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Green River Album



1986
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This ain't no social call
I don't come for fun at all
This ain't no social call
Bet you're wantin' fun

What you see is what you get
I ain't seen nothing I want yet
This is stronger than the day I die
This is stronger than the day I die

Some things are better left unsaid
Some things are better left unthought
Some things are better left for dead
Some things are better left (burning)

What you get is what you see
Look out, I don't aim to please
Forever means nothing to me right now
Forever means nothing to me right now

This ain't no social call
I ain't here for your fun at all
This ain't no social call
Too bad you were expecting fun

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Rehab doll's got a bug that bites
She picked it up in a shared-blood rite
Take one down, pass it around
Take one down, pass it around
Take as many down with you as you can

The river in the city gets pumped with sewage
The river in the city runs brown
The river in the city gets pumped with sewage
Rehab doll says she craves a fix

Rehab doll's in for quite a kick
Ten to one says it won't stick

Rehab doll stays up all night
Shakin' shakin' shakin' she don't feel quite right

We all fall down

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She looked at me with dignity, said
"Baby, there's one thing you've gotta see
Even though we're headed for war
this nation's prouder than ever before
Yes, there's a sprit in the air
We're more American than anywhere!"
Well, I just smiled 'cuz I could tell
This little girl's going to hell

All the warmth in her heart can't keep
My blood from running cold
First I fell for her looks
Now I just wanna go for the throat
I tried to tell her a hundred times
Poor little girl didn't understand at all
Pride comes before a fall

This ain't the summer of love...
I don't know what you're thinkin'
This ain't the summer of love
This ain't the garden of Eden
There ain't no angels above
Things ain't what they used to be
This ain't the summer of love
It's the summer of fuck
"ohhhh"

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When I take a look around
I see the whole world going down
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you see what I see
Once again I start to sink
I reach for you, my missing link
Like it or not
You're going down with me

You came to me
Dying to save my soul
But there was nothing
For you to hold
You thought you faith was strong enough
To save a drowning man
You lost your footing reachin' for my hand
You lost your faith when I pulled you in
Gave you nothing to believe in
Together we'll never
Have to see the world again...

With damnation I penetrated your soul
Knew you needed something to fill that gaping hole
So I gave you nothing, everything I have
Is that why your pretty little eyes are lookin' so sad
Understand I had to pull you in
It gets so lonely with nothing to believe in

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Only you make the grey skies black...
So why do I keep coming back?
Misery loves company, baby
That's why I love you
Going down to your kill ya got me
Turning blue

Judge a man by the company he keeps
My love, she's a party in Hell
Smilin' & dyin' all night long
My company don't keep so well

Only you make the grey skies black
Only you keep me coming back

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Porkfist has the biggest hands
Porkfist is the biggest man

Porkfist big grip on all I see
see saw see saw him swingin' at me
ham hock hack hack keep 'em in line
Grab grab grab all this is mine
The bigger the hand the bigger the man
The fatter the wrists the stronger the grip
The tighter the fist the harder he hits
Porkfist swings at the little pigs
I am....
The biggest beast in this pen!

porkfist has the biggest hands
porkfist is the biggest man

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Take a dive (x3)
You're a mistake set for a fall
Ya gonna jump before you're pushed?
Beat 'em to the punch (x2)
Take a leap before you look
Take a dive (x3)

As low
As low as you can go
Lookin' for something left behind
Lookin' for something left inside
Headed face first (x2)
Headed face first for the pit of your stomach
Enjoy...
Enjoy the trash, enjoy the garbage
Enjoy the rubbish and waste inside
You've dredged the bottom cleansed your soul
It got you nothin' and there's nothing left to find
Take a dive (x3)
Take a dive dive dive dive dive...

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Pretty mess, pretty little lamb
Give me a kiss, pretty mess
Look at this, tell me who I am
I want one kiss before she breaks down

Down to Earth she's so out of place
Like pure white silk on a soil floor
I need one kiss before she breaks
One last kiss (nothing more)

Tore your dress on the cornerstone
Ripping a hole in your foundation
Such a pretty thing on shaky ground
Pull one more stitch, you'll come tumbling down

Look in these eyes what do you see?
Touch these hands, what do you feel?
How do you feel when you touch me?
How do you feel, how do you feel?
When you lead me through greener pastures
Lead me to the still waters
Lead me, I'm feelin' alright
Feelin' alright I'm ripe for the slaughter
My reflection bleeds, cleansed by the blood
My reflection bleeds, cleansed by the blood
My reflection bleeds deep in the water
Cleansed by the blood, my reflection's daughter
Cleansed by the blood, my reflection's daughter
Cleansed by the blood that made me a martyr

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