SELF PARODY

...i'm not tom waits...

The Random Rooster EP

(All songs are written by Winston Campbell, Jr. except where specified)

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she hates me

(instrumental)

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you don't know how much it hurts


i should know you don't get what you can't have
and yet you laugh
well it's not funny
not anymore

you are blind
that's what i think
but what do i know
i'll just sit here
and like the fool i'll just sit here

you don't see
you never have and you never will
behind these eyes
they hurt for you

but it's okay
it's okay

			

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for my one and only

(instrumental)

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none whatsoever will eat you alive

(instrumental)

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mutilated cowhead


well you walked in the room
hands down in your pocket
saying "i'm leaving this mess today"
and while i began to cry
began to feel you leaving
this mess of mutilated cow head
the rooster's coming home to roost now
and the world isn't as beautiful as you and i
can't you feel it

as you caressed my broken and hardened face
on the red meat cutter
silvery grey
it's slice with delicate fury
the meat we share today
the meat that keeps the passion alive
great mutilated cow head
divorce our feelings and throw me away
and all i ever wanted was for this head to stay
stay with us forever

and i saw you walk out the front door
head high up to the clouds
up to the sky
smiling as the rain fell
fall on your perfect face
washing away the blood and the stains
of mutilated cow head
and the rooster has finally found his place here
and the world isn't as precious as you and i
can't you feel it
			

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doctor ford, my friend

(instrumental)

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a broken man


seminole indians came to the earth
a million miles ago
but they never had nothing to chaffe for it
they never had anything to show

left him on the altar
she did not faltor
looked in her eyes
he saw all the lies

he was a broken man
with a broken hand
a broken man
with a broken hand

kicked him in the eye
he started to cry
he felt her broken
he was not mispoken

he was a broken man
with a broken hand...

left him on the altar
she did not falter
he just fell
went down to hell

he was a broken man
with a broken hand...

say what you will about the will of man
when he lives up to the promise
you know
this is the way it goes, you know
this is how it happens

left him on the altar
she did not faltar
she started to cry
he wanted to die

he was a broken man
with a broken hand...
			

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suicide is the only viable option at this point in my life


i am so alone
alone in a world that doesn't accept for who i am
i am so alone
alone in the world that doesn't accept me for what i am
and here i am
sitting alone in the rain
this is my last breath
this is my last time
before i get out the razor blade
and start slitting the wrist
watch the blood boil down my wrist
yeah, i'm serious
this is it
this is the end
the end of my life

vagina

			
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