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Commander Venus Album


Do You Feel At Home? (11/30/1994)
11/30/1994
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Judy Blume
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And your purse is full of peppermints and promises
And you're knee-deep in sentiment and butterscotch
And you use my arm to dot your 'i'
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything to me. . .
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything at all

And your mouth is full of angry words and cinnamon
And your lips are stained with Catholic guilt and grenadine
And you use my arm to dot your 'I'
(But it doesn't matter, you never bothered)
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything to me. . .
Don't say, don't say, don't say, 'cause you don't know anything to me
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything at all


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can't you tell me
don't you know it
can't you see that i,
don't you know that i've been here way too long
to keep this one
to keep him strong again

did you know that i
can't you see that i've seen this
all i've felt before
no success and you lost your way.
better listen to a distant warning
and loss and drifting.
yeah, over and over and over and over again

fine disaster
fine disaster
fine disaster
take it in my eye
put it in my hand
wanna see this face

fine disaster
fine disaster
fine disaster
take it in my eyes
push it down my throat
i wanna get you there
i wanna see you choke

can't you tell me
did you think that
maybe there's some way
maybe there's some way
i can get to you to see this right
to prove this one more time

better think that i,
don't you know that i've been a reasonable man?
disciplined in your hand
outside, been outside your house
in your car
around your place, i stop there
over and over and over and over again

i find disaster
you find disaster
i find disaster
put it in my hand
put it in my hand
i wanna see your face
i want to understand

fine disaster
fine disaster
fine disaster
take it in my eyes
push it down my throat
i want to see you there
i want to feel you choke

can't you tell me
__
that you need more time
we'll do this one more time
they had fell for you but now they don't
so you can just go home

you stuck a thimble in my hand
you eat your grapes
to __ dead

?


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Staring off from the library window
The pictures of girlfriends taped to the windshieds of the cars
That sit in the back lot
Nothing you can do no matter how hard you try
So don't take long for her new friends to realize what a bitch
That you are
Staring off from the library window
The roar of the engines feeding the egos of those perched
On top of the cars
Not that you'd notice, not that I'm standing
Well I'm sorry if I've been demanding a lot
From you lately
Stop it before I get too far
Stop before I stop and call
Run off to the phone with a load of cash
Think about all your friends
And anyone that hasn't left you yet
They will
It won't take long
But they'll all disappear
Why'd you lie to me
You had to lie to me
So why'd you lie to
You always lied to me
The bitch she lies to me
You always lied to me
You had to lie to
To me
I couldn't help that you're infected
With all the things I injected to your veins
When you're asleep
Standing out on the ledge of the window
The role of the crowd is gathering below to collect
My bruised and battered self
What makes use of movie stars?
Caviar and films and cars
Teenage day parade
Try to think about all the warmth and anything that ever helps you out
Is gone
That's all right
Because you should just get out
Why'd you lie to me
You always lied to me
You had to lie to me
The bitch she lies to me
You always lied to me
You had to lie to
You had to lie to
You had to lie
To me


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Judy Blume

[No lyrics]

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cup of crushed ice to go with the questions.
but you don't know how this makes me feel!

hot, cold.
hot, sold.

but I don't have the special someone
(I just can't know, I just can't say)
and I don't know that certain something
(I just can't know, I just can't say)
and I don't have a special someone
(I just can't know, I just can't say)
and I don't know that certain someone
(I just can't know, I just can't say)

I'm a radio announcer.
(I'm a radio announcer)
I'm a radio announcer.
(I'm a radio announcer)
have you found a cure for cancer?
(have you found a cure for cancer?)
oh whoa-oh, whoa-oh.

pretty, painted horse.
riding it 'round in circles.
but just like me, he can't get anywhere!

hot, cold.
hot, sold.

but I don't know that certain someone.
(I just can't know, I just can't say)
and I don't have that special something.
(I just can't know, I just can't say)
and I don't know the certain someone.
(I just can't know, I just can't say)
and I don't have a special someone.
(I just can't know, I just can't say)

I'm a radio announcer.
(I'm a radio announcer)
I'm a radio announcer.
(I'm a radio announcer)
have you found a cure for cancer?
(have you found a cure for cancer?)
have you found a cure for cancer?
oh whoa-oh, whoa-oh.
oh whoa, whoa
whoa-oh, whoa-oh.
whoa-oh, whoa-oh.
wow wow


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Fat, fat, fat,
fat in a cage.
The days are so fat,
So big.

You're a hoe,
You backstabbing cunt,
So fuck you,
And your fucked up house.

You cut off my eye,
Just to laugh,
Bitch.


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I feel your world again inside of me
calm and undisturbing
I sit. I'm waiting,
waiting for you to come and run me over.

and anything they taught you
(five minutes)
in that school choir of yours,
(ten seconds)
you know it's wrong, know it's wrong, know it's wrong.
(forty hours, waste away, it was a waste of time)
and everytime I find you
(a brillow pad)
behind black and unmarked doors.
(a scar face??)
maybe then, maybe then you'll be sleeping.
(a saint's brigade is marching all the martyrs to dance with hers)

and everything they taught you,
and anything they want to
push me down your stairs again.
and through the way I feel
but I never talk to you.
never talk to you
never talk to you

it hurts
(?)
I'll stay
(walking up the stairs)
patent leather shoes
(temper tantrums makes the words look old and worn away)
grinds my empty wooden floors
I'll wait
(?)
for you
(a muffled voice)
open and detoppled over ashley's leather shoes
(the film is caught between the jeans and broken cars)

and I feel rotten
and i feel __
i'm always __
???
ashley gets a birthday present
ashley gets a birthday present
(I'm always broken)
ashley gets a birthday present
(I feel broken)
ashley gets a birthday present
(I'm always dying)

and anything they ask you
and everything they thought was
push me down your stairs again.
and as my skull cracks, your laughter filters in
and through and the way I feel
but I never talk to you.

