Hitler and Napoleon
fought thirty years
to have her hand
put her hands
thy will be done;
Disney magic,
Kingdom Come
after all we've won, is this the state we are reduced to?
it might make you sick at first, it takes some getting used to
her nails are polished but her hands are tied:
"you may kiss the bride"
cold: his hand
the secret show, the little dame*
and when we bomb the foreign towns
will she smile upside down?
walk with her through aisles strewn with cigarettes & needles
in the face of this devotion we are merely equals.
take her in your arm like cyanide
a long black car is parked outside
to take away the bride
a tisket, a tasket
a green and yellow basket
a tisket, a tasket
a green and yellow basket
attract it, attack it
strike first and ask it after
attract it, attack it
strike first and ask it after
in the ruins of this Brave New World we have uncovered
remains the vestige of the bride who stood aghast and wondered
"who'd have thought we'd lose this easy fight?"
it seems she's sleeping, but her eyes are wide
won't someone wake the bride?
What's the use of wond'rin'
If he's good or if he's bad
Or if you like the way he wears his hat
Oh, what's the use of wond'rin'
If he's good or if he's bad
He's your fella, and you love him
That's all there is to that
Common sense may tell you
That the ending will be sad
And now's the time to break and run away
But what's the use of wond'rin'
If the ending will be sad
He's your fella, and you love him
There's nothing more to say
Something made him the way that he is
Whether he's false or true
And something gave him the things that are his
One of those things is you
So when he wants your kisses
You'll give them to the lad
And anywhere he leads you, you will walk
And any time he needs you
You'll go running there like mad
You're his girl, and he's your fella
Hearts on a string
Like an older fashioned phone can
Bang bringy bring and you think you're gonna get some
Thing you can bring to a party at your wake not
Thinking of the thing that you pay back when you take it
Take it, like rats in a cage
Pushed the button got the shock trick
Stickers in your bag
Had your number but I lost it
Bets are all off, you're a little lilly giver
Indie in the hidden cost, you're a sucker and you win it
Doesn't matter if you want it back,
You've given it away, you've given it away
It doesn't matter if you want it back,
You've given it away away away away away away
He's already on the outskirts
I'm still pulling at his sweatshit
He says "Fate is not a factor"
I'm in love with every actor.
So, once when you're gone and I wanna do it backwards
Just like the song, we're addicted to the L word
Up past your head, down your back, around your ankles
Ready for attack, you're obsessioned and then strangled
Cringe like you're cursed
With your wreckingbally necklace
I saw it first and I crushed it with my hamfist
High for the contest, who's the better nazi
Eye to eye to eye, now I'm blind and you can catch me
Catch me if you can, if you can, if you can, if you can.
It doesn't matter if you want it back
You've given it away, you've given it away
It doesn't matter if you want it back
You've given it away, you've given it away
It doesn't matter if you want it back
You've given it away, you've given it away
It doesn't matter if you want it back
You've given it away, away, away, away, away
He's already on the outskirts,
I'm still pulling at his sweatshirt
He says "Fate is not a factor"
I'm in love with every actor.
He's already on the outskirts,
I'm still pulling at his sweatshirt
He says "Fate is not a factor"
I will let you go if you would let some
I will let you go if you would let somebody
I will let you go if you would let somebody love you
I will let you go if you would let somebody love you like
I will let you go if you would let somebody love you like I do.
Get on with it put off the fuss you chickenshit
get on with it can't you see its time to quit
I seen three men hangin' from a sycamore
their bodies were stiff as a two by four
and their heads were tilted down towards the ground
and it ain't been long since they been up there
that their bodies turned cold hangin' in that air
and they might have froze before that noose got to them
Get on with it put off the fuss you chickenshit
get on with it can't you see its time to quit
old scratch has dealt us a dirty hand
he had the look of a saint but the greed of a man
and his face was worn and wrinkled like a leather book
and if i put this revolver to my head
will god turn against me instead of taking pity on a broken man?
Oooah, oooah,
Oooah, oooah,
Oooah, oooah,
Oooah...
[Now I lay me down to sleep... ! ]
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?
{{Knowing what's the price of me/leave?}}
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?
Do you wanna smoke till our throats are sore?
Make out and then talk and then make out some more?
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you get drunk and stay the night?
Do you wanna know all the things I do
Where I'm all alone and thinking about you?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do it!
Do you wanna go back home?
Your animals are all alone
And there's a chicken waiting on the stove
And your cousin left his DVD of "Swinging In The 70s"
And do you wanna go back home?
Check your messages and charge your phone
Oh are you, really sure you wanna go?
When you could do it with a rock star, do it with a rock star?
Wait, wait, wait!
I'll be fine in a minute
Oh, oh oh
Wait, wait, wait!
I'll be fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
I don't want your body just a part to listen to INXS
All the practice in the world
Won't get me good at loneliness-less
Loneliness-less, loneliness-less-less-less-less
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?
Do you want to see all my cavities?
Talk about the crisis in the Middle East?
Do you wanna get really terrified?
Th'icecaps are all melting and we're gonna die
Do you wanna cry?
I can make you cry
Do you wanna hit me baby one more time?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do it!
Do you wanna go back home?
Your animals are all alone
And there's a chicken waiting on the stove
And your cousin left his DVD of "Swinging In The 70s"
And do you wanna go back home?
Check your messages and charge your phone
Oh are you, really sure you wanna go?
When you could do it with a rock star, do it with a rock star?
Wait, wait, wait!
I'll be fine in a minute
Oh, oh oh
Wait, wait, wait!
I'll be fine in a minute
Wait, wait, wait! (Do you wanna go back home?)
I'll be fine in a minute
Oh, oh oh
Wait, wait, wait! (Do you wanna go back home?)
I'll be fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
Oh what a noble distinguished collection of fine little friends you have made
hitting the tables without you again no we'll wait no we promise we'll wait
June makes these excellent sewing machines out of common industrial waste
she spends a few months at a time on the couch
but she's safe she wears shades she wears shades
oh but no one can stare at the wall as good as you my baby doll
and you're aces for coming along
you're almost human after all
and you're learning that just 'cause they call themselves friends
doesn't mean they'll call
they made the comment in jest
but you've got the needle I guess that's the point of it all
maybe a week in the tropics would help to remind you how nice life can be
we propped you right up in a chair on a deck with a beautiful view of the sea
but a couple weeks later we came back and you and the chair were nowhere to be seen
you had magically moved to the closet eyes fixed to the place where the dryer had been
oh but no one can stare at the wall as good as you my baby doll
and you're aces for coming along
you're almost human after all
why on earth would I keep you locked up in here where you so love the fall
well the patterns laid out on the bed
with dozens of colors of thread
but you've got the needle I guess that's the point in the end
it's better to waste the day watching the scenery change at a comatose rate
than to put yourself in and turn into one of those cigarette ads that you hate
and while you were sleeping some men came around and said they had some dementions to take
i'm not sure what they were talking about but they sure a mess of your face
but still no one can stare at the wall as good as you my baby doll
and you're aces for playing along
you're almost human even now
and just cause they call themselves experts it doesn't mean sweet fuck all
oh they've got the permanent price and the homes with a stable address
and they've got excitement and life by the fistful
Now we're going to play a game
that's lots of lots of fun
i learned it from my auntie
who learned it from my uncle
my uncle has a secret job
in washington dc
something fancy
with the government
i hear he knows the president
first you line up in a row
and count "eeny miney moe"
there are guards
and there are prisoners
and this is how it goes
(key change!)
