Lampshade
i don't want no cryin'
all upon my sleeve
i just want somebody
who got no place to be
you call me up on tuesday
i'll be stuck on sunday night
lookin for some good things
to make me feel alright
when i snap my fingers
when i walk the line
when i get my money
i'll be killin time
time is killin something
it's just to small to care
runnin through the jungle
lookin for your hair
someone's talkin backwards
lookin for a fight
puttin on a lampshade
cuz you're shinin way too bright
i don't want no cryin
i don't want no pain
i don't want no lonesome life
on a broken train

Lazy Flies
lazy flies all hovering above
the magistrate, he puts on his gloves
and he looks to the clouds
all pink and disheveled
there must be some blueprints,
some creed of the devil
inscribed in our minds
a hideous game
vanishes in thin air
the vanity of slaves
who wants to be there?
to sweep the debris
to harness dead-horses
to ride in the sun
a life of confessions
written in the dust
out in the mangroves
the mynah birds cry
in the shadows of sulphur
the trawlers drift by
they're chewing dried meat
house of disrepute
the dust of opiates
and syphilis patients
on brochure vacations
fear has a glare that traps you
like searchlights
the puritans stare
their souls are fluoresecent
the skin of a robot
vibrates with pleasure
matrons and gigolos
carouse in the parlor
their hand-grenade eyes
invalid and blind

vanishes in thin air
the vanity of slaves
who wants to be there?
to sweep the debris
to harness dead-horses
to ride in the sun
a life of confessions
written in the dust

Leave Me On The Moon
leave me on the moon
I must be coming back too soon
pieces of pieces lay in a pile
somebody's walking on my hands
leave me on the moon
everybody knows it's true
everything is good as long it's stays still
coins jingle in my brain

you've been watching me
through your jewelry
sending rings around my hands
now that I'm near you
I slowly disappear you
your fingernails are much too long

leave me on the moon
and you can stay there too
seems like everybody's just
floating away
while I tie myself down
while I tie myself right down.

Lemonade
kiss the girl slay a hag
feel the flavor freedom fag
get up early, do your chores
chase the murder with the rancid pores
the thyroids with friendly blade
the haunted beast with faces flayed
silver chicken make a fuss
reveling in molten puss
favorite patrons crack their death
with arteries and tinsel breath
revolution purple fist
pummeling your angel piss
sour powered wussy soul
solid darkness goddess show
weaving heirlooms thru the hour
from the cradle monster cowered

waking up delicious ghost
they'll eat themselves from coast-to-coast
dancing in their bandages
the victims grow leaving messages

hear the commune cocaine blast,
earthly mothers with flattened chests
sloping gardens, mystic hours
fried vibrations overpowered
in the mangles of their hair
shrouded spirits and underwear
crazy wires fuse their brains
drinking water sugar cane
playing drums and broken flutes
homeless gods and iron boots
flying wicked love control
circus storm and demon skull
entering the solar sphere
planets meld crystal clear
thrashing in the astral glow
flashing in their fleshly show

waking up delicious ghost
they'll eat themselves from coast-to-coast
dancing in their bandages
the victims grow leaving messages

Let's Go Moon Some Cars
Let's go moon some cars
Yeah, let's go moon some cars
Yeah, let's go moon some cars, my friend
Let's go moon some cars

Let's go steal some beer
Yeah, let's go steal some beer
Yeah, let's go steal some beer, my friend
Let's go steal some beer

Let's go set something on fire
Yeah, let's go set something on fire
Yeah, let's go set something on fire, my friend
Let's go set something on fire

Let's go shoot some pigs
Yeah, let's go shoot some pigs
Yeah, let's go shoot some pigs, my friend
Let's go shoot some pigs

Let's go steal some beer
Let's go steal some beer
Let's go steal some beer, my friend
Let's go steal some beer

Little Drum Machine Boy
[holiday robot funk noise]:Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom
Aww yeah
That's the holiday--
Rum-pum-pum-pump
--that's the--
BIIII YATCH--
holiday robot funk!
Rum-pum-pum-pump, Rum-pum-pum-pump.
UH
Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom
right about now, we're gonna drop some--
Rum-pum-pum-pump--Hanukkah science.
yeah uh, uh, this is it...

