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Parasiticide

by Two Ton Boa

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1.
Cash Machine 04:00
Something's cracked inside Like the liberty bell My heart clanking flat Like that cold abandoned shell Bankrupt thoughts Steal my hope Fix the bail Charge me interest while I'm stuck In your plastic jail From my cell I hear the clink Of my freedom ring Inside the belly of your cash machine It should be Criminal with a capitol "C" How you try to hook me with your false promises These happy endings ring a bell Steal my hope Set the bail Sell it back to me at cost In your fancy jail Like the sun I watch it sink Like a holy grail Inside the belly of your cash machine Faceless metal miser hoarding desires Crowned with a briar patch of tangled razor wire You grant You damn From your throne in my hands Mechanical messiah You've robbed my kingdom blind Nickel and dimed It surely comes as no surprise I can't afford your paradise The one that rings me up and smiles You cast a spell Steal my hope Set the bail Sell it back to me at cost In your fancy jail You won't rest until I've sunk every living thing Inside the belly of your cash machine Faceless metal miser hoarding desires Crowned with a briar patch of tangled razor wire You grant You damn From your throne in my hands Mechanical messiah You've drained my kingdom dry!
2.
Cyanide 03:06
Vexatious words I won't own - No! Fallacious words of a snake - Fake! As you patronize with your tongue untied Spilling toxic bait I recognize I won't concede I know it's up to me To disengage my enemy: You're cyanide, cyanide Your words that lie, and misadvise Cyanide, they're cyanide They falsify They always state their case For your personal gain They launch a cruel campaign To wipe the smile from my face When your jeers incite Without invite Try to set me off like dynamite I set my mind at ease I've got the air to breathe It's a cheap, effective remedy for Cyanide, your cyanide Your words deride and criticize Cyanide, they're cyanide They fictionize You love to obfuscate With your mendacious games Don't want a real debate You cheat your way to checkmate You move in quick, flaunt your good intent But you colonize for deadly ends The way you melodize with your sing-song lies You'd make a smooth sidekick for a suicide You're poison If I let you slip into my cup I'll never swallow - I'll spit you out! You're cyanide, cyanide Your words that lie, and paralyze Cyanide, they're cyanide Call the ambulance quick, I'm still alive! Cyanide, you're cyanide Call the ambulance quick, I'm still alive Cyanide, cyanide!!
3.
HERarchy 04:15
Misfit, misfit, got no sense Sitting like a chicken on the chain link fence Never picks a side, all she does is cry How many teardrops can she hide you MISFIT MISFIT throw the dog a biscuit! How many kicks until she licks it? 1, 2, 3, 4, FIVE This situation's hopeless No matter what I do These small-town girls will hate me Since I stepped outside their rules I see their Angel faces twist into riddles Sisters on a rampage with the scissors Tongues packing sweet words like pistols Firing on my back like heat-seeking missiles pleading crying cannot satisfy the cruel appetites of GIRLs! GIRLS! What do they see? Why are these crosshairs on me? What do they hear? The voice of envy sneer...? I'm a spotlight thief! I won't take tea I won't take lessons in how to be Seen Not heard I'm a misfit little bird Dodging bigger beaks On a playground for GIRLS! GIRLS! Look who's all alone - It's the one-woman show! Who's got a stone? Don't you know - Our status grows When we tear into a threat With a fine tooth comb! She's all alone - Somebody please throw the dog bone! Angel faces twist into riddles Sisters on a rampage with the scissors Tongues packing mind fucks like pistols Breathing down my neck like heat seeking missiles Running hiding can't get by the vicious social politics of GIRLS! GIRLS! What do they see? Who placed these crosshairs on me? What do they hear? The voice of envy sneer I'm a spotlight thief I don't take tea I don't take lessons in how to be Seen Not heard I'm a misfit little bird The lowliest of dirt On a playground for GIRLS! GIRLS! cruel, cruel cruel, vicious girls!
4.
Gumshoe 04:59
That fateful day I passed through An alley off the Avenue A shadow pushed me into you You asked me for a dance Demanded moonlight romance Well tell me what's a lonely girl to do? With a real tenacious guy A gum-chewing spy A stalker with a glassy eye How could you show me all your tricks Then ask me not to spit Your candy bullets back at you? Gumshoe.... THAT'S YOU! If I'm a train on the tracks Then you're the hobo on my back You're a parasitic free-loading rat! I call you Clyde, cause you're a mack In your coat and your pilfered hat Hunting Bonnies with your rat-a-tat-tat You're sticky, sweet as can be Like taffy, you're stuck all over me Gumshoe! ------(I think you need another clue - here's one for you: If I'm the train on the tracks Then you're the hobo on my back You're an unrelenting blood-sucking gnat! A politician in the sack Flipping words like an acrobat Well you get my vote you make a crass diplomat Your words