I'd like to take
I'd like to feel wanted
Take a lemon, take a towel
I'd like to make a lot of generate the one-eyed males
Build 'em up and let 'em fall
Just lay 'em on and leave the linen tight
Take a lemon, take a towel
Generate lay 'em flat like monkey man
Leave 'em built right stand the time to know
It's like sin
Boris likes a lot of little things to kick
Mix every single one that he could ever pick
Boris bleed
Let friend spoon friend spoon man
Let's make
Let's feel wanted
Take a lemon take a towel
My shake makes monkey metal
Boris knows
And Boris likes it all
It's like sin
It's a killer
She's a killer maker
It reaches in and takes
From the back of your mind
I'm not awake, still 'live
When the bugs have a back and see the lions
A got a small
Got what they call a lack
A lack of halfway good bullets on my arm
I say I can't
But I really mean I won't
In their arm
Or maybe up a nole
I see it all, ahhh
See Boris has a whale
See him through my isles
He touches an affection
A mastermind
Manipulates to me my arms and legs and spine
He's got your brawl
I'm sinking till the wait
Like a spread on Jule
Hmmhhum
I'd like to feel wanted
Take a lemon, take a towel
I'd like to make a lot of generate the one-eyed males
Build 'em up and let 'em fall
Just lay 'em on and leave the linen tight
Take a lemon, take a towel
Generate lay 'em flat like monkey man
Leave 'em built right stand the time to know
It's like sin
Mix every single one that he could ever pick
Boris bleed
Let friend spoon friend spoon man
Let's make
Let's feel wanted
Take a lemon take a towel
My shake makes monkey metal
Boris knows
And Boris likes it all
It's like sin
She's a killer maker
It reaches in and takes
From the back of your mind
I'm not awake, still 'live
When the bugs have a back and see the lions
A got a small
Got what they call a lack
A lack of halfway good bullets on my arm
I say I can't
But I really mean I won't
In their arm
Or maybe up a nole
I see it all, ahhh
See Boris has a whale
See him through my isles
He touches an affection
A mastermind
Manipulates to me my arms and legs and spine
He's got your brawl
I'm sinking till the wait
Like a spread on Jule
Hmmhhum
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well in the guitar world magazine i'm reading right now "I remember listening to the lyrics and being like, This is the purest, most meaningful and heaviest shit I've heard in a long time. Later on, after I befriended (Melvins guitarist/singer] Buzz [Osbourne], I said 'That song Boris really means a lot to me.' And he says. 'Oh, that song is about my cat.' [laughs]" So I'm guessing its about a cat named Boris
i'm guessing if you know buzz at all you can tell from any interview he's ALWAYS fucking with you. and after reading the lyrics its obvious he's talking drugs....not cats... i'm sure he had a nice chuckle after you left soaking up what he had said though.
i'm guessing if you know buzz at all you can tell from any interview he's ALWAYS fucking with you. and after reading the lyrics its obvious he's talking drugs....not cats... i'm sure he had a nice chuckle after you left soaking up what he had said though.
it's about cocaine. lots of slang around that.
“TAKE ‘EM UP & TAKE ‘EM DOOOOOWN!”
Wooooooooooooooooooo
Man this song just chugs and chugs along.
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I'd like to take I'd like to feel wanted Take the love and take the toll I'd like to make the law ANd generate the worn out mouths Build them up and let them fall Just lay and moan and leave the limits tight Take the love and take the toll Generate the little flap like monkeyman Leave them built, wracked, standing tight-mouthed It's like sin
Boris likes a lot of little things to kick Makes every single one that he could ever need Boris need Let friend/spoon friends soon lie Let's mate Let's feel wanted Take the love and take the toll My shake, my monthly battle Boris knows, and boris likes it all It's like steel
It's a killer She's a killer-maker It reaches in and takes from the back of your mind I'm not awake Still life Twenty boards, hack 'em back and see the lines A god, a small Got what they call a lack A lack that's half-way done But it's all my own I say I can't But I really mean I won't YOu mark, but maybe you know I see it all See Boris has a way of seeing through my house He touches an infection A mastermind Manipulate me My arms and legs and spine He's got you proud I'm sinking to the weight weight LIke a straight on jewel Let him hum
My friend Danny had a theory about this song and that its about masturbation. Boris is the penis. Clues are things like a shake makes monkey metal (monkey metal being semen), it takes from the back of your mind, etc.. Maybe not the intended meaning but interesting nonetheless.