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Love is a Fist Mr. Bungle Clenched emotions 'Round my ween Feel my heart beat Off and your head in I feel strongly about violence Love is a fist There's no effort To what's in Open faced Knuckle sandwich I feel Carousel Mr. Bungle A carnival for the human race Cotton candy, happy face A child talking with his mouth full Girlfriend gets stuffed animal A festive mood is all around Another world is what we've found Step right The Girls of Porn Mr. Bungle Okay, all you pus-sucking motherfuckers out there It's time to win a chance to butt-bang Your daughter's tight virgin cherry ass to caller #666 The urge is too much to take All I can think about Vanity Fair Mr. Bungle You're not human You're a miracle A preacher with an animal's face In your sexy Neon smokescreen Lie the supersalesmen of vanity Even your shadow worships you In your jungle solitude With the orgies Retrovertigo Mr. Bungle Before you advertise All the fame is implied With no fortune unseen Sell the rights To your blight Time-machine While I'm dulled by excess And a cynic at best My art imitates crime Paid for by Quote Unquote Mr. Bungle All behold the spectacle A fleshy limbless rectangle Sitting on a pedestal So nasal handicapable Sniff and remember silver ball Contortions that he can't recall The torso on a trampoline The happiness Egg Mr. Bungle Rotting from the inside Over-incubated by the heat of fear and love The self's coagulated Egg... My Ass Is On Fire Mr. Bungle You knew all along, goddammit But you wouldn't tell me Well, look at you now It's not funny, my ass is on fire Paraplegic, inhuman liar On your face Carve a smile Everything's great Suffocate It's beyond Slowly Growing Deaf Mr. Bungle As the congregation grows The lung of solitude deflates To my ears the greatest sin Feel a bit like Beethoven Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst Exiled to the inner voice, difference is... Platypus Mr. Bungle Mysterious evolving Problem solving A vaudeville? A nation including one superior creation A vertebra? Inverted...quite unheard of... The Air-Conditioned Nightmare Mr. Bungle Inside of me today There is no one Only asteroids and empty space A waste ...They\''re looking through the windows at me... My A*s Is On Fire Mr. Bungle You knew all along, goddammit But you wouldn't tell me Well, look at you now It's not funny, my ass is on fire Paraplegic, inhuman liar Carve a smile On your face Everything's great Suffocate Dead Goon Mr. Bungle Nobler than Oedipus Clairvoyant and toothless Foreplay with no friends Premature until the end I've got a secret Babbling senseless Kids can be so cruel No one will ever know Smash the feeling Suckle the Desert Search for Techno Allah Mr. Bungle All but the truth - forget And from this union cup We will drink wine tonight Qiyamat qiyamat a tawil\'' Qiyamat qiyamat insan al kamel Haqiqat itself is drunk So drinks the Hidden Imam Pride Merry Go Bye Bye Mr. Bungle They're shining searchlights in the sky 'Cause there's a new God in the sign It says their map is not their terrier work And then I broke my telescope But that's the nature of the game And you have Squeeze Me Macaroni Mr. Bungle I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen And knock her upper during supper Clutter up her butter gutter Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong While Everyone I Went to High School with Is Dead Mr. Bungle Whether I hated their guts Or hardly knew them at all I always felt far away Beside them there in the halls My yearbook keeps me informed My yearbook keeps me in line Its an obituary Gives me a Carry Stress in the Jaw Mr. Bungle Powder grinding mouthful Pull the day from the nocturn Sonmiloquist is the nightmare\''s song \"In the multiplied objects of the external world I had no thoughts but for the teeth...and of Bernice Sweet Charity Mr. Bungle Save me The heavens have opened The storm is over So let's start the parade... None Of Them Knew They Were Robots Mr. Bungle He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds With omega point in the sight The new Franklins fly their kites And the post modern empire is After School Special Mr. Bungle My mom is better than Your mom and your dad too She knows nutrition well That's why I'm trim & lean Because she cooks She cleans She lies...she says I'm handsome Once dad hit me so hard Mom Stubb (a Dub) Mr. Bungle Treading underfoot and stinking ass Hold the door aside and let her pass Glaucoma Reflections of a bloated lie A life stored in your cloudy eye Now it's time to say goodbye Stubb a Dub will never Chemical Marriage Mr. Bungle Wayaye a aye aye AY aye Ay aye aye a a Wayaye a aye aye AY aye Eh ay a aye Mehnimm mehnimm Manna mayou Mehnimm Mehnimm Manau Manna mayou Manaaauugh... OoooooOOOooooOOOoooooo... Pink Cigarette Mr. Bungle the leaves Hush me, touch me The burns, the holes in the sheets I'm hoping the smoke Hides the shame I've got on my face Cognac and broken glass All these years I've been your ashtray I found a Goodbye Sober Day Mr. Bungle May your sun be blown out like a candle May your sea burn like tar May your sky be rolled up like a scroll May your blue moon drip with blood What would they say If you went up in smoke? Golem Ii: The Bionic Vapour Boy Mr. Bungle Watch the human life show OK let's go O my double He can pop your bubble That means trouble Stronger than a lion Golem II: the bionic paper boy Self-perfecting World-inspecting Lie-detecting Goodby Sober Day Mr. Bungle May your sun be blown out like a candle May your sea burn like tar May your sky be rolled up like a scroll May your blue moon drip with blood What would they say If you went up in smoke? Phlegmatics Mr. Bungle The Bends Mr. Bungle Backstrokin' Mr. Bungle