Teach the gifted children
teach them to have mercy
Teach them about sunsets
teach them about moonrise
Teach them about anger
the sin that comes with dawning
Teach them about flowers
the beauty of forgetfulness
Then take me to the river (take me to the river)
and put me in the water (and put me in the water)
Bless them and forgive them (take me to the river)
father cause they just don't know (take me to the river)
All the gifted children
Teach the gifted children
the way of men and animals
Teach them about cities
the history of the mysteries
Their vice and their virtues
about branches that blow in the wind
On the wages of their sins
teach them of forgiveness
teach them about mercy
Teach them about music
and the cool and cleansing waters
What do they say, take me to the river (take me to the river)
take me to the river (take me to the river)
Put me in the water (take me to the river)
and teach the gifted children (take me to the river)
All the gifted children (take me to the river)
(Take me to the river)
All of those things
yeah, that you got to give
Yeah, you wear it so well
hey, you wear it so well
All of those stories
honey, that I know you could tell
Yeah, you wear it so well
and your face hides it so we can't tell
That you knew we would wear it so well
you wear it so well
Yeah darling, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
Yeah baby, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
Yeah now baby, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
Hey now darling now, yeah, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
All of those things
that make poets sing
You wear it so well
yeah, you hide it so well
And all of those pain
that you used to tell
You hide it so well
can't tell from your face that you knew it so well
Hey, now that you have such a story to tell
yeah, you got style and grace and you wear it so well
You wear it so well
and you got, you got such a story to tell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you wear it so well
grace and style equals you so well
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you wear it so well, well, yeah, so well
yeah, you wear it, wear it, wear it now, wear it now, baby
Yeah, now you wear it so well
and you got such a story to tell
(Ooohhh, ooohhh, ooohhh)
(ooohhh, you wear it so well)
(You wear it so well)
(you wear it so well)
White light goin' messin' up my mind
don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
White light goin' down to my brain
hey, don't you know it's gonna make me insane
White heat, down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
forget it
White light
Ooohhh, white light
Ahhh, white heat
Ooohhh, yeah, white light
White light goin' messin' up my mind
don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind
White light, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
White light goin' messin' up my brain
don't you know it's gonna make me insane
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
forget it
Ooohhh, white light
Yeah, aaah, white light
White heat
Oh, baby, white light
white light, now, now, now
White light goin' messin' up my mind
don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
White light goin' down to my brain, ooohhh
Oh, don't you know it's gonna make me insane
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
forget it
White light
Ooohhh, white light
Ooohhh, baby, white heat
Yeah, white light
I got horrors in my luney tunes
I got dreams and you do, too
I got ten wheel drive, pick you up into your ears
I got retake carbine and in my eyelids gear
I got no one to love and no one to fear
You better walk it, and talk it less you loose that beat
You better loose yourself, mama
And rock yourself right off of your feet
If you're moving too fast, don't you want it to last
You better walk it, talk it
You better walk it as you talk less you loose that beat
I got dimes in my shoes, real nice
I got bells that are laid on ice
I got dreams, let me mix it with a little gin
I got cruel when I told you woman, I'm hard
But me is the one thing baby, you ain't got
You better walk it, and talk it less you loose that beat
You better loose yourself, mama
And rock yourself right off of your feet
Yeah, if you're moving too fast, don't you want it to last
You better walk it, talk it
You better walk it as you talk less you loose that beat
You better walk it, and talk it less you loose that beat
You better loose yourself, mama
And rock yourself right off of your feet
Yeah, if you're moving too fast, now don't you want it to last
You better walk it, talk it
You better walk it as you talk less you loose that beat
She says, What do you call love
well I call it Harry
Oh, please I'm being serious
what do you call love
Well I don't call it family and I don't call it lust
and as we all know marriage isn't a must
And I suppose in the end, it's a matter of trust
if I had to I'd call love time
She says, What do you call love
can't you be more specific
What do you call love
is it more than the heart's hieroglyphic
Well for me time has no meaning, no future, no past
and when you're in love, you don't have to ask
There's never enough time to hold love in your grasp
turning time around
Turning time around
that is what love is
Turning time around
yes, that is what love is
My time is your time when you're in love
and time is what you never have enough of
You can't see or hold it, it's exactly like love
Turning time around
turning time around
Turning time around
turning time around
Turning time around
well I gotta have it
I gotta-gotta-gotta have it
Turning, turning time around
gotta have it, turning time around
Turning, turning time around
turning time around
Some like wine and some like hops
but what I really love is my scotch
It's the power, the power of positive drinking
Some people ruin their drinks with ice
and then they, they ask you for advice
They tell you, "I've never told anyone this before"
They say: "Candy is dandy but liquor makes quipsters."
and I don't like mixers, or sippers or sob sisters,
You know, you have to be real careful where you sit down
in a bar these days
And then some people drink to unleash their libidos
and other people drink to prop up their egos
It's my burdon, man, people say
I have the kind of face you can trust
The pow pow pow pow power of positive drinking X5
Some people say, alcohol makes you less lucid
and think that's true if you're kind of stupid
I'm not that kind that get's himself burned twice
And some say liquor kills the cells in your head
and for that matter so does getting out of bed
When I exit, I'll go out gracefully, shot in my hand
This is the place where she lay her head
When she went to bed at night
And this is the place our children were conceived
Candles lit the room brightly at night
And this is the place where she cut her wrists
That odd and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
This is the place where we used to live
I paid for it with love and blood
And these are the boxes that she kept on the shelf
Filled with her poetry and stuff
And this is the room where she took the razor
And cut her wrists that strange and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
I never would have started if I'd known
That it's end this way
But funny thing, I'm not at all sad
That it stopped this way
This is the place where she lay her head
When she went to bed at night
And this is the place our children were conceived
Candles lit the room brightly at night
And this is the place where she cut her wrists
That odd and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
We who have so much
to you who have so little
to you won don't have anything at all
We who have so much
more than any one man does need
and you who don't have anything at all
Does anybody need another million dollar movie
Does anybody need another million dollar star
Does anybody need to be told over and over
Spitting in the wind comes back at you twice as hard
Strawman, going straight to the devil
Strawman, going straight to hell
Does anyone really need a billion dollar rocket
Does anyone need a $60,000 car
Does anyone need another President
or the sins of Swaggart parts 6, 7, 8 and 9
Does anyone need another politician
caught with his pants down
money sticking in his hole
Does anyone need another racist preacher
Spittin' in the wind can only do you harm
Does anyone need another faulty shuttle
blasting off to the Moon, Venus or Mars
Does anyone need another self-righteous rock and roll singer
whose nose he says has led him straight to God
Does anyone need yet another blank skyscraper
If you're like me I'm sure a minor miracle would do
A flaming sword or maybe a gold ark floating up the Hudson
She calls on the phone
she says she doesn't want to be alone
She says it's making her neurotic
but please don't mistake it for being erotic
So alone, so all alone
She says let's go for a walk
we'll have a drink and maybe we will talk
And he thinks she has possibilities
if she could just put away her rosary
So alone, nobody wants to be alone
But I just didn't know
I swear to you, I just didn't know
I would never make you sad
if I had known I never would have
said those things to you
you have to be crazy to say those things to you
Let's face it I made a mistake
well you know, fools rush in where angels take a break
I can't be smart all of the time
and anyway I didn't know you were making time over him
To tell you the truth, I forget all about him
And you know, I don't think it's nice
asking one man about another man's vice
I don't care if you pick my head
as long as we end up in bed
Alone, just the two of us alone
I just didn't know
I swear to God, I just didn't know
Can't you understand that it's frightening
when you hear women talking about castrating and hating men
who wants to know about how you hate men
Well, you said now you wanted to dance
so now we're going to dance
You said that you weren't complete
but we're going to put you on your feet
You said that you were very vexed
you told me to forget about sex
You said you liked me for my mind
well, I really love your behind
Oh, get up and boogie, oh baby, get up and dance
Oh, get, get, get, get up and boogie, baby, oh, get up and dance
Shake your booty, mama, oh, get up and dance
Your points very clear
you're not one to cry into your beer
Why don't we go to my place
believe me, I'm very chaste
And I'm so alone, ao all alone
Sure all men are beasts
hey, look, I'll sit here quietly and I'll stare at my feet
I don't blame you for taking umbrage
with animals staring at your cleavage
So alone, we're so all alone
Hey, do you mind if I turn out the light
don't take offense, but why don't you spend the night
I know your passions run very deep
but at this point we both need sleep
She's my best friend
Simply not the average girl
She's my best friend
Understands me when I'm falling down down down
Oh it hurts to be that way
Oh it hurts to know I'm that kind of fellow
....
....
Caught his hand in the door
Guess that's where ...
If you want to see me
I'm sorry but I'm not around
If you ..
Turn around by the window where the light is
She's my best friend
Better than a dog or cat
She's my best friend
Understands me when I'm falling down
Oh it hurts to be that way
Oh it hurts to know I'm that kind of fellow
Here's to ....
She made ....
Somebody ....
Now .... rolls in the street
If you want to see me
I'm sorry but I'm not around
If you want to be ....
Turn around by the window where the light is
She's my best friend
Simply not the average girl
She's my best friend
Understands me when I'm falling
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down
I don't like opera and I don't like ballet
and new wave French movies, they just drive me away
I guess I'm just dumb, 'cause I know that I ain't smart
but deep down inside, I got a rock 'n' roll heart
Yeah-yeah-yeah, deep down inside I got a rock 'n' roll heart
Oh, rock 'n' roll heart
lookin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, roll heart
lookin' for a good time
I don't like massages or something meant to say
and I wish people like that would just go away
I guess I'm just dumb, 'cause I know I'm not smart
but deep down inside, I got a rock 'n' roll heart
Yeah-yeah-yeah, deep down inside I got a rock 'n' roll heart
Yeah, rock 'n' roll heart
searchin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, roll heart
lookin' for a good time
Yeah, just a rock 'n' roll heart
lookin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, yeah, roll heart
lookin' for a good time, yeah, now
Yeah, got a rock 'n' roll heart
searchin' for a good time
Got a rock 'n' roll heart
searchin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart
yeah, searchin' for a good time
Yeah, got a rock 'n' roll heart
yeah, now, now, searchin' for a good time
Let me hear you, now
oh, let me hear you, now
We're gonna have a real good time together
We're gonna have a real good time together
We're gonna have a real good time together
We're gonna dance and bawl and shout together
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
We're gonna have a real good time together
We're gonna have a real good time together
We're gonna dance and bawl and shout together
oh, baby, please
We're gonna have a real good time together
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na
I was visited by the power and the glory
I was visited by a majestic hymn
Great bolts of lightning lighting up the sky
electricity flowing through my veins
I was captured by a larger moment
I was seized by divinity's hot breath
Gorged like a lion on experience
powerful from life
I wanted all of it, all of it
all of it, not some of it
All of it, all of it
not just some of it, but all of it
I saw a man turn into a bird
I saw a bird turn into a tiger
I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes
in the jungles of the Amazon
I saw a man put a redhot needle through his eye
turn into a crow and fly through the trees
Swallow hot coals and breathe out flames
and I wanted this to happen to me
oh, I wanted this to happen to me
I wanted all of it, all of it
all of it, not some of it
All of it, all of it
not just some of it, but all of it
cancer reduce him to dust
We saw the moon vanish into his pocket
we saw the stars disappear from sight
We saw him walk across water into the sun
while bathed in eternal light
We spewed out questions waiting for answers
creating legends, religions and myths
Books, stories, movies and plays
all trying to explain this
I wanted all of it, all of it
all of it, not some of it
All of it, all of it
not just some of it, but all of it
I saw a great man turn into a little child
the cancer reduce him to dust
His voice growing weak as he fought for his life
with a bravery stronger than lust
I saw isotopes introduced into his lungs
trying to stop the cancerous spread
And it made me think of ";Leda And The Swan";
and gold being made from lead
The same power that burned Hiroshima
causing three legged babies and death
Shrunk to the size of a nickel
to help him regain his breath
And I was struck by the power and the glory
and I was visited by a majestic Him
Great bolts of lightning shooting up his veins
as the radiation flowed through him
He wanted all of it, all of it
all of it, not just some of it
All of it, all of it
not some of it, but all of it
How come you say you will and then you won't
you change your mind and then you say you don't
The mystery is why I play the goat
the mystery you call love
Sometimes you're like an eagle strong like a rock
other times it seems you get unlocked
And all your worst fears come tumbling out
into the street, into the snow
I remember when you had a dream
everything was what it seemed to be
But now nightmares replace everything
and everything you see is wrong
You said we'd meet but you're two hours late
you said you thought someone had picked your gate
So you hid and were afraid to wait
seeing shadows in the snow
Seeing shadows in the snow
Now your friend Godfrey is a perfect choice
one minute down next time rejoice, he seems -
- To have found the perfect voice
paranoia key of E
Let's say everything he says is true
you love me but I cheat on you
And in my bedroom is a female zoo
worse then Clinton in prime time
I swear to you I'm not with Jill or Joyce
or Cyd or Sherry or Darlene or worse
I'm not kissing you while inside I curse
paranoia key of E
Let's play a game the next time we meet, ah
I'll be the hands and you be the feet
And together we will keep the beat
to paranoia key of E
Now, you know mania's in the key of B
psychosis in the key of C
Let's hope that we're not meant to be
in paranoia key of E
Anorexia is in G flat
and F is anything I've left out
Dyslexia, kleptomania and vertigo
patricide A, matricide D the same schizos
Paranoia key of E
Let's have a coda in the key of K
something that only we can play
Maybe we'll light up like a hundred K
paranoia out of key
Paranoia key of E
paranoia key of E
Anorexia, dyslexia
kleptomania, patricide A, matricide D, vertigo, schizos
Paranoia key of E, paranoia
paranoia, paranoia, paranoia key of E
Paranoia, paranoia, paranoia key of E
Hey, if you're moving too fast
Don't you want this thing last
But if you start moving slow
Hey, pretty mama, you just will have to go
Because
It's nobody's business but my own
It's nobody's business but my own
No, no, no, no, ... no
No, no, no, no, ... no
But if you start acting mean
Then I'll have to mess up the scene
But if you start treating me nice
Hey now baby, I'm gonna have to raise your price
Because it's nobody's business but my own
No, no, no, no, ... no
No, no, no, no, ... no
Nobody's business, nobody's business
Come on now
It ain't nobody's business, nobody business
No, no, no no, nobody's business, no, no, ...