never would, never could talk to you.
it's always there. you're always there.
and anything that I would say..
why did I even get out of bed today?

so you've been bad and I must pay.
but it's just bread and water for me today,
today.

and anything they thought was _
open and detoppled _ and intersections __
?????
why did you have to be so mean
?????
i was born
since i was born


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The first does the talking cause the second one's not speaking to them now
She is thinking is that the same tongue that he put inside her mouth
And her room has gotten colder since she left her door open
And her room has gotten colder since she left that damn door open

And I feel better knowing that
Feels much better knowing

Sold me to the earth
Needles of your eyes
No one likes a failure
But I'll sleep on the floor
Cause there's no room in your bed
But that's the way you like it

I'll just wait right here (let it go, let it go now)
Cause I got no where else to be (let it go, let it go now)
Besides it's almost morning (let it go)
You can't run from me (let it go, let it go now)
Cause you can't leave the house (let it go)
So that makes you a traitor
A traitor

The first one just start shaking whenever he appears the seconds gone
There's no use blaming it's not his fault that this hate runs through his core

There is nothing but regret
And it hurts for me to breathe
Feel the weight upon my chest
A thousand pounds of your deceit

Please don't look at me
Try not to get scared
Cause no one likes a coward
And waiting in the wings
Tired of feeling tense
The second one's a liar

Don't believe in him (let it go, let it go now)
Cause you no it's not my fault (let it go, let it go now)
This is what you wanted
Sold me to the earth (let it go, let it go now)
The needles of your eye (let it go, let it go now)
No one likes a failure
Failure
Failure


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time to remember the cabin
the places where your friends grew between the cracks
inner tubes, muddy shoes hanging, hanging, hanging from bike racks.
inner tubes. muddy shoes
hanging from bike racks.
_ and you're trying to get me
i'm trying to forget you.
_
and you're thinking of leaving,
it looks like i've just left you.
turn blue.
and it's __ pictures???
it's time for the picture _ of you
but you lost it. you turned out the way that ya'tur- hoo hoo
(hoo hoo hoo)
so what do i say?
(hoo hoo hoo)
i just forgot
i know. i know it's wrong.
so what do i say?
it just fell off.

it's hard to see through the chlorine.
that the fight the serpents in the deep end
diving boards __ again
silent/simon?? says to hear, to welcome you

inner tubes. muddy shoes.
they're here to welcome you.
and to
trying to get me, it looks like i forget you.
that's good
if you're thinking of leaving, i'm sorry that i left you.
_
feel it in my lungs. i can feel it _
__
'cause you're drowning me, mom, you're drowning me. hoo hoo hoo
(hoo hoo hoo hoo)
so what do i say?
(hoo hoo hoo hoo)
i just forgot.
(hoo hoo hoo hoo)
i know. i know it's wrong.
(i know, i know)
(hoo hoo hoo hoo)
so what must say? it just fell off.
i know. i know it's wrong.
so what do i say?
__ to say i know, i know it's wrong.
what i say. it just fell off
i know. i know it's wrong.
drowning me, mom, you're drowning me.


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grass and madness
masks the face of those concealed
where the concrete splits the ancient battlefield
but it just makes me feel lonely
yeah, it just makes me feel lonely

(and the wagon train will run you over)

bite off the top of a four leaf clover
uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
i cannot have faith in a hypocrite.
can you please not waste my time
can you just not waste my

trade your walkman
... in the front seat
rusty cannons point the way back home to saddle creek
and, and these days, they last forever. uh uh
and this road goes on forever. uh uh

(and the wagon train will run you over)
bite off the top of a four leaf clover
uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
i cannot have faith in a hypocrite.
can you please not waste my time
this is such a waste of..

tell me, what did that guy say?
did he finally get his way?
tell me, what did that guy do?
did he lay his hands on you?
(so what did that guy say to finally get his way?
so what did that guy do?
did he lay his hands on you
to make your thighs quiver?)


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Nobody's around
Except the basement
And the trap sets
And the feeling
That you're leaving
That it's not much worth believing
Nobody is here
So I guessed it
That you left me
And to stay here just gets harder
And the pain makes you try farther
Its nothing left of
What was sacred
If there was I'm sure we'd break it
Cause that's just the way we are man
And it's far to late to change it
And the places
And the vases
And the flowers cut to fit them
Hey I'm sorry I didn't notice
Tried to tell you I wouldn't notice
With the ones
Left behind
But where
Do you feel at home
That's the guilt
Of suicide
And everything you said
(You're all the same)
It's all I ever thought it was
(You're all the same)
It's all this time
Just all this time
(You're all the same)
That's all there is
There is , there is
And everything I've tried to say
And all you want is to go away
(You're all the same)
I'll wait here but your not here
Forget, forget, forget
(You're all the same)
Nobody is home
So I guess I'll start pretending
And the air keeps getting colder
And my friends keep getting older
And I know you knew the answer
It grew inside you like a cancer
Try to stop it make it leave you
But it won't and that's what scares you
And I know its not forever
Trying so hard
To be clever
I never wanted this to happen
Why the hell this have to happen
And you left me like you always said you wouldn't
But you did it
And I knew it
It has to happen
Ever since you turned into them
And on and off
With the ones
Left behind
And where
Do you feel at home
After your
Suicide
And everything you said
(off to shame)
I never should have bought it
....


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