| Lyrics from "Demonic Lovely" |
Jared's Songs:
Millionairess
Buy me a Cadillac, buy me a yacht
Buy me everything that I haven’t got
Buy an Angora, buy a Maine Coon
Buy a Chihuahua that can shit in a spoon
Buy a Ferrari and some eye-talian shoes
Buy me spot on the 10 O’clock news
Then I’ll tell the world how you treat me so fine
You sweet Millionairess of mine
Buy us some tickets on a jet plane
We’ll fly to Siam and have Pad Thai in the rain
We’ll go nuts in Macadamia go mad in Madrid
We could fly to Egypt and buy a pyramid
We’ll go to Greenland and lie in the sun
Then we’ll stop in Turkey (where Bob Wills is from)
We could go to Argentina on the Rock Island Line
You sweet Millionairess of mine
Buy me the Muslims, buy me the Jews
Buy me the Christians and all the Hindus
I’ll hav’em build a temple where they can all pray
To an 80 foot statue of you twice a day
Oh sugar mama, oh honey pie
You know that I’ll love you till the day that I die
Just keep that money comin’ and life will be fine
You sweet Millionairess of mine
Buy me a Cadillac, buy me a yacht
Buy me everything that I haven’t got
Buy an Angora, buy a Maine Coon
Buy a Chihuahua that can shit in a spoon
Buy a Ferrari and some eye-talian shoes
Buy me spot on the 10 O’clock news
Then I’ll tell the world how you treat me so fine
You sweet Millionairess of mine
Buy us some tickets on a jet plane
We’ll fly to Siam and have Pad Thai in the rain
We’ll go nuts in Macadamia go mad in Madrid
We could fly to Egypt and buy a pyramid
We’ll go to Greenland and lie in the sun
Then we’ll stop in Turkey (where Bob Wills is from)
We could go to Argentina on the Rock Island Line
You sweet Millionairess of mine
Buy me the Muslims, buy me the Jews
Buy me the Christians and all the Hindus
I’ll hav’em build a temple where they can all pray
To an 80 foot statue of you twice a day
Oh sugar mama, oh honey pie
You know that I’ll love you till the day that I die
Just keep that money comin’ and life will be fine
You sweet Millionairess of mine
Sin Eater
Hands are cold and skin is blue
Looks like its the end for you
In rigor mortis there you lie
Facing up towards blackened skies
If you think you're dead, you're right
And yet your soul will not take flight
There is little you can do
Just hope Sin Eater comes for you
There are sins you've not confessed
So he'll place bread upon your chest
Sins will soak up through your skin
And then your soul is forgiven
Sin Eater will eat the bread
Your sins will be on him instead
He'll chew them up and spit them out
As little black wings fly from his mouth
And flutter down to hell
And you float down as well
And then you learn your soul will burn
Forever and a day
The price you gotta pay
Its time to face the truth
Those little black wings were you
Hands are cold and skin is blue
Looks like its the end for you
In rigor mortis there you lie
Facing up towards blackened skies
If you think you're dead, you're right
And yet your soul will not take flight
There is little you can do
Just hope Sin Eater comes for you
There are sins you've not confessed
So he'll place bread upon your chest
Sins will soak up through your skin
And then your soul is forgiven
Sin Eater will eat the bread
Your sins will be on him instead
He'll chew them up and spit them out
As little black wings fly from his mouth
And flutter down to hell
And you float down as well
And then you learn your soul will burn
Forever and a day
The price you gotta pay
Its time to face the truth
Those little black wings were you
Muni's Songs:
Demonic Lovely
Two and a half miles from heaven, a quarter mile from hell
Walking back in limbo, feeling slightly unwell
Your kisses burn like acid, embraces of putrid flesh
I simply cannot extricate myself from this deadly mesh
Her eyes are cursed emeralds, beware all those who gaze
They promise joy and laughter, but you like a ham they'll glaze
(chorus)
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely go?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! In what demonic misery grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! To what demonic misery go?
deceptive cryptic antelope, dancing cros't the plains
your leaping mesmerizes me while your horn pierces my veins
If ever you should cross her path, remember to look both ways
Avoid making contact, and get the hell outta the maze
Two and a half miles from heaven, a quarter mile from hell
Walking back from your place, Good Lord I wish you well
Good Lord I wish you well
Good Lord
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely go?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! In what demonic misery grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh!
Two and a half miles from heaven, a quarter mile from hell
Walking back in limbo, feeling slightly unwell
Your kisses burn like acid, embraces of putrid flesh
I simply cannot extricate myself from this deadly mesh
Her eyes are cursed emeralds, beware all those who gaze
They promise joy and laughter, but you like a ham they'll glaze
(chorus)
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely go?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! In what demonic misery grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! To what demonic misery go?
deceptive cryptic antelope, dancing cros't the plains
your leaping mesmerizes me while your horn pierces my veins
If ever you should cross her path, remember to look both ways
Avoid making contact, and get the hell outta the maze
Two and a half miles from heaven, a quarter mile from hell
Walking back from your place, Good Lord I wish you well
Good Lord I wish you well
Good Lord
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely go?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! In what demonic misery grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh! Where did that lovely grow?
Woa-oo-oo-oo-oh!