It ain't nobody's business, yeah, but my own
nobody's business, but my own, no, no, no, ...
I really care a lot
although I look like I do not
Since I was shot
there's nobody but you
I know I look blase (* accented on "e")
party Andy's what the papers say
At dinner I'm the one who pays
for a nobody like you
Nobody but you, a nobody like you
Since I got shot, there's nobody but you
Won't you decorate my house
I'll sit there quiet as a mouse
You know me I like to look a lot
at nobody like you
I'll hold your hand and slap my face
I'll tickle you to your disgrace
Won't you put me in my proper place
a nobody like you
Sundays I pray a lot
I'd like to wind you up and paint your clock
I want to be what I am not
for a nobody like you
The bullet split my spleen and lung
the doctors said I was gone
Inside I've got some shattered bone
for nobody but you
Nobody but you, a nobody like you
Shattered bone, for nobody but you
I'm still not sure I didn't die
and if I'm dreaming I still have bad pains inside
I know I'll never be a bride
to nobody like you
I wish I had a stronger chin
my skin was good, my nose was thin
This is no movie I'd ask to be in
with a nobody like you
Nobody like you, a nobody like you
All my life
It must be nice to be steady, it must be nice to be firm
it must be nice never to move off the mark
It must be nice to be dependable and never let anyone down
it must be great to be all the things you're not
It must be great to be all the things that I'm not
I see you in the hospital your humor is intact
I'm embarrassed by the strength I seem to lack
If I was in your shoes, so strange that I'm not
I'd fold up in a minute and a half
I'd fold up in a minute and a half
And I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
No - I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
It must be nice to be normal it must be nice to be cold
it must be nice not to have to go oh up or down
But me I'm all emotional no matter how I try
you're gone and I'm still here alive
You're gone and I'm still here alive
And I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
No - I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
There are things we say we wish we knew and in fact we never do
but I'd wish I'd known that you were going to die
Then I wouldn't feel so stupid, such a fool that I didn't call
and I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
No there's no logic to this - who's picked to stay or go
if you think too hard it only makes you mad
But your optimism made me think you really had it beat
so I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
No - I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
It was only the time of the newly born dead
with wispy cobwebs in your head
the polar moon looked out instead
goin' wild
Liquor shifting through the brain
the manic depressive goes insane
goin' wild
goin' wild
Desperate anger hits the streets
by the foul smelling river by the meat market
goin' wild
mystic child
Goin' wild
mystic child
In the winter with frozen toes
looking out the big windows
to fly
goin' wild
Situation X out of control
my eyes half opened like a mole
who smiles
goin' wild
Who smiles
goin' wild
In the mystic morning where the river meets
the hurdy-gurdy of the hip-hop beat
5 a.m. the viscous street
Oh, wild
goin' wild
Out the window like a flash
fallin' through a rooftop crash
blind
goin' wild
Sick and misty like a pup by the curb
he's throwin' up
wild
like a child
Goin' wild
like a child
If he can't have all that relates
to testify that he is great
he'll cut someone with a broken plate
stand upon the subway grate
And smile
goin' wild
goin' wild
with a smile
Holy morning
sun is up and someone
here has lost his cups
The dawn is tattered all cut up
goin' wild
like a mystic child
Like a mystic child
Sunday morning looking down from the rooftop
goin' wild with a smile
mystic child
Top of the world he's got it made
rings are gold, braids are jade
jumped to the street, he's got it made
goodbye, child
Goodbye, child
mystic child
goin' wild
like a mystic child
Goodbye
goodbye
Goin' wild, ah
goin' wild
Like a mystic child
holy morning
sun is up and someone
Going wild
like a mystic, like a mystic, like a mystic -
- Child
goin'-goin', goin'-goin' wild
Like a mystic child
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Jumped to the street
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay
They both love Chinese food, he hates to dress
He loves to play pinball, she wants to play next
She likes her novels long, he's into comic books
They're gilt-edged polymorphous urban but somehow it works
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay
She likes Truman Capote, he likes Gore Vidal
He likes Edgar Allan Poe, she's into Mean Joe Greene
She thinks eating meat's disgusting, he likes hot dogs
She's into Gestalt therapy, while est and the vest just make him ill
but love is here to stay
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
Good morning, it's possum day
feel like a possum in every way
like a possum
Possum whiskers, possum face
possum breath and a possum taste
ooohhh, like a possum
Possum tales, possum eyes
possum bones, possum thighs
oh, like a possum
Possum shots, possum runs
possum sleeps to possum drums
calm as an angel
Good morning, it's possum day
I feel like a possum in every way
like a possum
Wake up with a possum smile
look at me, look at this smile
like a possum
Things are all right, don't worry about this
my mind's amiss, I've lost the kiss
My smile is leaden, my gait is rubber
and I say as one possum to another like a possum
calm as an angel
The only thing I hope to never see
is another possum in this tree
playing possum
Just like a possum
I got a hole in my heart the size of a truck
it won't be filled by a one-night fuck
Slurping and squeezing ain't it just my luck
got a hole in my heart the size of a truck
the size of a truck
The devil tried to fill me up but my down was high
as the sky is up, ah
ain't that just my luck
calm as an angel
Smoking crack with a downtown flirt
shooting and coming 'til it hurts
calm, calm, ah, calm
calm as an angel
They're mating like apes in the zoo
ah, one for me and one for you
wouldn't it just be lovely
Another useless night in bed, ah, ah
by the Hudson River, the roller-bladers giving head
used condoms float on the river edge's head
Wouldn't it be lovely
wouldn't it be lovely
I got a hole in my heart the size of a truck
it won't be filled by one-night fuck
like a possum
like a possum
Ahhh
calm as an angel
You know me I like to dance a lot
with different selves who cancel out
one another
I'm the only one left standing
One likes muscles, oil and dirt
and the other likes the women with the butt that hurts
like a possum
Devil tried to fill me up
but my down was high as the sky is up
calm as an angel
I got a hole in my heart the size of a truck
and it won't be filled by a one-night fuck
like a possum
You know me I like to drink a lot
and carry on
don't know which self will show up, ah
over the 5 a.m. sun, -
- The moon is shining
over the docks shining
ooohhh, calm as an angel
Girls in the market know what I'm about
they pinch their nipples and they lift their skirts, ah
with a pierced tongue licking below a stained T-shirt
Look at this smile
My mind's amiss
Smoking crack with a downtown flirt
shooting and coming 'til it hurts
calm, calm
Sitting on a curb I throw a rock
at the passing meat market trucks
it's just my luck
I'm the only one left standing
Now you know me I like to drink a lot, ah
only one left standing
The girls in the market know what I'm about
they pinch their nipples and they lift their skirts
licking below a stained T-shirt
calm as an angel
Smoking crack with a downtown flirt
shooting and coming baby 'til it hurts
wouldn't it be, wouldn't it be
Wouldn't it be love
wouldn't it be lovely
calm as an angel
Got a hole in my heart the size of a truck
it won't be filled by one-night fuck
Ain't it just my luck
I got a hole in my heart the size of a truck
Another useless night in bed
walk down the Hudson River getting head
calm, calm, calm, calm, calm as an angel
Don't know why baby, I'm still here strong
and fearless in the outside air
I'm the only one left standing
I'm the only one
the only one
the only one left standing
I'm the only one
I'm the only one
left standing
calm as an angel
I'm the only one
I'm the only one, the only one
left standing
calm as an angel
Shooting an coming 'til it hurts
o'holy morning
Calm as an angel
LOU REED - LAST GREAT AMERICAN WHALE
They say he didn't have an enemy
His was a greatness to behold
He was the last surviving progeny
The last one on this side of the world
He measured half a mile from tip to tail
Silver and black with powerful fins
They say he could split a mountain in two
That's how we got the Grand Canyon
Some say they saw him at the Great Lakes
Some say they saw him off the coast of Florida
My mother said she saw him in Chinatown
But you can't always trust your mother
Off the Carolinas the sun shines brightly in the day
The lighthouse glows ghostly there at night
The chief of a local tribe had killed a racist mayor's son
And he'd been on death row since 1958
The mayor's kid was a rowdy pig
Spit on Indians and lots worse
The old chief buried a hatchet in his head
Life compared to death for him seemed worse
The tribal brothers gathered in the lighthouse to sing
And tried to conjure up a storm or rain
The harbor parted and the great whale sprang full up
And caused a huge tidal wave
The wave crushed the jail and freed the chief
The tribe let out a roar
The whites were drowned
The browns and reds set free
But sadly one thing more
Some local yokel member of the NRA
Kept a bazooka in his living room
And thinking he had the chief in his sights
Blew the whale's brains out with a lead harpoon
Well Americans don't care for much of anything
Land and water the least
And animal life is low on the totem pole
With human life not worth more than infected yeast
Americans don't care too much for beauty
They'll shit in a river, dump battery acid in a stream
They'll watch dead rats wash up on the beach
And complain if they can't swim
They say things are done for the majority
Don't believe half of what you see
And none of what you hear
It's a lot like what my painter friend Donald said to me
All the sailors they're all home from leave
And everybody's waiting for them to try to deceive
The storekeepers have drawn their lace curtains bare
And all the women and the wee young girls all waiting there
Oh, but how the ladies pay
Oh, if they only knew how the ladies pay
Yeah now, how the ladies pay
Oh, when the men they've gone away
Nobody is standing on upon the door
And nobody is feeding any of the poor
The poor sick soldier lies in bed beside his girl
Thinking of another place on the other side of the world
ah
How the ladies pay
Oh-oh, oh, how the ladies pay
When the men they've gone away
Oh, I wish I knew how the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
how the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
how the ladies pay
Day and night
night and day
Day and night
day and night, night and day, ladies pay now
Night and day, day and night
how the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
how the ladies pay
Day and night now
night and day and now
How the pay now
oh, how the pay now
Ladies pay, ladies pay
ah, ladies pay the way now
Ladies pay, ah, ladies pay
ah, ladies pay
Night and day, night and day, night and day
oh, how the ladies pay
Oh, night and day, night and day, night and day
oh, how the ladies pay
Standing on the corner
suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest
me, honey, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
those were different times
They studied rules of verse
and those ladies they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Jack, he is a banker
Jane, she is a clerk
Both of them save their money
when they come home from work
Sittin' by the fire
radio does play, look classical music there, kids
";The March Of The Wooden Soldiers";
you can hear Jack say
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Some people like to go out dancing
and other people like us, we gotta work
And there's even some evil mothers
they'll tell you that life is just made out of dirt
And women never really faint
all the villains always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
and life is just to die
Anyone who ever had a heart
and wouldn't turn around and break it
Anyone who ever played a part
and wouldn't turn around and hate it
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, oh honey, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, oh, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane
Good evening Mr.Waldheim
and Pontiff how are you?
you have so much in common
in the things you do
And here comes Jesse Jackson
he talks of Common Ground
does that Common Ground include me
or is it just a sound
A sound that shakes
oh Jesse, you must watch the sounds you make
A sound that quakes
there are fears that still reverberate
Jesse you say Common Ground
does that include the PLO?
what about people right here right now
who fought for you not so long ago?
