The Breeders - Full On Idle

Say you're

One man's taste

Want what? Fall and break

We've seen the dream folks

In our day

What?

Fought the Father, the Pope

Finally sent away

Warden!

Lock it!

Free love's

Fought our battles through the day

We were full on idle

A lot of them say

Obey

Your colorist

Bleach it all away

Free reign!

Good rest!

Break!

Every brunette in the way

We were full on idle

A lot of them say

Obey

Your violence

It's kinda late

Say! You're!

One man's date

Want what?

Fall and break

We were full on idle

A lot of them say

Obey your violence

Look close!

Hate!

Tide all white

Row!

On the glass surf

He pulled the paddle

It's okay with me

What I'd like to do

With your violin

And it's bow

The Breeders - The She

Ripped off
You smoked the Bible
Rolled it up
Your last breath
Hot on my back
You get started
Try to get somewhere
You move so slow
You're not even here

Dear traveller

It's my death
My rhythm
My arithmetic
I got used to
Nobody ridin in the back

Sorrow blowin through the veins
I'm over Houston
You're over the night we met

Dear traveller

The she
Scared electricity
Where no human
Carries a map
You say you gotta burn to shine
But every prism unwinds
A road to ruin
And this tickets mine

Dear traveller

The Breeders - T and T

...

The Breeders - Huffer

Na na na na na na
Ta ah ah ah ah
Ah-ah ah-ah ah-ah
Da da da da da da
Dada dada da

Toil toil toil til I get sick
I try reverse, but I'm not that quick.
Chained to the ground, no flyin' for you.
If you want it bad, you gotta steal your own fuel.
Torn, toiled, and troubled.

Da da da da da da
Da da da ah ah
Ah ah
Ah ah
Da da da da da da da da
Da ah da da da!

Toil toil toil til I get sick
I try reverse, but I'm not that quick.
Chained to the ground, no flyin' for you.
If you want it bad, you gotta steal your own fuel.
Torn, toiled, and troubled