Portland Death Punk, Vol. #1: Portland Is For Lovers

by Covered In Bees

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1.
Hey Portland, are you ready to rock? Cause it's Portland, and it's after midnight
2.
SOMEONE CALL THE COPS I THINK SOMEONE JUST STOLE TOMORROW SOMEONE CALL 911 I AM ABOUT TO THROW IN THE TOWEL COULD YOU FIND OUT IF MY LOTTO NUMBERS HIT BUT IF I WERE TO DIE TONIGHT I WOULD DIE WITH NO REGRETS GO, GO, GO, GO-GO HIGHFIVES AND GO, GO, GO, GO-GO HIGHFIVES AND SOMEONE CALL MY DOCTOR I KNOW I HAVE A COOL/COUGH SOMEONE CALL THE PHONE MAN BECAUSE I GOT MY LINE TURNED OFF I FEEL LIKE A COWBOY FRANKENTIEN WITH ALL LOSES AND ZERO WINS YOU HAVE BEEN RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND ON YOUR BROKEN SHINS GO, GO, GO, GO-GO HIGHFIVES AND GO, GO, GO, GO-GO HIGHFIVES AND
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(free) 02:18
THE PROBLEM WITH FOREVER IS THAT IT TAKES TOO LONG THE TRUTH ABOUT TOMORROW IS THAT I’M GOING TO GET IT ALL WRONG WHO KNEW THAT THIS WOULD TAKE SO LONG 100 HORRIBLE LYRICS CAN WRITE THE PERFECT SONG I’VE BEEN MEANING TO TELL YOU I’VE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY I AM BLOOD AND HONEY WE ARE WE ARE COVERED IN BEES A PROMISE TO YOU IS A PROMISE I’LL KEEP JUST DON’T COME KNOCKING FOR A COUPLE OF WEEKS IT’S FINE WITH ME IF YOU WANNA MOCK ME I KNOW THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE PUT SALT IN THERE COFFEE
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01:48
CRUCIFIED BY HOPES AND DREAMS KEPT AWAKE BY MUFFLED SCREAMS I FOUND A SKELETON KEY DOWN THE OLD PLANK ROAD STILL HOLDING BACK CROCADILE TEARS I TURNED MY BACK FOR SO MANY YEARS I LOOKED INTO YOUR EYES AND YOUR EPITAPH READ I FORGIVE YOU SAINT JUDAS I KNOW YOU’LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN (ST. JUDAS) BROKEN HEARTS AND A SINKING FEELING I FELL ASLEEP IN A BURNING BUILDING I WROTE MY PROMISES DOWN IN THE BACK OF A BURNING DIARY I COULD BARELY OPEN MY EYES WITH ALL THESE TEARS I LOOKED AT YOU AND YOUR EPITAPH READ I FORGIVE YOU SAINT JUDAS I KNOW YOU’LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN (ST. JUDAS) CRUCIFIED BY HOPES AND DREAMS KEPT AWAKE BY MUFFLED SCREAMS I HID THAT SKELETON KEY IN THE BACK OF A BURNING DIARY I WOULD HAVE DONE A LITTLE BETTER IF I HAD STARTED A LITTLE SOONER I LOOKED AT YOU AND YOUR EPITAPH READ I FORGIVE YOU JUDAS I KNOW YOU’LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN (ST. JUDAS)
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JULY 7TH 1932 BORN SICK A BABE THE CHILD WAS THE FLU SPENT HIS LIFE TRYING TO GET WELL SICK FOR LIFE HIS LIFE IS HELL HIS EYES ARE BAD AND HIS LIPS BLISTER HIS EARS ALWAYS RINGING AND HIS KNEES BROKE HIS HEART IS BROKEN AND HIS BACKS GETTING WORSE HE’S RIDING IN AND AMBULANCE WISHING IT WERE A HEARSE TATTOOS REMIND ME OF WHAT I’VE LOST SCARS SHOW ME JUST AT WHAT COST HIS EYES ARE BAD AND HIS LIPS BLISTER HIS EARS ALWAYS RINGING AND HIS KNEES BROKE HIS HEART IS BROKEN AND HIS BACKS GETTING WORSE HE’S RIDING IN AND AMBULANCE WISHING IT WERE A HEARSE HE NEVER COMPLAINED HE NEVER WOULD BITCH PRAYED EVERYDAY BUT MADE ONLY ONE WISH IF ONLY FOR ONE MOMENT HIS HEAD WOULD NOT ACHE TO BREATH OH SO DEEP WITH NO MEDICINE TO TAKE TATTOOS REMIND ME OF WHAT I’VE LOST SCARS SHOW ME JUST AT WHAT COST HE NEVER COMPLAINED HE NEVER WOULD BITCH PRAYED EVERYDAY BUT MADE ONLY ONE WISH IF ONLY FOR ONE MOMENT HIS HEAD WOULD NOT ACHE TO BREATH OH SO DEEP WITH NO MEDICINE TO TAKE ON JULY 7TH 2004 OUR ANTI-HERO HURTS NO MORE NO MORE NO ACHES NO PAINS NO SHORTNESS OF BREATH I’VE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO HEAR OF ONES DEATH
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(free) 02:24
One night I was out walking Just on the outside of town I met a man made of pure hatred And he wore snakes as his crown I am swamp man I am green I will take your women And rape your dreams You could tell he was not of the living And he sure as hell wasn’t dead Before he struck me down with his mighty sword These are the words that he said I am swamp man I am green I will take your women And rape your dreams But I am not evil I was made this way I have tasted the blood Prepare for doomsday!!!
