Mushroomhead - Mushroomhead (1995)

Alright people sit down
Why!

Boy, the way Glenn Miller played
Songs that made the hit parade
Get up, get on your feet!

I hold your throat within my naked hand
I can never hope to have you hear my word
I lose control at the sight of blood
I visit you through six feet of soil bitch!

Get up get up get up get up get down [8x]

I'm mad as hell

Mad as hell why can't you understand the words shut up? (shut up!)
Why, in God's name did you think you ruled the world?
Why, when the punch line jokes can be cruel (hi honey I'm home)
I've lost my soul, you swallowed my heart whole, choke!

Get up get up get up get up get down [8x]
I'm mad as hell!
Mad as hell

I'm mad as hell!

I hold your throat within my naked hand
I can never hope to have you hear my word
I lose control at the sight of blood
I visit you through six feet of soil!

Never seen a motherfucker kill a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker named Willie Dee motherfucker [4x]
I'm mad as hell
Mad as hell

Why? Why?
Why? Why?
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Mind haemorrhage
Fucking folding chairs in the hallway!

Crucified
Paralyzed
You laugh, I cry
Calculating my miscalculations

What is the sign (For I'm choking to death)
For I'm choking to death?
Something's caught in my throat, in my throat
It must be something I've said
It must be something I've said

Sighted blind
Braille is fine
Two black eyes
Are you a bad-ass or just a fucking asshole?

What is the sign for I'm choking to death?
For I'm choking to death
Something's caught in my throat
Could it be something I've said?
What is the sign for I'm choking to death?
Could it be something I've said?
Something's caught in my throat
Could it be something I've said?

Not enough, there's too much
Not enough, there's too much
Not enough
There's too much, not enough
There's too much, not enough
There's too much
Not enough, there's too much
Not enough, there's too much
Not enough
There's too much, not enough
There's too much, not enough
There's too much

God and dog, well I've seen a dog
I'll take my chances and sleep like a log

Hard in the ground, dig

God, dog, God, dog

Agnostic
Insomniac
Dyslexic
I'm wide awake and wondering if there is a dog

What is the sign for I'm choking to death?
For I'm choking to death
Something's caught in my throat
Could it be something I've said?
What is the sign for I'm choking to death?
Could it be something I've said?
Something's caught in my throat
Could it be something I've said? Открыть страницу с текстом

With a guilt ridden frown hidden smiling deep down
Laughing at the crowd nauseating sound as the blind
Lead the blind on a crusade for sight corralled in the corner
This leash is too tight I can't keep up this act
Please expand the role choking on dialogue
You've all heard before with a guilt ridden frown hidden smiling
Deep down dying inside paint a smile on this clown
Tainted face jaded by disgrace regurgitate your faith
Fornicate your mind all that hides inside roll around
Defecate, compensate the mess
You made no escaping
From the end ego trip-punishment falling down
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How am I supposed to think?
Can I feel? My hands are numb
My feet oh no my dick is dumb
And the rain came down plucked my sight
Elevation, elevation, elevation
How am I supposed to think now?
What's in my head now?
Like a cheap parlor trick slight of hand and the blood covers a soul
Any day now what do I feel when I awake?
Where am I from when I am lost?
I feel so low, I said my hands are numb
My feet oh no
Elevation I said my hands are numb, my feet oh no
Elevation and every time I get up they're pulling me down
Can't get my feet up off the ground
I said my hands are numb, my feet oh no
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Distraught in deprived thought
Within a golden rave
I make it a point of bein' pointless
Brainwash it all away

Distressed and I detest (Distressed and I detest)
Vein in a shade of gray (Vein in a shade of gray)
Telegraphing all of my punches (I couldn't fight)
Couldn't fight my way out of a cardboard box!

And in my own small way
I make an indifferent difference
I realize, I fantasize, I apologize (I'm sorry)
Crawling under a rock (Crawling under a rock!)

I hold up a white flag (I hold up a white flag)
I could've been, I should've been, I'm just a has-been
(I could've been, I should've been, I could've been, I should've been)
I hold up a white flag... Responsibility, irrational religion
(I could've been, I should've been, I could've been, I should've been
I could've been, I should've been)

I hold my head down in disgust
(Indifference, indifference, indifference)
Distressed and I detest
(Indifference, indifference, indifference)
Distraught in deprived thought
I hold my head down in disgust
(Indifference, indifference, indifference)
Distressed and I detest
(Indifference, indifference, indifference)
Distraught in deprived thought!
Within a golden rave
Distressed and I detest!
I make it a point of bein' pointless
Brainwash it all away!

Distressed and I detest!
Vein in a shade of gray
Telegraphing all my punches!
Couldn't fight my way out of a cardboard box!

And in my own small way
I make an indifferent, indifferent, indifference!
I realize, I fantasize, I apologize!
Crawling under a rock! Indifferent!

I hold up a white flag... I could've been
I should've been... I'm just a has-been
I hold up a white flag
Responsibility, irrational religion

I hold my head down in disgust
Distressed and I detest
Distraught in deprived thought!

I hold my head down in disgust
Distressed and I detest
Distraught in deprived thought!

