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Model Bones
04:15
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Eighteen when Cindy flew the nest
She started spelling her name with an “S”
The shower waters running cold
Over her breasts and into her model bones
Saw a number in a wanted ad
Flight to a new life tomorrow
Make your way down to Hollywood
Wipe the floor with those other girls
You’ve never looked so good
On the shores of Hollywood
But the smallest stars burn brightest
A supernova crisis will come
Cover your tracks like a runaway
Paint your face pretty colors
Make your way down to Hollywood
Wipe the floor with those other girls
‘Cause you’ve never looked so good
Mother never understood
But boy was she mistaken
A virgin world worth breaking apart
Money rains when the getting's good
But there ain't no rain in the summer
Make your way back from Hollywood
To hide your face in a crowded room
You’ve never looked so good
Mother never understood
On the shores of Hollywood
You'd ask if you should if you could
You’ve never looked so good
You’ve never looked so good
You’ve never looked so good
In your model bones
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New Age Girl
02:14
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I love her, I serve her
Every day of my life
Her wicked voodoo spell
Wraps me up at night like
Oh oh oh
New age girl
Venus is what binds her
The moon is what makes her strange
If these stars were one inch closer
She just might learn my name
Oh oh oh
New age girl
Oh wise woman, what secrets do you hold?
Priestess from days of old
With hand made jars and satchels
She harvest many herbs
O’ mortar and a pestle
She whispers sacred words like
Oh oh oh
New age girl
Clutching to her crystals
And kissing polished stones
She wishes for her fortune
While she should just make her own
Oh oh oh
New age girl
Oh wise woman, what do you see
In your visions, is it me?
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Bottom Feeder
04:02
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Is it late enough to tell a story
Sleep deprived, sick and horny
Faces come and go
Bathing in the afterglow
We’ll talk about your recent bleedings
Dark forays and bottom feedings
I’m just a block away
So drag your body back to me
Tell me where you been girl
Should I ask?
It's all the same to me
You can pull the blade
But make it fast
Please don’t let me see
The blood
The blood
The blood
The blood
Seattle in the early morning
The color that my hair is turning
Boxes in a row
Swimming in the undertow
Narrow bridges to tomorrow
Shelter those who beg and borrow
One last overpass
A prophet selling prayers for cash
Where you been girl
Should I ask?
It's all the same to me
You can pull the blade
But make it fast
Please don’t let me see
The blood
The blood
The blood
The blood
Rainier is reigning over me
The sovereign of the Salish Sea
Still water, crystalline
Envy wrought in emerald green
Like eyes that I came to despise
That lurk behind a thin disguise
Peel back your pale mask
Where you been girl
Should I ask?
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