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She wanted to ask my a simple question To state my purpose and my intentions A proof of wages and a nice car I wish on her ass like a shooting star Boomboxes to Babylon Your boomboxes to Babylon She wanted me to give her some idea She had some worries and she had some fears She broke my heart in two and two into four Love is a battlefield and I got the tour yea Boomboxes to Babylon Your boomboxes to Babylon My guitar holocaust love letter to you is the reason nobody knew I’m in love with you and stories about you your addicted to love and expensive shoes Boomboxes to Babylon Your boomboxes to Babylon My ATM number is xoxo I’m reading chicken soup for the sucker’s soul I fell in love and now I can’t stop falling I nailed my hand to the phone so I can’t stop calling Boomboxes to Babylon Your boomboxes to Babylon
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03:23
IT IS HARD TO IMAGINE A WORLD FULL OF LIGHT WHERE YOU COULD SLEEP THROUGH AN ENTIRE NIGHT GOD GOVERNMENT AND MAN ALL TOOK TURNS AND FAILED THEIR MOANS ARE MADDENING LIKE ROTTING BEACHED WHALES JESUS, MARY, JOESPH, HATE! I VOMIT IN THE COLLECTION PLATE JESUS, MARY, HEART ATTACK! IF I COULD I WOULDN’T TAKE YOU BACK ZOMBIES IF YOU ARE NOT SCARED YOU ARE NOT PREPARED FOR ZOMBIES NO MONEY NO HELP NO SIN NO LIES PRAYING FOR DEATH WHILE RUNNING FOR OUR LIVES NIGHT OF THE DAWN OF THE DON’T MAKE ME LAUGH I NEED A SHOWER BUT WILL SETTLE FOR A BLOODBATH
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04:52
Blood red rose and a glass of wine Liquid bleach and strychnine Holy Ghost and Vaseline Migraine headaches and gasoline New Years Eve and thru the night Do you know what keeps me warm at night Clawing at you Clawing at me Cut both of my wrists but they just won’t bleed Pieces of you I can’t remember how this came to be Since being baptized by fire You have set me free Wedding night and our first date Little red and fugate Family bible and a lock of hair The kitchen fire and that pregnancy scare Consummation and our first night Do you know what keeps me warm at night Clawing at you Clawing at me Cut both of my wrists but they just won’t bleed Pieces of you I can’t remember how this came to be Since being baptized by fire You have set me free
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I find it hard to see thru all the smoke and fire Justice slowed by rust I find it hard to scream now that the air is black I don’t know who I can trust Drop in the bucket It makes me sick to my stomach to think of what we have done Or what we haven’t done To be completely honest The war can still be won Drop in the bucket I know it’s a nightmare You spread yourself so thin You wanna fix everything But you don’t know where to begin I know its getting harder If one vote is a drop in the bucket Here comes a tidal wave Drop in the bucket This greed fueled fire Green flames are burning brighter The longer that we wait Putting it out only get harder I know its getting harder If one vote is a drop in the bucket Here comes a tidal wave Drop in the bucket
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I DON'T LIKE TO SHOVEL SNOW! DON'T LIKE TO SHOVEL SNOW
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I can read the thoughts your thinking Your blood I will soon be drinking In the moon drenched shadows we will dance To be fair you never had a chance Before your lipstick dries to the glass FEEL THE CHANGE! YOU’RE UNDEAD! I will free you of that mortal prison You don’t know what you been missing Spilling blood is completely normal Just bite your lip until it turns purple Before your lipstick dries to the glass FEEL YOUR HEART STOP! YOU’RE UNDEAD! To taste a cop is to taste power And gothic boys are awful sour If I my suggest a treat, a feast I enjoy the taste of catholic priest Before your lipstick dries to the glass FEEL THE DARKNESS! YOU’RE UNDEAD!
