1996, little trouble girl, geffen



[thurston]

Pass me a joint

It's time to anoint

The fortune is sun

As cosmic exploits

Spark that shit up



Oh yah



Get me a beer

I feel kind of queer

I want to get fuck up

Poor me a fuckin' tall one



Oh yah



Take off your clothes

But leave on your shoes

You smell like a rosary

And you look like a jew

You drunk all my wine girl



An empty bottle is nothing but trouble

Another bottle and make it a double

We're getting thirsty



[kim]

Nowhere to go

Nothing to do

Nowhere to go

With someone like you

Nothing to do

There's nothing that's new

But no one is home

There's no one like you

No one to see

Nothing to say

No one to go

No one to stay

No one is home

No one is home

There's no one like you

Never alone

Nowhere to go

Nothing to do

Nothing to say

There's no one like you

Nowhere to go

Nowhere to go

With nothing to do

There's no place like home



[thurston]

Pass me a qual

Let's do it and done it

I think i like you

I think i drank you

Pass me the vacuum


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