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Dr. Dooom lyrics - First Come, First Served

Shopping List (Skit)

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The Doctor Dooom Shopping List: Five cans of dCon roach spray, Two colors of shoe dye, White gloves, Four cans of CalCan cat food, One chocolate YooHoo, A can of Ajax, Clorox for the bone smells in the living room, Cat litter and a bag of onion rings for the dog, And two boxes of Apple Jacks and Flintstone vitamins

The White Room

RICK SPRINGFIELD "Karma"
(Springfield/Vallance) I can see her at her windows watching, locked away inside her skin, I can see her but I can't get to her, she won't come out, and she won't let me into The white room (she's living in) Lying alone til she comes undone In the white room, she burns for the real thing. But it won't come. In her head is the same obsession and all the bottles and pills won't heal her heart. She heard his last confession and every word just tears her apart In the white room (locked away) doing time till her time is done In the white room there's so much to say but the words won't come. Come back to the land of the living, when you gonna break the chain, there's so much too much that you're leaving and you're never gonna stop the rain In the white room. waiting for the call that never comes in the white room, she awaits. Look at something long enough you'll find, that the splinters and the cracks begin to show, I'll be the first in line when the walls start falling and she lets go of The white room (it's late) living alone only makes you numb In the white room she burns for the real thing but it won't come In the white room (she's living in) I think its time that you're time is done, In the white room she burns In the white room (it's late) lying alone till she comes undone In the white room she awaits In the white room

The Jeweller

John Cale "Slow Dazzle"
Very slowly he sipped his tea, not shifting his glance from the thick double spaced printing he read with his jeweller's eye Engrossed in his corner, he passed onto the other inhabitants of the room a scrawled insularity of time and space For both passed him by with the speed of light, not unlike the flow of substance, however varied, into that lysergic entity known as the black hole He was hardly ugly for his time, and conversation was certainly not lost on him Drastic measures were called for, and as in antiquity the lonely man was blessed with wisdom to the point of desperation But there in his corner, developing around him like a sun, was a climate of such rare beauty that sight and sound could no longer be considered sufficient food for the senses And he had begun to notice, as his hearing failed, that mind and matter were in no way connected to one other, as if in fact the one could not propose and prove its erotic existence in terms of the other What does this word mean? he enquired of the solemn waiter hopefully Nothing for desert sir , came the reply, perhaps a cocktail, demitasse or a herbal essence, it helps the breathing you know sometimes . The bill, if you don't mind , quickly he shot back And as the patter of the feet faded in the room, for he barely heard them now, his eye slowly began to close, and by the time he emerged on the sunny street he was forced to rely entirely on the other eye for help, but happily it continued its many functions, blinking gently for lubrication, and registering images It was rush hour, in Hawaii only 10am So, turning into his street, he stopped at the drug store and bought an eye patch that soon covered the reluctant eye Climbing the stairs he pondered what to do next, he would call a doctor and have tests made, eat nourishing food and if necessary consent to surgery, the last resort of the gambling man And at 1am he awoke from a dream and after fumbling his way in the obolescent light of his room he peered into the rusty veins of his mirror and lifted away the patch What he saw astonished him. Where once was tremulous tissue and membrane was now a follicle and perfectly formed vagina with vulva, overgrown and mysterious, unrevealing and still to the untrained eye But in the deep dark recesses of that sticky occlusion lay the unclosing watchful eye of disgust in its closing moments, lunging forward and hungry for the cold light of days

Perfecting Loneliness

Jets To Brazil
I'm a long list with no time sunset panic on the street sugar and light bulbs the milk of kindness is behind us now with all those stones in your coat did you think they wouldn't know? The tea leafs of trashed sheets dirty needles and sweets zero to hero in seven a life time a nano second all the sand in your glass is going by so fast the radio is playing our tune i love it could you turn it down the thought of you crying in my room i miss you could you come around sometime when the night comes down the world becomes a room under a microscope with a lab coat and glue i'm fixing this whole with everything i knew the music is making my head split i love it could you turn it off the thought of you is tearing me in two i miss you could you come around sometime, sometime this list is what went right your name is written twice cause we live like astronauts and our missons never cross the stakes are high we're standing by there used to be a hundred ways to put my arms around you everyone seemed new, natural, and true perfecting loneliness till nothing's holding us consider earth we could be far worse

My Constantine

Dan's Home Grown
I can't imagine all the people that you know And the places that you go When the lights are turned down low And I don't understand all the things that you've seen But I'm slippin in between you and your big dreams It's always you and my big dreams And you tell me that it's over Wake up lying in a patch of 4 leaf clovers And you're restless, and I'm naked You gotta get out, you can't stand to see me shakin, no Could you let me go...i didn't think so And you don't wanna be here in the future So you say the presents just a pleasant interruption to the past And you don't wanna look much closer, cuz you're afraid to find out all this hope You had sent into the sky by now had crashed... and it did, because of me and you And then you bring me home, afraid to find out that you're alone And I'm sleeping in your living room, but we don't have much room to live And I had these dreams in them I learned to play guitar Maybe cross the country... become a rock star And there was hope in me that I could take you there But damn you're so young, well I don't think I care And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry, please don't think that this was easy Then you'd bring me home, cuz we both know what it's like to be alone And I'm dreaming in your living room, but we don't have much room to live And Constantine is walkin down the stairs Doesn't she look good, standin in her underwear, And I was thinkin, what I was thinkin That we've been drinking, and it doesn't get us anywhere My Constantine came walkin down the stairs And all that I could do was touch her long blond hair And I've been thinkin, it hurts me thinkin All these nights we've been drinkin, never got us anywhere, no This is because I can spell konfusion with a k I can like it It's dying in anothers arms why I had to try it It's to Jimmy-eat-world and those nights in my car When the first star you see may not be a star, im not your star Isn't that what you said, what you thought the song meant And if this is what it takes, just to lie with my mistakes And live with what I did to you, all the hell I put you through I always watch the clock its 11:11 and now you wanna talk Its Not hard to dream you'll always be my Constantine, my Constantine They'll never hurt you like I do, no they'll never hurt you like I do, no This is to a girl who got into my head, with all the pretty things she did You keep me up in bed, this is to the girl who got into my head With all these fucked up things I did Hey, maybe baby you could keep me up in bed, my Constantine You spin round me like a dream, we played out on this movie screen And I said, Did you know I miss you, did you know I miss you, did you know I miss you, Did you know I miss you, did you know I miss you? And then you bring me home, and we go to sleep, but this time not alone And you'll kiss me in your living room, I know you miss me in your living room Cuz these nights I think maybe that I miss you in my living room We don't have much room to... I said does anybody need that room Because we all need a little more room to live, my Constantine

Under The Knife

KANSAS "Freaks Of Nature"
(Steve Walsh / David Ragsdale) Buried deep under blood and skin A whisper a tempest is raging from within I hold my breath bitter proud Afraid to scream fire in the middle of a crowd I ponder incision envision the brain I beckon the surgeon to a slice against the grain now that I've waisted you the white room is pure the doctors are brave If there's a cure I want to be saved Sanctuary Under the knife sharp and shiny key Repair redeem resurrection Under the knife they'll cut you out of me Maybe love's imitation is life under the knife I have come to determine a reasonable doubt Where heaven and hell draw their boundary lines about Now that I've waisted you now that I've tasted you The white room had frost on the cold window pane Your love had been lost my love was in vain Sanctuary Cynical splices stitch and install Solder the filaments I feel nothing at all Second wind secrets let them rise let them fall I'll walk through your firestorm but never never crawl The gambler lives the blood stain dries It's time to forgive I open my eyes Sanctuary

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