LYRICS FOR
“C’MON DESTRUCTION”

(Everyting Makes Me) Hungry
Waiting for Me
Joey Ramone’s Ghost
Better Than This Lie
Like Lazarus
C’mon Destruction
Tired Paramours
Robot Hipster Jesus
Gitmo Mojo
Welcome to the Sacrifice

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(EVERYTHING MAKES ME) HUNGRY

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Everything makes me hungry
Everything makes me hungry
(break)
Everything makes me hungry
I’m so empty, nothing ever fills me
I’m a buffalo on a spending spree
Just looking for the thing that will kill me
(break)
I’m a cannibal with a psych degree
Your huddled masses are a delicacy
The jaws of life just unhinged me
Now I feel like it’s my duty
That everything makes me hungry
Everything makes me hungry!!
(big break)

I saw the desert past the cul-de-sac
And I knew that’s where I had to be
I knew that nothing could stop me
And nothing was my only peace
In a hollow tree, I left you a note
All it said was, “We’ll be free”
But right then, it occurred to me
The very first smile had bloody teeth

We’re hungry
We’re hungry
We’re hungry

 

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WAITING FOR ME

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I found myself by the jaws of the sea
(Are you waiting for me?
Are you waiting for me?)

These waves roll on like graves on the breeze
(Are you waiting for me?
Are you waiting for me?)

They pound and pound, in my head, can you see?
(They’re waiting for me
They’re waiting for me)

I caught my last breath, but set it free
(You’re still waiting for me?
You’re still waiting for me?)

I string the pearls of my own misery
(Give it to me
Give it to me)

I lost myself, choose your own imagery
Just fill in the blanks
Like waves on the sea

Like waves on the sea
Like waves on the sea
Just fill in the blanks
And give it to me

Like waves on the sea
Like waves on the sea
Just fill in the blanks

And wait for me…

 

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JOEY RAMONE’S GHOST

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I saw Joey Ramone’s ghost today
Dressed in drag, or as a nun, or a slave
He didn’t stop to give me the time of day
I saw Joey Ramone’s ghost today

Went to a supermarket in Californ-ye-ay
Shopping for images, a free give-away
Saw you by the Spam and the Axe Body Spray
I saw Joey Ramone’s ghost today

On the Tri-Borough Bridge, I try to stay awake
Between the here and the after, do a double-take
Call on Johnny Thunders to make some rain
I saw Joey Ramone’s ghost again!

In my greasy-palmed trench-coat on a holiday
Popping No-Doze by the mall fire escape
I burned it all to see what would stay
I saw Joey Ramone’s ghost today

 

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BETTER THAN THIS LIFE

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People running around, all over this town
With blinders blaring in Sensoround
We take the blood with the crown
And wonder why it’s crumbling down

Do I—Do I—Do I
See anything better than this lie?
(repeat)

People gather around, come on down
Cuz we just lowered the higher ground
Bite the bullet, don’t make a sound
Our smoking gun’s got empty rounds

(CHORUS)

Abide! Abide! I cannot abide!
The gnashing of our eyes as we synchronize
The Hive! The Hive! We’re buzzing like flies!
Amnesia knows itself by sight!

 

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LIKE LAZARUS

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Like Lazarus, I brought my own bowling shoes
And I make of myself what I pick and choose
A raiment on the battlefield
Stripped clean from a very lost deal
Like Lazarus, I’m clicking my heels
And checking my teeth for signs of my last meal

Like Lazarus, I’m coming alive
Like Lazarus, got nothing to hide
Like Lazarus…

Like Lazarus, I turn over a stone
And find a new leaf that’s more like a loan
Like anonymous, I sign myself away
When you mouth a word that might mean, “Stay”
It’s obvious, I’m spread too thin
Cuz a name’s not a name if it can’t wear a skin

Like Lazarus, I will abide
Like Lazarus, there’s nothing inside
Like Lazarus…

Like Lazarus, I begin at the end
My heart’s in my throat in a box that says, “Pretend”
Don’t shake it, it might bend
Just take it on faith, like oxygen
And if you break it, there’s a little stain
But then the story, yeah, the story starts again

Like Lazarus…
Like Lazarus…

 

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C’MON DESTRUCTION

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Do me a favor
And save me from your savior
And put the blood back in the stone
Your forehead says fever
Like a hot button lever
And I’m guessing you’re not alone
It’s the multiple delirium
Of the One True Imperium
When you’re righteous, you’re always home
But when the sky is full of hammers
And you’re dressed in fire and antlers
My, how you’ve grown

C’mon Destruction, C’mon Destruction
C’mon Destruction, Wash over me
C’mon Destruction, C’mon Destruction
Take me to the deep red sea

A Pakistani biologist
Has made the perfect virus
That doubles as a cologne
I’s called, “Massacre” by Innoscents
Or “Essence of Dental Rinse”
And its’ knock-off sells well in Rome
One dab’ll do ya
It’ll bring you Hallelujah
Like a tag-team “Friend or Foe”
The Just adjust their fragrance
While us unpure vagrants
Wither to the bone

(Chorus)

There goes Apostle Bob’s Abomination Truck
I’m still waiting for that unholy cup
Yeah, I’m way past due
I’m way past tense
I skinned the village idiot
To get his two cents
Yeah, I’m itching for a signal
That I can trust
But it’s breaking, yeah, it’s breaking
Yeah, we’re breaking up!!!

