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Альбом Mudhoney


Mudhoney (1989)
1989
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Magnolia Caboose Babyshit
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I've got something waiting for you, that's right
I've got something waiting for you, that's right
Sending you up the wall uptight
I've got something waiting for you, tonight

I've got this gift
(from God)
I've got this gift
(from God)
I've got this gift
(from God)
Pointing my heart at you

This gift so peal, this gift so rare
Much too much, too much for you to bear
Coming down from above

I've got this gift
(from God)
I've got this gift
(from God)
I've got this gift
(from God)
Pointing my heart at you

I've got this gift
(from God)
I've got this gift
(from God)
I've got this gift
(from God)
Pointing my heart at you

. . .


All sprawled out
Laid to rest
Woke up early
Got it again

I feel so stupid today
Why ain't it any other way
It's too late to complain
Bad, bad timing
Ugly saying
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked

So mixed up
No room to move
I ain't got nothing
Got nothing to lose

I feel so stupid today
Why ain't it any other way
It's too late to complain
Bad, bad timing
Ugly saying
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked
Flat out fucked

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I'm crawling out of my skin
I'm needing you again
I'm crawling out of my skin
Trying to get into yours
Got to get into yours
Got to get into yours
Now

Get me out
Let me in
I'm feeling much too thin
Get me out
Let me in
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again

Let me plug the hole in your heart
Before I tear myself apart
Let me plug the hole in your heart
Let me get into yours
Let me get into yours
Got to get into yours
Oh

Get me out
Let me in
Can't get a grip on this thing
Get me out
Let me in
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again
I'm all over your action

Brrrr-ow

Get me out
Let me in
I'm feeling much too thin
Get me out
Let me in
Can't get a grip on this thing
I'm losing myself again
I'm losing myself again

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They say you got it
I'll say you got it
You got it
You got it good
You got it
You can keep it
That's right
I don't want it

You give it away like free samples
But I don't want what anyone can have
You got it
Yeah, you got it
So what?

Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face

Just cause you got it
You think everyone wants you
You got it
You think that's enough
You got it
That's right you got it
You're fucked
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face
Keep it outta my face

Ow
Oh
Oh

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Magnolia Caboose Babyshit

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Ah

I feel you getting nearer
I feel your fear
I feel you getting nearer
Still I want you here

Ah, ah
Now's the time to come to mind
Ah, ah
Now's the time to come to mind

Are you ready to go
Where no one comes near?
Are you ready for
Everything unclear?

Ah, ah
Now's the time to come to mind
Ah, ah
Now's the time to come to mind

OK

. . .


Heh

Here comes sickness
Walking down my street
Shaking her hips
Like she's some kinda treat
All the neighborhood dogs
Licking at her feet
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Walking down my street
Yeah

Here comes sickness
Moving up my block
When she comes to my house
I hope she don't knock
All the neighborhood dogs
Sniffing at her crotch
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Here comes sickness
Moving up my block
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

There goes sickness
In my daddy's car
Good riddance to the both of you
I hope you go far
All the neighborhood dogs
Should be drunk in the bar
There goes sickness
There goes sickness
There goes sickness
In my daddy's car

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My love is staggering
Your love is blind
And you come running like a dog
You come running
You come running
You come running like a dog
Like a dog

No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play

My head is spinning
Your head is mine
If I wasn't loaded I'd be gone
If I wasn't loaded
If I wasn't loaded
If I wasn't loaded
I'd be gone
I'd be gone

No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play
No one remembers how to play

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All washed out from lack of sleep
and promises I can't keep
So god damned tired I can barely talk
All my get it together is all but lost

The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go

Burning bridges I'll never cross
Never understanding that kind of cost
Touched on this and I stepped on that
God almighty, doing that kind of crap

The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go

In a fog so thick it hurts to breathe
Find out coming I can barely see
Following steps I recognize
Going in direction I despise

The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go

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She cut her face in the mirror last night
Trying to get through to another side

She says she doesn't understand men's pride
She says she can not stand her life

She's looking for any way out
I can't stand what she's thinking about

I want to tell her everything will be all right
But I love her too much, too much to lie

She's looking for any way out
I can't stand what she's thinking about
She's looking for any way out
I can't stand what she's thinking about

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Laying out on some early acts
Losing your way
Getting way off track
Ain't no stopping
Time from coming

When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits

What's easy for you
Comes so hard
What you got
Never got me far
There's no stopping
The end from coming

When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits
When tomorrow hits

All right
Lookout
When tomorrow hits
It'll hit you hard
When tomorrow hits
It'll hit you hard
When tomorrow hits
It'll hit you hard
When tomorrow hits

That's the lowdown

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Ooh
Yeah

Lost my mind
Digging a hole
Bury a heart
Bury my soul

Six feet under
In love
In love

Inch by inch
Limb from limb
You tore me apart
Pushed me in

Six feet under
In love
In love
In love


Love, love, love, love, love, love, love

In love

I got sucked down
And I got sucked in
I got sucked right
I got sucked you
By you
By you, yeah
Ow
Ahh
Sucked

Lost my mind
Digging a hole
Bury a heart
Bury my soul
Six feet under
In love
Ow

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