1,2,3
you are free
and the rest must come with me
who are you
are you a witch
no you are a terrorist
if you think that you aren't
you can tell us who you are
but if you are not on the list
then you are a terrorist
and the terrorists get totured
even if no proff exists
because we can't take any risks
and the terrorists get ordered
to get back in line
so we can play the game a second time
if you're just a pacifist of some kind of activist
then you are a terrorist
why it says so on the list
if you're a writer or artist
or a lover facticist
then you are a terrorist
'cause it says so on the list
and the terrorists get tortured
whether or not they want to play
because they're guilty anyway
and the terrorists get murdered
unless the terrorists insists he is not a terrorist
but we can't find you on the list
are you a doctor or a priest
i'm a right-wing journalist
so you are a terrorist
if you're a fat capitalist
or a neo-nazi facist
we can find you on the list
and you're not a terrorists
isn't this an easy game
anyone can play it
people of all ages
genders, creeds,(?) and races
play it with a couple or a giant group
entire continents can play
the rules don't change they stay the same
but once the game is done
and someone's won
there is a variation that is almost just as fun
1,2,3
come with me
and the terrorists are free
if you lose and get left over
then you are a sympathizer
if you are a singer-songwriter
or a union-organizer
bet your bottom-dollar
you will be a sympathizer
and the sympathizers must be punished
even worse than terrorists
as an example for the kids
sympathizers must be banished
so to find out which is which we must refer back to the list
if you're a church administrator or a corporate stockholder
or a nuclear arms maker you are not a sympathizer
if you're not a sympathizer
be a terrorist, okay
you have to be one or the other
I wouldn't kill to win a war
I don't get what they do it for
It's all so terribly vague
I see the pictures from a thousand years of battle
And I think it's such a bore
I walk New Orleans with a knife
Like Mackie hidden out of sight
But I'd be useless if they jumped
I'm really not the killing type
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm not the killing type
I'm not the killing type
I'm not, I'm not
I'm not the killing type, I'm not
I've got a picture of your mum
Before the war when she was young
She's got an etching to her right
I think it's funny that she's looking to the left
And it's her son
I wouldn't kill to get you back
And I've officially been asked
I couldn't kill to save a life
I'd rather a die a peaceful piece of shit-bait
Shame-filled coward
Thanks
I'm not the killing type
I'm not the killing type
I'm not, I'm not
I'm not the killing type, I'm not
But I would kill to make you feel
I don't mean kill someone for real
I couldn't do that, it is wrong
But I can say it in a song, a song, a song
And I'm saying it now
I'm saying it so
Even if you never hear this song
Somebody else would know
I'm saying it now
I'm saying it so
Even if you never hear this song
Somebody else will know, know, know, know
I just can't explain how good it feels
I just can't explain how good it feels
I just can't explain how good it feels
I just can't describe
I once stepped on a dying bird
It was a mercy killing
I couldn't sleep for a week
I kept feeling it's breaking bones
I heard that if you see a star at night
And the conditions are just right
And you are standing on a cliff
Then you can close your eyes
And make a wish and take a step
And change somebody's life
I'm not the killing type
I'm not the killing type
I'm not, I'm not
I'm not the killing type, I'm not
But I would kill to make you feel
I'd kill to move your face an inch
I see you staring into space
I wanna stick my fist into your mouth
And twist your Arctic heart
Yes, I would kill to make you feel
I don't mean kill someone for real
I couldn't do that, it is wrong
But I can say it in a song, a song, a song
And I'm saying it now
I'm saying it so
Even if you never hear this song
Somebody else would know
I'm saying it now
I'm saying it so
Even if you never hear this song
Somebody else will know, know, know, know
I just can't explain how good it feels
I just can't explain how good it feels
I just can't explain how good it feels
I just can't describe-ibe-ibe-ibe
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Is it enough to have some love
small enough to slip inside a book
small enough to cover with your hand
because everyone around you wants to look
it is enough to have some love
small enough to slip inside the cracks
the pieces don’t fit together so good
with all the breaking and all the gluing back
and i am still not getting what i want
i want to touch the back of your right arm
i wish you could remind me who i was
because every day I’m a little further off
but you are, my love, the astronaut
flying in the face of science
i will gladly stay an afterthought
just bring back some nice reminders
and is it getting harder to pretend
that life goes on without you in the wake
and can you see the means without the end
in the random frantic action that we take
and is it getting easy not to care
despite the many rings around your name
it isn’t funny and it isn’t fair
you’ve traveled all this way and it’s the same
but you are, my love, the astronaut
flying in the face of science
i will gladly stay an afterthought
just bring back some nice reminders
and i would tell them anything to see you split the evening
but as you see i do not have an awful lot to tell
everybody’s sick for something that they can find fascinating
everyone but you and even you aren’t feeling well
but you are, my love, the astronaut
flying in the face of science
i will gladly stay an afterthought
just bring back some nice reminders
yes you are, my love, the astronaut
crashing in the name of science
just my luck they sent your upper half
it’s a very nice reminder
it’s a very nice reminder
and you may be acquainted with the night
but I have seen the darkness in the day
and you must know it is a terrifying sight
When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh
She's running out again
She's running out
She run run run run...
run... run...
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
A peculiar thing happened to me this morning,
Just as I reached into my pocket to find it empty of any ?????
I saw two broken twigs on the ground,
shapped like the greek letters F & S,
F and S, helium, F & S,
These are the chemical symbols for Iron & sulfur
It was a sign I'm sure for me to make gold from these two elements,
I've been working all day over these hellish flames.