The words that flow so freely
falling dancing from your lips
I hope that you don't cheapen them
with a racist slip
Oh Common Ground
is Common Ground a word or just a sound
Common Ground
remember those civil rights workers buried in the ground
If I ran for President
and once was a member of the Klan
wouldn't you call me on it
the way I call you on Farrakhan
And Pontiff, pretty Pontiff
can anyone shake your hand ?
or is it just that you like uniforms
and someone kissing your hand
Or is it true
the Common Ground for me includes you too
Oh, oh, is it true
the Common Ground for me includes you too
Good evening Mr.Waldheim
pontiff how are you
as you both stroll through the woods at night
I'm thinking thoughts of you
And Jesse you're inside my thoughts
as the rhythmic words subside
my Common Ground invites you in
or do you prefer to wait outside
Or is it true
the Common Ground for me is without you
Or is it true
the Common Ground for me is without you
Oh is it true
there's no Ground Common enough for me and you
All the things you said - you thought I was dead
Everything made me feel aware
Ah, you're getting old, you're doing things
You're losing your hair
All the things that you used to believe in
Turned out to be true - you're guilty of reason
You're the kind of person that I could do without
And certain kinds of money would make you see what it's all about
There's a first time for everything
There's a first one's on me, don't you see
All of the things that your old lover said
Look at them, they jump out of windows
And now they're just dead
It's the truth, don't you realize
Faded without any talent of fun
Running out in the streets, balling everyone
It's the truth, It's the truth
Pick up the pieces that make up your life
Maybe some day you'll have a wife and them alimony
A perfect day to get out of bed
Shower, dress, shave, kiss you on the head
Then I hit the office and my head starts to swim
A perfect day to just walk around
See a violent movie and check the sounds
But even on the street when I hear a phone ring my heart starts to beat
When I get home I don't want you to speak
Don't talk to me about work
Please don't talk to me about work
I'm up to my eyeballs in dirt -
With work, with work
How many dollars
How many sales
How many liars
How many tales
How many insults must you take in this one life
I'm in prison most of the day
So please excuse me if I get this way
But I have got obligations to keep -
So be very careful when you speak
Don't talk to me about work
Please don't talk to me about work
I'm up to my eyeballs in dirt -
With work, with work
Don't talk to me about work
Please don't talk to me about work
I'm up to my eyeballs in dirt -
Jim, livin' with you'd not such fun
You're not not the only one
You don't have the looks
You're not the person that you used to be
And there are people in the street that would go for me
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
I met you in a bar in L.A., I was not feeling so good
And you made the proper moves, you did everything that you should
But now you're making a mistake
And somebody else will take your place
You're talking drugs over me
And I said, no, no, no, no, no
And I said, no, no, no, no, no
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
You're not the kind of person that's easy
To live with in a house
I cool all your meals
I make sure that you work out
But lately it's been gettin' so hard
The way you talk, oooh, the way you walk
And I'm not sure exactly what it's all about
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no
And I said, no, no, no, no, oooh, baby face
No, no, baby face
No, no, no, baby face
All the people had their share of the glory
looking out after you
It's just a story about winners and glory
and you know that it's true
Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star
Some men may glory from a different condition
of another car
And later persuasion would permit the arranging
of a
And to cause more confusion, and to make this illusion
would have gone too far
And it's my ambition, of a jacket ignition
in a Cadillac metal car
Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star
I'm standing with you on your roof
looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
some pigeons flying by
The traffic on Canal Street's so noisy
it's a shock
And someone's shooting fireworks or a gun
on the next block
An-an-and, I wanna HookyWooky with you
I wanna HookyWooky with you
The traffic's so noisy it's a shock
sounds like fireworks or a gun on the next block
Ah, HookyWooky with you
Your ex-lover Satchel is here from France
yet another ex
They gather about you like a Mother Superior
all of you still friends, but -
None of my old flames ever talk to me when things
end for me they end
They take your pants, your money, your name
but the song still remains
An-an-and, I wanna HookyWooky with you
Ah-ha-ha-ha, I wanna HookyWooky with you
Then they take your pants, your money, your name
but the song still remains, sayin' -
I wanna HookyWooky with you
You're so civilized it hurts
I guess I could learn a lot, ha-ha...
About people, plants and relationships
how not to get hurt a lot
And each lover I meet up your roof
I wouldn't want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky, down into the streets to die
under the wheels of a car on Canal Street
And each lover I meet up on your roof
I wouldn't want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky
under the wheels of a car to die on Canal street
Ah-ah-hi, I wanna, ah, HookyWooky with you
ah-huh, huh-huh-huh-ah
I wanna HookyWooky with you
I wouldn't want to throw him off into the chemical sky
down into the streets to die
Under the wheels of a car on Canal street
Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street
Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street
HookyWooky
Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street
HookyWooky
Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street
Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street
Hooky-Hooky-Hooky-Wooky
(Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street)
(Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street)
(Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street)
(Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street)
Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, you want me to hit you with a stick
But all I've got is a guitar pick
Oh baby, you're so vicious
When I watch you come, baby, I just want to run far away
You're not the kind of person around I want to stay
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I want to meet
Baby, oh you're so vicious, you're so vicious
Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, hey why don't you swallow razor blades
You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
But baby, you're so vicious
When I see you coming I just have to run
You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet
'Cause you're so vicious, baby, you're so vicious
With you, life moves so fast
With you, everything's the last
Slow down
Don't you think you could be less capricious
I've met you, I don't have no death wish
Slow down, slow down
With you, there is no denying
It's you, not my lack of trying
With you, everybody's dying
It's you, it's not me who's crying
Crying, crying, crying, crying
With you, staying home tidy from the streets
With you, every friend is a possible freak
Slow down, slow down
With you, it's a foregone conclusion
With you, empty, it's all a delusion
With you, I can have no illusions
It's you, who has such delusions
Crying, crying, crying, crying
With you, everyone's a sucker
With you, it's got to be your father
Slow down, slow down
With you, life is just a scramble
With you, every day it's a gamble
With you, I can't get my bearings
With you, playing the Virgin Mary
And your crying, crying, crying, crying
There's a white prism with phony jism
spread across its face
and the soulful convicts forever interred
lose the smile across their faces
The smile that registered hopes or dreams
has proven just a waste
And I'm the indentured servant
forever in his place
I'm the indentured servant
forever in his place
I wish I built a cabinet
of shiny bolts and wood
secret draws and hiding places
sculpted out of wood
Secret places, secret lies
in a desk lying alone
A secret letter written to you
to be read when you're alone
A secret letter written to you
to be read when you're alone
It says, I'm your indentured servant
I can no longer pretend
that I'm a lover or an equal
I'm not even a friend
I'm not good enough to serve you
I'm not good enough to stay
So it is that I beseech you
to please turn me away
so it is that I beseech you
to please turn me away
Turn me away
turn me away
turn me away
I'm asking you to let me go
it hurts me when you're sad
and I can not do better than this
which must surely make you mad
I'd be better off in your cabinet
or in a prison made of cloth
Crouched beneath your dress I come
shooting little spurts
crouched beneath your dress I come
shooting little spurts
I'm your indentured servant
but even I have pride
in what I make or say or do
although I've lots to hide
I hide from freedom and I hide from you
'cause you've found me out
I belong in prison beneath your legs
in a cabinet that I've built
beneath a candle in a secret drawer
in a prison by a moat
I'm your indentured servant
and I'm asking you to leave
me outside this prison cell
where only you can breathe
I-I-I, I'm your indentured servant
but I'm asking you for this
Please release me from this love
and do it with a kiss
I'm your indentured servant
I'm the one you'll miss
Do it with a kiss
do it with a kiss
do it with a kiss
I'm the one you'll miss
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Lou Reed
Holly came from Miami, Fla
Hitchhiked her way across the USA.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her leg and then he was she - she said:
Hey Babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.
Candy came from out on the island,
In the backroom she was everybodys darling,
But she never lost her head
Even when she was given head - she said
Hey Babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.
And the coloured girls go, doo dodoo
Little Joe never once gave it away,
Ev'rybody had to pay and pay.
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York city is no place where they said:
Hey Babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.
Sugar plum fairy came and hit the streets
Looking for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo, you should have seen him go go go - they said:
Hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side,
Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.
Jackie is just speeding away,
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash, Valium would have helped that bash - she said:
Hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side,
Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.
And the coloured girls go, doo dodoo
Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
shaved her leg and then he was a she
She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side
Candy came from out on the island
in the backroom she was everybody's darling
But she never lost her head
even when she was given head
She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
and the coloured girls go
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(Doo)
Little Joe never once gave it away
everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York city is the place where they said
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I Said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side
Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
you should have seen him go go go
They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
all right, hun
Jackie is just speeding away
thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
valium would have helped that dash
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side
and the coloured girls say
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
You're caught in a vicious circle
Surrounded by your so called friends
You're caught in a vicious circle
And it looks like it will never end
'Cause some people think that they like problems
And some people think that they don't
And for everybody who says yes
There's somebody who's staring, saying don't
You're caught in a vicious circle
Surrounded by your so called friends
You're caught in a vicious circle
And it looks like it will never end
'Cause some people think that it's nerves
And some people think that it's not
And some people think that it's things that you do
And others think that you were cold, when you were hot
They think that that is what it was about
You're caught in a vicious circle
Follow, follow the leader na-na-now
New York, New York City na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-now
Follow, follow the leader na-na-now
New York, New York City na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-now
Oh, if you wanna dance
hey, work up a sweat
better-better-better, get yourself, ah-huh, a little romance
And you know you better, ooohhh
get up a little sweat and get a little romance
and you better, now
Follow, follow the leader na-na-na-na-na-now
New York, New York City na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-now
Follow, follow the leader na-na-now
New York, New York City na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-now
Yeah, if you wanna dance
you better work up a sweat now, baby
Get a little romance
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you better
yeah, you better work up a sweat now
Get yourself a little romance and you know, you better
Oh, no, boy, follow the leader, na-na-now
Oh, New York, New York City na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-now
get it on ...
