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ya alligator, ya sp-ce-invader,
ya swamp-dweller making your rounds
ya agitator, i’ll see ya later
don’t stand so close to my ground
ya alligator, ya sp-ce-invader
ya bottom-feeder making your rounds
ya alligator, ya sp-ce-invader,
you start your movin’

ya alligator x 4

start your moving,
or get your schooling
but stop your foolin’ around
ya agitator, ya trouble-maker
don’t stand so close to my ground
start your movin’
or get your schooling
but stop your foolin’ around
ya alligator, ya sp-ce-invader
you better get your movin’

ya alligator x 4

ya alligator, ya sp-ce-invader
ya bottom-feeder making your rounds
ya alligator, ya sp-ce-invader
you start your movin’

ya alligator x 4

the pedestrian

i don’t need a reason to be a misfit
whatever the reason, how far i go
when it’s my time then i will let you know

it don’t take a genius to be an idiot
it don’t take a jesus to save my soul
well it’s my time and it’s my time to go

pedestrian is what i am
and i’m an understated samaritan

where i go, i go alone
as long as i am taking my time

i don’t know the answer to be specific
i listened to reason, the reason is true
i did my time, well, now it’s time to go

27th ave. shuffle

things are so much harder now
no matter how i try
junkyard days and toxic waste
still love is on my mind

i can see the ledge now
golden gate is falling from behind
(falling from behind) (?)
well if you call this living,
i just wanna hang my head and cry

voices in my head
telling me that i am lost
pills and alcohol
are making me a lost cause

i can see the ledge now
golden gate is falling from behind
(falling from behind) (?)
well if you call this living,
i just wanna hang my head and cry

repeat chorus
dark side of night

bleeding me
though my heart is dry
this knife is a symbol
the dark side of night

killer’s on the run
with a halo of lies (flies?)
raising the h-ll within us
as the angels fly

there’s a rain tonight
falling from the sky
there’s a liar’s moon tonight,
the dark side of night

the secret chasm
hole in my heart
fire’s raging on us
burning like a scar

made of flesh and blood
my soul’s made of stone
my flame is burning out now
darkness (nightmares?) alone

there’s a rain tonight
falling from the sky
there’s a liar’s moon tonight
the dark side of night

pieces of truth

the little pieces of truth
they stick around forever
i should have known about you
before we got together

but we did it
yeah we done it
i wonder what did i get myself into
with you
when i piece it together, baby,
i put so many holes in you
yeah, you

little pieces of sticks
and a bucket of stones
i’m afraid i’ll be leaving you all alone
but i come back around
got some pieces of truth
even though it won’t make no difference to you-
yeah, you

digging trouble
with a shovel
you serve it up in so many different ways
now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word that you say

but we did it,
yeah you done it,
what the f-ck did i get myself into
with you
when i piece it together baby,
i put so many holes in you

digging trouble
with your shovel
you serve it up in so many different ways
now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word –

don’t mess with the mess-around
broadway

i, i’m just killing time now
i do it all the time now
and it’s killing me

i, i polish off the bottle
i’m throwing down the throttle
drinking gasoline

now i’m on my way
driving down broadway
wasting all my time
and i won’t be late
cause i’m on the brake(?)
so don’t hesitate
never make it out
and it’s killing me

do, do you get the feeling?
that you’ve been bleeded (?)
cause now you’re bleeding me

you, you’re spilling all the wine now
on hollywood and vine now
it’s lushotology

now i’m on my way
driving down broadway
wasting all my time
and i won’t be late
cause i’m on the brake(?)
so don’t hesitate
never make it out
and it’s killing me

and it’s killing me

(awesome guitar stuff)

i, i’m just killing time now
i do it all the time now
and it’s killing me

i, i polish off the bottle
i’m throwing down the throttle
drinking gasoline

now i’m on my way
driving down broadway
wasting all my time
and i won’t be late
cause i’m on the brake
so don’t hesitate
never make it out
and it’s killing me (x3)

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