____________________________________________
Locked in his bedroom
He saw the world
A web of answers
And cumshot girls
Tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick
Don't bother blaming
His games and guns
He's only playing
And boys just want to have fun
He picked a soundtrack
And packed his bag
He hung his walkman
Around his neck
Tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick
It's so simple
The way they fall
No cry, no whimper
No sound at all
Tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick
There is a boy in a band
Who is friends with my
French teacher's stepson, Sebastian
A very nice gentleman
He seems to know me
But I can't remember him
Good god, forgive me
I'm out of my element
And I can't seem to keep them all straight
I've forgotten which people I like and which people I hate
And I'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
"Hey, bitch, your wish is my command
Just smile and nod, we'll under"
Standing in front of the sink
I'm pretending to wink
At pretend paparazzi
Who hide in the chemicals
From every locket, behind every curtain
Their lenses ensure that
I look lost in thought
Yet approachable
And I can't seem to keep them all straight
I've forgotten which ones I should skip and which ones I should take
And I'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
"Hey, bitch, don't quit, you're almost dead
Don't give up now, make friends instead
Of going out, go home instead
Of getting dressed, go back to bed"
There is a voice on the phone
Who's convinced I'm alone
And I've called 'cause I'm greedy
And looking for sympathy
He seems to like me
But I can't relate
I would like to get closer
But Christ, all the time it takes
And I can't seem to keep myself straight
I've forgotten which habits to hide and which habits to fake
And I'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
"Hey, bitch, nice tits, you're broke, but then
You're rich in love, you're great in bed
You'll see the world, you'll knock them dead
And all the thick books that you've read
What is past...
What is past...
what is past...
Monachial dreams and a puddle of light
And a red little girl's at the top of a slide
And an an orange old man at the bottom
Wants to take her for a ride
As she slips and she tumbles the orange man mumbles
Pennies fall out of the sky
She could say that her dream's the american one
But she'd know it was a lie
She's a third the down and her skirts are yanked up
And her little girl cheeks start to wrinkle
But her smile is white and her legs are spread wider
Her hair growing long
And her hips
Getting larger
Past
Getting brighter
Light
Growing weaker
She is halfway down now but the man is impatient
He tugs at his watchchain
Today he'll be late
But she's coming
She's coming
She's coming
Who taught the fingers
The fingers of the little girl
Who taught the fingers
Of the little girl on the swingset
As she starts to draw nearer the view becomes clearer
The splinters are painful but she doesn't feel it
The pennies were loaded and as they exploded
She starts to spin out of control
Her eyes are now closing
Her sleeves are unrolling
Up past her head
And her veins are all showing
Not that she noticed
Her senses are focuses on
One old man who's laughing
Who's laughing
Who's laughing
Don't worry, I've got you
Don't worry, I've got you
Don't worry, I've got you
Don't worry, I've got you
The orangeman got you
What is past...
What is past...
Michael Rennie was ill
The Day the Earth Stood Still
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there
In silver underwear
Claude Rains was The Invisible Man
Then something went wrong
For Fay Wray and King Kong
They got caught in a celluloid jam
Then at a deadly pace
It Came From Outer Space
And this is how the message ran...
Science fiction (ooh ooh ooh) double feature
Doctor X (ooh ooh ooh) will build a creature
See androids fighting (ooh ooh ooh) Brad and Janet
Anne Francis stars in (ooh ooh ooh) Forbidden Planet
Wo oh oh oh oh oh
At the late night, double feature, picture show
I knew Leo G. Carroll
Was over a barrel
When Tarantula took to the hills
And I really got hot
When I saw Janette Scott
Fight a Triffid that spits poison and kills
Dana Andrews said prunes
Gave him the runes
And passing them used lots of skills
But When Worlds Collide
Said George Pal to his bride
I'm gonna give you some terrible thrills
Like a...
Science fiction (ooh ooh ooh) double feature
Doctor X (ooh ooh ooh) will build a creature
See androids fighting (ooh ooh ooh) Brad and Janet
Anne Francis stars in (ooh ooh ooh) Forbidden Planet
Wo oh oh oh oh oh
At the late night, double feature, picture show
I wanna go - Oh oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
By R.K.O. - Wo oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
In the back row - Oh oh oh oh
I tried to fall in it again
My friends took bets and disappeared
They mime their sighing violins
I think I'll wait another year
I want my chest pressed to your chest
My nervous systems interfere
Ten or eleven months at best
I think I'll wait another year
This weather turns my tricks to rust
I am a lousy engineer
The winter makes things hard enough
I think I'll wait another year
Plus I'm only 26 years old
My grandma died in '83
That's lots of time if I don't smoke
I think I'll wait another year
I'm not as callous as you think
I barely breathe when you are near
It's not as bad when I don't drink
I think I'll wait another year
I have my new Bill Hicks CD
I have my friends and my career
I'm getting smaller by degrees
You said you'd help me disappear
But that could take forever
I think I'll wait another year
It'll be the best year ever
I think I'll wait another year
Can't we just wait together?
You bring the smokes
I'll bring the beer
And the last thing I'd recall
Her body standing on the stove
Sandy wiping her grey eyes
I was pleased and frightened
To see a grownup woman cry
She blamed her housemaid for her mind
But I think that they all knew it had to happen some time
I had rushed home from school
To see my favorite show
And as it happened, it was deadly cold that day
And as I peeled my mittens frozen to my wrists with snow
I swore I heard a voice come from the living room
And say:
"Oh...God
Oh...God
Oh...well..."
And when I peered into that room
My little afternoon took sick
Sandy hanging from the light
Her Levis wrapped around her neck
It was a sight to see
Old Sandy finally seeing me
And though she couldn't speak
I had a sinking feeling that she would have said:
"Oh, darling....more mascara"
She looked so peaceful in the air
The lightbulb shining in her hair
Her face was free
It frightened me
She looked happy
I guess she found the difference
And I thought about the joke
Where the man keeps up his rotting wife
She had maggots in her mouth
I wonder if what she thought right now
And then the car drove up
And then the car drove up
And I remember sleeping
And I remember sleeping...
And they wrapped her up and drove away
And now I have this crazy fantasy...
My friend has problems with winter & autumn.
They give him prescriptions, they shine bright lights on him.
They say it's genetic, they say he can't help it, they say you can catch it - but sometimes you're born with it.
My friend has plight, he gets shakes in the night & they say that there's no way that they could have caught it in time takes its toll on him.
It is traditional.
It is inherited.
Predisposition-
All day I've been wondering what is inside of me, who can I blame for it?
I say it runs in the family
This family that carries me to such great lengths to open my legs up to anyone who'll have me. It runs in the family, I come by it honestly, do what you want cuz who knows it might fill me up
me up x8
fill me up
me up x7
My friend's depressed she's a wreck, she's a mess.
They've done all sorts of tests & they guess it has something to do with her grandmother's grandfather's grandmother civil-war soldiers who probably infected her.
My friend has maladies, shrickets, and allergies that she dates back to the 17th century.
Somehow she manages (breath) in her misery.
Strips in the city and shares all her best tricks with me, well, Im well, well, I mean Im in hell, Well,I still have my health at least thats what they tell me.
If wellness is this what in hells name is sickness?
But business is business and business runs in the family.
We tend to bruise easily.
Bad in the blood.
I'm telling you cuz I just want you to know me - know me & my family.
We're wonderful folks, but don't get to close to me cuz you might knock me up
me up x8
knock me up
me up x7
Mary have mercy now look what I've done but don't blame me because I can't help where I come from and
running is something that we've always done well & mostly I can't even tell what I'm running from.
