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miscellaneous girl extemporaneous
I thought I lost her and it cost her the costume
miscellaneous girl you grace spontaneous walking
famously you tease me shamelessly
deflower Kim Bauer I'm sour
two hours informal floral oral quell morals cut
corals plural lured to murals with laurels and Lauras
auras karma's coming humming nothing orbit store
Rory Gilmore's a whore I'm poor but not that poor
but boring alluring and stirring urges emergence
resurgence more detergent it's urgent I hemorrhage
superseding my pre-teen needing a beverage leverage
the damage is average cabbage is savage and lavish
naked rocking eye patches
miscellaneous girl subcutaneous
I couldn't place it when it came time to face it
miscellaneous girl you grace spontaneous walking
famously you tease me shamelessly
another hottie body slutin'
strutin' cross the street glimpse the intersection
reckon seconds to speak let it go who knows she
could be a ho and a freak slow and blow a heap or
maybe an angel as loud as lightning and as bright
as thunder one after another I got a head for numbers
true doesn't matter who I see a couple who standing
under awning sexy yawing got a calling a howl for
hooters their rumors in ribbings I stare while sipping
whiskey dripping skirt risky flipping tipsy lisping
I think it's time for licking but now your heels
are slipping make-up stripping ewe fuck ugly duckling
when I get drunk I swear at
women and hollar at cannon fodder I spot her she's
hotter I'm blotto follow my motto I got her otters
ottered a gin and tonic is martyred Mr. Kotter caught
a cartilage Bartlby startled she parted I darted
to pardon me ardently I'm part of the problem with
people evil the devil but nicer incisors her eyes
are hollow callow she's malo it's perfect she's
poison boiling searching merging with members severed
december
murlot
I swear at women when the liquor is cashed say what
bitch we're liking that ass sweet 16 little girl
my past is my past whoever you are babe lets make
the moment last
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This song is about girls in
general, hence the title, miscellaneous girl. You
know, you'll be downtown and there's some super hot
yuppie chick, she would never talk to you in a fucking
million years and even if she did you wouldn't talk
to her, you know?
Ill ben's porno scratches make this song as dirty
as it needs to be. Murlot's "say what bitch"line
at the end is controversial to some because it's
kind of harsh but the nature of the song is stupid
and right before that he says, "I swear at women
when the liquor is cashed" and I think that justifies
it, not that it needed justification. That concept,
swearing at women when intoxicated, actually came
about on the way to our show in Iowa in November
2002. Murlot, Jo Fixx, St Pete and myself were in
the car and it came about that when Murlot is drunk
he inadvertently swears at women. Boom, now it's
in a song.
This beat is the same tempo
as "Bombs over Baghdad", but doesn't really sound
like it because that song (B.O.B.) has crazy snare
activity while my snares are relatively modest.
The change into the next song was a long process
but I think the results were good. It just took
a round about way of getting from point A (the end
of this song) to point B (the end of the next song)(see
diagram 1).
diagram 1:
ideal transition: A -------->
B
this transition: A-------> <---->>-----> B --------->
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