Lyrics!

Right now I only have the lyrics to three songs, but I hope I will obtain more soon.

**All songs written by Stone Weasel**


Progressive Toaster Love (PTL)
The coils of the toaster grow red with anger
The misdeeds of the businessmen linger
Watch the toaster as it seems to fade away
Your day is bright as a Saturday
I love your dog like you love my family
My aunts a whore and your dog's a bag of fleas
It seems to me that it's time to slow down
You grab your hat and you head for the door
The dark spot on the sun starts to fade away
You're out of Spam so you head for the store
Tell me about your Saturday
Tell me the way you pay for toast
Tell me you'll love me till' the end
Tell me you wanna' move to France
 
Grandpa has an older toaster
His teeth supply the fruit of the young
Play his toaster as you seem to fade away
My day is as bright as Saturday
You love my cat like I love your family
My cat's a tabby and your mom's a Pekinese
I wanna' be like John F. Kennedy
Not dead but a really cool guy!
You wanna' be like Yoda
Not green but a Jedi Knight
Time is tickin' now we've gotta' get movin'
Turn the corner and go to the store
Tell me about you're Saturday
Tell me the way you pay for toast
Tell me you'll love me till' the end
Tell me I wanna' move to France
 
I met your toaster yesterday
Hope your love will never fade away
See the light in the distance
Question your own existance
Love my rabbit like you love my family
My rabbit knows his histroy
WE dance among the trees
Do the Charleston, do the twist
Sometimes you make me angry
But I will not use my fists
Tell me about you're Saturday
Tell me the way you pay for toast
Tell me you'll love me till' the end
Tell me you wanna' move to France on Saturday now tell me
Bloned-Haired Blue-Eyed Caucasian
Its not your fault you've never read Peter Pumkin Eater
Its not your fault you've never seen an African ant-eater
Its not your fault you've nevcer been to the leaning Tower of Pisa
Its not your fault you haven't heard Anna Magdalena
But I'll never let it pass- that you're a
Blonde haired, blue eyed caucasian
(You're a) Blonde haired, blue eyed caucasian
And I'm not
Its not your fault you haven't seen Casablanca
Its not your fault you've never done the Macarena
Its not your fault you've never owned a wiener dog
Its not your fault you haven't licked a poisonous frog
But i'll never let it pass - that you're a
Blonde haired, blue eyed caucasian
(You're a) Pink haired, green eyed caucasian
And I'm not
 
Glowsperm
I'm tempted by defense, your drawbacks disappear
Sick servant to your whims, don't kill me with your tears.
 
I see you, right through me, I'm most like everybody
You've got it your way
You split me with envy, an empty puppet with me
I wished you'd go away.
 
Every time I'm with you, I'm never near your heart.
Don't worry, its your day to rip my life apart.
 
I hold you, disown you, surrender wishes to you
And you just walk away.
You kill me, you bleed me, my guts are wrapped around me
I'm feelin' O.K.
 
You want to kill, but you can't hurt anyone- today
I want to die, but my pain has just begun- I'm sorry
 
I'm happy with love slave, I'll bow before your feet
You're happy with love slave- I give you all you need.

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