Run from their pity, from responsibility.
Run from the country & run from the city-
I can run from the law, I can run from myself.
I can run from my life, I can run into debt.
I can run from it all, I can run til I'm gone.
I can run for the office & run for my cause.
I can run using every last ounce of energy.
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot run from my family.
They're hiding inside of me.
Corpses on ice. Come in if you like but
just don't tell my family.
They'll never forgive me.
They'd say that I'm crazy.
But they would say anything if it would shut me up......Shut me up.....Shut me up
me up x8
Shut me up
I’ve been pro-vanity since I was ten.
I picture altars in past the shutters-den
Baby bottle didn’t choke
there were no cherry lollipops, cherry lip smacker and I got off
Marry money, have a child, keep it pretty ugly as you eat sushi and
drink cocktails.
And I’m sick of your smile
And I’m sick of your cake
And I’m sick of your meaningless blather
And I’m sick of your hair
And I wish it weren’t there
Maybe some night i’ll visit you sleeping
There is no place I would rather be killed
Than in my own backyard
On my own propane grill
And lolly didn't stop the little melancholy absence and I felt high so I
ripped it off
Many prizes can reward a child for good behavior
But you should be wary of those that involve drugs
And I'm sick when I breathe
And I wish you would leave
At the very least have an abortion
I don’t mean to damn life
I just don't think it’s right
For a woman to breed for attention
I’ve been pro-vanity since I could know
No one will ever care to see what I don’t show
And momma didn’t lock and load it
Secretly we see
Could see a letter and withstood the shock
Oh my daddy felt I knew and consequently
Took control and took over the hope that was you
And I’m sick of myself
And I wish you could help
If you want to you can pull out the ladder
Oh, and it sounds so indulgent
Amazing i’ve managed
To keep you engaged for just four fucking minutes
And maybe you’d be happy
You wanted
That's what you get for wanting
You got it
That's what you get for getting
Forgotten
You're gardening a rotting bed
Of raygun-era icons
Let's start it
Let's start it
From the minute you felt it
You felt it like a prison
A panic, you felt it
Like that coffee scene
From Moscow on the Hudson
Be honest
It's not as if you're happy about it
It's not as if you're animatronic
It's not as if you couldn't
Cry out any time you wanted
Olly olly oxen free
All the people you will never be
Olly olly oxen free
Olly olly olly olly
Olly olly olly olly
Fate
You call it
You color it
The color you want it
You carpet it
That's awful convenient
You paint yourself a nice white room
With stripes and matching curtains
You forfeit
You cannot build a river across it
You cannot hold your own heart hostage
You do not have the strength
To gag yourself in every closet
The wrong place, wrong mind
Timing's always bad
You're such a sad case
Misplaced renaissance
Inventor of a worldwide
Heartbreak, taking it in stride
'Cause you're an expert
Aren't you?
Aren't you just a dime a dozen?
Murderous monosyllabic moron
With no sense of purpose
Working on your songs all night
To justify your worthlessness
To anyone who's watching
If they only saw your alter egos
Pretty in the shop windows
Where you got auctioned hours ago
Olly olly oxen free
All the people you will never be
Olly olly oxen free
Olly olly olly olly
Higher than the king can
See no evil, hear no evil
Capture me and throw the key
See no evil, hear no evil
Capture me and throw the key away
Throw the key away
It's over
You're lying in a coffin of clutter
Your father and your sister, your drummer
Are sorting through your Soft Cell tapes
And lifesaver collection, and you wonder
You wonder if you could've done better
You wonder if you should've surrendered
Before you learned that
Nobody actually wants a fucking martyr
Didn't you, didn't you, didn't
Didn't you see?
Didn't you, didn't you, didn't
Didn't you see?
Didn't you, didn't you, you didn't
You didn't see me
Didn't you, didn't you, you didn't
You didn't see me
Olly olly oxen free
All the people you will never be
Olly olly oxen free
Olly olly olly olly
Higher than the king can
See no evil, hear no evil
Capture me and throw the key
See no evil, hear no evil
Capture me and throw the key away
Throw the key away
When I got to the party they gave me a 40
And I must have been thirsty cuz I drank it so quickly
When I got to the bedroom, there was somebody waiting
And it isnt my fault that that barbarian raped me
When I went to get tested I brought aling my best friend Melissa Mahoney who had once been molested
And she knew how to get there, she knew all the nurses
They were all really friendly but the test came up positive
Oh oh Ive seen better days but I dont care
Oh I just sent a letter in the mail
When I got my abortion I brought along my boyfriend
We got there an hour before the appointment
And outside the building were all these annoying fundamentalist christians
we tried to ignore them
Oh oh ive had better days but I dont care
Oasis got my letter in the mail
When vacation was over, the word was all over
That I was a crack whore, Melissa had told them
So now, we're not talking except we have tickets
To see Blur in October and I think we're still going
Oh oh I've seen better days but I dont care
Oh I just got a letter in the mail
Oasis sent a photograph
Its owning up to everything malicious
A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired and unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent silence
This is my final fit, my final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please
Such a pretty house and such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb
Mother do you think they'll like this song
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls
Oo-ah, Mother should I build a wall
Mother should I run for president
Mother should I trust the government
Mother will they put me in the firing line
Oo-ah, is it just a waste of time
Hush now baby, baby don't you cry
Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true
Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you
Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing
She won't let you fly but she might let you sing
Mama's gonna keep baby cozy and warm
Oo, babe, oo babe, oo babe
Of course mama's gonna help build the wall
Mother do you think she's good enough for me
Mother do you think she's dangerous to me
Mother will she tear your little boy apart
Oo-ah, Mother will she break my heart
Hush now baby, baby don't you cry
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through
Mama's gonna wait up till you get in
Mama will always find out where you've been
Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean
Oo, babe, oo babe oo babe
You'll always be a baby to me
I never met a lady quite as pretty as Melody Dean
And when I laid my head down on her heart
It beated out your name
And so I had to listen to her heartbeat
Several hundred times
And she was very nice about it
Held my hand and didn't mind
I never put my foot in the same river twice
I don't like getting wet
You take the good
You take the bad
You take it all
And that is all you get
The fact is you would rather I be lonely
In a bathtub with a book
The fact is you would rather I stop pining
On our pictures from New York
New York, New York, New York
But I get torn to pieces
For the Stupidest reasons
All I want's to love the one I'm with
Just like the song says
I don't like picking sides
I don't like sticking my Cherona in a box
I like to spread her out on different crackers, yeah
I like the way she looks
And when I go to bed at night
With Melody undressing in my head
To go to sleep
You know I would rather be undressing you instead
Instead, instead, instead
I never met a lady quite as pretty as Melody Dean
And even though I know you are
A little bit angry with me
You know that it is you I love
And you know I want to get me off
But you can only do that if you're here
And right now you're not
I never met a lady quite as pretty as Melody Dean
And even though I know you are
A little bit angry with me
You know that it is you I love
And you know I want to get me off
But you can only do that if you're here
And right now you're not
I never cross the Continental Divide
Without thinking about you
I am a tree that's carved with her name
She is a warrior tattoo
And the fact is you're selective
About what you can remember for a start
The fact is you're just as jealous as all get out
We can do it in the dark
The dark, the dark, the dark
But I get torn to pieces for the stupidest reasons
All I want's to love the one I'm with
Like Stephen Stills says
I never met a lady quite as pretty as Melody Dean
And even though I know you are
A little bit angry with me
You know that it is you I love
And you know I want to get me off
But you can only do that if you're here
And right now you're not
I never met a lady quite as pretty as Melody Dean
And even though I know you are
A little bit angry with me
You know that it is you I love
And you know I want to get me off
But you can only do that if you're here
And right now you're not
I never met a lady quite as pretty as Melody Dean
And even though I know you are
A little bit angry with me
You know that it is you I love
And you know I want to get me off
But you can only do that if you're here
And right now you're not
I never met a lady quite as pretty as Melody Dean
And even though I know you are
A little bit angry with me
You know that it is you I love
And you know I want to get me off
But you can only do that if you're here
Mary's surgeon
Called me urgent
Get down to ward
And take...my god!