And in my own small way
Within a golden rave
I make it a point of bein' pointless
Brainwash it, all away!
And in my own small way
I make an indifferent, difference
I realize, I fantasize, I apologize!
Crawling under a rock! Indifferent!
I hold up a white flag! I could've been!
I should've been! I'm just a has-been!
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Mother may I?
Mother may I please go outside and play?
Don't put me back in the dark
I promise I will not tell anyone
Mother may I?
Mother may I please share our little
Secret of love?
The way that you touch me, should I feel shame?
Mother may I?
Mother may I please feel your warm embrace?
Mother may I?
I feel your hands on my face
No you can't go out but
You may cum inside of me
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I don't think this was such a good idea

Beat like a dog
Pissing all over shit on the rug
Lie down and roll over
Shove my nose in the floor
Make me think about what I have done
Pledge your dependencies
Soon jealousies
Tendencies turn
Secrets we share
Into weapons of warfare
Bleed like the creep
That I have become face down in shit
And I want you to beat me senseless
What I have done, it's just begun
Face down in shit
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[The Weird World of LSD:]

We are about to take you into the world... of the LSD user...

[High School Confidential:]

Now... you can see the difference between a real cigarette and marijuana... and there be no mistaking the texture or content... if you were to handle it. The darker one has been rolled in wheat straw paper... in most of the reefers a double thickness of paper is used... now, in the language the addicts use among themselves, marijuana is referred to as "Mary Jane", "pot", "weed" or "tea". They never say to each other, "Let's smoke a marijuana cigarette", they say, "Let's turn on" or "Let's blast a joint."

We are about to take you into the world... of the LSD user.
We are about to take you into the world... of the LSD user.
Of the LSD user...
Of the LSD user...
Of the LSD user...

Marijuana is referred to as "Mary Jane", "pot", "weed" or "tea".

They never say to each other, "Let's smoke a marijuana cigarette", they say, "Let's turn on" or "Let's blast a joint."

They say, "Let's turn on."

Marijuana is referred to as "Mary Jane", "pot", "weed" or "tea".

They say, "Blast a joint, blast a joint, blast a joint."
They say, "Blast a joint, blast a joint, blast a joint."

We are about to take you into the world... of the LSD user...

Marijuana is referred to as "Mary Jane", "pot", "weed" or "tea".
Marijuana is referred to as "Mary Jane", "pot", "weed" or "tea".

Now... you can see the difference between a real cigarette and marijuana... and there be no mistaking the texture or content... if you were to handle it.

Now... you can see the difference between a real cigarette and marijuana...

Now, in the language the addicts use among themselves, marijuana is referred to as "Mary Jane", "pot", "weed" or "tea". They never say to each other, "Let's smoke a marijuana cigarette", they say, "Let's turn on" or "Let's blast a joint."

[Fire Walk With Me:]

[Laura Palmer:] "Dad, is the engine on fire ? It smells like something's burning!"
[Laura Palmer:] "Something is burning!"
[Leland Palmer:] "It's the engine!"
[Mike:] "You stole the corn! I had it canned over the store! And miss, the look on her face, when it was opened. There was a stillness!"
[Mike:] "Like, the Formica tabletop! The thread will be torn, Mr. Palmer!"
[Leland Palmer:] "Come on!"
[Mike:] "The thread will be torn!"
[Mike:] "It's him! It's your father!"
[Leland Palmer:] "Ah!"
[Laura Palmer:] "Stop it!" Открыть страницу с текстом

Too much nothing, too much nothing
Too much nothing, too much nothing
Too much nothing, too much nothing
Too much nothing, too much nothing

I'm always excusing myself
But now it's getting hard to tell
The reason why I even care
Increasingly I'm unaware

Instead of bettering myself
I'm crawling deeper in my shell
The whole point that I am alive
Seems to escape me at this time

I'm always excusing myself – Too much nothing
But now it's getting hard to tell – Too much nothing
The reason why I even care – Too much nothing
Increasingly I'm unaware – Too much nothing
Instead of bettering myself – Too much nothing
I'm crawling deeper in my shell – Too much nothing
The whole point that I am alive – Too much nothing
Seems to escape me at this time – Too much nothing

Instead of bettering myself
I'm crawling deeper in my shell
The whole point that I am alive
Seems to escape me at this time

Instead of bettering myself
I'm crawling deeper in my shell
The whole point that I am alive
Seems to escape me at this time

I'm always excusing myself – Nothing too much
But now it's getting hard to tell – Nothing too much
The reason why I even care – Nothing too much
Increasingly I'm unaware – Nothing too much
I've never known how to behave – Nothing too much
I've never strayed far from the grave – Nothing too much
I need to get up off the ground – Nothing too much
To force myself to make a sound – Nothing too much

Instead of bettering myself
I'm crawling deeper in my shell
The whole point that I am alive
Seems to escape me at this time

The whole point that I am alive
Seems to escape me at this time
Instead of bettering myself
I'm crawling deeper in my shell

Instead of bettering myself
I'm crawling deeper in my shell
The whole point that I am alive
Seems to escape me at this time Открыть страницу с текстом