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Porno For Pyros (04/27/1993)
04/27/1993
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i got the devil in me
it's just a cloud
it's sadness
it's just a cloud
then I find compassion
and I find
it vanishes
these thoughts I have they seem
to pass me by
like a cloud

i was praying
it's a cloud
hope it's just another name
for a prayer
it's just a cloud

i want to find some laughter
when you laugh they can't kill you
these thoughts i have they seem
to pass me by
like a cloud

fuel and release!
happiness is good for an hour
fuel and release!
happiness is good for an hour

i hate him for all the things he's done!
because i love her so!
i got the devil in me!
it's sadness!
it's just a cloud


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came home last night
there was fire and smoke on the t.v.
cops and the army
people running out in the street looting

i took off my clothes
and came four times--
could not leave myself alone

it was porno for pyros!

got in my car
saw the fire and smoke, headed to it
just for this night
i believe it is good to destroy it!

get back in the car!
let's drive on by
everybody bump and grind...

it was porno for pyros


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where are you going meija?

you got your money
in your hand
and you mind
already out of the door
get her started
there ain't no stopping her
you gotta
wait till she runs
out of money
or maybe get to sleep
she knows everybody
baby took the car
out for a drive
didn't come back
for nearly two days
where's she been?
why'd she go?
why's she back now?
we all know!
we know why
we know why
she's back again
we know
where's she goin'
someplace better than here...

everybody count your money!
everybody count your money!
everybody count your money!


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cursed to be born
beautifil, poor and female
there's none that suffer more

she's the queen of the bees
that buzz in the bars
fresh as a strawberry
and she always loved dancing

cursed to be born
beautifil, poor and female
there's none that suffer more

2 girls in 2 nights
got caught in the back of
the alleyway
fresh as strawberries
2 girls in 2 nights
when no one came out
zipped up their clothes
and walked back on home

cursed to be born
beautifil, poor and female
there's none that suffer more


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all the guys
that really have the money
are too old
to have a good time with it

too old to turn the women on
too old to have a fast car and drive it

all the guys
that really have the money
are too old
to party or get dirty

too old to turn the women on
too old to have a fast car and drive it


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children are innocent
a teenager's fucked up in the head
adults are even more fucked up
and elderlies are like children

will there be another race
to come along and take over for us?
maybe martians could do
better than we've done
we'll make great pets!

my friend says we're like the dinosaurs
only we are doing ourselves in
much faster than they
ever did
we'll make great pets!


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got some bad shit
then i walked the beat in venice

i went outside
i been in too long
outside
for some inspiration
did the G-O
did the No-Go
there were stars
there were flies
even the flies dropped like...
what do flies drop like?
stars

but i didn't go down

i went outside
i thought i was a chinese blues player
outside
been in too long
did the G-O
did the No-Go
there were stars
there were flies
even the flies dropped like...
what do flies drop like?
stars

but i didn't go down


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yesterday morning i went
out for a cup of coffee
i shaved
then i combed my hair
a man who didn't know me
said something to my back
i stopped to turn around and face it

that is why
i pack my .25
where nobody knows
right above my boot
it's the law
no one there to serve you
why not be the hero?
why not be your own?

swear i'll kill you!
swear that i'll kill you
the law--it's the law
every man out on the street knows
swear that i'll kill you

i dreamt all yesterday
how i might make a man feel
with a gun up to his face
he'd show respect to me
i don't care what you're thinking
i'll wipe that thought away


. . .



ever since the riots
all i really wanted
was a black girlfriend
they don't play around
they're hard enough
to keep any man in line
thinking of my pale white skin
thinking of her dark and smooth
she against me
my black girlfriend

saw her on the corner
where she lived, i asked her
can you braid my hair?
she and her girlfriends
laughed at me, said that
it was easy but it'll cost you some
looking out her window
it's so exciting and foreign
but i'm staying with
my black girlfriend

drivin' thru the hood
in my chevy nova '62
my arm around my
little black girl
people on the corner
looking in my car
wanna do me
but i won't give her back
my little black girl
do you wanna come on in?
do you wanna eat some?
meet my family?
my black girlfriend


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somebody handed me a bloody rag
oh that rag got thick and red
and i wish and i hope
and i hope and i pray
but oh! no way
no way

how many times can you walk away?
so many times--he did it again?
i wished and i hoped
and i hoped and prayed
but oh! no way


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met a girl
who'd never had
an orgasm
i couldn't believe
she'd never had one
i said, sit back
and get yourself relaxed

she thought that i
was just the one
she said, i know
that you could do it
she had to know
got curious
what it was like
enough to trust me

you look so good
so good...
you look so good to me


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