Who would date me in the dark
And for this labor
I was savoured
Tender and braindead
It went to my head
And we kept our lives
If your mouth keeps going where your mind won't go
You don't want to choke so chew it slowly
Nibble the edges on the kitchen floor
If it suits your taste, taste some more
If youre worried that it's bitter like a barbie doll
Hold your nose and swallow it all
If youre worried that it's all gonna go to your hips
Roll it round your rosy lips
If youre worried that it's all gonna go to your thighs
Close your eyes for a big surprise....
And Mary's Surgeon
Called me certain
Brand new flavour
I can savour
Such pity for the part
Mary's running away where we can't find her
Far away from smells that would remind her
Her hometown has burned down
But you will look
Staring at your face reflected in the fetid water
What shadows will it cast today
Familiar smells of fresh decay
You wish that you could flush yourself away
Complicitly leave your mark
And Mary's surgeon
Called me urging
Lord God, save us
It's contagious
It's contagious
Featuring: The Young Punx
they don't play the song on the radio
they don't show the tits in the video
they don't know that we are the media
they don't know that we start the mania
i don't want to see but i'm making you
ass is off it's seat and i'm shaking you
walking down the street i'm the lady - ja
showing off my map of tasmania
soft and sweet and shape like a triangle!
some girls want no shape and they shave it all
i think sad it hurts with the stubble
walk in named look like an eight year old!
i say grow that shit like a jungle
give 'em something strong to hold onto
let it fly in the open wind
if it get too bushy you can trim
they don't play the song on the radio
they don't show the tits in the video
they don't know that we are the media
they don't know that we start the mania
i don't want to see but i'm making you
ass is off it's seat and i'm shaking you
walking down the street i'm the lady - ja
We watch you
Your expert double exes
It's just like you
To paint those whiter fences
It's so polite, it's so polite
It's offensive, it's offensive
It's so unright, it's so unright
It's a technical, accept it
But who needs love when there's Law And Order?
And who needs love when there's Southern Comfort?
And who needs love at all?
We stalk you
Your expert, double exes
We oxidized you in your sleep
There's no exit, there's no exit
You're on a roll, you're on a roll
No one gets it, no one gets it
Your honor, no, your honor
Can't you protect us? Protect us
But who needs love when there's Law And Order?
And who needs love when there's Southern Comfort?
And who needs love when the sandwiches are wicked
And they know you at the Mac Store?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm so excited
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, the blacks and beat kids
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm getting frightened
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Someday, someday Leeds United
La ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, da da, da, da
Da da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da da, da
Bugsy Malone came to carry you home
And they're taking you all to the doctor
Verbally vices, all sugary and spices
It's nice but it's not what I'm after
Sure, I admire you, sure, you inspire me
But you've been not getting back so
I'll wait at the Sainsbury's, counting my change
Making bank on the upcoming roster
And we'll stop you
Your expert double exes
Oh yeah, big stack hold of extra care
Two exes, oh, oh, oh
That never talking thing you do
Is effective, it's effective
And your shoulder's icy cold
Oh, than a death wish, than a death wish
But who needs love when there's Law And Order?
And who needs love when there's Dukes Of Hazzard?
And who needs love when the sandwiches are wicked
And they know you at the Mac Store?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm so excited
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The blacks and beat kids
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm so excited
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
When I think about Leeds United
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ouch, I'm getting frightened
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The blacks, the blacks, the blacks and beat kids
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's so exciting
Someday, someday, someday, someday
There’s the smell in the air, rubbbed from an ad in a magazine
There’s that lust in my eyes their hearts light up like TV screens
June is busting out all over
June is busting out all over
How could you look the way you do when we can do so much for you
A drug for eyes, a drug for hips, a drug to give you sweeter lips to kiss
A screw, a pull, a twist, the drug that makes you prettiest
June is busting out all over
June is busting out all over
It’s sad but true, you’ll be ignored - Unless you have a credit card
Imagine life fulfilled and fun you could be a model or just feel like one
Girls, the men are playing court, to us, girls are playing everything they ought
Because we’re beautifiers, face-destroyers, aunts, mothers, sisters, daughters
Buy it use it, feel it, let it, If you don’t, you’re ugly sad and tragic
An 85 step diet plan - You need to try to please that man
Your finger nails are red like claws - but it’s not for a worthy cause because
It’s june and busting out all over
June is busting out all over
The pain’s not bad, It’s something like a wet electric shock
But he’s your fella, And you love him
Who's in a bunker?
Who's in a bunker?
Women and children first
And the children first
And the children
I laugh until my head comes off
I swallow till I burst
Until I burst
Until I
Who's in a bunker?
Who's in a bunker?
I've seen too much
You haven't seen enough
You haven't seen it
I laugh until my head comes off
Women and children first
And children first
And children
Here I'm alive
Everything all of the time
Here I'm alive
Everything all of the time
Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both
Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Throw them in the fire
Throw them in the fire
Throw them in the
We're not scare mongering
This is really happening
Happening
We're not scare mongering
This is really happening
Happening
Mobiles quirking
Mobiles chirping
Take the money and run
Take the money and run
Take the money
Here I'm alive (background: and first and the children . . .)
