Lyrics:
My baby wants to take a ride
She said she forgives me for all the wrong I've done
But boy, before you hop inside
Would you close up the trunk?
I see a shadow come across
With arms raised up
Then heat, then fade to black

Driving hard
Feeling slow
Riding around in my baby's car
If it's so let me know
Driving around with my baby

Not hell yet but it's my fate
I hear my own voice screaming from the radio
Each breath comes a bit too late
I hear the engine roar
I feel the wheels lock up
Then a second of silence
A scream, then fade to black

Driving hard
Moving slow
Riding around in my baby's car
If it's so let me know
Driving around with my baby

Baby's Car

My family came from Transylvania
That’s not the reason why I’m up all night

Oh what a horrible night to have a curse
Embalmed with ice left for dead with wounds to nurse
Vampire/witch my parents son was immune
To any sorceress’ spell or siren’s tune
But girl when you left consumption did consume
The first one of my line unvivified

She asked me if some one could die from a broken heart
I said yes but I couldn’t speak of the awful part
20 lbs later and on 2hrs. of sleep
Veins are full of sand & my heart she can keep
And I wouldn’t care if Grymn comes to Reap
Another bitten tragic victim

Mercy miss brown your daughter sure is lovely
But you can tell by the mist that has gathered above me
That I don’t handle life well, but the undead love me
I’ll walk the world with her constant memory

Vampire Killer

Heater cranked all the way up but she’s still freezing
Peter banked he need not pay up now he’s believing
He told her guys lies/She gave her last cash
She got wise eyes/He dumped her ass fast
When Pete got tired she hot wired
He wasn’t quick enuff with C’s dough

Too late for Cedar
She won’t wait for you either
Too late for cedar, cedar

A leader she’s never fared with the pack their way beneath her
And Cedar she’s never cared how she act or how they treat her
98mph, way outside of Providence
She’ll find whoever it takes, they’ll buy that evidence
Don’t pull one on her, each one will be a goner
This miss spits razor blades

Whatever she wants, whenever she wants she’ll never say sorry
Sweetheart no doubt, but when she flips out she’ll never say sorry
Don’t you think this princess will go home and cry
Smarter than you think you look don’t waste her time she’ll waste your life

Peter’s luck had met fate the man’s been dreaming
Jeter struck out at the plate the fans were screamin’
Awoken with a start, turned off the tv
Broken without a heart, burned in his memory
The dry pavement where his ride had once been
You know cedar always laughs last

Too Late for Cedar

I don’t know what you mean when you talk about the scene
You see? To part of it not me
I won’t say your set sounds nice, just expensive gear and hype
Just because you scream it, don’t mean shit

L is for the leather and spikes that you don’t need to wear
E is for the east bay LA you don’t need to be from there
G is for the guts we put in everything we do and
I ‘m too legit to tell you what
T is

Whoa, we mean you no harm why fuck around with dynamite
When you can use a bomb?

Ego and fashion shows don’t help when your product blows
Who knows who’s toes your stepping on reaching new lows
Feedback and three chord riffs and fucking attitude like your
The baddest thing there is

Legit

If I wanted to clean a toilet I would have done so out of high school
If the check out line was my idea of a good time I’d be there grin, stare, and chin drool
College was a waste of my time, just like this song is a waste of a tune and a rhyme
So I’ll take your time and I’ll save mine for something better

I would if I could but I cant so I wont now,
I'd rather complain until my brains burn to smoke now
If we dance and we sing over every little thing
Then what do we do with our hope now

You know I did, you know I wanted so much more when I was a kid
But it’s ok turn out the light just roll over pull it up and say good night

They said I’d be set with their requirements met 4 years gathering ammunition
So they certified me a degree in crazy over qualified for my position
I got a BS in psychology and we all know what those 2 letters can mean
But wait my transcripts say it’s only a BA, I started with a bad attitude anyway

I feel like i’m repeating my self , now…

Tim Avizinis, Ph(uck)d.

Sweaty hands in my pockets scared of having a choice
Too shy and I need help, listen to that voice
But I shake my head so now they’re screaming inside
My conscience is all done with being my guide

No I couldn’t
Don’t you think you should?
I spent most of my life not doing things that I could
You always get stupid
That’s not true
Yes you do
When my conscience talks to me it complains

One on each shoulder yellin in my ears
Bored and ignored after 20 some years
Two devils no angel no more sound advice
Just my personal scruples and they’re going on strike

Now listen up jackass your not 17
Just do what we tell you, stop making a scene
We need some action so pull up your pants
You're relieved of your duties and we’re taking a chance

Conscience Complains

And if you go away, take a little piece of my heart with you
And though It’s sad to say, take a little piece of my heart with you
You can put it in a locket that you wear around your throat
As it oozes and it decays then I hope it stains your coat
And if you go away, and though it’s sad to say, you tore it out anyway
Take a little piece of my heart with you

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I’m ready for a new day one that blows the other days away
We’re doing everything my way and I don’t care what the hell you say
Cuz today’s not good enough for me and yesterday’s full of mediocrity
And my day off seems like an eternity away

Nothing would be a process just one big pile to make me smile
And every one would get justice big brother beat up by the youngest child
And the country would be run by Mr.T and they’d play the videos on the mtv
And no one would say wwaaaassssuuuuppp! !! to me

And taco bell wouldn’t make me sick and the music store guy wouldn’t be a prick
And the shy guy would get the chick finally

An 8th day at the end of the week sometimes I wonder
If there’s time after all my stuff we’ll do the war & death & hunger

I’m ready for a new day one that blows the other days away
We’re doing everything my way and I don’t care what the hell you say

My Weigh

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSzhi03LP6g

Lyrics:
It's in the way that you look
It's plain to see that you've been shook

It's gonna be a really long night
And I'm more of a maniac in the morning light

I heard a heart broke (broke to pieces now it's all done)
And there was gunsmoke (red handed with a smoking gun)
I'll get my neck broke (that's no good cuz I only have one)
What exactly is going on a dizzy dizzy broad dizzy

I walk in dressed to the negative nines
And if looks could kill you'd all be just fine
You chicks have rules like "no strikes and you die!"

Jackass is my appeal, we're both in trouble but I'm for real
Shoot back when shot at, never see me go out like that

Stare in your eyes peel back the disguise
You get more flies with honey but who the hell wants flies?
There's hell to pay so give my change to the guys

Gunsmoke

Lyrics: 
I can see your statues broken, I can smell your raging doom
And there's cloven footprints all around your appointed sitting room
And if you're into making bargains by the window
As demons go better the devil you know

Debris from all your vices stacked up neatly on the floor
And I'm nothing worse than manuscripts that you skimmed through before
They only lock up lunatics in season don't you know
As demons go better the devil you know

Better the devil you know when you are lonely
Show me a fiend you trust when you are lonesome and blue
Remember this when crying on your pillow
As demons go better the devil you know

Better the devil you know when you are lonely
Show me a fiend you trust when you are lonesome and blue
Remember this when crying on your pillow
As demons go better the devil you know

Why pile on the misery, why add up all the pain
Your parasol of agony is begging for the rain
When deciding on the new dove or the old crow
As demons go better the devil you know

Better the devil you know when you are lonely
Show me a fiend you trust when you are lonesome and blue
Remember this when crying on your pillow
As demons go better the devil you know

The F-Flats

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