Lover, lover, why is there light
In the itchy gitchy evening and it's dark outside
And what's the difference between wrong and right
Wrong and right
Isn't it funny how pain goes away
And then comes back another day
The air feels very good today
Good today
Lover, lover, why is there light
Did you forget to turn off that light
Well, that's all right but it's way too bright
Way too bright
See the eagle above the hill
The lake reflects and is so still
The tension has gone from my will
From my will
Moon on the mountain shining bright
First there is dark and then there is light
And sometimes the light is way too bright
It's way to bright
Why don't you turn out the light
Turn out the light
Walking, he stared raptly at her face
on his lips, her smell, her taste
Black hair framing her perfect face
with her wonderful mind and her incredible grace
And so, he woke, he woke her with a start
to offer her his heart
for once and for all, forever to keep
And the words, that she first heard him speak
were really very sweet
he was asking her to marry him, and to
Think it over
baby, think it over
Think it over
baby, why don't you think it over
She said: "Somewhere, there's a faraway place
where all is ordered and all is grace
No one there is ever disgraced
and everyone there is wise
and everyone has taste,"
And then she sighed, well La Dee Dah Dee Dah
you and I have come quite far
and we really must watch what we say
Because when you ask for someone's heart
you must know that you're smart
smart enough to care for it, so I'm gonna
Think it over
baby, think it over
Think it over
Some couples live in harmony
some do not
Some couples yell and scream
some do not
But what you said was something
that I can't forget
It echoes in my head
like a bullet made of lead
Some people yell and scream
and some do not
Some people sacrifice their lives
and some do not
Some people wait for sleep
to take them away
While others read books endlessly
hoping problems will go away
I know you're hoping everything
works out
Neither one of us is
the type who shouts
You sleep in the bedroom
while I pace up and down the hall
Our baby stares at both of us
wondering which one of us to call
I guess it's true that not
every match burns bright
I guess it's true
not all that I say is right
But what you said still bounces
around in my head
Who thought this could happen to us
when we first went to bed
I'm told in the end
that none of this matters
All couples have troubles
and none of this matters
But what you said
still echoes in my head
And I'm still in the hallway
downstairs sleeping alone instead
I know you don't care
but here's my last thought
Not that it matters
but here's the last thing I thought
Our little thing is lying
here in tatters
And you my dear
don't have any manners
Sad to leave this way
to leave it all in tatters
Saddening to leave this way
to leave it all in tatters
I suppose that we all could say
that nothing of it matters
Still it's sad
to see everything in tatters
Waltzing Matilda whipped out her wallet
The sexy boy smiled in dismay
She took out four twenties cause she liked round figures
Everybody's a queen for a day
Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know how I admire your body, why don't we slip away
Although I'm sure you're certain, its a rarity me flirtin'
Sha-la-la-la, this way
Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Hey, baby, come on, lets slip away
Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a humpin' muscle
Call out the national guard
She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her knees
From off of the formica topped bar
And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly
And boldly out of this world
And despite peoples derision
Proved to be more than diversion
Sha-la-la-la, later on
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly
And showed her where he was coming from
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently
It was like she'd never ever come
And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
When the sun rose and he made to leave
You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Neither one regretted a thing
Hey, that cunt's not breathing
I think she's had too much
Of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean
I don't mean to scare you
But you're the one who came here
And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave
I'm not being smart
Or trying to be cold on my part
And I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve
But you know people get all emotional
And sometimes, man, they just don't act rational
They think they're just on TV
Sha-la-la-la, man
Why don't you just slip her away
You know, I'm glad that we met man
It really was nice talking
And I really wish that there was a little more time to speak
But you know it could be a hassle
Trying to explain myself to a police officer
About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed
And its not like we could help
But there was nothing no one could do
And if there was, man, you know I would have been the first
But when someone turns that blue
Well, its a universal truth
And then you just know that bitch will never fuck again
By the way, that's really some bad shit
That you came to our place with
But you ought to be more careful around the little girls
It's either the best or its the worst
And since I don't have to choose
I guess I won't and I know this ain't no way to treat a guest
But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet
And just lay her out on the darkened street
And by morning, shes just another hit and run
You know, some people got no choice
And they cant never find a voice
To talk with that they can even call their own
So the first thing that they see
That allows them the right to be
Why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck
Believe me, that it's just a lie
That's what she tells her friends
cause the real song, the real song
Which she won't even admit to herself
Beat of a heart, the song lots of people know
It's a painful song
It'll only say the truth
It lasts for sad songs
Penny for a wish
A wish wont make you a soldier
A pretty kiss or a pretty face
Can't have it's way
The tramps like us, we were born to pay
Love is gone away
And there's no one here now
And there's nothing left to say
But, oh, how I miss him, baby
Oh, baby, come on and slip away
Come on, baby, why don't you slip away
Love is gone away
Took the rings off my fingers
And theres nothing left to say
But, oh how, oh how I need him, baby
Come on, baby, I need you baby
Oh, please don't slip away
I need your loving so bad, babe
Remember your manners
will you please take your hat off
Your mother is dying
listen to her cough
We were always standing on ceremony
We were always standing on ceremony
Can't you show some respect please
although you didn't in real life
Your mother is dying
and I god damn well hope you're satisfied
We were always standing on ceremony
We were always standing on ceremony
So please play another song on that juke box
Please play another pretty sad song for me
And of that phone rings, tell them that you haven't seen me
If the phone rings, tell them you haven't seen me for weeks
and this one here's on me
Standing on ceremony, standing on ceremony
Standing on ceremony, standing on ceremony
Standing on ceremony, you were always standing on ceremony
Friends have said to lock the door
and have an open house no more
The said the Factory must change
and slowly slip away
But if I have to live in fear
where will I get my ideas
With all those crazy people gone
will I slowly slip away
Still there's no more Billy Name
and Ondine is not the same
Wonton and the Turtle gone
Slowly slip away
Slowly slip away
If I close the Factory door
and don't see those people anymore
If I give in to infamy
I'll slowly slip away
I know it seems that friends are right
Hello daylight, goodbye night
But starlight is so quiet here
Think I'll slowly slip away
What can I do by myself
it's good to here from someone else
It's good to hear a crazy voice
That will not slip away
Will not slip away
If I have to live in fear
my ideas will slowly slip away
If I have to live in fear
I'm afraid my life will slip away
If you can't see me past my door
Why your thoughts could slowly slip away
If I have to lock the door
another life exists no more slip away
Friends have said to lock the door
Watch out for who comes through the door
The said the Factory must change
When I was a poor young boy at school
Girls like you always played me for a fool
But now, a time has come to lay to waste
The theory people have of getting an acquired taste
you treated me -
Oh, so, so senselessly cruel
Oh baby, you were so senselessly cruel
From the beginnings I suspected the worst
And you didn't disappoint me
it was just that you were the first
But now, I wouldn't let you touch me
if you were within a foot
And girl, I'm never ever gonna get hurt
'cause you treated me -
Oh, so senselessly cruel
Oh now, so senselessly cruel
(Oh, so senselessly cruel)
(Oh, so senselessly cruel)
Satellite's gone up to the skies
Thing like that drive me out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on TV
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of ...
Satellite's gone way up to Mars
Soon it will be filled with parking cars
I watch it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV
Satellite of love ...
I've been told that you've been bold
With Harry, Mark and John
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, to Thursday
With Harry, Mark and John
Satellite's gone up to the skies
Thing like that drive me out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV
[Instrumental]
Sit yourself down
bang out a tune on that grand piano
Sit yourself down
lay languidly down upon that sofa
Ooohhh, isn't it nice
when your heart is made out of ice
Ride, Sally, ride
it's not your time or way of confusion
Ride, Sally, ride
'cause if you don't, you'll get a contusion
Ooohhh, isn't it nice
when your heart is made out of ice
Sit yourself down
take of your pants, don't you know this is a party
Sit yourself down
why do you think we brought all these people, Miss Brandy
Ooohhh, isn't it nice
when you find your heart's made out of ice
Ride, Sally, ride
it's not your time, it's just your confusion
Ride, Sally, ride
it's not your time, you'll get a contusion
Ooohhh, isn't it nice
when you find your heart is made out of ice
(Ride, Sally ride)
(Ride, ride, ride, ride, Sally ride) Ride, Sally, ride
(Ride, ride, ride, ride, Sally ride) Hey, ride, Sally, ride
(Ride, ride, ride, ride, Sally ride) Ride, Sally, ride
(Ride, ride, ride, ride, Sally ride, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(Ride, ride, ride, ride, Sally ride, hey-hey-hey, hey-hey)
Looking for another place
Somewhere else to be
Looking for another chance
To ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Where everything seems so pretty
When you're lonely and tired of the city
Remember it's a flower made out of clay
To the city
Where everything seems so ugly
When your sitting at home in self pitty
Remember you're just one more person
Who's living there
It's hard to live in the city
It's hard to live in the city
1969, Live version
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea
birthes a hollow hair
Part of a figure head
It nearly drive me crazy
I am a lazy son
My death would get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-ho
But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been
Down by the sea, down by the sea
Down by the sea, down by the sea
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea
Insects are evil thoughts
Fought off by selfish men
It nearly drives me crazy
I am a lazy son
I never get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-holler
But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been
Dawn by the sea, ...
When I was six, I had my first lady
when I was eight, my first drink
When I was fourteen, I was speeding in the street
what could anybody say to me
You can call me Mister, you can call me Sir
but don't you point your finger at me
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want a mistrial in front of the people
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want to bring my case to the people of New York City
When I was thirty, my attitude was bad
if I said differently it'd be a lie
But there's some smarts you learn down in the street
that a college education can't buy
You can call me Mister, or you can call me Sir
but don't you point your finger at me, oh
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want a mistrial in front of the people
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want to bring my case to in front of the people at New York City
You can call me Mister, or you can call me Sir
but don't you point your finger at me, yeah
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want a mistrial in front of the people, I, I
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want to bring my case to the people at New York City
And I said ";M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L";, mistrial
in front of all the people
I said ";M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L";, mistrial
in front of the people of New York City
Mistrial
.... the people of New York City
I said mistrial
";M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L"; ....
I can't seem to make up my mind
I can't tell the colors that will fit this room
I can't tell a thing about you
Make up my mind
I can't seem to make up my mind
Are you laughing at me or telling a joke
The cigarette on the sheet begins to smoke
Make up your mind
Right or left
Up or down
In or out
Straight or round
Love or lust
Rain or shine
I can't seem to make up my poor mind
I can't seem to make up my mind
I can't tell the difference between wrong and right
Are you laughing at me in your sleep tonight
Leaving me behind
Leaving me behind
Life isn't what is seems
I'm forever drifting into dreams
Such a sad affair
to always be drifting into air
But it's not what you say or you do
that makes me feel like I am falling
It's things that we've both been through
that makes me feel like I am upside down
And love makes you feel ten foot tall
Yes, love makes you feel ten foot tall
Just a funny thing
I'm forever drifting into dreams
Huh, just not the proper thing
to always be drifting into dreams
But it's not what you say or you do
that makes me feel like I am falling
It's things that we've both been through
that makes me feel like I am upside down
And love makes you feel ten foot tall
Yes, love makes you feel ten foot tall
And it sounds like this
Legendary hearts
Tearing up apart
With stories of their love
Their great transcendent loves
While we stand here and fight
And lose another night
Of legendary love
Legendary loves
Haunt me in my sleep
Promises to keep
I never should have made
I can't live up to this
I'm good for just a kiss
Not legendary love
Romeo, oh, romeo, wherefore art thou romeo
He's in a car or at a bar
Or churning his blood with an impure drug
He's in the past and seemingly lost forever
He worked hard at being good
But his basic soul was stained not pure
And when he took his bow
No audience was clapping
Legendary hearts
Tear us all apart
Make our emotions bleed
Crying out in need
No legendary love
Is coming from above
It's in this room right now
And you've got to fight
To make what's right
You've got to fight
To make what's right
You've got to fight
To make what's right
I'm cruising fast on a motorcycle
Down this winding country road
And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill
Where last week I fell off
There's still some oil by the old elm tree
And a dead squirrel that I hit
But if I hadn't left, I would have struck you dead
So I took a ride instead
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
My doctor says, she hopes I know
How lucky I can be
After all it wasn't my blood
Mixed in the dirt that night
But this violent rage, turned inward
Can not be helped by drink
And we must really examine this and I say
I need another drink
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
I'm tearing down route 80 east
The sun's on my right side
I'm drunk, but my vision's good
And I think of my child bride
And on the left in shadows
I see something that makes me laugh
I aim that bike at the fat pothole
Beyond that underpass
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
When she walked on down the street
She was like a child staring at her feet
But when she passed the bar
And she heard the music play
She had to go in and sing
It had to be that way
She had to go in and sing
It had to be that way
And I said no, no, no
Oh, Lady Day
And I said no, no, no
Oh, Lady Day
After the applause had died down
And the people drifted away
She climbed down the bar
And went out the door
To the hotel
That she called home
It had greenish walls
A bathroom in the hall
And I said no, no, no
Oh, Lady Day
And I said no, no, no
Hey man, what's your style
How you get your kicks for living
Hey man, what's your style
How you get your adrenalin flowing now
How you get your adrenalin flowing
Hey man, what's your style
I love the way, try to call now
Hey man, what's your style
I ain't jealous of the way you're living
I ain't jealous of the way you're living
When you cut that dude with just a little mania
You did it so .. ah
When the blood comma' down his neck
Don't you know it was better than sex, now, now, now
It was way better than getting mean
'Cause it was the final thing to do, now
Get somebody to come on to you
And then you just get somebody to ..
To now, now, come on to you
And then you kill them
You kill them, now, now, cause I need kicks ...
I'm getting bored, I n-n-n-need now, now some kicks
Oh, give it, give it, give it to me now, kicks
You know, I love the way you drive your car now
Hey man, what's your style
I ain't jealous of the way you're living
Ain't jealous of the way you're living
When your slayed that cat that night
You did it so crudely, now
With that blood coming down his chest
It was way better than sex, now, now
It was way better than getting mean
It was the final thing to do
Get somebody to came, come on to you, then
Get somebody to come on to you
Better kill them now
Better kill him now, now
Yeah, kill him now, now
Kill him now, now
'Cause I need kicks
Yeah, n-n-n-n-n-n-n-need some kicks
N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-need some kicks
Oh come on, give me kicks
I'm waiting for my man
Got 26 dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 125
feelin' sick and dirty
Huh, I'm waiting for my man
Hey white boy, what you doin' uptown
Hey white boy, you chasin' my women around
Pardon me sir, it's furthest from my mind
I'm just waitin' for a dear-dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man, come on
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
PR shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
first thing you learn is that you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you and nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Hey baby, don't you holler, don't you ball and shout
I'm feeling good, I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, feeling so fine
until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
I'm waiting for my man
I'm waiting for my man
man-man-man-man-man-man-man
I remember you
I remember me
I remember
I remember how things used to be
I remember every word that you said
I remember, how could I forget
I remember, I remember you
(I remember, I remember)
I remember you
I remember your old address
And I remember
how could I forget
I remember thinking how my luck changed
I remember being so amazed
I remember, I remember you
(I remember, I remember)
I remember, I remember you
(I remember, I remember)
I remember you
I remember me
I remember
the way things used to be
I remember how it was that we met
I remember, I will never forget
I remember, I remember you
(I remember, I remember)
I remember, I remember you
(I remember, I remember)
I remember, I remember you
(I remember, I remember)
I remember, I remember you
(I remember, I remember)
I remember, I remember you
...