Everything all of the time
Here I'm alive
Everything all of the time
Here I'm alive
Everything all of the time
Here I'm alive
Everything all of the time
Love of mine
Some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light
Or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school
As vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles brusied by a lady in black
And I held my toungue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
I Google you
Late at night when I don’t know what to do
I find photos you've forgotten you were in
Put up by your friends
I do, I Google you
When the day is done and everything is through
I read your journal that you kept that month in France
I’ve watched you dance
And I’m pleased your name is practically unique
It’s only you and a would-be PhD from Chesapeake
Who writes papers on the structure of the sun
I’ve read each one
I know that I should let you fade
But there's that box, and there’s your name
Somehow it never makes the pain grow less or fade or disappear
I think that I should save my soul
And I should crawl back in my hole
But it's too easy just to fold and type your name again, I fear
I Google you
When I'm all alone and don't know what to do
And each shred of information that I gather says you've got somebody new
And it really shouldn't matter
Ought to blow up my computer
But instead
I have to drive
I have my reasons, dear
Its cold outside
I hate the seasons here
I suffer mornings most of all
I feel so powerless and small
By ten oclock Im back in bed
Fighting the jury in my head
You learn to drive
Its only natural, dear
You drive all night
We havent slept in years
We suffer mornings most of all
We saw you lying in the road
We tried to dig a decent grave
But its still no way to behave
It is a delicate position
Spin the bottle
Pick the victim
Catch a tiger
Switch directions
If he hollers
Break his ankles
To protect him
Well have to drive
Theyre getting closer
Just get inside
Its almost over
We will save your brothers
We will save your cousins
We will drive them far away
From streets and lights
From all signs of bad mankind
We suffer mornings most of all
Wake up all bleary eyed and sore
Forgetting everything we saw
(Ill meet you in an hour
I cant get them up
I cant get them up
I cant get them up At all
Hey ho let go
good morning killer king youre a star
thats gorgeous hold it right where you are
the weathers kinda lousy today
so what oh what oh whatll we play?
stratcaster strapped to your back
It's semi-automatic like dads
he taught you how to pause and reset
but thats about as far as you get...
so whats the use of going outside?
it's so depressing when people die in real life
Id rather pick up right where we left
Making out to faces of death
Making out to faces of death
And i could save you baby But it isnt worth my time
And i could make you chase me for a little price is right
Its a hit but are you actually sure?
the targets in the crowd are a blur
people screaming just like they should
but you don't even know if you're good
you don't even know if you're good
so tie them up and feed them the sand
Ha! nigga! try hard to tell us using your hands
A pictures worth a million words
And that way nobody gets hurt
And that way nobody gets hurt
and I could save you baby but it isnt worth my time
and I could make you chase me for a little price is right....
Woo-ah-oo
Woo-ooh-ah-oo
Woo-ah ooh ah ohh ah oo
youre my guitar hero
youre my guitar hero
youre my guitar hero
youre my guitar hero
x marks the box in the hole in the ground that goes off at a breath
so careful dont make a sound
x marks the box in the hole in your head that you dug for yourself
now lie in it
shut up about all of that negative shit
you wanted to make it and now that youre in
you shut your eyes and flip the cassette
and thats about the time that they hit
and thats about the time that they hit
what the fuck is up with this shit?
Its certainly not worth getting upset
His hands are gone and most of his head
And just when he was getting so good...
just when he was getting so good...
and I could save you baby but it isnt worth my time
cos even if I saved you theres a million more in line
Woo-ah-oo
Woo-ooh-ah-oo
Woo-ah ooh ah ohh ah oo
youre my guitar hero
youre my guitar hero
youre my guitar hero
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake chinese rubber plant
In fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plants
Just to get rid of itself.
And it wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out.
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
And it wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out.
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love.
But I cant help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out.
And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted,
Wake... from your sleep
The drying of your tears
Today.. we escape
We escape.
Pack and get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before.. all hell.. breaks loose.
Breathe... keep breathing
Don't lose.. your nerve.
Breathe... keep breathing
I can't do this.. alone.
Sing us a song
A song to keep us warm
There's such a chill
Such a CHILL.
You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
Now we are one
In everlasting peace
We hope that you choke.. that you choke
We hope that you choke.. that you choke
The air is still
it's five o'clock
wet streamers from red walls
the rocks are thick
with dampened ashes
as the morning falls
a plastered laugh
shrieks echoing
cross-faded with a tortured snore
concluding groans of desperate sex
from every bolted door
one more glass of luke-warm wine
and one more fancy cigarette
she wraps a sheet
around her waist
this evening is not finished yet
everyone on valentine's got drunk enough to kiss her
tonight she will be satisfied with something if it kills her
she executes through broken glass of vomit touching dance
through slips of papers, names and numbers scrawled in drunken hands
sliding down the sticky stairwell lucky cinderella's hair
and somebody should notice her
some passed out prince beneath the chair
everyone on valentine's got drunk enough to kiss her
tonight she will be satisfied with something if it kills her
nothing's left except the stench
and bottles in the bar
she hangs the streamers
up again
turns on the disco ball
and sitting there
the day before
with all the patience in the world
she swears she won't
get up until
They pose symmetrical
Scattered through the Echo Hall
Works of art in pensive phase
With the worldy critics gaze
And there's a special one
Another convert to the throng
And maybe in her wildest dreams she is a human
But anyone with brains can see she is the new one
The artist uses short brush strokes just like the master
Wave the finished product in the air to dry it faster
Then they spray themselves with anti-tarnish ultragloss
It reduces flaking and this cramps(?) would come
WIth hanging on the cross
How to be a Happy Statue
Five easy tips in our next issue
Youmight have thought all hope was lost
But now the chance is yours - and for a reasonable cost
She does her face in Cubist fashion like the others
Tonight the curator protects them with blue covers
And what's the point of looking pretty with no audience?
And won't you find it sad that beauty's based on inexperience?
And as for her we heard she had a little accident
Someonetipped her over and her face received a fatal dent
So it's all over because who likes imperfection?
Her only hope is that it might become a fashion
See only certainty
Bargain hunting destiny
Maybe she'll redeem herself with mightiness from off the shelf
Thus concludes the story of the Echo Gallery
Visit any time to see the fools who sold themselves to slavery
How to be a Happy Statue
Five easy tips in our next issue
You might have thought all hope was lost
coin operated boy
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but i turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy
made of plastic and elastic
he is rugged and long-lasting
who could ever ever ask for more
love without complications galore
many shapes and weights to choose from
i will never leave my bedroom
i will never cry at night again
wrap my arms around him and pretend....
coin operated boy
all the other real ones that i destroy
cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll
never let him go and i'll never be alone
not with my coin operated boy......
this bridge was written to make you feel smittener
with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
can you extract me from my plastic fantasy
i didnt think so but im still convinceable
will you persist even after i bet you
a billion dollars that i'll never love you
will you persist even after i kiss you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying to prove it?
i'm dying to lose it...
i want it
i want you
i want a coin operated boy.
