Jul 14

Touch you touch you by hot hot heat.

Lyrics:

Cars look oh so so sad.
Roads look oh so so drab.
Windows copied and pasted.
Buildings look pixelated.
Alphabetical names.
Dropping, wet dripping.
No rain will blur invisible ink.
I think you think I wrote it down.
Why are you wired in to the wall?
Why are you wired in it at all?
Know you won’t believe it -not until you see it.
No. Know you won’t believe it -not until I write it down.

I touch you, touch you.

Duration : 0:2:52

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Jul 10

Aveda by hot hot heat from there album make up the breakdown

Lyrics:

I got my head shaved for her
because she told me it would do all the right things for my identity.
I never knew that it would;
I never knew that it could;
I think perhaps because it makes no difference.
Hold me down Aveda!
Hold me down… it feels so right.
All I know is what I’ve been told.
I got all done up for her
because she told me it would do something to correct my identity.
I never knew that I should;
I never knew that I would;
I think perhaps because it makes no difference.
I can’t articulate it; consistently frustrated;
her discontent over my identity.
I never knew that itwould;
I never knew that it could;
I never knew because it makes no difference.

Duration : 0:3:1

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Jul 7

Le Le Low By hot hot heat

Lyrics:

Mediocrity’s got me so opportunities have been slow.
Sentiment has got me feeling low.
My left back speaker’s blown.
Left the radio on.
Who left the door unlocked?
Now my hit’s stolen.
Where’s all your passion gone?
Where’s all your fashion gone?
Where’s all your magic gone?
Now you feel famous?
Encyclopedias sold through the media.
Fashion is feeding us identification.
Consequential because she doesn’t but he does.
Metric systemic buzz is making me anxious.
Applaud the effort you display,
as long as it don’t sound the same.
It’s second rate you know.
Average if not below.
It’s second rate you know ohohoh
My left back speaker’s blown.
Left the radio on.
Who left the door unlocked?
Now my hit’s stolen.
Where’s all your passion gone?
Where’s all your fashion gone?
Where’s all your magic gone?
Now you feel famous?
le le le le le low
le le le le le low
le le le le le low
Sentiment has got me feeling le-le-le-le-le-low!
le le le le le le low
le le le le le low
Sentiment has got me feeling le-le-le-le-le-low!
le le le le le low
le le le le le low
sentiment has got me feeling
sentiment has got me feeling
sentiment has got me feeling
sentiment has got me feeling low
I just shouldn’t even say… but it all sounds the same. oh no
Mediocrity cold killed your act.
I just shouldn’t even say… but it all sounds the same. oh no
Mediocrity cold killed your act.
I just shouldn’t even say… but it all sounds the same. oh no
Mediocrity cold killed your act.
Encyclopedias sold through the media.
Fashion is feeding us identification.
Consequential because she doesn’t but he does.
Metric systemic buzz now i feel anxious
My left back speaker’s blown.
Left the radio on.
Who left the door unlocked?
Now my hit’s stolen.
My left back speaker’s blown.
Left the radio on.
Who left the door unlocked?
Now my hit’s stolen.

Duration : 0:3:24

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Mar 25

Lyrics: Regular exposure to insecticide has caused me to break out in hives. I'm losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday… cuz on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar… white collar…? …I don't know -so I gotta hollar "Oh! Oh it! I think I've lost it! Oh God! it, I think I've lost you! Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents because my wine is spiked with pomegranite. If you've got just one, then slam it. Shot down -it's just such a shame …

Duration : 0:2:30

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