Lyrics Fur Beach - Daughters
All
those
malcontent
dismissing
nature's
process:
Please
slit
your
own
throats.
Someone
needs
to
drop
a
giant
fucking
"L"
on
this
city
And
hero
pressing
those
tiny
adorable
digits
to
the
sky.
The
lonely
beekeeper
fucked
by
his
own
hive.
1 Fur Beach
2 Jones From Indiana
3 I Slept With the Daughters and All I Got Was This Lousy Song Written About Me
4 And Then the C.H.U.D.S. Came
5 Mike Morowaitz, the Fantasy Fuck
6 Nurse, Would You Please Prep the Patient for Sexual Doctor
7 I Don't Give a Shit About Wood, I'm Not a Chemist
8 Pants, Meet Shit
9 Damn Those Blood Suckers and Their Good Qualities
10 The Ghost with the Most
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