You broke my heart and you made me cry
you said that I couldn't dance
But now I'm back to let you know
that I can really make romance
You do what you gotta do
you do everything you can
You do what you wanna do
hey, but I love you, Suzanne
You do anything once
you try anything twice
You so what you gotta do
hey, but I love you, Suzanne, hey, hey
Do what you wanna do
you do what you can
You do what you wanna do
but I love you, Suzanne
I love you when you're good
baby, I love you when you're bad
You do what you gotta do
hey, but I love you, Suzanne
Do what you wanna do
hey, baby, do what you can
You do what you wanna do, baby
but I love you, Suzanne
I know you, try anything once, baby
you try anything twice
Do what you gotta do
but I love you, Suzanne
I love you when you're good, baby
I love you when you're bad
Do what you wanna do
ooohhh, but I love you, Suzanne, hey, hey
Hey, I love you, Suzanne
I love you, Suzanne
I love you, Suzanne
oh, sweet ...
Do what you wanna do
hey, you do what you can
You do what you wanna do
hey, but I love you, Suzanne
You try anything once
you do anything twice
Do what you wanna do
you know that I love you, Suzanne
I believe in good times now
and I believe in shows
And I believe in the iron cross
and as everybody knows
I believe in good time music
yeah, good time rock 'n' roll
I believe in music, music, music
it'll satisfy your soul, but -
Ah, I believe love (Good time music)
yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, now, I believe in love (Good time music)
I believe in party time
and I believe in soul
And I believe in temptation
and knock, knock, knocking at your door
And I believe in good times
yeah, good times rock 'n' roll
Yeah, I believe in music, music, music
it'll satisfy your soul, but you know that -
Ah, I believe love (Good time music)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ah, I believe love (Good time music)
I believe (I believe), I believe (I believe)
I believe in love
I believe (I believe), I believe (I believe)
yeah, I believe in love
I believe (I believe), I believe (I believe)
yeah, I believe in love
I believe (I believe), I believe,(I believe)
yeah, I believe in love
Yeah, I believe in love, good time music
good time rock 'n' roll
Good time music
good time rock 'n' roll
Good time music
good time rock 'n' roll
Good time music
good time rock 'n' roll
...
How do you think it feels
When you're speeding and lonely
Come here baby
How do you think it feels
When all you can say is: If only
If only I had a little
If only I had some change
If only, if only, only
How do you think it feels
And when do you think it stops ?
How do you think it feels
When you've been up for five days
Come down here Mama
Hunting around always - ooh
'Cause you're afraid of sleeping
How do you think it feels
To feel like a wolf and foxy
How do you think it feels
To always make love by proxy ?
How do you think it feels
And when do you think it stops ?
When your imagination has too much to say
When the chill of the night meets the sweat of the day
And you have trouble understanding what other people have to say
You'd better
hang on to your emotions
When a demagogue inside your head has taken charge
And by default what you say or do is criticized
And this litany of failures is recited a thousand times
You'd better
hang on to your emotions
Could it be you've never felt like that
That your mind's a cage - inside the cage a cat
That spits and scratches all it can get at
And that's you
And your emotions
Could it be you've never felt like that
Your mind's a cage - inside the cage a rat
Rabidly trying to get it
and your emotions
You and your emotions
When your imagination has too much to say
When that facile voice inside your head says give your life away
You might think to ask - how it got that way
What books it has read - that make it that way
And where it got the right - to speak to anyone that way
You'd better
hold on to your emotions
Hold on to your emotions
When a night city's breeze blows across the room
And a 5 am moon and sun start their swoon
You hear your lover's breath
And not a moment too soon
You get to
Sitting on a hard chair try to sit straight
Sitting on a hard chair this moment won't wait
Listening to the speakers they're talking about you
Look at all the people all the people you knew
Sitting with my back straight it becomes hard to hear
Some people are crying it becomes hard to hear
I don't think you'd have liked it you would have made a joke
You would have made it easier you'd say ";tomorrow I'm smoke";
Sitting on a hard chair how far we have come
Trying hard to listen to your friends who have come
Some of them are famous and some are just like me
Trying hard to listen trying hard to see
Sitting in a hard chair it's over time to stand
Some people are crying I turn to grab your hand
It's your daughter saying thank you, You, you would have made a joke
";Isn't this something,"; you say, ";tomorrow I'm smoke";
Born on a farm in a transatlantic moonlight
split like a cord of wood my family broke up
Sold like a piece of steer, a piece of meat, a cow
a breathing piece of shit
Picked for my age, for my strength and make up
called for I was tall, I was big, I could hold up
A tree or a piece of steel I could do
what my fat owner can't
Ah, future farmers of America
future farmers of America
Future farmers of America
Ah
I'm always watching the way his wife looks me over
I have a sex twice as big as her husband's
If I wasn't so large, so strong, so pale
I'd disappear under a bush
Colorless men and ladies of the world unite
kill your master with one cut of your knife
Kill them during sex, kill them during talk
kill them whenever you can
Future farmers of America
future farmers of America
Future farmers of America
These -
- stupid black owners are foreigners to affairs of the heart
look at me, I'll never own land that I work on
Every one of us here shares a surname
this father must die
I was born on the dark cusp of twilight
my father was dark, my mother was light
Look at me, I'm strong
I could crush him in my fist
Ah
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my fist
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my fist
Future farmers of America
I could crush him in my fist
Future farmers of America
I could crush him in my fist
Future farmers of America
I could crush him in my fist
They call you ecstasy
nothing ever sticks to you
Not velcro, not scotch tape
not my arms dipped in glue
Not if I wrap myself in nylon
a piece of duct tape down my back
Love pierced the arrow with the twelve
and I can't get you back
Ah, ecstasy
ecstasy
Ah, ecstasy
Across the streets an old Ford, they took off its wheels
the engine is gone
In its seat sits a box
with a note that says, Goodbye Charlie, thanks a lot
I see a child through a window with a bib
and I think of us and what we almost did
The Hudson rocketing with light
the ships pass the Statue of Liberty at night
They call it ecstasy, ah
ecstasy
Ecstasy, ah
ecstasy
Some men call me St. Ivory
some call me St. Maurice
I'm smooth as alabaster
with white veins runnin' through my cheeks
A big stud through my eyebrow
a scar on my arm that says, Domain
I put it over the tattoo
that contained your name
They called you ecstasy, ecstasy
ecstasy
They call you ecstasy, ecstasy
ecstasy
The moon passing through a cloud
a body facing up is floating towards a crowd
And I think of a time and what I couldn't do
I couldn't hold you close, I couldn't, I couldn't become you
They call you ecstasy, I can't hold you down
I can't hold you up
I feel like that car that I saw today, no radio
no engine, no hood
I'm going to the cafe, I hope they've got music
and I hope that they can play
But if we have to part
I'll have a new scar right over my heart
I'll call it ecstasy
Oh, ecstasy, ecstasy
ecstasy
Ecstasy, ecstasy
ecstasy
[Instrumental]
Disco, disco mystic
Disco, disco mystic
Disco, disco mystic
... repeat
Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel
He looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
His father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg
He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the things
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard
He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
He's going out, to the dirty boulevard
He's going down, to the dirty boulevard
This room cost 2,000 dollars a month, you can believe it man it's true
Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants
No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
they dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard
Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em
That's what the Statue of Bigotry says
Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death
and get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard
Going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
Going out, to the dirty boulevard
He's going down, on the dirty boulevard
Going out
Outside it's a bright night, there's an opera at Lincoln Center
Movie stars arrive by limousine
The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
But the lights are out on the mean streets
A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
He's selling plastic roses for a buck
The traffic's backed up to 39th street
The TV Whores are calling the Cops out for a Suck
And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming
He's found a book on Magic in a garbage can
He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling
"At the count of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear"
And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty boulevard
I want to fly, fly, fly, fly, from dirty boulevard
I want to fly away
I want to fly
Fly, fly away
I want to fly
Fly, fly away
Fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly away
Fly away
Pedro lives out of Wilshire Hotel
Looks out a window without glass
Walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
The old man beats him 'cause he too tired to beg
He's got nine brothers and sisters
They're brought up on their knees
Hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older killing the old man
Slim chance he's going to the boulevard
He gonna get in, to the dirty boulevard
I'm gonna get out, to the dirty boulevard
Going down, to the dirty boulevard, get it on
This room cost two thousand dollars a month
You believe it baby, it's true
Somewhere there is a landlord living that wets his pants, wets his pants
No one dreams of being a doctor or lawyer or anything
They just dream of dealing on the boulevard
Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor piss on 'em
That's what the statue of bigotry says
All you poor huddled masses
Why don't you just go club 'em to death? Get it over with
Dump 'em on the boulevard, and get it out now
I'm going down
Get it, get it, get it out
Going down
You ever had rage in your heart?
You ever had some rage in your heart?
You ever had rage in your heart?
Have you ever had rage in your heart?
Outside it's a bright night
There's an opera, Lincoln Center
The klieg lights shoot out over the Manhattan skyline
But the lights are out on the mean [Incomprehensible]
Small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
Selling plastic roses for a buck
Traffic's backed up to Thirty-Ninth Street
The TV whores are calling the cops out to get sucked
Back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming
Found a book on magic in a garbage can
Looks at the pictures, looks up at the cracked ceiling
By the count of three I'll get outta here and fly away
I wanna fly, fly away
I wanna fly from this dirty boulevard
Fly, fly, I wanna get outta, get outta, get outta here
Fly fly, fly away
Fly fly, fly away
Fly fly, fly away
I wanna fly, fly, fly
I wanna fly, fly, fly
Fly away
You're the kind of person that I've been dreaming of
You're the kind of person that I always wanted to love
And when I first seen you walk right through that bar door
And I seen those suit and tie johns buy you one drink
And then buy you some more I had a -
I know you had that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, you're got that crazy feeling
You know that I've had that crazy feeling, too
I can see it in your ..
You got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, now, now, you got that crazy feeling
I've had that crazy feeling, too
Now everybody knows that business ends at three
And everybody knows that after hours love is free
And you, you really are a queen
Oh, such a queen, such a queen
And I know, 'cause I made the same scene
I know just what you mean
Because you got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, now, you're got that crazy feeling
You got that crazy feeling deep inside
Now, I can see it in your eyes
You got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, now, you're got that crazy feeling
And you got that crazy feeling, too
I feel just like, feel just like you
[Instrumental]
Caroline says that I'm just a toy
she wants a man, not just a boy
Oh, Caroline says, ooohhh, Caroline says
Caroline says she can't help but be mean
or cruel, or oh so it seems
Oh, Caroline says, Caroline says
She say she doesn't want a man who leans
Still she is my Germanic -
- Queen
Yeah, she's my Queen
The things she does, the things she says
people shouldn't treat others that way
But at first I thought I could take it all
Just like poison in a vial
hey, she was often very vile
But of course, I thought I could take it all
Caroline says that I'm not a man
so she'll go get it catch as catch can
Oh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says
Caroline says moments in time
can't continue to be only mine
Oh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says
She treats me like I am a fool
But to me she's still a German -
- Queen, ooohhh, she's my -
- Queen, ya ...
Queen, hey baby, she's my Queen
(Queen)
(Queen)
(Queen)
(Queen)
(Queen)
(Queen)
(Queen)
(Queen)
...
