Gutter Queen

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released May 20, 1999

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Track Name: The Sunday Driver
Another accident
Up on 95
Motor oil blues
Zero to sixty cruise

You filthy loser, you Sunday driver
Why don't you buy me a golden sewer?
And paint the walls a pretty color
And paint the walls a pretty color

You just walk right in
Like you still live here
Take your shit home
Because I don't want it anymore
Laughin' at you like a sick joke
You never amused me

Why don't you pour me a cup of coffee?
Put your head right through the windshield
Somebody please call the wrecker 'cause i'm all broken down.
Somebody please call the wrecker and have me towed away.

Sunday driver, caught on radar
Yeah, you don't love me
You just slit my throat
Track Name: Not Today, I'm Not.
Not today i'm not
Said the greasy disgrace of a man
You're the biggest fuckin' loser in town, fuck.
Cheapest fuckin' hooker in town, fuck.

I can sell you a coke.
But you can't use my telephone.

I just want to get out of this place
Hell is in Missouri.

I've had my fill of coffee & pills,
Give me another smoke.
If you only knew the nightmares i've had
While sleeping in your bed.

You can fuck your southern hospitality,
There's gotta be more than
One way to run to Georgia.
Gonna run those dogs through your heart.

Six dead in the delta
Six dead in the delta
Six dead in the delta
Six dead in the delta
Six dead in the delta
Six dead in the delta
Track Name: Clinton St. Blues
Montana is beautiful
This time of the year
What the fuck do I know
My eyes are lying again
The whiskey is wearing off
I'm sobering up
Last piss of the night
Route 6 I fucking hate you

I'm on a mission.
Track Name: Human Interest Story
I'm a gamblin' man.
Every minute, every second of my life.
Walking here's the easy part.
Miles from home in my piece of shit car.
Look at me, kiss my face.
It's all 50/50 and it can only get better from here.
Vegas- never-looked- this good.
...Twenty eight days in this steamhouse...
Another scumbag suicide
I'm wide eyed and snow blind
Waiting for the worst of it all to come.
Sold my soul here in the desert
And i'll be damned if i get it back any time soon.
This city's an eyesore among eyesores,
Looks like this round's on the house
So do me a favor and give me one last goodbye fuck.
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Dying never looked this good.
Track Name: Feed Me Glass
Paint the windows black
Candles burn to death

Drop me a line
Chlorine in the motor
Give me the shot
Bullet in the chamber.

Feed me glass
(shoot me up)
Make me laugh.
(push it in)

Alcohol & razorblades
Track Name: Work Related Injury
Workin the night shift again
Got one more hour in me
Shouldn't be near these machines,
I'm askin' for trouble.
Didn't learn my lesson the first time.
Body crushin' machine
Body crushin' machine

Baby i'm in love
Baby i'm in love

You would look so good with bandages on your face...

I'm hurt again
I'm hurt again

Another cast, sew me up.
I'm out, fucked up again.

Send me to the therapist so i can spill my guts
I'm losing my mind in this place
The painkiller's wearin' off, get this boss off my back
I'm losing my mind in this place.
Track Name: Long Distance Dedication
You would look beautiful
With wires through your face
You would look beautiful
With traintracks for teeth

I need your love, twisted and sick
Broken and burned, I need your love

I'm leaving
This town
To Burn
Burn down

Fuck what I said in the letters
I just feel ready to die
Track Name: She is Here
Gifts of silver and coal
Cold front moving like a snail
Crisp skin, broken legs, "she's here"
You've killed summer, lady luck is a fucking whore
Made in Mississipp , play me your blues old man
Tinted red sunglasses are your best friend
Stained green sheets are Benedict Arnold, "she's here"
I love those moments , still yet hostile
Arctic season, slow yet fierce
Track Name: Planet Caravan
We sail through endless skies
Stars shine like eyes
The black night sighs
The moon in silver trees
Falls down in tears
Light of the night
The earth, a purple blaze
Of sapphire haze
In orbit always

While down below the trees
Bathed in cool breeze
Silver starlight breaks down from night
And so we pass on by the crimson eye
Of great god mars
As we travel the universe