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Pigface Album


Notes From Thee Underground (1994)
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A thin word
Process, mile, union, made
The snake defiled
Blue book, murder, the best you could

Lessons, spite, Heaven, twisted
Candid photos intermixed in
Sitting, backdoor, mud, realized
Dirty corners of the mind

Whistler's father, figureheads
Sitting in eye and wasted
Pick yourself up off the floor
Shaken, angel, taken home

Clicking heels, gold brick road
No place like home, it seems
Now together, shadow writhing
You world comes crashing down

Rain - the gasping now
Rain - the melting snow
Rain - cold image, much larger than life
Rain - comes crashing down
Rain - go pour it on
Rain - forever you're left with this curse

So was it, mud cracked corner smile
No living out the lie
Motion, vixen, man so proud
Seems so innocent inside

Seems quite a horror show
Treated like a child who knows
The mascot reveals the worst
Tilted and hungry suicide...suicide...suicide! suicide!
Suicide! Suicide! Suicide! Suicide!

Children went hungry
Children went hungry
Suicide
Living in a dream

Rain - this is your song (star?)
Rain - it lingers on
Rain - your royalty consumed by a vice
Rain - done, acid, sound
Rain - believe it all
Rain - together you're left with this curse

Go through the doorway, world subjected
Shrink away from those who see
Needed, wicked, garden grows
Slither down the asphole

Looking backward of the form
A lightshow of your own device
Back of penny torture matters
Talking through a mere the says it all

Finger asphole
Love finger asphole
Love finger asphole
Love finger asphole
Love finger the asphole
Love finger the asphole
Love finger
Love finger
Love finger
Love finger

Rain - the gasping now
Rain - the melting snow
Rain - cold image, much larger than life
Rain - comes crashing down
Rain - go pour it on
Rain - forever you're left with this curse

Rain - this is your star
Rain - it lingers on
Rain - your royalty consumed by a vice
Rain - done, acid, sound
Rain - believe it all
Rain - together you're left with this curse

Going at yo,u God
Dear god
Go pour it on
Go pour it on
Go pour it on
Rain (a few times)
Left with this...curse

. . .


I pulled my teeth to make you watch
Steal your breath and you can catch it
Like a red *?* in wet black mud
It's just a bad case of bad, bad blood

Two steps forward, it's three steps back
A need is a hood with his knife in your back
But I wouldn't mind what I've got
If I didn't have to scratch that point

And I wouldn't mind a head shot
If it didn't make so much noise
I guess I'm a...

Divebomber - minute longer and I wouldn't hit
Divebomber - minute longer and I'm going down
Divebomber - minute longer and I wouldn't hit
Bang bang bomber - minute longer and I hit the ground

The time is ticking on
Just one minute long
Would you make me, make me, make me a...

Divebomber - minute longer and I wouldn't hit
Bang bang bomber - minute longer and I'm going down

Two steps forward and two steps back
All I need is a hood with his knife in the back over...

Divebomber - minute longer and I wouldn't hit
Bang bang bomber - minute longer and I'm going down

. . .


for 23 years we've told you to beware
to be aware
before awake
your freedoms are being eroded [x2]
your needs blocked [x2]
your freedoms are being eroded
your needs blocked
your sexuality legislated
your dreams your right to dreams, stolen [stolen! stolen! stolen! stolen!]
you are being criminalized
you are being reposesed
your being digitized for ease ov location
your breath thee breath ov youth is being polluted [provication! [x4]]
your own you own
your very own
your own you own
your brains are being polluted, poisoned, and fragmented by fear
not your fear [x3]
your own you own [x10]
you only run free
as ov this day
you do not have the right to socialize
your own you own [i lost count, i'd say 30]
or criticise, or analyse, or fantasise, or politicise, or publisice
or subsidise, or visualise, or conceptualise, or realise anything!

. . .


Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up
(x9)

Fuck it up...fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up

A face of a pig with bloodshot eyes
Reminds you of a time when all was fine
Murder, crime, stabs in the back when they rob you blind
Three to the head, came up with a groove

Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up

No no no...
No no no...
No no no...
No no no...

Fuck it up!
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up
Fuck it up!

Hey dude
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!

Stabs in the back when they rob you blind
Three to the head, came up with a groove

Fuck it up!
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface
Fuck it up, pigface

Fuck it up
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up!

This is band that's cool
This is a Jim Beam enema
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!

Fuck it up
Fuck it up...fuck it up...
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up...

. . .


Do you know how I feel when I'm alive?
It's kinda like you giving me sex
And you know no one gives me sex
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)

Hear the breath of death
And hear the breath of death
Called what you are baby
Doesn't mean I love ya
It just means it's what we are

Remember (we like to bump...hey we like to bump)
Something that someone said to you
When you lived in your house
And opened the front door
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)

Called slightly before but I love ya
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)
Called me being with ya
It's called me being with you
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)

And how inept can you be when you're making love
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)
Read the magazines baby
They tell ya what you gotta do and they say what I gotta do
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)

You know what I feel about that?
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)
I feel you're a kinda co-conspirator in this world
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)

Or could it be a rival
Arrival
And as I arrive
I feel you getting wet inside you

But I don't know why I find you so appealing
'Cause you make me feel like I don't exist
I'm so...small

(Mental illness is the road to freedom)
(Mental illness is the road to freedom)
(Mental illness is the road to freedom)
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)
(We like to bump...hey we like to bump)
(Mental illness is the road to freedom)

. . .


