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7 Year Bitch




Альбом 7 Year Bitch


¡Viva Zapata! (1994)
1994
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I want it
Give it to me
I love it
Don't give it to her
You've gotta give it to me

I want it
I saw it first
I want it worse

I love it
Give it to me

I love it
I love it
Give it to me

So maybe I didn't see it first but I'm the one who wants it worse
I don't even know what I'm wantin' yet but I know I'm wantin' somethin'
I don't even know what I'm missin' yet but I know I'm missin' somethin'
And if this is my name does it have to be my life
'Cuz I'm not gonna sit around while your with your wife

I want it
Give it to me
I love it
Don't give it to her
You've gotta give it to me

Me, me, me
Me, me, me

Yeah I wouldn't know when to share and I'm suprised that I shoud dare
Well I'm the bitch and you got the itch I'm sorry said go fish
Yeah I'm the bitch and you got the itch I'm sorry said go fish

She didn't have it
He didn't have it

I will have my cake and I will eat it too just like you
You better watch out what you're wishing for
I will have my cake and I will eat it too just like you

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He said I did something really stupid today
He said I did something really stupid today
Well can I bounce, bounce a rock off your head?
Can I pronounce, pronounce you dead?
Can I bounce, bounce that rock off your head?

So you're kickin' back into a once kicked habit
Outta boredom
'Cuz you were sharing
Kickin' back in and kickin' back
Just sharin'

When you start lying to youself
Then don't come running back to me
I still remember the pathetic mess you used to be

Watched you bang, bang, bang your head against the
Bang, bang, bang your head against the wall
Watched you bang, bang

We're all so smart and we're all so dense
We need a little more mind over matter
To get to what matters
'Cuz we know what's the matter

'Cuz your hip like junk
Flash so bad
Oh wouldn't it be nice
To get what you had
Make it last, better and longer
Make it last, last a little longer

You'll be hip like junk
Flash so bad
Oh I'm alone
With you so lonely
'Cuz you're hip and you're bad
Yeah I can see you itchin', the corner's your mouth were twichin'
You're so hip and you're bad
And I think you've been had
Oh wouldn't it be nice
Yeah wouldn't it be nice

To watch you bang, bang, bangin' your head against the
Bang, bang, bangin' your head against the wall
Watch you bang, bang
Watch you bang, bang

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Matter of fact
No fact
No matter
Who do you suspect
Who is not afraid to die
Who would tell such a lie
Who runs away
Who do we fear?

Somebody just like you gonna rape and strangle you?
Would you mutilate yourself?
And who would be so shocked by the brutal murder of a killer?

Will there be hundreds mourning for you?
Will they talk of the talent and inspiration you gave?
No
Who besides your mother will stand in sorrow at your grave?

Mother may I?
Momma Mia

I'll see ya
I'll see ya
I'll see ya

I can't see
I can't see
I can't see
I can't see

It's dark here
No direction
Just aggrivation
Aggrivation over losing you
To who
No justice
No clue

And the core of this agitation is my aggrivation
Yeah the core of this aggitation is my aggrivation
I come down and upon despration
I crawl inside and look out

Look out
Look out

I can't see
I can't see
I can't see.

Some things don't come full circle
Circle
Circle

Pace
Pace
Pace
We walk in place

No fact
No matter
Society did this to you?
Does society have justice for you?
Well if not
I do

Because the core of this aggitation is my aggrivation
Yeah the core of this aggitation is my aggrivation
I come down and upon desperation
I crawl inside and look out

I can't see
I can't see
I can't see
I can't see
I can't see

Socitey did this to you?
Does society have justice for you?
If not
I Do

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Horrible memories are back again
My horrible memories
They haven't a friend
Sayin' it before
Now do it again
Memories of tragedies
Memories you scare me
I'm gonna inebriate them
I'm gonna inebriate them
I will get it
And I will use it
To my advantage
Right up to the brink
Of damage

I will suck from it
Every juice
Every drop
Put to use

You don't know shit
So leave me be
I wanna wallow
In self pity

It's happy hour on a sad train
I need these drinks to dull the pain
So don't you question how do I cope
Oh can't you see there is no hope
No reason though it rhymes
21 hours just me and mine

I will get it and I will use it to my advantage
Right up to the brink of damage

You don't know shit
So leave me be
I wanna wallow
In self pity

It's happy hour on a sad train
I need these drinks to dull the pain
So don't you question how do I cope
Oh can't you see there is no hope
No reason though it rhymes
21 hours just me and mine

My horrible memories are back again

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There's so many good reasons for you to keep your mouth shut
Like actions speak louder than words
And if you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all
But I can see you've got a lot on your mind
So let it drop to your throat and try not to choke
Disregard the pity if you wanna get to the nitty gritty
Can't survive in the city and still remain witty
No tough little alley cat is gonna come run to no kitty kitty
No tough little alley cat is gonna come run to no kitty kitty
So disregard the pity
Get to the nitty gritty
Remain witty
Remain witty

A little lick
Cut to the quick

Searching for a lead you're tryin' to find me I forget
Want so bad to get away from everything that I knew

Right outta the pink you came you came and you tickled me blue
Right outta the pink you came you came and you tickled me blue

A little lick
Cut to the quick

Here...
Here....

How you doin'?
And how you been?
And how you feelin' about the attention you been gettin' that you don't deserve?
Well here...

