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chriles - radioconnectedvcr lyrics

[spoken word: angelina jolie & brittany murphy]

b: you’re just jealous, lisa… because i got better… because i was released… because i have a chance… at a life

a: they didn’t release you ’cause you’re better, daisy, they just gave up. you call this a life, hmm?
taking daddy’s money, buying your dollies and your knick+knacks. and eating his f+cking chicken, fattening up like a prize f+cking heifer? you changed the scenery, but not the f+cking situation + and the warden makes house calls. and everybody knows. everybody knows. that he f+cks you. what they don’t know… is that you like it

b: have fun in florida

[part i: the end of the world]

[part ii: silver house]

[part iii: flammable (2017)]

do you ever feel like you’re not really real?
just a puppet doll dealt a lousy deal

do you ever think that you are just a prop
an animated thing made from paper stock?

do you ever think that they get all the praise
when it’s you they like, it’s you with all your funny ways?
i got news for you, no need for feeling blue
’cause there’s a glow in you…
you just got to release the heat and really mean
to spark the light, free color so bright:

but be careful ’cause you’re flammable
you are made from paper, clay, and wool
you will easily ignite, ite, ite
or you’ll melt down, which ain’t right, right, right

burn, burn, burn
oh, when will i ever learn, learn, learn?
starting fires is concern, cern, cern
’cause then things start to turn, turn, turn

that’s what happens when you’re flammable
listen to the fire marshall
keep your dreams in check, check, check
or you’ll leave the place a wreck, wreck, wreck

[part iv: notebook]

[part v: queen of the gas station feat. lana del rey]

gimme coffee, king+sized cup
come on, kittycat, fill her up
what’s your name, little b+ttercup?
that’s for me to know and you to make up
love casinos, indian reservations
but, baby, if you love me
take me to the gas station
gas station

look at you smokin’ in them neon lights
under the thunder, yo, you look so nice
made me wonder how you spend them nights
me, i spend them looking for men i like
like you, like you, like you

love casinos, indian reservations
but, baby, if you love me
take me to the gas station
take me to the gas station

gimme coffee, utah love
i’m the kind of girl you dream of
and i’m trying to tell you what i dream of
and that’s gas stations
with slurpee machines and organs playing
preferably with smokin’ inside
if you can swing it (swing it, swing it, swing it)
and i’d be real pleased if we could find one just like it
again, again
again, again
again, again
again, again, again, again, again
love casinos, indian reservations
but, baby, if you love me
take me to the gas station
gas station

gas station
gas station
gas station
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[part vi: roomaracaibo]

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