1. TOUBABO KOOMI

We wanna see some blood we need a new whore we don't give a
Fuck we just want some more we want blood i'm gonna fuck the
Hole in kennedy's head revolt deface resist push the button
Legalize freedom let's shoot the president, rape the queen and
Feel the flowers breath again inside this dead machine i'm
Wading into nowhere thrill kill avenue, cuttin her slowly
Liberty, she crawled to me the lines that define begin to gray
And fade now shove it inside her specto-trippin on i slept the
Last mile on our way to endsville spread your legs, don't look
At me cut me rape me make me free breeders screaming dreaming
Loveless for the bloodless white sound, oceans of dreams i
Won't be another number on the screen shhh: i wanna hear you
Scream i won't be another number white sound, dead black scre-
Am vomiting this cold mass of hate i'm gonna push my love thru
Her skull i have heard abortion stories from the leather nun
Holding hands with dead girls hiding from the sun the lines
That define begin to gray and fade now we shoot out the lights
And swallow razor blades i feel nothing for the meat that came
Before liberty, she crawled to me playing the whore


2. THE BONES OF BABY DOLLS

Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio

Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio

Mary lou left marks on you
She just screams at the walls
The kite string pops
I'm swallowed whole by the sky
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Techno-liquid screaming meat
Heaven's cold beneath my feet
Cyber love the anti-man we make love... Because we can

Virgins play where the bayou's blue
Barefoot (and bloody) eatin' mushroom stew
Work for pay and pay for freedom
Fuck 'em all, we don't need 'em
We smoke the bones of baby dolls

Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement


3. TRANQUILIZED

Sedated and lazy, cold skies full of blue
The sun burns forever, it reminds me of you
On your dead shore the sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
I will make it through even without you
My sky will be blue, i live tranquilized

Slow motion, liquid universe i'm feeling nowhere
It don't matter where we're goin' 'cause i already been there
On your dead shore the sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
They're dying of rabies, eating their babies
In fields of dead daisies, i live tranquilized

I live... I live... I live... I live...
I live... I live... I live... I live...
Tranquilized

I'm numb and unfeeling
So i just burn and stare at the ceiling
I'm here but so far away
I see your mouth movin' but can't hear what you say
And i don't think i give a fuck anyway


4. THE BONES OF BABY DOLLS

Lower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio

Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio

Mary lou left marks on you
She just screams at the walls
The kite string pops
I'm swallowed whole by the sky
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Techno-liquid screaming meat
Heaven's cold beneath my feet
Cyber love the anti-man we make love... Because we can

Virgins play where the bayou's blue
Barefoot (and bloody) eatin' mushroom stew
Work for pay and pay for freedom
Fuck 'em all, we don't need 'em
We smoke the bones of baby dolls

Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement


5. SCREAM OF THE BUTTERFLY

A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scapel shines in god's sunshine
The streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..i'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

There's blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There's love in the room
But baby that's getting old
There's blood on my face sittin' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and i'm getting bored

There's blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There's blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There's blood on the moon
There's blood on just about everything

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..i'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn's of a needle freak

With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myslef of you

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly

I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the fbi
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road

I like the scream of the butterfly


6. THE BONES OF BABY DOLLS

Lower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio

Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio

Mary lou left marks on you
She just screams at the walls
The kite string pops
I'm swallowed whole by the sky
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Techno-liquid screaming meat
Heaven's cold beneath my feet
Cyber love the anti-man we make love... Because we can

Virgins play where the bayou's blue
Barefoot (and bloody) eatin' mushroom stew
Work for pay and pay for freedom
Fuck 'em all, we don't need 'em
We smoke the bones of baby dolls

Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement