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Nora
03:51
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Her name is Nora
She's not as boring as you think she is
The Dalai Lama in his pajama couldn't stop the drama
That she's living through
And she makes fun of us behind our backs
She doesn't know the heart is pure
And the soul is good
Led astray by a few dumb words
And she's leaving here today
She's moving up there with the saints
They take her under their wings and faints
Cuz she still loves them and they don't love her
Ya, she still loves them but they don't love her
Everything is so intense she's going to explode
When they pile on the shit she takes another load
How did it get so far out of whack?
When her desire's tattooed on her back
Sometimes she forgets that she's just another stupid fuck
Just like the rest of us
[chorus]
Her name is Nora
She's not as boring as you think she is
If I had a camera I'd take her picture
And sell a million copies to the magazines
She'll listen to the radio and not like what she's hearing
Don't think she'll ever realize this song is quite endearing
[chorus]
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Nora...
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She Was Meat
03:39
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She moved on up to CIncinnati
She started stripping in a bar
She sent her checks back home to mamma
Who picked tabacky on the farm
Sweet, feature attraction
Men with cash attention
They sent the limo 'round
Glamor like she knew it could be
Just like Hollywood, she stepped inside and did a line
It started out with polorioids
Quick requests for naughty boys
And the cash was good
Can't keep track of all the pieces
Now you're signing batch releases
As long as the comfort flows
Hand over hand over hand over hand over
Fist over fist over fist over fist
We're losing light, can I change the tape?
New and strange devices
Can you tell me where the ice is and what the going price is?
None to sacred nor too extreme
Icon, legend, goddess, queen
Choking on the quicksand of your sweet love
Can I get a witness?
Fuck no, this is business
Are there any more at home like you?
She moved up to Cincinnati
She started stripping in a bar
She was looking for her sister
Who went missing late last year...
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El Demento Los Angeles, California
Solo work from Deviant (the long time underground musician) that spun-off in the early 2000s as dark man-and-his-guitar project that has since had the occasional inclusion of a side man or looping station. The El Demento monicker came from a friend of friend who always accidentally referred to him as "Demento" instead of "Deviant" -- it gradually became an inside joke when playing without a band. ... more
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