L7 : Smell The Magic

Grunge / USA
(1990 - Sub Pop Records)
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Lyrics


1. SHOVE

Bill collector called today, shove
IRS is on my case, shove
My boss says I should comb my hair, shove
My father thinks that I'm nowhere

Get out of my way or I might shove
Get out of my way or I'm gonna shove

Landlord doesn't like my dog, shove
My eyes are burning from the smog, shove
The neighbors say I jam too loud, shove
America thinks it should be proud

Get out of my way or I might shove
Get out of my way or I'm gonna shove

Some guy just pinched my ass, shove
Drunken bums ain't go no class, shove
The club says I won't get paid, shove
It's been months since I've been laid

Get out of my way or I might shove
Get out of my way or I'm gonna shove


2. FAST AND FRIGHTENING

Her glance hits me like lightning
I heard that girl is fast and frightening
Dirty hair and a laugh that’s mean
Her neighbors call her an evil machine

She’s fast, she’s lean
She’s frightening
She’s fast, she’s lean
She’s frightening

Popping wheelies on her motorbike
Straight girls wish they were dykes
She’ll do anything on a dare
Mom and daddy’s worst nightmare

She’s fast, she’s lean
She’s frightening
She’s fast, she’s lean
She’s frightening

Down at the creek smoking pot
She eats the roach so she don’t get caught
Throws her mini off in the halls
Got so much clit she don’t need no balls

She’s fast, she’s lean
She’s frightening
She’s fast, she’s lean
She’s frightening


3. (RIGHT ON) THRU

Well, I hate the rain when I drive
Right on thru
'Cause the windows are broken on my 455
Right on thru
It don't rain much but when it do
That dirty old rain comes right on thru

Right on thru
Through to you

I had some pigeons living on my ledge
Right on thru
Dirty winged rats living on the edge
Right on thru

I give 'em a shot too
Right on thru
The pigeon shit seeps right on thru

Right on thru
Through to you

Well, you built your house made out of lead
Right on thru
It keeps out those things that you dread
Right on thru

It don't matter where you hide
Right on thru
Because reality always crashes inside

Right on thru
Through to you


4. DEATHWISH

She wakes up wet in a shower stall
Sewn together, bangs her head on a wall
She goes hitchhiking at 3 a.m.
Bruised and bloody, does it over again

She's got a deathwish
In a self-destructive blitz

He's got a car that goes real fast
He's got a life but it won't last
Doesn't even look disturbed
When his Chevy takes out the curb

He's got a deathwish
Coming home is a hit or a miss
He's got a deathwish
In a self-destructive blitz

Passed out drunk on the living room floor
Gets up and pukes so she can drink some more
And evening's party out in the fringe
Turns into a two-week binge

She's got a deathwish
Coming home is a hit or a miss
She's got a Deathwish
In a self-destructive blitz


5. 'TILL THE WHEELS FALL OFF

You and me 'till the wheels fall off
You and me, we just fit
I'm addicted and I can't quit

You and me 'till the wheels fall off
You're enough to make me hot
What we got can't be bought

You and me 'till the wheels fall off
You and me, we just fit
I'm addicted and I can't quit

You and me 'till the wheels fall off
People say you're a few quarts low
I don't care, let's go, go, go

You and me 'till the wheels fall off


6. BROOMSTICK

I've got my broomstick, baby
I've got my paperback novel
I'm gonna lay right here
And I ain't gonna grovel

What's the use of lying?
I won't believe you
What's the use of crying?
It won't relieve you

I've got my broomstick
I've got my paperback novel
I'm gonna lay right here right now
And I ain't gonna grovel


7. PACKIN' A ROD

I'm all fucked up and I'm mad as hell
Violate your daughter
And your son as well
I don't give a shit about your crummy lie
As long as I'm god, I'm packin a rod
Yeah !

I'm packin' a rod
I'm packing a rod
I'm packin' a rod, baby
And it's all for you

Guns and ammo is what I read
My cold steel dagger's gonna make you bleed
When you talk to me
You best watch what you say
My smith and wesson heat
Is gonna blow you away

And it's all for you
Packin' a rod
I'm packin' a rod


8. JUST LIKE ME

Taime is a rock star
Just like me
Everyone loves him
Just like me
They all think he's punk
Just like me
Smack how he picks it up
So where's your dignity?

Faster, faster, faster...

Well axl is a love god
Just like me
The girls all love him
Just like me
But he's so messed up
Just like me
Doesn't want to give it up
So where's your dignity?

Guns and, guns and, guns and
Guns and, guns and ...

Well vixen are love gods
Just like me
Pretty pretty sex things
Just like me
Dressed up and to pay to play
I couldn't live that way
Hair spray and bustier
Can't fool me

Vixen, vixen, vixen
Vixen, vixen, vixen

Slash is a love god
I know it's hard to believe
Boys all dig him
But boys are easy to please
You've got the bimbos swinging
Like monkeys in the trees
You've got limos and money
So where's your dignity?


9. AMERICAN SOCIETY

Don’t wanna drown
Don’t wanna be found
This is not my destiny, oh yeah
No twentieth century casualty, oh yeah

I don’t wanna watch television
I don’t wanna listen to the radio
I don’t wanna drown in American society

Don’t wanna be rich
Now can’t you see the way they dress
They dress
Well, they’re a bloody tax mess

I don’t wanna go to the movies
I don’t wanna listen to the company
Don’t wanna drown in American society



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