1.Sweet Willy Rollbar
Lyricist：Roger Osborne
Seeing ready chee
Like I sold your way
You make a mold of me
Shake it, like it
Yesterday
I'm a shot down smile
I can free your tail
Right？
I got a motor ready, so ready I
I got a motive so that I don't
2.The Bloat
Lyricist：Roger Osborne
I ain't nothing to the notice
Eight hundred miles of pride
Weeping play-jack belt loaded
(High)
I pause, I hold
Steel powder line
Sell it bulge eight tourniquet
(High)
The more you know the brain
The more it homicide
The belt stripped telephone
(High)
Oh, give me forty six
Give me forty five
Can't place down dance stone
(High)
I ain't nothing to the notice
Eight hundred miles of pride
Weeping play-jack belt loaded
(High)
I pause, I hold
Steel powder line
Sell it bulge eight tourniquet
(High)
The more you know the brain
The more it homicidal
The belt strip telephone
High
Give me forty six
Give me forty five
Can't place down dance stone
(High)
3.Bar-X The Rocking M
Lyricist：Dale Crover, Mark Deutrom, Roger Osborne
Big slide across the tub
By hiding on the hill
Set down and hold this town in favor
Mixed mind is most of all
Like a vulture on a nail
And now he knows they start to feed on him
And now the most distorted
Big now the most of all
Like I knowed him from a boy
It's a pig guitar, it's a soul, it's a scene, a
Big mind can hold it all
Like a body on a head
And know the most distorted feed on him
Chicks hide the most distorted
4.At The Stake
Lyricist：Dale Crover, Mark Deutrom, Roger Osborne
Maybe once and maybe came away
I took a quarter of your witches
Fed them all aside
The weaker of the fortunes mystery
Hasn't yet all appeared to me
But then I never wanted more than three
Shade's know any reason
Flames are all I see
Reality's been forsaken maybe
Stirrin' all on a lee
So it seems and so it's came away
Might be the voicing frighten
And so it's gotten me
The weaker of the fortune's mystery
Has finally pissed indeed
Indeed, made it for the eve
Shade's know any reason
Flames are all I see
Reality's been forsaken maybe
Stirrin' all on a lee
Now they're gonna burn me
Make all my flesh away
Real green turning half ball shaken
Leave me for a day
5.Lacrimosa
Lyricist：Dale Crover, Mark Deutrom, Roger Osborne
Endless me
It isn't easy
I'll drown the issues
Covered bride
Guilty, man
To me, yes
I hold the evening seas touched
She'll raise me
Oh Jesus, this Jesus
This only stain
The end of you I'll drown these
Pleasures
Guilty, man
To me
Judge them
To me it takes the mystery
He's on with me hungry Jesus
6.Goggles
Lyricist：Dale Crover, Mark Deutrom, Roger Osborne
Of weak intensity of sheer velocity
Silver boy gone but he left his hand
Happy to chain leave all his things
Get right and heave it may be taste a few
Disguise dis all of you
Violence try to make me follow
I'm not a dog but yes I will
Untell my visions clear I'll not fit here
The last thing I need is time to feed
7.Divorced
The Melvins F／ Tool
Miscellaneous
Divorced
BUZZ：what about Ryan？
MAYNARD：no, he blew it, he lost the number for the girl he met
down here.
BUZZ： oh,and Adam said she's a beauty.
MAYNARD： she's the one who has that fucked up voice.
BUZZ： is she a rocket scientist？
MAYNARD： the fuckin...she has a voice like a fuckin' modem dude!
BUZZ： (laughs) sounds perfect!
MAYNARD： immatates a chick with a voice like a modem sayin' some
weird
gibberish...(you have to hear it)
BUZZ： (laughs heavely)
MAYNARD： then he got to work up there, you know Ryan gets off at
work,i
guess to show that he has a dick.
BUZZ： (laughs again)
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