--- S.E. ---
Eins
Zwei
Drei
Zugabe
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Caroline
Happy birthday to you
--- S.E. ---
In Berlin by the wall
you were five foot ten inches tall
It was very nice
candlelight and Dubonnet on ice
We were in a small cafe
you could hear the guitars play
It was very nice
oh honey, it was paradise
I'm banging on my drum
I'm banging on my drum
Then banging on my drum, boy
and I'm having lots of fun
I'm banging on my drums, yeah
I'm banging on my drums
I'm banging on my drum, now baby
and I'm having lots of fun
I'm banging on my drum
I'm banging on my drum
I'm banging on my drums, boy
and I'm having lots of fun
I'm banging on my one, huh, my one
yeah, my, my drum
I'm banging on my one, my drums, my one
I'm banging on my drum
Yeah, I'm banging on drums, yeah
yeah, I'm banging on drum
Yeah, I'm banging on drums, now, now
and I'm having lots of fun, fun, fun
yeah
You're an adventurer
You sail across the oceans
You climb the Himalayas
Seeking truth and beauty as a natural state
You're a queen reborn
Worshipped from above afar
Some see you as an elixir
An elemental natural seeking perfect grace
In a catacomb
Or cave of endless drawings
Prehistoric or religious
Your accomplishments prodigious
Seeking out the perfect tone
Your language so clear
Your voice perfectly turning
As in the city I sit yearning
Blowing rings of smoke from thin cigars
Or driving fast in foreign cars
To capture your remains
You're an adventurer
A turban wet wrapped round your head
On the mountainside they predict your death
Oh how you fooled them all
But subjects are a poor excuse
When what you really want's a muse
An inspirating knowledge of what comes before
Speeds of light
The momentary flicker of a candle in its wicker basket
Smoking wax - Facts!
Did you find that superior knowledge that eluded you in college
Did you find that super vortex that could cause your cerebral cortex
to lose its grip
You're an adventurer
You were out looking for meaning
While the rest of us were steaming in an inspirating urban pit
An adventurer
You enter as I'm dreaming
I wish I'd never wake up
Differentiating scheming from my one true love
You're an adventurer
You love the angles and the cherries
The height and width of levies
The natural bridge and tunnels of the human race
You're an adventurer
Nothing seem to scare you and if it does it won't dissuade you
You just will not think about it
You dismiss it and defocus
You redefine the locus of your time in space - Race!
As you move further from me and though I understand the thinking
And have often done the sane thing I find parts of me gone
You're an adventurer
And though I'll surely miss you
And of course I'll survive without you and maybe good will come of that
But at this point I anticipate some grieving
And although I know your leaving
Is a necessary adjunct to what we both do
An adventurer
Splitting up the atom
Splitting up the once was
Splitting up the essence
Of our star-crossed fate
None who meet you do forget you
My adventurer, my adventurer
Never been to England, never been to France
never really learned how to dance
I've never taken dope and I've never taken drugs
ah, I've never danced on a bear-skin rug
Guess it's true, what all those people they say
I'm gonna have to loose my hometown ways
Guess it's true, guess I've led a sheltered life
Never went around with anything
I've had a hometown life, and I have never learned to swing
Not much of a life, I haven't seen much
I've been true to my wife and it's just been too much
Guess it's true, what all these people they say
I'm gonna have to lose my hometown ways
You know it's true, guess I've led a sheltered life
Guess it's true, what all those people they say
I'm gonna have to lose my hometown ways
Guess it's true, guess I've led a sheltered life
It was a very cold clear fall night.
I had a terrible dream the other night. Billy Name and Brigid were
playingunder my stair case on the secaond floor about two o'clock
in the morning I woke up because Amos and Archie had started barking.
That made me very angry because I wasn't feeling well and I told them.
I was very cross the real me, that they just better remenber waht
happened to Sam the Bad Cat that was left at home and got sick and went
pussy heaven.
It was a very cold clear fall night. Some snowfalkes were falling,
gee it was so beautiful, and so I went to get my camera to take some
pictures. And then I was taking the pictures but the exposure thing
wasn't right and I was going to call Fred or Gerry to find out how
to get it set but oh it was late and then I remembered they were still
probably at dinner and anyway I felt really bad and didn't want to
talk to anybody anyway but the snowflakes were so beautiful and real
looking and I really wanted to hold them. And that's when I heard
the voices from down the hall near the stairs. So I got a flashlight
and I was scared and I went out into the hallway. There's been all
kinds of troubles lately in the neighborhood and someone's got to
bring home the bacon and anyway there were Brigid and Billy playing.
And under the stair case was a little meadow sort of like the park at
23rd street where all the young kids go and play frisbee, gee that
must be fun, maybe we should do an article on that in the magazine,
butthey'll just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell, but I'll just
hold my ground this time, I mean it's my magazine isn't it?
So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell and I heard those
voices having so much fun. Gee it would be so great to have some
fun. So I called Billy, but either he didn't hear me or he didn't
want to answer which was so strange because even if I don't like
reunions I've always loved Billy. I'm so gald he's working I mean
it's different than Ondine. He keeps touring with those movies and
he doesn't even pay us and the film, I mean the film's just going
to disintegrate and then waht. I mean he's so normal off of drugs.
I just don't get it.
And then I saw John Cale. And he's been looking really great. He's
been coming by the office to exercise with me. Ronnie said I have
a muscle but he's been really mean since he went to AA. I mean what
does it mean when you give up drinking and then you're still so mean.
He says I'm being lazy but I'm not, I'm just can't find any ideas.
I mean I'm just not, let's face it, going to get any ideas up at the
office. And seeing John made me think of the Velvets and I had been
thinking about them when I was on St. Marks Place going to that
new gallery those sweet new kids have opened, but the thought I
was old, and then I saw the old Dom, the old club where we did our
first shows. It was so great. And I don't understand about that
Velvet's first album. I mean I did the cover and I was the producer
and I always see it repacaged and I've never gotten a penny from it.
How could that be. I should call Henry, but it was good seeing John,
I did a cover for him, but I did in black and white and he change
it to color. It would have been worth more if he'd left it my way
but you can never tell any body anything, I've leaned that.
I treid calling again to Billy and John but they wouldn't recognize
me it was like I wasn't there. Why won't they let me in. And then
I saw Lou I'm so mad at him. Lou Reed got married and didn't invite me.
I mean is it because he thought I'd bring too many people. I don't
get it. he could have at least called. I mean he's doing so great.
Why doesn't he call me? I saw him at the MTV show and he was one row
away and he didn't even say hello. I don't get it. You know I hate Lou
I really do. He won't even hire us for his videos. And I was proud of
him.
I was so scared today. There was blood leaking thought my shirt
from those old scars from being shot. And the corset I wear to keep
my insides in was hurting. And I did three sets of fifteen pushups and
four sets of ten situps. But then my insides hurt and I saw drops of
blood on my shirt and I remember the doctors saying I was dead. And
then later they had to take blood out of my hand 'couse they ran out
or veins but then all this thinking was making me an old grouch and
you can't do anything anyway so if they wouldn't let me play with
them in my own dream I was just going to have to make another and
another and another. Gee wouldn't it be funny if I died in this dream
before I could make another one up.
Your face when sleeping is sublime
And then you open up your eyes
Then comes pancake factor number one
Eyeliner, rose hips and lip gloss, such fun
You're a slick little girl, you're a slick little girl
Rouge and coloring, incense and ice
Perfume and kisses, oh it's all so nice
You're a slick little girl, you're a slick little girl
Now we're coming out, out of our closets
Out on the streets, yeah, we're coming out
When you're in bed it's so wonderful
It'd be so nice to fall in love
When you get dressed I really get my fill
People say that it's impossible
Gowns lovely made out of lace
And all the things that you do to your face
You're a slick little girl, you're a slick little girl
Eyeliner, whitener then color the eyes
Yellow and green, oh what a surprise
You're a slick little girl, oh, you're such a slick little girl
Now we're coming out, out of our closets
Out on the streets, yes, we're coming out
Yes I'm Mother Nature's son
And I'm the only one
I do what I want and I want what I see
Could only happen to me
I'm so free, I'm so free
Oh please, Saint Germaine
I have come this way
Do you remember the shape I was in
I had horns and fins
I'm so free, I'm so free
Do you remember the silver walks
You used to shiver and I used to talk
Then we went down to Times Square
And ever since I've been hanging around there
I'm so free, I'm so free
Yes I'm Mother Nature's son
And I'm the only one
I do what I want and I want what I see
Could only happen to me
I'm so free, I'm so free
Oh - oh - oh, I'm so free, I'm so free
When I feel good, I'm so free ...
Early in the morning, I'm so free
Hey, hey, hey
Hey now, there's a lovely girl
and she's stealin' all your sheets
Hey now, there's a lovely girl
that's the kind of girl to meet, oh
Hey now, there's a lonely boy
and he's lookin', looking for love, ha, ah
Ah now, there's a lovely girl
and she's looking for some stud.
But she's, hey now, won't you give it, now
won't you give it, give it, give it me, please, oh
Hey now, there's a lucky girl
give it, give it, give it to me
hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey now, there's an international boy
walkin' around the world
Hey now, there's a jet set star
lookin' still for some little pick up girl, I said -
- Hey now, you used to scratch my back
and you look across the board
Hey, hey now, when you ripped open my shirt
you see that's written, hey, The Wanderer on my chest
Hey, hey now, there's a dancing girl
Kiss you, kiss you, kiss you good bye, ooohhh baby ooohhh
Hey now, there's a lovely child
Look, look, looking for love
Hey, hey, hey
Give it to us, baby, now, yeah
There goes my chest, groovy on my best, baby, hey, yeah
Harry was a rich young man who would become a priest
He dug up his dear father who was recently deceased
He did it with tarot cards and a mystically attuned mind
And shortly there and after he did find
Jeanny was a spoiled young brat, she thought she knew it all
She smoked mentholated cigarettes and she had sex in the hall
But she was not my kind or even of my sigh
The kind of animal that I would be about
Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Hangin' 'round, hangin' 'round
Cathy was a bit surreal, she painted all her toes
And on her face she wore dentures clamped tightly to her nose
And when she finally spoke her twang her glasses broke
And no one else could smoke while she was in the room
Hark the herald angels sang and reached out for a phone
And plucking it with ivory hand dialed long distance home
But it was all too much sprinkling angel dust to A.T. and T.
Who didn't wish you well
Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
I love women, I think they are great
They're a solace to the world in a terrible state
They're a blessing to the eyes, a balm to soul
What a nightmare to have no women in the world
I love women
We all love women
I used to look at women in the magazines
I know that it was sexist, but I was on the sly
I couldn't keep my hands off women
And I won't till I die
I love women
We all love women
A woman's love can lift you up, and women can inspire
I feel like buying flowers and hiring a celestial choir
A choir of castratis to serenade my love
They'd sing a little Bach for us and then we'd make love
I love women
I love women
We all love women
The heroine stood up on the deck
The ship was out of control
The bow was being ripped to shreds
Men were fighting down below
The sea had pummeled the boat for so long
That they knew nothing but fear
And the baby's in the box, he thinks the door is locked
The sea is in a state, the baby learns to wait
For the heroine, ooohh for the heroine
Locked in his defense, he waits for the heroine
The mast is cracking as he waves are slapping
Sailors roll across the deck
And when they thought none was looking
They would cut a weaker man's neck
While the heroine dressed in a virgin white dress
Tried to steer the mighty ship
But the raging storm wouldn't hear of it
They were in for a long trip
Baby's in the box, he thinks the door is locked
He finds it hard to breathe, drawing in the sea
And where's the heroine to fire off the gun
To calm the raging seas and let herself be seized by the
Baby in the box, he thinks the door is locked
The woman has the keys
But there is no moment she can seize
Here's to the heroine, who transcends all the men
Who are locked inside the box
Will the lady let them out
Ooohh the heroine, ooohh the heroine
The image of the poet's in the breeze
Canadian geese are flying above the trees
A mist is hanging gently on the lake
My house is very beautiful at night
My friend and teacher occupies a spare room
He's dead - at peace at last the Wandering Jew
Other friends has put stones on his grave
He was the first great man that I had ever met
Sylvia and I got out our Ouija Board
To dial a spirit - across the room it soared
We were happy and amazes at what we saw
Blazing stood the proud and regal name Delmore
Delmore, I missed all your funny ways
I missed your jokes and the brilliant things you said
My Dedalus to your Bloom
Was such a perfect wit
And to find you in my house
Makes things perfect
I really got a lucky life
My writhing, my motorcycle and my wife
And to top it all off a spirit of pure poetry
Is living in this stone and wood house with me
The image of the poet's in the breeze
Canadian geese are flying above the trees
A mist is hanging gently on the lake
Our house is very beautiful at night
"Sweet Jane"
Lou Reed
Velvet Underground
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand,
Jack is in his corset, and Jane is in her vest, and, me,
I'm in a rock'n'roll band. Huh!
Ridin' in a Stutz-Bearcat, Jim
Y'know, those were different times!
Oh, all the poet, they studied rules of verse,
And the ladies, they rolled their eyes.
Sweet Jane! Whoa! Sweet Jane, oh-oh-a! Sweet Jane!
I'll tell you something,
Jack, he is a banker,
And Jane, she is a clerk.
Both of them save their monies, ha,
And when, when they come home from work!
Ooh! Sittin' down by the fire, oh!
The radio does play,
The classical music there, Jim.
"The March of the Wooden Soldiers".