(Chorus)

 

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TIRED PARAMOURS

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The polish has gone out of the world
There’s no talking to the boys and girls
Outsourced ugliness all the time
And we stumble over ourselves
To make mine
Make Mine

I go walking with a thread in my head
I don’t stop till there’s a noose instead
The koda-chrome trees are making like mimes
And I’m already late
To make mine
Make mine

The asylum’s gets asylum, the door swings wide
A poison Kool-Aid moon changes the tide
And the tired paramours of a dying line
Wait in the shadows
To make mine
Make mine

The parade’s in a shambles, the float’s on fire
Someone’s screaming to a higher power
We’re always alone, but it’s not funny this time
Cuz all we tried to do
Was make mine
Make mine

All we can do is
Make mine
Make mine
All we ever do is
Make mine
Make mine

 

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ROBOT HIPSTER JESUS

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Doing data-entry with headphones on
The eyes are empty, but the beard is long
Hour after hour, staring at that screen
Just hoping to wipe your soul that clean
And when you call up the help desk
Why do you feel they’re the ones that should confess?!

Robot Hipster Jesus
Won’t you sing us a psalm?
Robot Hipster Jesus
Are we in the dark, where we belong?

Remember when you spoke out for the poor
And taught a gospel of love?
Now you check by the questionaire,
“None-of-the-Above”
Remember when you were Gods’ only son
That he gave up for all our sins?
Now you find out your H.M.O.
Doesn’t cover eastern medicine

Robot Hipster Jesus
They got you googling Infinity
Robot Hipster Jesus
If you can’t see, how can we?

You once turned water into wine
Now you’re worried about your over-time
You had your hands nailed by Pontius Pilate
Now you’re freaking out about your palm pilot
Can’t access the address of the forgiven?
Just hit delete---Heaven’s a prison!

Robot Hipster Jesus
You’ll keep temping for Eternity
Robot Hipster Jesus
That’s a contradiction, or maybe it’s me?

Yeah, I’m Robot Hipster Jesus, and I’ve had a tough week
Leave your name and number after the beep
Split me in three, I’m still the good son
But I can’t remember where I begun
Blind in the desert, three sheets to the wind
I came to the mountain, Manhattan
I’ve been through its’ valley, I’ve seen its’ peak
On the lamb from a slaughter that’s been subleased!

Robot Hipster Jesus
Won’t you sing us a psalm?
Robot Hipster Jesus
Are we in the dark, where we belong?

 

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GITMO MOJO

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Gitmo Mojo—Gitmo Mojo—GITMO MOJO!!!)

Do the Mashed Potato, 1-2-3
You got a lumpy consistency
Beat you with a spoon, hide the key
Gitmo’s working its’ mojo got on me

Do the Stomp!
(repeat)

I’m the Bossa Casanova in your dreams
I’ll make you smile before you scream
Rock & rock the cradle, go to sleep
I just date-raped democracy!

Do the Stomp!
(repeat)

Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, they clipped my wings
I got my snout in bloody things
Do unto your neighbor, what a scene
I’ll make you spread like a magazine
And wipe the lense with vaseline
So the cover story comes up clean
I’m just a cog who loves the machine
Got my Gitmo Mojo working for me

DO THE STOMP!!

 

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WELCOME TO THE SACRIFICE

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When you see a little circuit
and you want to see it closed
And you’re feeling kind of naked
But you have on all your clothes
And you turn around the corner
Baby Jesus says, “Hello”
And you got that black dog
Barking in your ear
And you know the outer limits
Are right over here
And your teeth are a xelophone
Clanking in your head
And you never feel better
Then when you feel half-dead

Welcome to the Sacrifice
Don’t you think we made it nice?
You won’t even feel a thing
We will make your blood sing!

And all the dead men
In their fancy waist-coats
Flip you the finger
Say, “Give up all hope”
And the cannibals are dining
Strictly on their own
And the lion lays down
In King Tut’s country home
And the sun is always shining
But you’re cold to the bone
And you’re buying steak knives
Over the telephone
And you’re eyeing the lamb
& the cub & the kid
And you know you love them,
but something’s gotta give
Yeah, something’s gotta give

(CHORUS)

And the idiots have scissors
Where their tongues used to be
And the mind ain’t willing
But the flesh is free
And there’s pennies in the eyes
Of the blind oracle
And you’re stuck at a “Denny’s”
Cuz that’s how it goes
And the satilettes are clicking
Like Las Vegas skulls
And you’re placing a claim
On your own lost soul
And Rudolph scavenges
The corpse of Santa Claus
And now we’re at the point
Where the fever meets the cause

(CHORUS)

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