spoil, bilge
The cynics did maintain
The dead shall dead remain
Our theory proved insane
The dead shall dead remain
A pallid visage stares in »
The Dead Shall Dead Remain
Death After Life
by Impaled
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round in useless motions mocking everything
while bilge collects
your cupped hands attempt to shovel out the last few inches
and you plead with »
Tall Tales, Telltales
Burst and Bloom
by Cursive
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And wash em down with bilge water
And say you'll never snitch
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
The feather from a buzzard
And the blood from »
Wrong Side of the Road
Blue Valentine
by Tom Waits
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this your new, raw deal, rugged, mary j bilge material »
Intro
This Is Not a Test! [Clean]
by Missy Elliott
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the sewer bilge and see the same
The young get stronger, free living fast
But your a sapsucker you ain't gonna last
(Chorus)
Mudkicker kick, kickin' »
Mudkicker
Slave to the Grind
by Skid Row
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often
There's nothing sadder
Than a town with no cheer
Voc rail decided the canteen
Was no longer necessary there
No spirits
No bilge-water
And 80 »
Town with No Cheer
Anywhere I Lay My Head
by Scarlett Johansson
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of faegalical clots
Powdered with talc, your bilge takes on a pallor
Decrepitation, a sickening false alarm
Digested pablum disposed of with haste
Bursting »
Immaculate Defecation
Dead Shall Dead Remain
by Impaled
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say that out loud? Oh, well, it's not like it's something new. It's just the logical extension of the decades of bilge water that you've let us pump »
Die Jugend Marschiert
Potemkin City Limits
by Propagandhi
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seems
We are here alive today because our ancestors dared to dream
From Africa they lay in the bilge of slave ships
And stood half naked on auction »
The Dreamer
The Dreamer/The Believer
by Common
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bilge is pumped from your gut
Acidic bacteria now mangle your brain
Lactating pus
Eructating guts
Decorticated stiff
I take another sniff
Macerated »
Trocar
Dead Shall Dead Remain
by Impaled
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because it's too damn cold outside
Underneath the bridge they pump the city's bilge
Into the alley they sweet the city's filth
The flowers wilt »
This Ain't Living
G. Love & Special Sauce
by G. Love & Special Sauce
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