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Race For The Prize
One, two, one!. . Two scientists are racing. For the good of all mankind. Both of them side-by-side. So determined. . Locked in heated battle. For the cure that is their prize.
Race For The Prize [remix]
One, two, one!. . Two scientists are racing. For the good of all mankind. Both of them side-by-side. So determined. . Locked in heated battle. For the cure that is their prize.
Psychiatric Exploration Of The Fetus With Needles...
Cat killing dogs; pigs eating rats. Every mouth will eat you up, the king bug laughs. Belly of the heart; Belly full of bats. The chromosomes seem not to want the fetus.
Psychiatric Explorations Of The Fetus With Needles
Cat killing dogs; pigs eating rats. Every mouth will eat you up, the king bug laughs. Belly of the heart; Belly full of bats. The chromosomes seem not to want the fetus.
Powerless
Honey, you're just paranoid. You should do what you enjoy. No one is ever really powerless. That's what she said when she gave me a kiss. No one is ever really powerless.
Prescription: Love
I been wandering for quite a while. When it seems like love is all around. Seems when people can't get love. They substitute it with a bunch of drugs.
Pompeii Am Gotterdammerung
Running to the station holding hands. Now the volcano is flowing red. Something there will change us into sand. . Now we'll be forever holding hands. Lava and tephra will form our bed.
Plastic Jesus
I don't care if it rains or freezes. Long as I got my plastic Jesus. Sittin' on the dashboard of my car. Comes in colors, pink and pleasant. Glows in the dark, it's iridescent.
Pomeii Am Gotterdammerung
Running to the station holding hands. Now the volcano is flowing red. Something there will change us into sand. . Now we'll be forever holding hands. Lava and tephra will form our bed.
Placebo Headwound
Where does outer space end. It's sort of hard to imagine. Is it real? Is it nothing, nothing?. Cause it's not so clear anymore to me. . Why do birds always fly south.
Phoebe Battles The Pink Robots
("First of all, you think she's a woman, but she's not, she's a cyborg"). . Her name is Phoebe.. She's a black belt in karate.. Workin' for the city,.
Pilot Can At The Queer Of God
Oh god. Has she always lived here?. (I think she has). Oh god. Has she always looked like that?. (I think she has). . Oh god. God, has she forgot me?.
Out For A Walk
I went out for a walk in the mornin'. What did I see. A great big hole in the ground where the world used to be. And it smelled like it'd been burned.
Peace Sword
I was trained to ignore your pain. Open your heart to me. I trade the sun of its light. Open your heart, you'll see. . Open your heart to me. Open your heart, you'll see.
One More Robot/sympathy 3000-21
Unit three thousand twenty one is warming. Makes a humming sound, when its circuits. Duplicate emotions, and a sense of coldness detaches. As it tries to comfort your sadness,.
One Shot
One shot goes to the poet's head. One shot goes in the sand. One more day in this fucking town. I'm going to crack a hole in my hand. . Mom's in the water.
Oh My Pregnant Head
When will you shut your mouth. Stop all your vibrating. Birds flying out of a mountain. Somewhere the snow cools my fever. I just have stumps left for fingers.
One Million Billionth Of A Millisecond On A Sunday Morning
Early in the mornin', just before the dawn. I turn my t.v. on and watch the fuzz. The sun scrapes away the first layers of the day. Nothing is meant, this is a beautiful accident.
Ode To C.c. Part Two
This man came up to me just the other day. He asked me if I'd been born again. I told him I didn't think I had. That I had been rejected. But I think hell's got all the good bands anyway.
Ode To C.c(part I)
This man came up to me just the other day. He asked me if I'd been born again. I told him I didn't think I had. That I had been rejected. But I think hell's got all the good bands anyway.
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