All you protest kids.
You can hear Jack say, get ready, ah,
Sweet Jane! Come on baby! Sweet Jane! Oh-oh-a! Sweet Jane!
Some people, they like to go out dancing,
And other peoples, they have to work. Just watch me now!
And there's even some evil mothers,
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt.
Y'know that, women, never really faint,
And that villains always blink their eyes, woo!
And that, y'know, children are the only ones who blush!
And that, life is, just to die!
And, everyone who ever had a heart, oh,
That wouldn't turn around and break it.
And anyone who ever played a part, whoa,
And wouldn't turn around and hate it!
Sweet Jane! Whoa-oh-oh! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane.
I ain't no Christian or no born again saint
I ain't no cowboy or Marxist D.A.
I ain't no criminal or Reverend Cripple from the right
I am just your average guy, trying to do what's right
I'm just your average guy, an average guy
I am just an average guy, I'm just your average guy
Average guy, I'm just your average guy
I'm average looking and I'm average inside
I'm an average lover and I live in an average place
You wouldn't know me if you met me face to face
I'm just your average guy, average guy
Average guy, I'm just an average guy
I worry about money and taxes and such
I worry that my liver's big and it hurts to the touch
I worry about my health and bowels
And the crime waves in the street
I'm really just your average guy
Trying to stand on his own two feet
I'm just your average guy, I'm just your average guy
I'm just your average guy, average guy
Average looks, average taste, average height
An average waist, average in everything I do
My temperature is 98.2
I'm just your average guy, an average guy, average guy
I'm just an average guy, average guy
Hey, pretty baby
don't you think you might give me a chance
Get it on with me
go down-town for some loving romance
And I know I ain't nothing
I ain't worth but a thin dime
But if you put your heart in my hands
I'm sure that I could change your mind
I wanna boogie with you
Yeah, I wanna boogie with you
There's something, baby, on which your parents
both agree
And that is that they both have a
deep distrust for me
And your best friend Frankie
well, I know, your best friend Frankie, he wants to see me sink
And I don't much blame him for that
he gets so useless after so few drinks, you know, baby
I wanna boogie with you
I wanna boogie with you
Well, I know your little baby sister
she thinks that I'm a flop
Well, I guess that you know that it's true
I spent more time at the bottom than the top
Tell your little sister
I know she wants to give me a whirl
But I don't have the time, baby
to wait till she's grown up, and she's a woman, not a girl
Don't you know, I wanna boogie with you
Hey, I wanna boogie with you
I wanna boogie with you
I wanna boogie with you, yeah
Boogie with you
Down by the corner
(How's the family)
(How's the family)
Mama, you tell me how's the family
And papa, tell me how thing's going by you
And little baby sister, I heard that you got married
And I heard that you had yourself a little baby girl, too
And here's some uncles and some cousins I know vaguely
And would you believe my old dog Chelsea's here, too
And would you believe nobody in this family
wanted to keep her
And now that dog's more of a part of this family
then I am, too
I don't come home much anymore
No-no-no I don't come home much anymore
Mama
And mama, I know how disappointed you are
And papa, I know that you feel the same way, too
And no-no-no-no-no I still haven't got married
And no-no-no there's no grandson planned here for you
And by the way, daddy tell me how's the business
I understand that your stock she's growing very high
No, daddy, you're not a poor man anymore
And I hope you'll realize that before you die
Because I don't come home much anymore
No-no-no-no-no I don't come home much no more
But daddy
And please-please-please-please-please
come on let's not start this business again
I know how much you resent the life that I have
But one more time, I don't want the family business
Don't want to inherit it upon the day that you die
Really, daddy should have given it to my sister
You know Elisabeth, you know Elisabeth
she has a better head for those things than I
She lives practically around the corner
That's really the kind of child you could be proud of
But papa, I know that this visit's a mistake
There's nothing here we have in common, except our name
And families that live out in the suburbs
Often make each other cry
And I don't think that I'll come home much anymore
No-no, I don't think I'll come home much again
Mama
Papa
Families
Often make each other cry
No, I don't think that I'll come home much anymore
(How's the families)
Don't these city lights light these streets to life
All these crazy nights bring us together
Any rainy day, you can dance your blues away
Don't these city lights bring us together
Charlie Chaplin's cane, well it flicked away the rain
Things weren't quite the same, after he came here
But then when he left, upon our own request
Things weren't quite the same, after he came here
Don't these city lights bring the streets to life
All these crazy nights bring us together
Any rainy day you can dance your blues away
Don't these city lights bring us together
We're supposed to be a land of liberty
And those city lights to blaze forever
But that little tramp, ooh, on that street corner lamp
When he left us, it's humor left for ever
We're supposed to be a land of liberty
And those city lights to blaze forever
But that little tramp, leaning on that street corner lamp
When he left us, it's humor left for ever
Don't these city lights bring the streets to life
All these crazy nights bring us together
Any rainy day you can dance your blues away
You feel so lonely, when it's in the afternoon
and you gotta face it, all through the night
Don't it make you believe
that something's gonna have to happen soon
oh, baby, all through the night
All through the night
oh, baby, all through the night
All through the night
all through the night
Have you ever played with an all-night band
and got trough it, baby, all through the night
With a daytime of sin and a night time of hell
everybody's gonna look for a bell to ring
all through the night
And they do it, all through the night, baby
all through the night
When the words pour down and the poetry comes
and the novel's written and the book is done
you say, oh, Lord, lover, baby, give it to me
all through the night
And she says it
Best friend Sally, she got sick
and I'm feeling mighty ill, myself
it happens all the time, and all through the night
I went to Saint Vincent's
and I'm watching the ceiling fall down on her body
as she's lying round on the ground
said, oh, babe got to celebrate all through the night
Made me feel so sad, I cried all through the night
I said, oh, Jesus, all through the night
If the sinner's in and the good man's gone
then a woman can't come and help him home
then what're gonna do about it
When they go on all through the night
All they sing, oh, baby, oh, baby, oh, baby
all through the night
and he says, give it to me all through the night
It ain't so much when a man's gotta cry
to get a little loving and some peace of mind
said, hey, baby give it to me all through the night
Some people wait for things that never come
and some people dream of things they've never been done
they do it, oh, baby, all through the night
The city's funny and the country's wide
but I wanna know why they don't have a right
don't they do it, oh, baby, all through the night
Oh, mama, oh, mama, tell me 'bout it
all through the night
I wanna have it all through the night
Christmas comes only once a year
why can't anybody shed just one tear
for things that don't happen all through the night
Oh, mama, all through the night
oh, baby, do it to me all through the night
Easy, easy, baby, why don't you give it to me
Hey, if that ain't the rock'n'roll animal himself, what you doing bro.
(Standing on the corner)
Well, I can see that, what you got in your hand
(Suitcase in my hand)
No, shit, what's this
(Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest)
Fucking faggot Johnson
(Jack, sweet Jane, I'm in a rock'n'roll band)
Well, I can see that
Some people say that you can't - (no no no)
No matter how good you are
And some people say, they can't move - (no no no)
No matter where they are
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some good times
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some pain
No matter how ugly you are
You know to me it all looks the same
Rain from the morning in the blue clouds
Now just shining up with dew
Riding through the city in their big cars
And me, I ain't got nothing to do
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some good times
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some pain
Don't you know things always look ugly
To me they always look the same
Oh, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some good times
Oh, Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some pain
Don't you know that most things look ugly
To me they always look the same
Oh, don't you know, hey, don't you know
To me they always look the same
Oh, don't you know, hey, don't you know
To me they always look the same
Oh, don't you know, hey, don't you know
To me they always look the same
Oh, don't you know, hey, don't you know
It's been a long time since I've been spoken to you
Was it the right time?
Your current troubles and you know they'll get much worse
I hope you know how much I enjoyed them
You're a pig of a person, there's a justice in this world
Hey, how about this?
Your lack of conscience and your lack of morality
Well, more and more people know all about it
We sat around the other night, me and the guys,
trying to find the right word
That would best fit and describe you and people like you
That no principle has touched no principles baptized
How about that?
Who'd eat shit and say it taseted good
if there was some money in it for him
Hey, you remember that song by this guy from Texas
whose name was Bobby Fuller?
I'll sing it for you it went like this
I fought the law and the law won
You've got the money, I've got the time
you want your freedom, make your freedom mine
'Cause I've got the style it takes
and money is all that it takes
You've got connections, I've got the art
you like attention and I like your looks
And I have the style it takes
and you know the people it takes
Why don't you sit right over there
we'll do a movie portrait
I'll turn the camera on
And I won't even be there
a portrait that moves, you look great I think
I'll put the Empire State Building on your wall
for 24 hours glowing on your wall
Watch the sun rise above it in your room
wallpaper art, a great view
I've got a Brillo box and I say it's art
it's the same one you can buy at any supermarket
'Cause I've got the style it takes
and you've got the people it takes
This is a rock group called The Velvet Underground
I show movies on them, do you like their sound
'Cause they have a style that grates
and I have art to make
Let's do a movie here next week
We don't have sound but you're so great
you don't have to speak
You've got the style it takes, kiss
you've got the style it takes, eat
You've got the style it takes, couch
you've got the style it takes, kiss
When you're growing up in a small town
When you're growing up in a small town
When you're growing up in a small town
You say no one famous ever came from here
When you're growing up in a small town
and you're having a nervous breakdown
and you think that you'll never escape it
Yourself or the place that you live
Where did Picasso come from
There's no Michelangelo coming from Pittsburgh
If art is the tip of the iceberg
I'm the part sinking below
When you're growing up in a small town
Bad skin, bad eyes, gay and fatty
People look at you funny
When you're in a small town
My father worked in construction
It's not something for which I'm suited
Oh, what is something for which you are suited ?
Getting out of here
I hate being odd in a small town
If they stare let them stare in New York City
As this pink eyed painting albino
How far can my fantasy go ?
I'm no Dali coming from Pittsburgh
No adorable lisping Capote
My hero, oh, do you think I could meet him ?
