueeyed Devil `Soul Coughing`

Blue eyed devil. Blue eyed devil. Born to be a God among Salesmen. Working the skinny tie. Slugging down fruit juice. Extra tall extra wide. 33 degrees Six hundred and sixty six Dig digging it, come o...

Moon Sammy `Soul Coughing`

Moon Sammy walks. Across the floor. Below the floor. There is a wall. Behind the wall. There is a chair. Moon Sammy knows. The chair is there. But that's OK, that's OK, you can do thatif you're wound ...

Supra Genius `Soul Coughing`

Normalize the signal and you're banging on freon paleolithic eon put the fake goatee on and it booms as cool as sugar free jazz Schools he bombs, he bombs Stack wax lie like a placemat won't lap or he...

Uh, Zoom Zip `Soul Coughing`

Zoom zip and uh wake up, uh zoom zip My eye like a noisegate the number 8 frustrate and I roll to the floor fruit to the fruit to the core of a spheroid embedded in my skull the round the zero the sym...

Mr Bitterness `Soul Coughing`

Moon Sammy walks. Across the floor. Below the floor. There is a wall. Behind the wall. There is a chair. Moon Sammy knows. The chair is there. But that's OK, that's OK, you can do thatif you're wound ...

Janine `Soul Coughing`

Janine, I drink you up, Janine, I drink you up, Janine, Janine, I sing, If you were the Baltic Sea and I were a cup, uh huh, Varick Street and I drove South, With my hands on the wheel and your taste ...

Soft Serve `Soul Coughing`

The body like soft serve, dripping down in the June sun, I tried to shoot a thought, but the thought sunk. Nothing to do but scratch words in the dirt and Watch the water roll down. Phantom kisses buz...

White Girl `Soul Coughing`

Whose song is that remembered? At random, surpenting Throught fatty coils, emerging some other thought it's thinking this light stands above the houses on the ground this illumination visited upon the...

Soundtrack To Mary `Soul Coughing`

Easy places to get away to. Easy limbs languid all around you. All my time is Dirt on your hands. Fingers drifting Down my spine now. Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall. Soundtrack to Mary. Many minds...