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Rubby Bulbs (Live) Lyrics
I need to taste your voice in my mouth
I need to taste your voice in the air
And I need to feel your skin against all that I retch out
And feel your voice all over everywhere
I need to paste your skin around the mailbox
And hold the postman in your smile
I need to fill your lungs with smallpox
And fill the glow of a sick and distorted life
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful babies
All filled with angels
We are wrecking in your over
We are swimming in your speakers
We are sticky stuff all over
Coming out from all your features
For Pree
And I say I want inside you
Because there's nothing on the surface
But it hurts to have to hold you
And all your holes they hold no purpose
For me
I need to taste your voice in the air
And I need to feel your skin against all that I retch out
And feel your voice all over everywhere
And hold the postman in your smile
I need to fill your lungs with smallpox
And fill the glow of a sick and distorted life
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful babies
All filled with angels
We are swimming in your speakers
We are sticky stuff all over
Coming out from all your features
For Pree
Because there's nothing on the surface
But it hurts to have to hold you
And all your holes they hold no purpose
For me
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Submitted by
mongrelcat On May 01, 2006
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I think its "But ity hurts to have to hold you"
For some reason, this song seems so sick and gets to me in some way. I can't stop listening to it.
We are wrecking in your over We are swimming in your speakers We are sticky stuff all over Coming out from all your features For Pree
Sounds like sperm (sticky stuff all over) entering (swimming in your speakers) a woman's body. Also "for pree" indicates on getting pregnant (a baby for pree is written about abortion)
this song is almost unbearably good.
The last verse of this depresses the hell out of me. Brilliant, but still unbelievably depressing.
It would be very cool to somehow get a hold of an audio file of this track for my mp3. Anybody know of any links that could make this a reality? Cheers.
here you go: http://www.mp3raid.com/music/she_did_a_lot_of_acid.html it's the first one, the one that says "Jeff Mangum - She Did Alot of Acid". it has three parts - an intro that i think doesn't have a name, She Did a Lot of Acid, and then Rubby Bulbs.
here you go: http://www.mp3raid.com/music/she_did_a_lot_of_acid.html it's the first one, the one that says "Jeff Mangum - She Did Alot of Acid". it has three parts - an intro that i think doesn't have a name, She Did a Lot of Acid, and then Rubby Bulbs.
If you go to youtube and type in rubby bulbs its the first video, watch it. Jeff freaks out, and like closes his eyes and then jumps back from the microphone and then looks at the band like he doesn't know where he is. Good shit. Might give you goose bumps tho.