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Green Apple Quick Step Album


Reloaded (1995)
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Space C*cksucker
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They were at a hotel, and their equipment got stolen, and this song is supposed to be about that. Or something. The following words appear where the lyrics should be, although they aren't in the song

Complimentary Parking
For Registered Guests

. . .


The baby can
talk to me
in his hand
he holds the future
a broken key
that fits tomorrow
all welomce to new world city

Just a friend
A rotten kid

Now a man
H lives in venus
Not the palce
You remember
The milky war
Killed the race
That won the price
All of Space

Just a friend
A rotten kid

He's trying
to get me
in trouble
for lying
I think he's
Plotting and planting
Flowers in my
Head
In my head

Just a friend
A rotten kid

. . .


Freak your selfout on the road
Chances are you won't be alone
Liquor and drugs on your plastic card
This time you took it all a little too far-

I saw you standing there
Just like on my TV
Don't care where you sleep
Don't consider me

Tape your hair down uour head
Don't want to lose it when you get her
Looking for kicks, chicks and coke
You know your life is a permanent joke

I saw you standing there
Outside the 7-11
Don't care where you sleep
Gonna pass out where you are

I'm burned out on politics
Slimeball, you make me sick
Dead head, get over it
I'm already gone-

I'm burned out on politics
Slimeball, you make me sick
Dead head, get over it
I'm already gone-

I saw you standing there
Just like ON my TV
Don't care where you sleep
Dont stand a chance with me

I'm burned out on politics
Slimeball, you make me sick
Dead head, get over it
I'm already gone-

I'm burned out on politics
Slimeball, you make me sick
Dead head, get over it
I'm already gone-

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The boy is good, so good for you with sandy hair, and sandal shoes

They call it good, Making no mistakes
And dye it black, she's a TV man
Pick him up and take him away

Vision heady
I do not have the strength to pick it up,
walk away

Reach right in
And see if you can touch him
Oh God no-the multi-color coded
Screen is there
So your hands can touch it
All alone, she's a TV Man

Pick him up and take him away
Vision heady
I do not have the strength to pick it up,
walk away

She's gonna have a good day
She don't care about the weather
She's gonna have a good day
She don't care about whatever
The reception's fine by me

She tune it in and
Turns her head around
Frame by frame
She can't find her favorite station
She shut her eyes and laces them together
All alone, she's a TV man

Vision heady
I do not have the strength to pick it up,
walk away

. . .


When we all grow down
Looking up is easy
When the shelter breaks
And it's so hard to please me
All I'm hoping for
Is for you to see me

And I know it's coming down
And I know your under water
And I know your turning blue

And I know you have a
Pounding headache
And a vice is golden
Too bad you can't spend it
I will always be inside your mind
I will always be inside your head

And I know it's coming down
And I know it's so confusing
And I know your under water

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There's a muzzle and a vine
I swing back from time to time
There's a camero, rusty red
That all my best friends drive in

Take of at the light
Straight for the baracade
In a room wiht a god-awful view
Maybe just insane for a while

Can you smell summer air
Take me where they left the light on
Getting close, almost there
If that fuzzy silver badge don't beat us there

My head's dizzy and I can't get away
I'm good today
Leave the light on

There's a laugh, and a look
Like something in a storybook
I cought the eye of Electro-Woman
And dynomite I blow up slow

Like a sinner I figured it out
I wrote a book and Jesus wasn't in it
Try to make the world stop spinning
Or maybe just pretend for a while

Can you smell summer air
Take me where they left the light on
Getting close, almost there
If that fuzzy silver badge don't beat us there

My head's dizzy and I can't get away

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Hiding for the future, hiding because it's the wayShe will plantAnd give no grief to disposition
She is an alligatorBet she'll tell you later
I got the key twidle your headCause all the alligators know meI know
Untold merry tale
With that she will see

With one hell of aAll the better
She is an alligatorBet she'll tell you laterI got the key, by you and meCause all the alligators know meI got the key, got an ideaCause all the alligators know meI told you not to moveAnd now you feel the powerz
I know

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Third time this year gone, buy me a key to this
City lights makes me feel sick and broke I'm not goin
Homeless, outside in springtime, it's getting dark
Cold beer and blue martinis-"in the Sand's The Lounge is lovely"
I'll be golden, someday sugar

If I can only get head
I'd go to bed

Sleep don't come easy when you're stuck-
In such a sickly paradice
I think that I could use it
Sleep don't come easy when you're rolling bone's
With funny eyes
I think that I could lose it

White suit of diamonds, holding a royal pain
I believe in nenemies lie nenemies
Believe in me
Closer I'm sinking, memories pulling me like-
Soda pop and sour cream hop scotch
To the liquor
Standin', under sea of neon
If I can only get ahead
I'd go to bed

Sleep don't come easy when you're stuck-
In such a sickly paradice
I think that I could use it
Sleep don't come easy when you're rolling bone's
With funny eyes
I think that I could lose it

. . .


Hanging from the thumbnail of the moon, loosen the tension.
Must be kind of unusual -- not fair falling short of denial.
I'm tied up again -- I'm tied upside down again.
I looked up again I must be down.
I must be down.
I must be.

Hanging from the thumbnail of la luna loosen the tenision...
Satellites and paper chrome.
Reflecting damage forever...
I'm tied up again -- I'm tied upside down again.
I fucked up again
I must be down
I must be down.

The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...
The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...

I'm tied up again -- I'm tied upside down again.
I fucked up again
I must be down
I must be down.

The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...
The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...

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I know she's strapin on her violin face
Playin the strings with her bow in hand
I wonder how she's gonna move her pieces
When the king wants to checkmate with the queen

It's all lazy when the opera sings
angels dance
And a vampire comes out a day break and sinks his
Teeth and traps his game

And I know it minds me
When she swim away
Do you love her
And it's the wind that blows her sail
Away from me

I know she's lying on the patio
Reading the Book of Indecisions and Renaissance
I figure she's on amphetamines
And when + & love=minus

It's all lazy when the opera sings
angels dance
And a vampire comes out a day break and sinks his
Teeth and traps his game

And I know it minds me
When she swim away
Do you love her
And it's the wind that blows her sail
Away from me
I pray that I can pull the screw out of your head
Nothing in the world wants to get away
Do you love her?
I love her

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Space C*cksucker

[No lyrics]

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The yellow grass is growin' and creepy old broken trees. no one ever wants to stop by and see us on halloween. oh take me with you I'm already there watch me dig a hole in my backyard and bury e
Ne there. hey I htink I'm going to ask you all to come in and dine with me, hey I think I'm going better find yourself another 'cause everybody knows we have to stay. have you ever been stuck in a


, have you ever played roll of your life. you know it isn't all that scary whe the movie ends they turn on the lights. oh take me with you I'm already there yeah yeah yeah

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