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I Wanna Be Your Zombie
02:47
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I Wanna Be Your Zombie
I'm back from the dead
And I remember everything you said
I got this taste in my mouth
It's the blood of a bitch I can't live without
I wanna be your zombie
Your very special undead friend
Grabbing through your window
You'll have to shut me out again
I'm fresh from the grave
Cuz I never had a soul to save
I got this taste in my mouth
It's the blood of a bitch I can't live without
I wanna be your zombie
Your very special undead friend
Grabbing through your window
You'll have to shut me out again
There won't be a happy ending
There won't be happy ending
Ha ha ha ha aha
I wanna be your zombie
Your very special undead friend
Grabbing through your window
You'll have to shut me out again
There won't be a happy ending
There won't be happy ending
Ha ha ha ha aha
I'm back from the dead
And I remember everything you said
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Ringmaster
03:27
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I spend a while to get this smile firm and fixed just like my hair
I paint this face just in case you have opera glasses up there
Enter slowly like the masters before me
Once so lowly now the masses adore me
I feel the heat at my feet from the fire blazing around me
The lions gnash and I should dash but I have to tame them for you
Tame them slowly like the masters before me
Once so lowly now the masses adore me
I wipe the sweat, my body’s wet, I bear this strain always alone
The lights are bright, but is it night? have you packed your peanuts gone home?
Exit slowly like the masters before me
Once so lowly now the masses adore me
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Trophy Fuck
02:52
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I held my hand up to my face
When I saw your girl
Cuz then I yeah then I knew
Those bee-stung lips and perky tits
That point to the sky
Your trophy fuck, I’m out of luck
I always thought I had it in me
Sparks so bright they lit the sky
My head in books so nerdy sexy
Couldn’t see your wandering eye
How do you spend your days?
I know how you spend your nights
Does she pose while you grow your head?
She wraps around your arm
Like garish white Chistmas lights
Your trophy fuck I’m out of luck
I always thought I had it in me
Sparks so bright they lit the sky
My head in books so nerdy sexy
Couldn’t see your wandering eye
But history repeats as much
As a techno beat
It drones and moans and never stops
That fetching smile will bare its teeth
In a little while
Your trophy fuck is out of luck
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I could spend a lifetime
Wondering what I did to turn you off
But that would be as much of a waste
As our potential
And I don’t have the will nor strength
To play it cool or to play it calm
Cuz you’re jerking me around
And I’m too new at this game
Ooohhh
We ascended great heights that night
On a rooftop in the North End
I looked over the ledge
and knew that I had fallen down
Oooh
Just make up your fucking mind
Cuz it’s six am and I’m tired
You’ve given up on being kind
Your decision will hurt me either way
Just make up your fucking mind
My heart’s a deadline you can’t ignore
You’ve given up on being kind
Just tell me you don’t like me anymore
You had some kind of strange effect on my brain
On my chemistry
And I’ve gone clean in a forced withdrawal
But you’re shoving the drugs in my face
Oooh
Just make up your fucking mind
Cuz it’s six am and I’m tired
You’ve given up on being kind
Your decision will hurt me either way
Just make up your fucking mind
My heart’s a deadline you can’t ignore
You’ve given up on being kind
Just tell me you don’t like me anymore
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on every grassy block of our street
there's a lemonade stand
and the lines are growing fast in the heat
but we're all holding hands
the trees are dancing
the sun is shining
the jumbo jets are flying
and there's a candy cavalcade
hey-hey i think i'm dreaming
i'll speak in love it's my mother tongue today
and if i see in love throw my cynical specs away
i love in case i die tonight
in case i die tonight
in case i die tonight
i'll see in love
our skin glows like we're fireflies
shone through a color wheel
since every fruit we need is free
why would we think to steal?
no one is nervous complainin bout service
we got each other we're sisters and brothers
mouthing lullabies
oh hi - i think i'm dreaming
i'll speak in love it's my mother tongue today
and if i see in love throw my cynical specs away
i'll speak in love it's my mother tongue today
see in love throw your cynical specs away
i love in case i die tonight
in case i die tonight
in case i die tonight
i'll see in love
i'll see in love
i'll be in love
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Ann Driscoll Cincinnati, Ohio
Stunt Casting is Ann Driscoll (b. 1987), a multi-instrumentalist and composer who writes, records, and performs songs that fuse the idioms of 60’s pop, horror cinema, and op-ed columns into a disturbing, funny, and singular perspective.
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