are cheap, oh so sugary sweet Like little candy leeches you spit out on the street They snag my heels, to beg for bigger meals You like them sucking on my injuries Oh gumshoe, is it really true? You trade your friendships for this kind of fun- That you've got more love For your adrenalin rush That stale and sugar-coated spineless stuff Gumshoe! -------(That's what you do If I'm a racehorse on the tracks I've got a monkey on my back Better shake him fast or I'll be finishing last! You gamble love to win, you gamble love to lose That's how you gambled off my interest in you You're sticky, sweet as can be Like taffy, you're stuck all over me You want to untangle my inner mystery But I just want to peel you off of me! Oh gumshoe, is it really true You trade your friendships for this kind of fun? You've got so much love for your adrenalin rush You could chew a bullet into tasteless mush GUMSHOE!
5.
Planted like a flower One perfect little girl Like dirt trapped in the oyster I should have been a pearl But ugly grew in places It hurts me to be seen Oh doctor! I'm so needy! Please fix me - I'm obscene! Perfect faces slap me From grocery magazines Their sultry smiles all knowing They're certain I will be Your favorite bloody patient I'm you favorite bloody patient Give me those breasts of honey A waist no wasp can match Carve me into Venus I want them all to gasp I'm your favorite bloody patient I'm your favorite bloody patient A princess lies in waiting She's buried in my breast Awake her, my prince charming And slice her from my flesh They say I can't be real That I'm a plastic sex doll queen So cut me into pieces And feed me to the masses! I'm your favorite bloody patient Your favorite bloody patient I'm your favorite bloody patient Your favorite bloody patient
6.
Bad Seed 03:39
When I was just a little girl I sat upon my auntie's knee Asked about the birds and bees And this is what she said to me: There are some things in this world That cannot be forced And I'm sorry, I'm oh so sorry Your virgin heart isn't one of those Since the beginning of time It's a cold, cruel fact I cannot deny And I cringe to think of all the ways they get in But you could be like Venus And cop a heavenly stench Surround your petals with a spiky fence You could be a flower With a sticky dark throat You could swallow them whole and feast on their invading souls I've felt that faceless force in the family TV Lurking cold as sweat in the depths of the screen Slipping unseen into forgotten dreams It's a killing machine Just like an alien head from that dreadful movie Thrusting its way through my tender flesh To plant an evil seed inside of me But you could be be like Venus And cop a heavenly stench Surround your petals with a spiky fence You could be a flower With a sticky dark throat You could swallow them whole And feast on their invading souls!
7.
Coyotes prowling in the yard Howling around your trembling house of cards A serenade for the crow that fell Like a drop of oil into your virgin well Some hook has burrowed in your skin There's a desperate clawing as the itch sets in For a preacher's daughter you're an easy mark For the metal vultures in the parking lot. The sticky hum of clicking tongues has dropped Their ticking clots of concrete in your mind's metallic slots Like words descending in an inky swarm To hammer down the flutter of your paper arms The flames that lick you in your easy chair And the smoking fingers in your burning hair Are the exorcisms of a dirty girl Ripping demons from her holy pearl
8.
Ms. Fix It 03:05
Tiny, dirty Catnip for a girlie Walking with me Wanting to kiss me A skinny, pearly Straight talking girlie Cold as ice cream With a heart that melts For just one thing Shining like candy My electric dandy I'm crushing her handshake She's plumbing an earthquake Ms. Fix It I wanna love you all of the time The cold narcotic in (my mind) Ms. Fix It is handy Got a trick deck to fan me Five cards up twin sleeves Whenever I fancy Tiny, stony Black inked and bony Laughing through me The dirty joke that cut me free Ms. Fix It She's gonna love me all of my life I know she'll never leave my side
9.
Ah sucker You've gone and done it once again I've watched you suffer Through an endless row of cold and sleepless nights Suicide is on your mind 11 o'clock on the dot has come But don't you think You're much too bright To lay that trip on me tonight... Ah love You want to take the rope And pull it tight Well your arm is a hole And this dream's on loan You've got nothing left But your porcelain throne So let's do it Just one more time Suicide is on your mind 11 o'clock on the dot It's time So light the pipe And here we go To children's hell below With a smile... You're such a strange Peculiar sort Who lied and begged and stole For More So light the pipe And here we go To children's hell below With a smile...

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released September 12, 2006

Written by Sherry Fraser, Produced by John Congleton. Sherry Fraser (vocals, bass), Scott Seckington (piano, synth, K2000), Brian Sparhawk (bass, baritone guitar), Dan Rieser (drums, percussion)

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