I press a button make the gentlemen cry,
I rock a beat to make the hamburger fry,
and I funk this joint and shake that holiday gear
the system boomin' strictly Pioneer, under the rear, bringin' a tear
aww la lal waa

Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom {x4}

I turn it out in a holiday mode,
safe like a seatbelt in a Volvo,
keepin' it real like a spray-snow tree
we'll shut it down, harmoniously, rockin' softly, 8/0/8 beats.

pimpin' is his game

I get the shit lit like a menorah
this funk's so illegal I think I might need a lawyer
I'm not a firestarter, but my beats gets hotter
get 'em out like an allowance, footwear, I rock with New Balance
Hanukkah pimps on it, check.
check the mic, I rock the pimp
no sweat
meals are mackin', tracks jackin'
ejaculating like buffet tables and record labels
willin' and able, to bring my funk in the place it needs be
lifestyles of the slick and sleazy
spin 'em around, play around, like a dreidel
kinda science that puts ya back into the cradle
oh my shit, sometimes this track is so poignant
somebody please pass me some kinda ointment
put these rhymes together like a thief
clear up your nose like a eucalyptus leaf
droppin' science so you don't even know what hit ya
next thing you know you're 13 gettin' a Bar Mitzvah

pimpin' is his game
Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom {x4}
pimpin' is his game

Elohenu Melech Ha Olom

Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom {x4}

I get down, I get down, I get down all the way
yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
wo-ooooooh

I get down, i get down, I get down all the way {x8}

HANNUKAH PIMP {x21}
PIMPIN'
PIMPIN'
PIMPIN'
MENORAH
MENORAH

Little One
Go to sleep
We're so tired now
Altogether in a snake pit of souls
New days
To throw your chains away
To try to hang your hopes on the wind

Little one
Just a little way
Today all we need is waiting

Night rise
Like the evening prize
In a turnstile backwards we fly
Cold bones
Tied together by
Black ropes we pulled from a swing

Little one
Just a little way
Today all of the dreams are waking

Can't stand on crooked legs
I'm cross-eyed to the wall
In these harbor lights
Satellites explode

Drown, drown
Sailors run aground
In a seachange nothing is safe
Strange waves
Push us every way
In a stolen boat we'll float away

Little one
Hold on
All of the dreams are wasting

Lonesome Tears
Lonesome tears
I can't cry them anymore
I can't think of what they're for
Oh they ruin me every time
But I'll try
To leave behind some days
These tears just can't erase
I don't need them anymore

How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel

Lazy sun
Your eyes catch the light
With promises that might
Come true for awhile
Oh I'll ride
Farther than I should
Harder than I could
Just to meet you there

How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel

Lord Only Knows
(scream)

you only got one finger left, and it's pointing at the door,
and your taking for granted, what the lords laid on the floor,
so i'm picking up the pieces and i'm puttin' them up for sale,
throw your meal ticket out the window, put your skeletons in jail

cause lord only knows it's gettin' late
the censors are gone, so don't you hesistate,
give yourself a call, letcha' bottom dollars fall
throwin your two bit cares down the drain.

invite me to the seven seas, watch some seasick man.
you'll do whatever you please, and i'll do whatever i can.
titanic fare thee well, my eyes are turning pink
don't call us when the new age, gets old enough to drink,

cause lord only knows it's getting late,
your censors are gone so don't you hesitate,
move on up the hill, theres nothing dead, left to kill,
throwin' your two bit cares down the drain...

yeah...
aurale
aurale
aurale
aurale
aurale
aurale
just passin' through...
aurale
aurale
aurale
aurale...

dYow!

goin' back to houston, do the hot dog dance,
goin' back to houston, to get me some pants...

Loser
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins so i'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
dog food skulls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches asleep on the love seat
someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don't believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

yo cut it

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

double-barrel buckshot

Soy un perdedor
i'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
'cos one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
one's got on the pole shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
the daytime crap of a folksinger slob
he hung himself with a guitar string
slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
you can't write if you can't relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
who's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

(drive-by body pierce)

(yo bring it on down)

soooooooyy....

(I'm a driver I'm a winner things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

(I can't believe you)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

[repeat]

(Sprechen sie Deutches, baby)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

Lost Cause
Your sorry eyes cut through the bone
They make it hard to leave you alone
Leave you here wearing your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new

Baby you're lost
Baby you're lost
Baby you're a lost cause

There's too many people you used to know
They see you coming they see you go
They know your secrets and you know theirs
This town is crazy; nobody cares

Baby you're lost
Baby you're lost
Baby you're a lost cause

I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause

There's a place where you are going
You ain't never been before
No one left to watch your back now
No one standing at your door
That's what you thought love was for

Baby you're lost
Baby you're lost
Baby you're a lost cause

I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause