Primus – Jilly’s On Smack

Jilly’s on smack, and she won’t be comin’ back
No she won’t be comin’ back, for the holidays
Jilly’s on smack, and she won’t be comin’ back
No she won’t be comin’ back, for the holidays

Jilly left home
Went to pick her own bone
She made her own
In the marketplace

Now Jilly’s on smack, and she won’t be comin’ back
No she won’t be comin’ back
For these holidays

Bebe Rexha & Snoop Dogg – Satellite

Far beyond reason
Tis the season for pleasin
What happens here stays here
Am I loud and clear
Or is the smoke fuckin wit your ear

Rolling on the sofa 
Smoke another bowl 
Till I black out 
Floating on the ceiling 
Sink into the feeling 
I’m spinning now 
Flying over Venus 
All the space between us 
Just melts away 
The sweetest dreams awaiting 
Chasing my temptations 
In the Milky Way 

Last night I got higher than a satellite 
I took a one way ticket 
It’s a one man mission to paradise 
Last night I got higher than a satellite 
I made a bad decision
Baby now I’m starting to feel alright

Get left or get right
Seat belt on
Prepare to take flight
I’m the captain here my dear
No veers just steer through the atmosphere
D-P-G-C we be Snoopy Bebe
Blow smoke with a woosh of lighting
It’s private no more commercial flight
I’m cool with the Neptunes and more
Stratosphere
Outta here
What a night
what a year
what a life
Sat her down
Sat her right
Satellite
You can get it if the ticket is right
Long day afternoon
We can kick it tonight
Yeah, you know I love this shit
But I gotta get back to the mothership

Last night I got higher than a satellite 
I took a one way ticket 
It’s a one man mission to paradise 
Last night I got higher than a satellite 
I made a bad decision
Baby now I’m starting to feel alright

Dancing outside my body 
Don’t even try to stop me 
Dancing outside my body 
Ground control do you copy 
Dancing outside my body (say what)
Don’t even try to stop me 
Dancing outside my body 

Dancing outside my body 
Don’t even try to stop me 
Dancing outside my body 
Ground control do you copy 
Dancing outside my body 
Don’t even try to stop me 
Dancing outside my body 

Last night I got higher than a satellite 
I took a one way ticket 
It’s a one man mission to paradise (we can do it again, we can do it again)
Last night I got higher than a satellite (what you thought you was gonna get fucking wit me)

Badflower – x ANA x

I can’t feel my toes or my fingertips
My chest is pounding so fast I can’t keep up with it
I’m losing it, fuck, I just wanna quit
And I’m clenching my face and and I’m touching my dick

I need a fix Ana fix and I’m sick of this
Showing people my tricks and my tics
Ana judging me
Judging my fucking sex ANA x ANA x
And I’m faking just to stay in my body
I’m nervous, I can’t fucking stand it

Well if that’s what they’re giving me
The pills are my necessity now
You won’t fix my attitude
’Cause Ana does it better than you
(Ana does it better)

Ana you save my soul
Can you let me have my heart, fall in it

Yea-hah
(I need you)

Ok I’m sick
Not the kind of sick that lands you in the doctor
Not the kind that makes you weak and then heals you stronger
It’s a kind of sick that turns your legs into spaghetti
A kind of sick that makes your blood burn and your bones heavy
The kind of sick that makes an atheist pray for Jesus
The kind of sickness that turns your power into weakness

And I’m sick of being sick for this whole fucking place to witness
And I’m living a sick life that most people call privilege
And they’re kinda right but I’m still sicker than I can cope with

Ana you save my soul
Can you let me have my heart, fall in it
I suffer for a living
There has to be a limit
You know I love you so
But that’s what I’ve been given

Ana (want you save my soul)
Ana (want you to make me slow down)
Ana (want you save my soul)
Ana (want you to make me slow down)

It’s showtime
I have a lump in my throat
I forgot how to breathe
Only know how to choke

And all these people are waiting
To see the kid with the rage
But I’m afraid he might collapse before he gets to the stage
I need x ANA x
Help me bury my thoughts
And all the pressure I’ve suffered
To be someone that I’m not

I’m shaking a lot
(Hey don’t fuck up tonight, it’s your only shot)

Ready or ready or ready or ready or not
It’s a party

You know I love you so
Ana you saved my soul
Ana (let’s pump it up, let’s go)
Ana (don’t make me lose control)
You know I love you so
Ana you save my soul
Ana (let’s pump it up, let’s go)
Ana (don’t make me lose control)

Okay the song is over now
But I’m not ready to go
(Ana) So this is the shit that happens
When I stay awake for days at home (Ana)

Hey! Wanna see what happens when I mix Xanax
Blow and a MacBook pro (what the-)

Don’t make me lose control
Ana (white pills coming up, let’s go)
Ana (too late to save my soul)
Ana (chew it up, chew it up, let’s go), oh woah
Ana (coming up, coming up, let’s go)

Ana you save my soul (my soul)
Suffer for a living, has to be a limit
You know I love you so (you so)
My anxiety traps me like a prison

That’s what they’re giving me
The drugs are a necessity
(I can’t live without you)
You won’t fix my attitude
Ana does it better

Ana you make me slow down

Joey’s gonna hate this

Ana does it better
Ana does it better
Ana does it better

Don’t make me lose control
Ana

Nick Cave – Opium Tea

”Here I sleep the morning through
Until the call to prayer awakes me
And there is nothing to do but rise
And follow the day wherever it takes me
I stand at the window and look at the sea
Then I make me a pot of opium tea
Down at the port I watch the boats come in
Watching boats come in can do something to you
And the kids gather round with outstretched hand
And I toss them a diram or two
And I wonder if my children are thinking of me
For I am what I am and what will be will be
I wonder if my kids are thinking of me
And I smile and I sip my opium tea
At night the sea lashes the rust red ramparts
And the shapes of hooded men move past me
And the mad moaning wind, it laughs and it laughs
At the strange lot that fate has cast me
And the cats on the rampart sing merrily
That I am what I am and what will be will be
The cats on the rampart sing merrily
And I sit and I drink my opium tea
I’m a prisoner here, I can never go home
There is nothing here to win or to lose
There are no choices needing to be made at all
Not even the choice of having to choose
I am a prisoner, yes, but I am also free
’Cause I am what I am and what will be will be
I’m a prisoner here, yes, but I’m also free
And I smile and I sip my opium tea”