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She’s got herself as an occupation
Self diagnosis and some medication
Like a flipped out character from Woody Allen
One never knows where the wind is gonna blow
And it’s one two three four ailments every day
And it’s five six seven eight Google searches
(Chorus)
Paranoid Phobic Hypochondriac
Paranoid Phobic Hypochondriac
That's the way she do it
That's the way she act
Paranoid Phobic Hypochondriac
She’s got a list of the things she can’t do
And it’s longer than the Night’s Dawn Trilogy™
On a first name basis with the doc’s reception
And they’re making bets on who she’s gonna be
And it’s one two three four ailments every day
And it’s five six seven eight Google searches
(Chorus)
She cannot rise from her bed
Voices speak within her head
I wonder what those fuckers said
Don’t want to mess with her
Or get depressed with her
Just wanna grasp at any thread
(Chorus)
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Hard as Diamonds
03:31
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Some say I’m hard as diamonds but I know it isn’t true
Cause that distinction goes to a couple ladies who
Beat me like a punchbag and treat me like a slave
Yeah I love ‘em like a diamond but I wish they would behave
The bruises I have suffered are deeper than my skin
And I feel like I’m a chair that they are sittin’ in
I ask them to go easy but they treat it like a joke
Cause they’re really hard as diamonds and I wish I’d never spoke
Down on the floor on my face tonight
The girls are really ramping up the pace tonight
All I really want is an embrace tonight
Some grace tonight
So yes they’re hard as diamonds but what did you expect
To say that I’m a softie would be incorrect
I try to match their efforts but they always give it more
Can’t seem to find a method for settling the score
Greeted with indifference, a grumble or a shrug
I sweep exasperation under the rug
Looking for a reason but I know there isn’t one
Yeah I love ‘em like a diamond but sometimes it isn’t fun
Set myself up to pay the price tonight
Guess it’s gonna be like rollin’ dice tonight
All I really want is some spice tonight
Some nice tonight
From the sucker in a card game to the object of disdain
Takin’ all those punches can be a drain
But I want to see the bright side and I almost always do
Cause I love ‘em like a diamond
That’s just my point of view
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Dick
04:34
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Yes I am the face of perversion and lust
The hideous bastard you’ve given your trust
I work my agenda and say it’s for you
With the will of a jackal and the eyes of a shrew
So journey with me on a pitiless ride
The raping and killing of virtue and pride
And I’ll do it all with a wave and a grin
The cynical face of the shit that I spin
(Chorus)
I’m a Dick
The cock of the day
I’m a Dick
So blow me away
He’s a Dick
Yeah that’s what they say
I’m a Dick
I’ll strangle the throat of your city or town
You’ll all take a pounding until you go down
And I’ll say it’s progress and do it some more
Most people will hate me but who’s keeping score
No I don’t need morals and you don’t need rights
You’ll do without heating, a mattress and lights
And I’ll give the bounty of all to my friends
And the rich will get richer until the world ends
(Chorus)
If pain is the product of how I behave
You’ll just have to wing it ‘til I’m in my grave
Yes I am the asshole that you so deserve
The shadowy claw of the lie we preserve
So give me your money and give me your life
Slide yourself down on the edge of my knife
Cause I am the symbol of everything wrong
I’m fucking you senseless while singing this song
(Chorus)
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Maintenance Man
03:42
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Man it’s really great to be alive
Waiting for sedation to arrive
Trying to get ahead with little drive
Mechanism failure
Something messing up all the time
Looking for the proper thing to do
Reaching for the medicine and glue
But you cannot sail a ship without a crew
Mechanism failure
Something screwing up all the time
(Chorus)
Oh I’m a maintenance man
That’s what the fuck I am
And I do the best I can
‘Cause I’m a maintenance man
Waiting for the day when all is well
Don’t want to spend another year in hell
I aint so fuckin’ jolly you can tell
Mechanism failure
Something cocking up all the time
(Chorus)
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Todd Brunner England, UK
Multi-instrumentalist composer and songwriter working in many genres. Mad pop/rock musings and crazy cinematic instrumentals that defy categorisation. No rules, no boundaries.Colourful music from the heart and soul.
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