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Dead Leaves (alt. mix)
01:19
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Dead Leaves did paint the ground.
Coffee in hand and in the sound.
Beer in hand and I'm lying face-down.
Trippin' on the hill in the sound.
AND THE SOUND.
Dripping and its melting now.
Everything we built up cums tumbling down.
The sentient grass grows taller now.
A lot of plants constricting an old house.
We're all dying in here!
Please help us, we need to get out!
We're all tripping and puking in here.....
The blue-green darkness of the trees was my mother.
Dead leaves did paint the ground....
Got a red sky and I'm puking now.....
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Nightcrawler (alt. mix)
01:45
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Night crawler, yea it stabs in the veins.
Night crawler drives you insane.
Night crawler running through the night.
Night crawler looking for another bloody fight and....
I can't even see anymore.
I can't even hear anymore.
I can't even sleep anymore.
I can't even feel anymore.
No more! No more! No more! No more!
Night crawler.
You're bruised and blistered and sore.
I've heard a lot of things.
I think I've heard this one so many times before.
Night crawler!
Yea, but I don't know what for.
Wild whiskey!
Wild Willy!
Wild Willy's a masturbating whore!
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Thalidomide (alt. mix)
01:50
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Packaging never lies
We only sell because everyone buys.
Not like you knew much better.
Who would tell you otherwise?
Now it's your turn.
Human beings will learn.
Look what you inherit.
Your offspring is proof you share it.
Your life is a putrid cause.
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Written by Iggy Pop. Act like you know!
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