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Happy Birthday Album


Happy Birthday (03/16/2010)
03/16/2010
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Baby, baby just please change your mind
Maybe we'll understand love at the end of time
And the answer won't be hard to find
When it's gone now baby, gone now baby
Everything is repeating so bad
Try to tell me but I couldn't understand
And the truth is that only I can
When it's gone now baby, gone now baby

I'm always on the same frequency
Girls FM, Girls FM
And everybody's looking like a girl to me
Girls FM, Girls FM

Baby, baby aren't we all the same?
One tone of mind and repeating it every day
All it's made of is heavenly shapes
And it's gone now baby, gone now baby
See them play like the infinite band
Tried to hear them but you couldn't understand
And the truth is that only you can
When it's gone now baby, gone now baby

Girls FM, Girls FM
Everybody's on the same frequency
Girls FM, Girls FM
And everybody's looking like a girl to me
Girls FM, Girls FM

. . .


I'm alone, walking home
All my friends are going out
No easy way, to be okay
I wish I was someone else

When I close my eyes
I can pretend
You will be mine
But it's all in my head
And I cry instead
I cry 'cause
I'm too shy

. . .


She's got an ice cold face
Machine gun music on the headphones
World Brain is damaged
She's got a shaved head
Scars exposed to outer space
World Brain is damaged

She could be a daydreamer
But there's too much on her mind
She could really shimmer
But she's cracked, she's cracked, she's cracked

You know I love her mind
But I think there's something wrong
World Brain is damaged

And you're running out of time
I couldn't make it, and I tried to break it
And you're running out of time
Didn't make it, couldn't break the habits

She wants peace and love
But so does the atom bomb
World Brain is damaged
You know I love her mind
But I think there's something wrong
World Brain is damaged

She could be a great thinker
But there's a big hole in her head
She could really glimmer
But she's cracked, she's cracked, she's cracked

She's a self-destructive, ice-cold blooded
Medusa-headed, beautiful paradise world
And she's our girl

. . .


She chew gum and wiggle
And lipstick up the middle
Hairspray, blow dry, glitter
And she is busy when you call her
And touch with big adventure
And vibrate when she pleasure
She get around, get around, get around, get around

And suck with lizard tongue
And scream with broken bed
And she got pop-out eye
And she got messy head

I want her, I need her
Everybody wants to be her
In a perfect world
I'd be perverted girl
Perverted girl

She grow like perfume jungle
And flash her lilac scribble
And strip to socks and tickle
And lick Minnie Mouse triangles
And talk like dirty toilet
She cums in pink and violet
She get around, get around, get around, get around

And suck with lizard tongue
And scream with broken bed
And she got pop-out eye
And she gives messy head

In a perfect world I'd be you
In a perfect world I'd be perverted girl

. . .


Two telephones, coast to coast, USA
You say you don't wanna be my girl
But will you just be anyway?
What do I have to do?
I don't wanna fall apart?
Close your eyes, concentrate
I'm sending you subliminal message
To your heart

Sending you subliminal message
To your heart

Two telephones is all that's left of you and me
A photograph and a baseball hat
It's only memory
What do I have to do...

Everything is going so bad
Without you I just go mad, mad!

Two telephones, coast to coast, USA
You say you don't wanna be my girl
But will you just be anyway?
What do I have to do?
I don't wanna fall apart?
Close your eyes, concentrate
I'm sending you subliminal message
To your heart

Sending you subliminal message
To your heart
It says "I love you"

. . .


It's crazy mania inside outside USA
All these girls just keep runnin' away with my brain
Teenagers all grow up but I don't think I'll ever change
I still got bad skin and need Clearasil and Oxy
Here you come like some amazing, life-changing dream
Upside-down crosses and eyes that keep lookin' at me
What the fuck is real anyways?
If those crazy eyes could talk they would just dance anyways
Anyways

'Cause we keep making eyes, eyes
It's like we're making Eyes Music

Out of order like ice cubes that grow on palm trees
Lose control when that ass does that magical tease
And we don't need glasses to see everything in 3D, 3D
And we don't need all access to Amazon or MTV, MTV
Gettin dumb, dumb in the alley, the basement, the bomb
No guitars, just Akai, bounce to the beat of the drum
The look in your eyes gives me a tropical contact high
And everyone's movin' and everyone's making eyes
Eyes

'Cause we keep making eyes, eyes
It's like we're making Eyes Music
We keep making eyes, eyes
So we keep making Eyes Music

. . .


Maxine the Teenage Eskimo
Wanted to get away from the world
She was unlike any other girl
She was unlike any other girl
Everybody knew her

Maxine the teenage Eskimo
Grew up in an igloo with mom and dad
Stays out late with the wolf pack
Stays out late with the wolf pack
Everybody knew her

She was the girl that you wanted so bad
She was the girl that you knew you couldn't have

Maxine the teenage Eskimo
Wanted to get away from the world
She was unlike any other girl
She was unlike any other girl
Everybody knew her

She was the girl that you wanted, too bad
She was the girl that you knew you couldn't have

Maxine the teenage Eskimo

. . .


Nowhere to go, nowhere to go
And I don't know, I didn't really think about it
I don't really think
I run away

Nowhere to go, nowhere to go
And I don't know, the television won't turn off
What is wrong with me?
Is this a dream?

I want to stay (I run away_

Nowhere to go, nowhere to go
And I don't know why everybody wants to see me
I don't really play
I run away

I want to stay (I run away)

Doesn't everybody know
The way it always goes
When I can't talk at all
Doesn't everybody know?
Doesn't everybody know?

. . .


Hot sun, yeah
Strawberry grows on the vine
Jungle, yeah
Strawberry is very ripe

I wanna hold your glass
And kiss your pink phone
Pink strawberry shake
I'm in love

Hot sun, yeah
Water on the sidewalk
Telephone is ringing
Strawberry is calling you again

I wanna suck your straw
And eat your pink drugs
Pink strawberry shake
I'm in love

Will you always call me?
And catch me when I'm falling?
Will you always love me?
And pull the trigger of my gun?

. . .


Playing through my amp
Turning on the lamp
I know the meaning of life
Gonna die young but I don't give a shit
Plug in, record, and beat the hell out of it

Now I wanna break shit
don't wanna make shit
Just wanna waste it yeah

I was a teenage zit
Grew up in an armpit
Took anything I could get
I was 20 something
Doin' the fuck thing
Now I don't do anything
Now I am no people
No screaming ego
We all Xerox Beatle yeah

. . .


I'm the one, who ain't no fun
Everywhere you see me standing
I don't care, cause everywhere
There's nothing there to make me smiling

Everyone says I'm the one who needs to
Have some fun
But I just wanna be alone
Am I the only one?

What went wrong?
I took the drug, I can't remember anything good
All I want is a name
So I can be a normal person

Everyone says I'm the one who needs to
Get a job
But everyone thinks I'm a slob
OK
I'll fade away

So I guess that I'm a mess
But maybe I should find a reason
Or maybe I should learn to cry
And maybe my soul is trapped inside

Everyone says I'm the one who needs to
Loosen up
But all I really need is love
And I won't fade away

. . .


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