Lyrics The Grinch

Clay Devils:

Hey now
I talk to spiders
I think talking keeps me sane
I hear voices from nowhere
And this is what they say...
All alone
The old man sits and whispers
All alone
'Cuz they think he's lost his mind
Doesn't care any longer
Caring is waste of time
Not my eyes
Look at them now, it seems they have changed somehow
Out of time
Look at his face, so scarred by age
And time will tell
If this madman sees another day
To weave another tale-
Once I was
Now I am
The only one who understands
Now I am
Once I was-
A million mouths
A madding crowd
Deep inside the tumult spreads
I'm taking notes in a nightmare
Can't find my way 

Downtide:

Colors blind my eyes & angels stifle my cries
I feel so light, can't fight
Sinking down, sinking down...
The tide rolls, the tide rolls on
An endless wave of shit
Another trend like another diseased
Monster is spawned
We're it's creators and soon
We'll all be consumed by it (buy it)
All that seems or seems or seems to be
Is nothing but a dream within a dream
Come join the drowntide 

Mother Magdalene:

My head bowed down
As I walked through the projects
Sirens till ringing in my ears
Heavy of heart
'Till something twitched in the gutter
An angel lay there soaked in her own
And she spoke...
She said, "My name is Mary"
She asked me if I'd like to take her home
A glass eye and a toothless grin
She took my hand and led me to salvation

My Valentine:

Still can't remember
How it started
I know the fire burned till dawn
Innuendoes
Accusations
Feelings denied too long
Can't ever wash away
The memory
Of the way she looked at me
A million poisons
Seems like a million years
But the stains never come clean
I'll never shake those
Echoes of
The words that numbed my soul
We spoke of lies and ugly truth
Until I finally lost control
I raised my fist
She said
"You wouldn't dare"
So I showed her she was wrong
That's when I saw
The face of true love
She said, "Ooh babe this really turns me on...
Won't you-
Be my Valentine
Be my Valentine
Be my Valentine
Be my Valentine
This one last time"

No Mouth To Scream:

I just had no head, it had no wings
And when I woke that bird was me
They came and ripped my tongue from me
They came and stripped the flesh from me
They came and ripped my tongue from me
I have no mouth and I must scream
Probing my brain to see what scares me
What horrors there could be
Unconscious, nowhere left to hide
Trapped: Dreaming inside
Programmed for abject misery
The subject's changed radically
Laughing contorted faces leer and scream
No way to stop them coming
There are no more tears to cry
They look into mirrored eyes
Torment in the images I reflect
Fear is just a concept
I just had another dream
Saw a bird fly upon mended wings
It flew so high if flew so free
If I closed my eyes I could hear it sing

Obelisk:

I stood alone in a sea of blackness
Built a place where my pain might rest
A monument to all my futures wasted
A tribute to all the ships I missed
Eats away from the inside
Never lets me be
Locked the doors behind myself
And then I lost the key

Sleepwalking:

She felt a pinprick and opened her eyes
She felt a pinprick and opened her eyes
Awake now she wonders what day it is
Shields the eyes from the glare of the light
Alone in the gloom her room
The precious haze lifting up from her head
She wracks her brain for some scraps of memory
Just to know if she is alive or dead
She's alive
Alive
And sometimes when her mind has cleared
She'll look into the mirror
Asks herself who is that, and who cares?
Who cares?
She felt a pinprick and opened her eyes
She felt a pinprick and opened her eyes
Another day slips away looking for a fix
Another foot steps away across the line
Back in the gloom of her tomb
Sheds a tear looking back on her life
Cooks a spoonful of death in a waking dream
No one's there when she whispers goodnight
Goodnight

Snakes And Ladders:

Breathe
And let the bad air in
Flesh gone numb down the bone
Like stone
But moving fast as thought
Trip from a bed of pain to the unknown
Arise
Beneath a different sky
The new sun beats down a blue -black glow
A rush
Like no one's ever felt
Until my senses begin to overload...
Shock
In the flesh again
Gone for a spilt second
Back feeling somehow changed
Flushed with new sensations
On this path I climb
Descending, ascending
Up out of my body...or mind?
Higher and higher
Climbing rung by rung
Dropping further and harder
Now

The conqueror Worms:

Choke the throats that scream no more
Deny
Break the hand that have their fingers pointing towards
Deny
Spill the brain of the minds that know too much
Deny
You use the dissent you've created as a crutch
You typify the lies you portray
You deny
Your hand feeds the mouths of gold
Deny
Your black lips part and another deal's closed
Deny
Deny
Buy another
Sell another
While we're smothered

Where Are You Christmas:

Where are you Christmas 
Why can't I find you 
Why have you gone away--
Where is the laughter 
You used to bring me 
Why can't I hear music play 

My world is changing 
I'm rearranging 
Does that mean Christmas changes too 

Where are you Christmas 
Do you remember 
The one you used to know 
I'm not the same one 
See what the time's done 
Is that why you have let me go 

Christmas is here 
Everywhere, oh 
Christmas is here 
If you care, oh 

If there is love in, your heart and your mind 
You will feel like Christmas all the time 

I feel you Christmas 
I know I've found you 
You never fade away 
The joy of Christmas 
Stays here in silence 
Fills each and every heart with love 

Where are you Christmas 
Fills your heart with love

Where Are You Christmas?

Where are you Christmas
Why cant I find you
Why have you gone away?

My world is changing, 
I'm rearranging,
does that mean christmas changes too?

Where are you christmas?
Do you remember
The girl you used you know?
you and I were so carefree,
now nothing's easy,
Did Christmas change?

Or just me?

You're A Mean One Mr. Grinch:

You’re a mean one Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
And as charming as an eel,
Mr. Grinch!
You're a bad banana,
With a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch!
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders.
You've got garlic in your soul,
Mr. Grinch!
I wouldn't touch you
With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch!
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile,
Mr. Grinch!
Given the choice between the two of you,
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch!
You're a nasty, wasty skunk!
Your heart is full of unwashed socks.
Your soul is full of gunk,
Mr. Grinch!
The three words that best describe you
Are as follows, and I quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk!"
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch!
You're the king of sinful sots!
Your heart's a dead tomato,
Splotched with moldy, purple spots,
Mr. Grinch!
Your soul is an apalling dump-heap,
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled-up in tangled-up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch!
With a nauseous super naus!
You're a crooked jerky jockey,
And you drive a crooked hoss,
Mr. Grinch!
You're a three-decker sauerkraut
and toadstool sandwich,
With arsenic sauce!

Your A Mean One Mr. Grinch:

You're a mean one Mr Grinch
You really are a heel
You’re as cuddly as a cactus
You're as charming as an eel
Mr. Grinch
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel

You're a monster Mr. Grinch
Your Hearts an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders
You’ve got garlic in your soul Mr. Grinch
I wouldn’t touch you with a 
39 and a half Foot pole

You’re a vile one Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile
Mr. Grinch
Given the choice between the two of you
I’d take the a seasick crocodile

You’re a foul one Mr. Grinch
You’re a nasty wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks,
Your soul is full of gunk 
Mr. Grinch

The 3 words that best describe you, are as follows, and I quote
Stink, Stank, Stonk

You’re a rotter Mr. Grinch
You’re the king of sinful sots
Your hearts a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots
Mr. Grinch

Your sole is an appalling dump heap 
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of deplorable rubbish
Imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super naus
You’re a crooked jerky jockey and,
you drive a crooked horse
Mr. Grinch

You’re a 3 Decker sour kraut and toad stool sandwich 
With arsenic sauce!