Kitty, kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty,kitty

So disregard the pity
Get to the nitty gritty
Remain witty
Remain witty

A little lick
Cut to the quick
A little lick
And you could beat it with a stick

Cat got your tounge?
You better watch your tounge

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Well I drink and I cry
Clench your fists, grit my teeth
Lotta smoke, wipe my eye
Why'd ya have to go and die?
And everything seems like nothing
Up against what your { ?}
'Cuz pain was pain
But pain was never {?} that (?)

Well here I am and here I go...

You sleep, so sound, no sign of struggle around
But this is not sleepin' I didn't hear your fists pound
No, I didn't hear your fists pound

Don't you roll my baby away
'Cuz there's a couple more things I wanted to say
Don't you roll my baby away
There's a couple more things I wanted to say

Don't you roll my baby, my baby away

Wake up!
Wake up!

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It's too late
To fall in love with Sharon Tate
But it's too soon
To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb
So I think it's time that you all start
To think about gettin' by
But what about that need to go out and find somebody to love

It's too late
There's no one left that I even wanna imitate
You see, you just don't know
I'm here to give you my heart
And you want some fashion show

But it ain't no contribution
To go and rely on an institution
To validate your chosen art
And sanction your boredom
And let you play out your part

It's too late
You know when they got nothin' to give
They only part their legs for what's negative
And they're so decadent . . .
Until their daddy's money from home's all spent

So I think it's time, 'cuz it's too easy
To rely on worshipping strangers and devils in bed,
Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good head

It's too late
You shoulda realized I was worth the wait
Ah, but you didn't hesitate
When she took you off, you let her seal our fate

So I think it's time
that you all start
To think about gettin' by
Without that need to go out and find
Somebody to love

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I know damn good and well
And I told all three of 'em to go straight to hell
I said damn, you¹re ornery
Good, I'm glad you¹re gone
Well we been trying for way too long
So long
So long

It was an affair
A moment
A singular event

We're all adults here
We got the go ahead
And so we went ahead

Don't let your emotions get in the way of a really good time
Don't let your emotions get in the way of a really good time

They said you should know better
I said I do
I know the best
And perhaps my best
Is what you detest

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Well you could kiss my ass goodbye or you could sit and watch me cry
It don't make no difference to me
'Cuz I call you slime I call you scum if this is your idea of fun
Are you fakin' misery fakin' pain and then you walk away from blame
So get under my skin or on my nerves then you'll get what you deserve
'Cuz I'm sick of the flappin' lips and the waggin' tongues
And the ears that {?}

Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Something I don't already know

'Cuz I'm sick of the flappin' lips and the waggin' tongues
And the ears that {?}

Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Something I don't already know

Yeah you could kiss my ass goodbye or you ccould sit and watch me cry
It don't make no difference to me
'Cuz I can take a joke and I can get a hint and now it's gone before it went
Are you fakin' misery fakin' pain it's a little publicity game

Tell me

'Cuz your little joke was a tragedy
And you can teeter on the punch line next to me
Teeter, oh teeter

Well you could kiss my ass goodbye or you could sit and watch me cry
It don't make no difference to me
'Cuz I can take a joke and I can get a hint and now it's gone before it went
Yeah, you're fakin' misery fakin' pain and then you walk away from blame
So get under my skin or on my nerves
Soon you'll get what you deserve

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I toss and turn, your presence disturbs me
Seethe and burn, you ignite me
You move away but not too far
You move away but not too far
I need to know just where you are
'Cuz I keep track of my friends
And I keep track of my enemies
Who is who, who is who, it changes daily

And you loved her truly yet you loved her cruelly
You loved her truly but you loved her cruelly
You love her

I see you icy blue
Cold and indifferent
No emotion, no commitment
I see she and she sees a red red sea
Bleeding for life, now she's bleeding to death
Feeling the power and the pain
So much loss she tries harder to gain

And you loved her truly yet you loved her cruelly
You loved her truly but you loved her cruelly
You love her

Are you gonna let him, let him love you to death?
Are you gonna let him, let him love you to death?
Are you gonna let him?

'Cuz if he can't break your heart well maybe he'll bust a couple of ribs

I toss and turn, your presence disturbs me
Seethe and burn, you ignite me
You move away but not too far
You move away but not too far
I need to know just where you are
'Cuz I keep track of my friends
And I keep track of my enemies
Who is who, who is who, it changes daily

I see you icy blue
Cold and indifferent
No emotion, no commitment

Are you gonna let him?
Let him love you to death?
Are you gonna let him?
Let him love you to death?
Are you gonna let him, let him love you to death?
Are you gonna let him?

And he loved you truly yet he loved you cruelly
He loved you truly but he loved you cruelly

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Get out of hand
Get under foot
Get to the square root
Put a word to a feelin'
Let 'em know with whom they're dealin'
Dear Elizabeth throw your fit
Yes you can talk or you can walk, you can walk away
You can stay and make em pay for you, feeling this way
Thrown out grow up I shot (grown up my child punch em out??)
He goes down on me with my (critique??) you'd mind quite a bit
Dear Elizabeth throw a fit, makes me feel like I'm lit

Get out of hand
Get under foot
Get to the square root
Put a word to a feelin'
Let 'em know with whom they're dealin'

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