Lyrics > Heavy Trash – Way Out


Writers: J. Spencer / M. Verta-Ray
Published: © 2007 Patricia Ann Music / Marsupial Parlay Vous (BMI)
From: Going Way Out With Heavy Trash (CD, US)
Transcribed: Pop Catastrophe
Notes: Text in RED is unconfirmed.
Back Off
Bad Boy
Be-Bop-A-Lula
Bedevilment
Bloodshot Eyes
Bug Bite Daddy
Bumble Bee
Chopt Face
Christmas In Königstein
Crazy Pritty Baby
Crying Tramp
Dark Hair'd Rider
Double Line
Dour Festival Song
The Female Form (Live)
Fix These Blues
Flip Script
Gatorade
Gee, I Really Love You
Get My Rocks Off
Good Hair
Good Man
'Hi-Hat'
Hold Me Tight
The Hump
I Don't Mind
I'll Change My Style
In My Heart
I Want Oblivion
I Want Refuge
Isolation
Jibber Jabber
Juanito
Justine Alright
Kissy Baby
Kloi
Leave That Junk Alone
Liebe Auf Den Ersten Blick
Lonely
'Lonely Nights'
The Loveless
Lover Street
Mr. K.I.A.
Nervis
No Fun / The Model
Out Demon Out
Outside Chance
Panik
The Pill
Pimento
Pork Chop
Punk Rock Mama
Pure Gold
Say Yeah
She Baby
(Sometimes You Got to Be) Gentle
Stealin'
Sweet Little Bird
Sweet, Sweet Girl
Take My Hand
That Ain't Right
That's What Your Love Gets
They Were Kings
This Day Is Mine
Trouble
Under The Waves
Walking Bum
Way Out
We Got To Go
Wet Book
Wheel of Fortune
Yeah Baby
You Can't Win
You Got What I Need
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1, 2
I’m goin’ way out
I’m goin’ move now
I’ve got to pack it away
Your human game
Your human soul
Conquest is easy
Engines are warm
This place is cold, nothing will hurt
Your body elastic when your man begins to bend

Got to invade
I’m gonna slip out
I’ve got to penetrate
Can you imagine
You’re up and low now
Nobody perfect on cold shoulder
Face is strained, penetrate
Your body elastic when your mind begins to stretch

Wrap your mind around that baby
Wow
Yeah
Yeah
Boogaloo

I had no roots here
No roots to hold me
Your bed is cold, baby
Conquest is easy
Slip through the airlock
Go on and get faith
Fill me with your void, asphyxiate me

Stack them, stack them
Dig them colors yeah
Straight away

Goin’ on way out
I’m gonna move now
Got to get away
Those of you who know a lot
Do you rise or low
One million light years
Reduced to film glow
Reduce the space fear

I want a taste
Your body gets elastic when your mind begins to slip

Come on honey join me on this crazy trip
Come on my baby ’cause we’re about to bend
I said come on to me honey let’s get ready
Ready for the end

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