I feel like burning this town
His fear is bringing me down
I feel like breaking this town
This fear is burning me now
(You wanna come get some?)
How can you live with this shit going on?

I feel like burning this town
My fear is walking around
How can you lay low? (?)
How can you lay low? (?)
To be there is all I can do

Just one care is all I can find
I open my heart just to say
The mountain of rock *?* too
How can you lay low? (?)
How can you lay low? (?)

When I say I love you, I know that I lie
But I feel so good to scream it out loud
At least I try
This fear this fear is burning me now
This fear this fear is burning me now
This fear this fear is burning me now
This fear this fear is burning me now

My fear is walking around
How can you lay low? (?)
How can you lay low? (?)

. . .


Can I steal your mind?
Can I crawl down inside?
And when I am your child
Can I feed in your eye?
Can I drink the air in your lungs?
And can I breathe your sweet thick blood?

My love is everywhere
My love will never escape
I love your body and mind
I will never escape

My love is everywhere
My love will never escape
My love is everywhere
My love will never escape
My love is everywhere
No it will never escape

And can I take out the claw?
And steal the fruit in your hair?
And throw my body inside?
Down where it's dark and it's grey

I love you more than you like
I love your body and mind
I love you more than you like
And it will never escape

My love is everywhere
No it will never escape
Our love is everywhere
I will never escape

. . .


i was a codependant alcoholic bitch and then i became
hold me in your arms i wanna feel your disease
turn the machines on high i sleep better when they scream
i sleep better when the TV flips on my list like a screen
whenever i dream it's all magazine
it's all magazine (x5)
magazine (x5)
dream time time most real of all
luminous faces bodies call
dream times dream times eagle hot
dream time embrace a dot
will so wide feeling wise
rip it up and look inside
it feels empty it's just me
dream time (x3)
dream time magazine
magazine
dream time (x3)
magazine
satan worshippers and their surviving children

. . .


Verse:
I knew I'd be alone when I caught you
Creeping through my mind
Alone with all my fear
The pressure building in my head
I saw you lying there
Oh, I made a mess of mine
And all those around
Think you're so damn cool
You're so damn cool.

Chorus:
Don't think about it
Addiction
User or Loser
Don't think about it
Salvation
User or Loser
Mind Abuser

Interlude:
I'm thinking clearly...
I'm thinking clearly...
I'm thinking clearly...
I'm thinking clearly...
And now I don't know

Martin's Speech:
Think- Don't be fooled
Be Humble
Be Religious
Salvation!
Think very hard about your future-
And your Life
Carefully write it down on a large Piece of Paper
And Flush it down the toilet.

. . .


Cathy: Hi, my name is Cathy and I'd like to welcome you to the Psychic
Advisor
Martin: Hi Cathy
C: Can I get your first name?
M: Yeah, this is Martin
C: Martin?
M: Yeah
C: OK, Martin, is there a particular area you would like to talk about
tonight?
M: Yes, music
C: OK, When you feel comfortable with your thoughts in question would you
tell me to stop shuffling my cards
M: OK
C: OK, would you like me to cut them or let them fall?
M: Ohh...Let's cut them
C: OK, so where do you live right now Martin?
M: I'm in Chicago
C: OK, OK Martin, the justice card is sitting in the significator. OK? Now
this is telling me that I do feel that some of those people that you are
involved with or that surround you, they don't, in the future, might be such
good alliances or scissors(?) or partners or, or what have you.
M: OK
C: The lines of disception going on, there may be some drug using going on,
that maybe you're not aware of.
M: Wha...Wha..What's happening?!
C: That these people are reversed, so that means, there intensions are not
that good. They're not good partners, they're not good alliances, OK? I feel
you would do better on your own
M: OK
C: Now can you relate to that?
M: Yes I can
C: OK, You know because it shows as the advice card that you need to lay away
a lot of the old so that the new can come in. Things just aren't clicking the
right way here. Which is you know?
M: OK
C: Uhm...next month, it shows some lines of disception going on here.
M: Oh great!
C: Well Martin, while you're making extrordinary efforts to pull things
together, y'know, it just shows that there's this heavy bondage there and
I'm not talking about a good bondage, y'know
M: OK
C: With that, and it's with that devil it does show that line, that
disception, y'know going on. Maybe even some false accusation
M: Ca--Do you have an idea of a direction of what could be next?
C: Ohh...

. . .


Blood (x7)
Slut (x4)
Blood Pain (x8)
Blood (x2)
Blood Pain (x2)
Blood
Can't hurt me
No you can't...

. . .


Can you see?
It's coming towards me
Can you see?
It's heading towards
Can you see?
It's coming on down from the skies above
Can you see...The Lord?
He's coming for you and me tommorow
He's coming down the steps from heaven to you
Ooo...Dear God can you hear my voice as it's calling you tonight
Dear Lord can you hear me? Hear me now
Waiting just to

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It's up in the middle of something (?)
And I wait my time too much
And I tell my *?* to down
*?* than life
*?* to life

I'll tell my *?* to down
Sweet...can't lose it
*?* me once in some time
And *?* really sad
I tell my *?* to down

Hey!
Down
Down
Down
Down
Hey!

. . .


You have to get the concensus of the public
But you have not gotten the concesus of the public
Your music is rubbage, it's garbage
it's garbage

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