and if i had a star to wish on
for my life i cant imagine
any flesh and blood could be his match
i can even take him in the bath
coin operated boy
he may not be real experienced with girls
but i know he feels like a boy should feel
isnt that the point that is why i want a
coin operated boy
with his pretty coin operated voice
saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me
straight and to the point
that is why i want
you're not here tonight, but i trust that
you are safe and tight so i can sleep fast
the moon was at your side
it just hit the
sun is paralyzed
but i'm a savior
let me at him, i can fix it
just a quick one, nothing to it
just like tina, gypsy queen did
i can bring you back to life, kid
waking with a start, i remember
where you really are and how you got there
sight is all you've got, so i'll watch you
translate every thought
and i'll scream for you
shut the beds off, here's the password
dance around the dark, don't answer
cuff the masses, stuff their mouths full
make them see, it is so simple
who made all this mess? i did, i did
are you safe to touch? or will you hurt me?
there's no more to ask
you are dreaming
but until you're back
i'll keep screaming
shut the beds off, here's the password
dance around the dark, don't answer
cuff the masses, stuff their mouths full
make them learn it by example
tie the nurses to the doctors
make them have to see each other
they will fall in love completely
it's amazing, call me crazy
one look away and you're dead
we are so weak in the end
when you are able to breathe
i think that i'll still believe
love comes in moments like these
Why you always kickin' up the sand,
Always kickin' up the sand
God man you're angry and it makes my eyes hurt.
Why you always kickin' up the sand,
Kickin' up the sand,
You block your sister so the sunbeams miss her.
Why you always raggin' on the man,
Always raggin' on the man
It just makes you look like a sad-sack actor
Why you always raggin' on the man,
Raggin' on Some system you think killed him but you're so so backward
Why you gotta be like that?
You're never gonna bring him back
Big fish, little fish,
Fixin' in the dark
If I had one wish, just a wish,
Throw me in the water, 'cos I wanna be a bottomfeeder
Why you always hatin' on the cabs,
Always hatin' on the cabs,
Just means the cabs are coming that less faster.
Why you always hatin' on the cabs,
You shake your fist at God you ain't even noticing that they're all passin'
Why you gotta bitch about the band,
Bitch about the band,
You know he loved 'em and they kept him laughin'.
Why you gotta bitch about the band,
Bitch about the band,
You ain't even listening and man they're not askin'
Why you gotta be like that?
You're never gonna bring him back
Big fish, little fish,
Shootin' in the dark
If I had one wish, just a wish,
Throw me in the water, 'cos I wanna be a bottomfeeder
Wanna be a bottomfeeder
Why you always dyin' in the bath,
Always dyin' in the bath
Just makes me nervous that the lizard king kissed you.
Why you always dyin' in the bath
Dyin' in the bath
It's awful quiet and it makes me miss you
Why you gotta be like that?
You're never gonna bring him back
Big fish, little fish
Dying in the dark
If I had one wish, just a wish
Throw me in the water
'Cos the cabs ain't comin'
Yeah the sun's not shinin'
Yeah the bath keeps runnin'
Yeah it keeps on rainin'
But the band keeps playing
Yeah the band keeps playing
Yeah the band keeps playing
Bright, my little bluesboy
you smile too much
let's see a nice frown
don't touch so much
he made it look fun
what's done is done
I am so stupid
you are so young
and still i'd have to say
that now and then i'd cry to see your smile
still I have no reason
I have no rhyme
i'm out of your time
you're out of town
a difference not in years
but in the distance from a place that I look through
you cried for me twice
and I have hope, but not enough, no not enough
no not so little that
i'd dare to tie the rope
she lied for you twice
she doesn't like me
I understand but
she isn't nice
and I sat by the window
you wrote a story
you think i'm evil
I hope you're wrong
and still i felt a spark
when it's implied that I had been a good thing
once
i'm still dumb
but you're still young, but not enough, no not enough
no not so old that you could
Blake says no one ever really loved him
They just faked it to get money from the government
And Blake thinks angels grow when you plant angel dust
He shakes his head and blinks his pretty eyes
But trust me, he's no valentine
Though he said he would be mine
His heart is in Alaska all the time
Blake stays underwater for the most part
He collects loose change for all tomorrow's parties
And when Blake dates girls with tattoos of the pyramids
He breaks their hearts
By saying it's not permanent
But in his velvet mind
He believes with all his might
We'll all go to Alaska when we die
Blake makes friends but only for a minute
He prefers the things he orders from the internet
And Blake's been having trouble with his head again
He takes his pills
But never takes his medicine
He tells me that he's fine
And the sad thing is he's right
And when it's two o'clock it feels like nine
Blake says he is sorry he got through to me
If it's ok he'll call right back and talk to the machine
Blake says it looks like acid rain today
He takes the fish inside
He's very kind that way
But just like Caroline
He doesn't seem to mind
The globe is getting warmer all the time
It's still cold in Alaska
Your bicycle's chained to the fence outside
There's plenty of offers, but you won't ride
How you pedal in those is a miracle
A miracle
And you laugh at yourself
As you speed through the red lights
Oh, Berlin
Nobody knows where you've been
In the space where your brain and your heart collide
You're convinced there's a practical place that you can hide
And you laugh at the bellhop
Hysterical
Hysterical
With your bag full of dresses and butcher's knives
Oh, Berlin
Nobody know's where you've been
But they all look so ugly and mean when you're sober
You've auctioned away all your crimson and clover
And Ronny leaves lines out and lights up the curtain
You know what you're doing, you know it for certain
The last thing I saw, they were reading your rights
If you're going to go down, then you're going down fighting
As long as you're bent
And as long as they're watching
You're going to make rent
You go no other option
What?
Did you think you were worth my while?
Did you think I would cramp my style?
That if I had to say in it
That I'd sit here and bite my lip and listen
What?
What?
Do you think that I come off bored?
Paid a fortune to be ignored?
Did you think that I come here out
Of the goodness of my own heart?
To work in an assembly line of broken hearts?
Not supposed to fix them, only strip and sell the parts
It's hard to work
On an assembly line of broken hearts
Not supposed to fix them
Only strip them and sell the parts
Your bicycle's chained up to the fence outside
There's plenty of offers, but you won't ride
How you pedal in those is a miracle
A miracle
And you laugh at yourself
I have a little house*
Close to town but not to the city
Far from home but near my family
No water views but so close to the sea
I see, this is how my little life could be
And I'm filling it with things
Like furniture that I find on the street
And all the special things I'd like to eat
Pictures of people that I'd like to meet, oh meet
Well I'm orbiting the world
And it's so pretty and so lonely
My little love affairs are all scheduled 'round the TV guide
And my sex life has all been plagiarized
In an attempt to meet a harsh down line
I'd like to rent a wife
Then rent a husband to keep her for life
The three of us, we could be so happy
Then with each other, meet with company
I'll see them, I'll find a flight around the world
And it's so pretty and so lonely
I could just die, I might just die
I could just die, I might just die
And at my funeral
They will say Tom he was such a nice guy
He went too early but he went in style
They'll play my music and then they will cry
Then they'll have a little wake
They'll drink bad wine and they'll eat lemon cake
And my mothers little heart will break
And she'll say "Wait there must be must some mistake.
