Lyrics > Heavy Trash – Wet Book

Writers: J. Spencer / M. Verta-Ray
Published: © 2007 Patricia Ann Music / Marsupial Parlay Vous (BMI)
From: Going Way Out With Heavy Trash (CD, JAPAN)
Source: Pop Catastrophe
Notes: Text in RED is unconfirmed.
Back Off
Bad Boy
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 The Script
Gee, I Really Love You
Get My Rocks Off
Good Hair
Good Man
Hold Me Tight
The Hump
I Don't Mind
I'll Change My Style
In My Heart
I Want Oblivion
I Want Refuge
Jibber Jabber
Justine Alright
Kissy Baby
Leave That Junk Alone
Liebe Auf Den Ersten Blick
'Lonely Nights'
The Loveless
Lover Street
Mr. K.I.A.
Nevermore Blues
No Fun / The Model
Out Demon Out
Outside Chance
The Pill
Pork Chop
Punk Rock Mama
Pure Gold
Say Yeah
She Baby
(Sometimes You Got to Be) Gentle
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
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
What kind of man
Going back on the road
What kind of person
Of course we are all above

I heard her call my name
And then I turn away
Then I ran away

Some kind of people
You gotta butter up like a jerk
Watch out, babe
I’m gonna create a hell on Earth

I heard her call my name
But then I ran away
They are calling me the sane
Why don’t you look and find the wet book
Mercy on me baby

Have I got a reason?
Some kind of reason now
I’ve got a reason to cry
Trade the fantasy for freedom
But deserve what you think is too strong
I’m going out of my mind
gotta hurts deep inside
Oh baby, I’m your baby
I said

Do you remember, baby
Such a long time ago
I said a daydream
Go so nurotic, come down like a waterfall
I had to love that sweet thing
But I can’t think you’ll save me
You seem about all there is baby
I’m a fool and I’m racing
I don’t know what it is

But I found it in the wet book
I must hold a pen
I got to stick it in the wet book
Stick it inside
Right on, right on, right on

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