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Wednesday April 20, 05

ReGINa SPekTOr

10:35 PM

What an unbelievable artist. Thanks to my neighbor, MR. C. Heights, I am a new fan.

This song is sad:

Carbon Monoxide

Carbon monoxide
Soon I’ll go to sleep
If I don’t got my socks on right
They slide right off off my feet
As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk
Walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk

Carbon monoxide
As I take you home
The first time I get my socks on right
But I don’t have a gas mask on
As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a,
walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a
Walk you home
Yeah
I’m so cool, I’m so cool, I’m so cool
Walk-a, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk,
Walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a
Walk you home
Yeah
I’m so cool, I’m so cool, I’m so cool

Come on daddy x8

Carbon monoxide
Soon we’ll go to sleep
No one will notice we’re gone
Cause we don’t have a job to keep
They’ll just say that we’re being lazy
Sex crazy, sex cra-zazy
They’ll just say we’re living our whole life in bed
And we’ll be in bed but we’ll be oh so very much
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, D-dead
Yeah
But we’re so cool, we’re so cool, we’re so cool
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, D-dead
Dead
But we’re still cool, we’re still cool, we’re still cool

Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on, come on, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Carbon monoxide x2

Another beautiful and sad song:

      Chemo Limo

I had a dream
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and babysat all four of my kids
Then in my dream I told the doctor off he said "if you don't want to do it
then you don't have to do it"
he said "the truth is you'll be ok anyway"
Then in my dream
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor went and had a talk with my boss
something about insurance policies
they kept the door closed at all times
I couldn't hear or see
When they came out they said "you'll be ok anyway"
and I smiled cause I'd known it all the while

No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
I ain't about to pay for this shit
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo and on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine
No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
I ain't about to die like this
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo
and besides this shit is making me tired it's making me tired it's making me tired
you know I planned to retire someday
but mama's gonna go out in style
go out in style
this shit is making me tired
it's making me tired, it's making me tired
mama gonna go out in style
When I woke up the kids were being quiet
I knew it was a dream right away I called the limousine company
then I got dressed
I dressed the kids as well
the limousine pulled in and we piled in
The doctor he asked which way we were headed
I said "sir let's just go west" and he listened obediently
Sophie only wanted to listen to radio BBC
Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies
Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window
and Barbara, she looks just like my mom
oh my Barbara she looks so much like my mom

No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
I ain't about to pay for this shit
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo
and any given day I'd rather ride a limousine
No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
I ain't about to die like this
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo
and besides this shit is making me tired
it's making me tired it's making me tired
you know I plan to retire someday
but mama gonna go out in style
go out in style
this shit is making me tired
it's making me tired, it's making me tired
mama gonna go out in style
go out in style
Style
Style
Style?
Style
Style?
Style
Style?
Style
I had a dream
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over
and babysat all four of my kids
I had a dream
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over
and babysat all four of my kids
Sophie only wanted to listen to radio BBC
Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies
Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window
and Barbara, she looks just like my mom
Oh my God, Barbara she looks so much like my mom
Oh my Barbara she looks so much just like my mom...
         

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