He can't be dead, take me instead"
Oh but I'm not dead
They tell me I'm not dead
They say that I'm not dead
That I won't die for some time
In my little house
Just writing little songs to past the time
Which incidentally is 7:49
So don't you worry I'm completely fine, I'm fine
And don't you worry I'm completely fine, I'm fine
Don't you worry I'm completely fine, I'm fine
Don't you worry I'm completely fine, I'm fine
Don't you worry I'm completely fine, I'm fine
Biting keeps your words at bay
Tending to the sores that stay
Happiness is just a gash away
When I open a familiar scar
Pain goes shooting like a star
Comfort hasn't failed to follow so far
And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say its self-destructive
But, you see, it's more productive
Than if I were to be healthy
And pens and penknives take the blame
Crane my neck and scratch my name
But the ugly marks
Are worth the momentary gain
When I jab a sharpened object in
Choirs of angels seem to sing
Hymns of hate in memorandum
And you might say it's self-indulgent
And you might say it's self-destructive
But, you see, it's more productive
Than if I were to be happy
And sappy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of two lovers meeting
Make me want to give mankind a beating
And you might say it's self-destructive
But, you see, I'd kick the bucket
Sixty times before I'd kick the habit
And as the skin rips off
I cherish the revolting thought
That even if I quit
There's not a chance in hell i'd stop
And anyone can see the signs
Mittens in the summertime
Thank you for your pity, you are too kind
And you might say its self-inflicted
But you see, that's contradictive
Why on earth would anyone practice self-destruction
And pain opinions are sitcom feeding
They dont know that their minds are teething
Makes me want to give mankind a beating
I've tried bandages and sinking
I've tried gloves and even thinking
I've tried Vaseline
I've tried everything
And no one cares if your back is bleeding
They're concerned with their hair receding
Looking back, it was all maltreating
Every thought that occurred, misleading
I could do the dishes while talking on the phone
I could ask you for an answer but you want to be alone
I can never do the dishes a single dish at a time
It’s too much of a commitment so I close my eyes and fire
I could calamine your insides
I could wind them all around me I could
tiptoe on a tightrope made of fear and looking down see
all the people do they see me I can wave or
I can carry all the silverware I’m holding that is
Keeping me steady
Or I could go to Australia
And carry a bowie knife
and wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and write
songs about my bowie knife
I could do these dishes I could try
To do these dishes
Time to decide
I could make a cake
My kitchen is small but I could clear the space
I could write my name
Cos practice makes perfect yes that’s what they say
I could rearrange my room and draw a bath and wash my wolf suit
I could make a button out of plaster
That said finished I could nail it in my closet
To the right side of the lightswitch
I could walk down to a restaurant and try drinking to forget it
but then come home less afraid and then press it and press it
Or I could go to Australia
carry a bowie knife
and wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and try
Eating things only with chopsticks and write
songs about my bowie knife
I could do these dishes I could try
To do these dishes
I could try to do these dishes
Time to decide
or i could go to Australia
And carry a bowie knife
and wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
and learn card tricks and physics and buy
everyone drinks and take boxing and try
eating things only with chopsticks and finally
be like a person I think you’d like
I could do these dishes I could try
To do these dishes I could try to do these dishes
Time to decide to do these dishes
Time to DECIDE….
Fuck it
I’m gonna go to Australia
I’m gonna go to Australia
I’m gonna go to Australia
I walk down my street at night
The city lights are cold and violent
I am comforted by the
Approaching sound of trucks and sirens
Even though the world's so bad
These men rush out to help the dying
And though I am no use to them
I do my part by simply smiling
The ghetto boys are catcalling me
As I pull my keys from my pocket
I wonder if this method
Of courtship has ever been effective
Has any girl in history said
Sure, you seem so nice, let's get it on
Still I always shock them
When I answer, "Hi, my name's Amanda"
And I'm not gonna live my life
On one side of an ampersand
Even if I went with you
I'm not the girl you think I am
And I'm not gonna match you
'Cause I'll lose my voice completely
No, I'm not gonna watch you
'Cause I'm not the one that's crazy
I have wasted years of my life
Agonizing about the fires I started
When I thought that to be strong
You must be flame retardant
And now to dress the wounds calls into question
How authentic they are
There is always someone criticizing me
She just likes playing hospital
Lying in my bed I remember what you said
There's no such thing as accidents
But you've got the headstone all ready
All carved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching
The daisies all push up'n
Pairs to the horizon
Your eyes full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying
The headstone's all ready
All carved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching
The daisies all push up'n
Pairs to the horizon
Your eyes full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying
But I'm not gonna live my life
On one side of an ampersand
And even if I went with you
I'm not the girl you think I am
And I'm not gonna match you
'Cause I'll lose my voice completely
No, I'm not gonna watch you
'Cause I'm not the one that's crazy, yeah
As I wake up to a cough
The fire burned the block but ironically
Stopped at my apartment
And my house mates are all sleeping soundly
And nobody deserves to die
For you were awful adamant
That if I didn't love you
Then you had just one alternative
And I may be romantic
I may risk my life for it
But I ain't gonna die for you
You know I ain't no Juliet
I'm not gonna watch you
While you burn yourself out, baby
No, I'm not gonna stop you
'Cause I'm not the one that's crazy, yeah
I'm not the one that's crazy, oh yeah
Did you find it?
Play the song
We had written
We would sit down
And start again
From the beginning
It was finally time
To stop whining
And start doing
Anything, something
To make them believe we were living
And we kept on bleeding
Long after the signatures
Dried on the paper
I stole from
Melissa's Macbeth
And oh how I needed so much to believe in it
Isn't it sick how I thought that I knew you to death?
How romantic
Ushering in the new year
With our childish antics
And now soon after
The gullible glimmer of hope turned to sarcastic laughter
And we were intelligent people with eyes in our heads
It's astonishing, is it?
I thought you were just plain shy
Oh, quiet kind of guy
With the banner man waiting
Behind every corner
A delicate soldier, the loner
How lonely was I?
There is still time
We could still try
It's very difficult
When no one's there to
Catch you in the rye
You kept saying
That the black cat(?) of godsend
At least it made living worth hating
You kept taking the bad with the worst
Like some curse that your mother was making
Oh and isn't it funny years later
We'd look at it broken and shaking our heads laughing
If we had known back then what trouble it would bring
To actually want to create something beautiful
Now we've turned into those pitiful people
Too scared to touch
And drinking way too much
Oh, it's typical isn't it?
Say it, you cynically asked for it
Didn't we ask for it?
Didn't we want to be lesser and lesser
Come on and tell me
Didn't it, didn't it, didn't it..
There is still time
We could still try
But it's very difficult
When no one's there to
