Tonalité : F major
Verse 1
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Mr. Howell: The dinner
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was fine until she opened her mouth.
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Oh, Candy! Oh, Candy! Behind her teeth 15 rats star
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ted screaming and sob bing. Candy girl! Candy girl!
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When
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we were
kissing in the car
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those rodents smoked cigars in her throat,
blowing smoke.
(You turn on the lights and look a bit closer... there's shutters on her eyes,
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there's a door on her thigh.)
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Candy: These rats are not living
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inside my hotel face.
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They're just sick and they need a
bed lined with fine lace.
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Mr. Howell: You know that pity's
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got
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an ugly price tag.
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Rats: Our fur feels like it's on fire. There's
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thorns growing on our bones.
Our hunger is x-rated.
Oh, Oh, mother,
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we love you so!
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(Candy invites you upstairs, you say it's get ting awfully late,
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but she yanks your hand through the door. Her clothes fall off and she presses into you. But those rats have chewed a hole straight through her navel and nipple.)
Mr. Howell: Oh,
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Candy. I've got to go.
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Candy: Oh,
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won't you stay the night with me Mr. Howell!
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These rats are not living
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inside my hotel face.
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They're just sick and need
a bed lined with fine lace.
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Mr. How ell: You know that pity's
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got an ugly price tag. [x2]
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Rats: Our
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muscles have turned
to cement.
We're coughing up needles and nails.
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Our veins are flowing barbed wire.
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Oh, mother, we are so frail! but wait!
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We've got a trick for him.
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We twist tears into shit
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eaten grins.
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(When you wake up in the morning
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you find yourself alone in Candy's bed. And everything is gone: paintings, jewels,
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songs. Candy's blowing in the breeze; those rats devoured her up in her sleep. Her skin's tied to the bed post like a flag on a ship of ghosts. You read the letter on the dresser; the sick brown sun rubbing in your soul).
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Reading letter: Oh, mother,
you should have known.
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You should have seen through our
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fake broken bones.
Our tears that we razor-sharpened were
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were calculated to rob you blind.
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Mr. Howell: Three
weeks later from that day,
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I saw those rats on a bicycle.
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They crept by me and started balling,
their eyes turned to icicles.
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Crying, "We
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need a vacancy!"
Outro 1
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