13.
THE LAST TIME I CALLED YOUR NAME THE PORCH LIGHT WAS ON THE LAST TIME I CALLED YOUR NAME THE SKY WAS FALLING AWAY MY LIPS BETRAY ME WHEN I TRY TO CALL YOUR NAME MY FINGERS SNAP WHEN I TRY TO WRITE YOUR NAME SERVANT GIRL MAKES LACE FROM HAIR SHE STEALS FROM HER OWN HEAD SERVANT GIRL MAKES LACE FROM HAIR SHE RIPPS FROM HER OWN HEAD DOESN’T MATTER IF SHE’S GOING BLIND (SHE’S GOTTA LOOK GOOD) DOESN’T MATTER IF HER FINGERS ARE TWISTED (SHE’S GOTTA LOOK GOOD) DOESN’T MATTER IF HER BACK IS BROKEN (SHE’S GOTTA LOOK GOOD) DOESN’T MATTER IF SHE IS STARVING TO DEATH (SHE’S GOTTA LOOK GOOD) LAST TIME I CALLED YOUR NAME THE PORCH LIGHT WAS OUT LAST TIME I CALLED YOUR NAME YOU JUST WOULDN’T COME OUT I TRIED TO CALL YOUR NUMBER BUT MY FINGERS BROKE I TRIED TO LEAVE A MESSAGE BUT I CHOKED I TRIED TO CARVE YOUR GRAVE STONE OUT OF SOAPSTONE BUT IT RAINED I TRIED TO MAKE A FLOWER ARRAIGNMENT BUT THE POLLEN CAME I TRIED TO PLANT A GARDEN THAT WOULD SPELL OUT YOUR NAME IN ROSES NO WAY I CAN HOLD IT THE FIRST TIME IN 17 YEARS NOW WE HAVE LOCUST
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04:38
AFTER THE RAIN AND BEFORE THE FIRE THERE WILL BE A BARBED-WIRE RAINBOW EVERY NIGHT IT HAPPENS WHEN NO ONE IS AROUND IT STARTS WITH A RAP TAP TAPPING SOUND THE SMELL OF PERFUME AND LARVA GIVES ME A SINKING FEELING ‘LIKE 18 HIGH HEEL SHOES DANCING ON MY CEILING DON’T THINK I’M GONNA SLEEP TONIGHT ‘CAUSE THERE IS SOMETHING HANGING FROM MY LIGHT SPIDERLADY (CRAWLING IN MY BED) SPIDERLADY (I’M CAUGHT IN YOUR WEB) MANDIBLE OF CRIMSON FILAMENT OF WHITE SPINNING ‘ROUND MY HEAD WRAPPING IT TIGHT PINNED DOWN BY DESIRE AND HER HAIRY THIGHS I SEE MY REFLECTION IN EACH OF HER 40 EYES DON’T THINK I’M GONNA SLEEP TONIGHT ‘CAUSE I JUST GOT A TERRIBLE BITE SPIDERLADY (CRAWLING IN MY BED) SPIDERLADY (I’M CAUGHT IN YOUR WEB) AND THEN THE WORST POSSIBLE THING HAPPENED SHE FOUND DOCTOR MENGALA’S UNDERGROUND LAB AND SHE MATED WITH HIS LAST KNOWN EXPERIMENT CYBERNETIC APES (HALF ROBOT, HALF MACHINE) TO CREATE HALF SPIDER HALF CYBERNETIC APES THEY DESTROYED ASIA, SOUTHERN ASIA, INDIA, RUSSIA, THE MIDDLE EAST, WESTERN EUROPE, EASTERN EUROPE,,AND AS HER UNHOLY SPAWN BEGAN TO CLOSE IN ON OUR GREAT LAND WE FOUND THE ONLY THING THAT COULD DESTROY THEM THE GOLDEN GUITAR AND THAN THERE WAS ONE DON’T THINK I’M GONNA SLEEP TONIGHT ‘CAUSE I JUST GOT A TERRIBLE BITE SPIDERLADY (CRAWLING IN MY BED) SPIDERLADY (I’M CAUGHT IN YOUR WEB)

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released August 1, 2005

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