I'd camp out at his front door
There is only one good thing about small town
There is only one good use for a small town
There is only one good thing about small town
You know that you want to get out
When you're growing up in a small town
You know you'll grow down in a small town
There is only one good use for a small town
Please
Come over to 81st street I'm in the apartment
above the bar
You know you can't miss it, it's across from the subway
and the tacky store with the mylar scarves
My skin's as pale as outdoors moon
my hair's silver like a Tiffany watch
I like lots of people around me but don't kiss hello
and please don't touch
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me
The way to make friends Andy is invite them up for tea
Open house, open house
I've got a lot of cats, here's my favorite
she's lady called Sam
I made a paper doll of her, you can have it
That's what I did when I had St.Vitus dance
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me
Give people little presents so they remember me
Open house, open house
Someone bring the vegetables
someone please bring heat
My mother showed up yesterday
we need something to eat
I think I got a job today they want me to draw shoes
The ones I drew were old and used, they told me to draw something new
Open house, open house
Fly me to the moon
fly me to a star
But there are no stars in the New York sky
they're all on the ground
You scared yourself with music, I scared myself with paint
I drew 550 different shoes today, it almost made me faint
Open house, open house
It wasn't me who shamed you, it's not fair to say that
You wanted to work I gave you a chance at that
It wasn't me who hurt you, that's more credit that I'm worth
Don't threaten me with the things you'll do to you
It wasn't me who shamed you, it wasn't me who brought you down
You did it to yourself without any help from me
It wasn't me who hurt you, I showed you possibilities
The problems you had were there before you met me
I didn't say this had to be
You can't blame these things on me
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
I know she's dead, it wasn't me
It wasn't me who changed you, you did it to yourself
I'm not an excuse for the hole you dropped in
I'm not simple minded but I'm not father to you at all
Death exists but you do things to yourself
I never said give up control
I never said stick a needle in your arm and die
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
I know she's dead but it wasn't me
It wasn't me who shamed you, who covered you with mud
You did it to yourself without any help from me
You act as I could've told you or stopped you like some god
But people never listen and you know that that's a fact
I never said slit your wrists and die
I never said throw your life away
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
Valerie Solanis took the elevator
got off at the 4th floor
Valerie Solanis took the elevator
got off at the 4th floor
She pointed the gun at Andy saying
you cannot control me anymore
I believe there's got to be some retribution
I believe an eye for an eye is elemental
I believe that something's wrong if she's alive right now
Valerie Solanis took three steps
pointing at the floor
Valerie Solanis waved her gun
pointing at the floor
From inside her idiot madness spoke
and bang, Andy fell onto the floor
I believe life's serious enough for retribution
I believe being sick is no excuse and
I believe I would've pulled the switch on her myself
When they got him to the hospital
his pulse was gone they thought that he was dead
His guts were pouring from his wounds
onto the floor they thought that he was dead
Not until years later would
the hospital do to him what she could not, what she could not
"Where were you, you didn't come to see me"
Andy said, "I think I died, why didn't you come to see me"
Andy said, "it hurt so much, they took blood from my hand"
I believe there's got to be some retribution
I believe there's got to be some retribution
I believe we are all the poorer for it now
Visit me, visit me
Visit me, visit me
Visit me, why didn't you visit me
Visit me, why didn't you visit me
Visit me, visit me
Train entering the city
I lost myself and never come back
Took a trip around the world, and never came back
Black silhouettes, crisscrossed tracks, never came back
Forever changed X2
You might think I'm frivolous, uncaring and cold
You might think I'm frivolous, depends on your point of view
Society andy, who paints and records them
The high and the low, never turn back
Forever changed X4
Got to get to the city, get a job
Got to get some work, to see me through
My old life's behind, I see you quickly receding
My life's disappearing, disappearing from view
Hong Kong, and I was changed
Burma and Thailand, and I was changed
A few good friends, to see me through
Henry and Brigid, to see me through
Only art, to see me through
Only heart, to see me through
My old life's disappearing, just feelin' from view
Forever changed X2
I was thinking of things that I hate to do
SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Things you do to me or I do to you, baby
SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Something fatter or uglier than Rush Rambo
Something more disgusting than Robert Dole
Something pink that climbs out of a hole
And there it was - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
I was getting so sick of this right wing republican shit
These ugly old man scared of young tit and dick
So I try to think of something that made me sick
And there it was - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Now these old fucks can steal all they want
And they can go and pass laws saying you can't say what you want
And you can't look at this and you can't look at that
And you can't smoke this and you can't snort that
And me baby - I got statistics - I got stats
These people have been to bed with their parents
Now I know you're shocked but hang and have a brew
If you think about it for a minute you know that it's true
They're ashamed and repelled and they don't know what to do
They've had sex with their parents
When they looked into their lovers eyes they saw - mom
In the name of the family values we must ask whose family
In the name of the family values we must ask - Senator
It's has been reported that you have had
Illegal congress with your mother, - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
ah, Senator
An illegal congress by proxy is a
Pigeon by any other name, - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Senators you polish a turd
Here in the big city we got a word
For those who would bed their beloved big bird
And make a mockery of our freedoms
Ah, without even using a condom
Without even saying ";no";
By god we have a name for people like that
It's - hey motherfucker
Wind blows snow outside my windows
Crowd below runs wild in the streets
Two rented brothers race down two separate alleys
Heading for the finish line
Down in the train yard out by the stockyard
Butchers with aprons hack meat in the snow
Blood has the brothers pulsing with envy
Heading for the finish line
Two rented brothers. Their faces keep changing
Just like these feelings I have for you
And nothing's forever not even five minutes
When you're headed for the finish line
Down in the depot out by the meat rack
Down by the tunnels surrounding the jail
Prisoners are marching in squares and in circles
They're heading for the finish line
They're lining up for Noah's Ark
They're stabbing each other in the dark
Saluting a flag made of some rich guy's socks
Heading for the finish line
Close to the line the ice is cracking
Two rented feelings sitting in the stands
Two mothers, two fathers and both of them are paid for
All of a sudden it comes back to me
Just up ahead is the finish line
Two rented referees and two checkered rags
Out of the corner of my eye comes a
Dark horse with black wings
Headed for the finish line
I'm five years old the room is fuzzy
I think there's also a very young girl
It's hard to remember what happened exactly
As I'm staring at the finish line
First came fire then came light
All your two-bit psychiatrists are giving you electro shock
They say, they let you live at home, with mom and dad
Instead of mental hospital
But everytime you tried to read a book
You couldn't get to page 17
'Cause you forgot, where you were
So you couldn't even read
Don't you know, they're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run run run run run run run run away
Mom informed me on the phone
She didn't know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
Aren't you glad you're married
And sister, she got married on the island
And her husband takes the train
He's big and he's fat and he doesn't even have a brain
They're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run away
Creedmore treated me very good
But Paine Whitney was even better
And when I flipped on PHC
I was so sad I didn't even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took, it really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
You choke like a son of a gun
Don't you know, they're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
Can't help it, now, baby
You better make your face get out of here, quick
Maybe your .. was getting, aah, too rich
It ain't like we ain't never seen this thing before
And if it turns you then around
Then you better hit the door
But I know, it's just a temporary thing
Ooh, yeah, it's just a temporary thing
You've read too many books
You've seen too many plays
And it's things like this, that turn you away
Hey, hey, now, now, look, ha, look
Hey look, hey look, hey look, you better think about it twice
I know that your good breeding makes it seem not so nice
It's just a temporary thing
Aha, aha, aha, it's just a temporary thing
Where's the number, where's the dime and where's the phone
I feel like a stranger
I guess you wanna go back home
Your mother, your father, your brother
I guess you wouldn't agree with me
But I don't give two shits, they're no better than me
Aha, it's just a temporary thing, oh yeah, been there before
Just a temporary thing, oh yeah, been there before
Ahh, bitch, get of my .. temporary thing
Talk-talk, yak-yak
watch you pull that old one track
Get it up and get it back
making it upon your back
No space, no rent
the money's gone, it's all been spent now
tell me 'bout your claim to fame
Now ain't that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
extra, extra, something 'bout a claim to fame
Ooohhh sweet mama, ooohhh sweet mama
something 'bout your claim to fame
Wet lips, dry now
ready for that old hand out, now
ain't that some claim to fame
Spaced out, spaced in
the head's round, the square's flat
ain't that some claim to fame
Now tell me ain't that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
extra, extra, something, something 'bout some claim to fame
Ooohhh-wheee sweet mama, extra, extra, something
something 'bout your claim to fame
Yeah now
I said now, extra, extra
something 'bout your claim to fame
I said now, extra, extra
something 'bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh mama, said now, extra, extra
something 'bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something 'bout a
about a, about a, something 'bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something 'bout a
'bout a, 'bout a, something 'bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh, ooohhh sweet mama
something 'bout your claim to fame
Oh, ooohhh sweet mama
something 'bout your claim to fame
Jenny said, when she was just five years old
you know there's nothin' happening at all
Every time she put on the radio
there was nothin' goin' down at all
not at all
One fine mornin', she puts on a New York station
and she couldn't believe what she heard at all
She started dancin' to that fine-fine-fine-fine music
ooohhh, her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
hey baby, rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputation
you could dance to a rock 'n' roll station
And it was all right
it was all right
hey babe
Jenny said, when she was just five years old
you know there's nothin' happening at all
Two TV sets, two Cadillac cars
ahhh, hey, ain't help me nothin' at all
not at all
One fine morning, she heard on a New York station
she couldn't believe what she heard at all
not at all
Despite the amputation
you could dance to a rock 'n' roll station
It was all right
it was all right
oh, now here she comes now-now
Jenny said, when she was just five years old
you know there's nothin' happening at all
Yeah, every time she put on the radio
there was nothin' goin' down at all
not at all
Then one fine morning, she put on a New York station
and she couldn't believe what she heard at all
She started dancing to that fine-fine music
ahh, her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputation
you could dance to the rock 'n' roll station
It's all right, all right
all right, all right
All right, it's all right
all right, all right
Baby, baby
baby, baby, ooohhh
(Reed)
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And a
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
Caught between the twisted stars the plotted lines the faulty map
that brought Columbus to New York
Betwixt between the East and west he calls on her wearing a leather vest
the earth squeals and shudders to a halt
A diamond crucifix in his ear is used to help ward off the Fear
that he has left his soul in someone's rented car
Inside his pants he hides a mop to clean the mess that he has dropped
into the life of lithesome Juliette Bell
And Romeo wanted Juliette
And Juliette wanted Romeo
Romeo Rodriguez squares his shoulders and curses Jesus
runs a comb through his black pony-tail
He's thinking of his lonely room
the sink that by his bed gives off a stink
Then smells her perfume in his eyes
and her voice was like a bell
Outside the streets were steaming the crack dealers were dreaming
of an Uzi someone had just scored
I betcha I could hit that light with my one good arm behind my back
says little Joey Diaz
Brother give me another tote those downtown hoods are no damn good
those Italians need a lesson to be taught
This cop who died in Harlem you think they'd get the warnin'
I was dancing when his brains ran out on the street
And Romeo had Juliette
And Juliette had her Romeo
I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin written on it that says
"It's hard to give a shit these days"
Manhattan's sinking like a rock, into the filthy Hudson what a shock
they wrote a book about it, they said it was like ancient Rome
The perfume burned his eyes holding tightly to her thighs
The bias of the father runs on through the son
and leaves him bothered and bewildered
The drugs in his veins only cause him to spit
at the face staring back in the mirror
How can he tell a good act from the bad
he can't even remember his name
How can he do what needs to be done
when he's a follower not a leader
The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl
leaving her small and helpless
Liquor flies through her brain with the force of a gun
leaving her running in circles
How she can tell a good act from the bad
when she's flat on her back in her room
How can she do what needs to be done
when she's a coward and a bleeder
The man if he marries his child
and have endless excuses
The woman sadly will do much the same
thinking that it's right and it's proper
Better than their mommy or their daddy did
Better than the childhood they suffered
The truth is they're happier when they're in pain
I see The Sword of Damocles
is right above your head
They're trying a new treatment
to get you out of bed
But radiation kills both bad and good
it can not differentiate
So to cure you they must kill you
the Sword of Damocles hangs above your head
Now I have seen lots of peoples die
from car crashes or drugs
Last night on 33rd st.
I saw a kid get hit by a bus
Bus this drawn out torture over which part of you lives
is very hard to take
To cure you they must kill you
the Sword of Damocles above your head
That mix of morphine and dexedrine
we use it on the street
It kills the pain and keeps you up
your very soul to keep
But this guessing game has its own rules
the good don't always win
And might makes right
the Sword of Damocles is hanging above your head
It seems everything's done that must be done
from over here though things don't seem fair
But there are things that we can't know
maybe there's something over there
Some other world that we don't know about
I know you hate that mystic shit
It's just another way of seeing
the Sword of Damocles above your head
You can't depend on your family
You can't depend on your friends
You can't depend on a beginning
You can't depend on an end
You can't depend on intelligence
You can't depend on a god
You can only depend on one thing
You need a Busload of Faith to get by
You can depend on the worst always happening
You can depend on a murderer's drive
You can bet that if he rapes somebody
there'll be no problem having a child
And you can bet that if she aborts it
Pro-Lifers will attack her with rage
You can depend on the worst always happening
You need a Busload of Faith to get by
You can't depend on the goodly hearted
The goodly hearted made lampshades and soap
You can't depend on the Sacrament
no Father, no Holy Ghost
You can't depend on any churches
unless there's a real estate you want to buy
You can't depend on the air
You can't depend on a wise man
You can't find them because they're not there
You can depend on cruelty
crudity of thought and sound
You can depend on the worst always happening
It might be great to have a kid that I could kick around
a little me to fill up with thoughts
A little me or he or she to fill up with my dreams
a way of saying life is not a loss
I'd keep the tyke away from school
and tutor him myself
keep him from the poison of the crowd
But then again pristine isolation
might not be the best idea
It's not good trying to immortalize yourself
Why stop at one, I might have ten, a regular TV brood
I'd breed a little liberal army in the woods
Just like these redneck lunatics
I see at the local bar
with their tribe of mutant inbred piglets with cloven hooves
I'd teach them how to plant a bomb, start a fire, play guitar
and if they catch a hunter, shoot him in the nuts
I'd try to be as progressive as I could possibly be
as long as I didn't have to try too much
Susie, Jesus, Bogart, Sam
Leslie, Jill and Jeff
Rita, Winny, Andy, Fran and Jet
Boris, Bono, Lucy, Ethel
Bunny, Reg and Tom
that's a lot of names to try not to forget
Carrier, Marlon, Mo and Steve
La Rue and Jerry Lee
Eggplant, Rufus, Dummy, Star and The Glob
I'd need a damn computer to keep track of all these names
I hope this baby thing don't go too far
Hey I hope it's true what my wife said to me
She says, baby, it's the Beginning of a Great Adventure
It might be fun to have a kid that I could kick around
create in my own image like a god
I'd raise my own pallbearers to carry me to my grave
and keep me company when I'm a wizened toothless clod
Some gibbering old fool sitting all alone
drooling on his shirt
some senile old fart playing in the dirt
It might be fun to have a kid I could pass something on to
something better than rage, pain, anger and hurt
I hope it's true what my wife said to me
Down at the arcade the defender is there
down off of Broadway he's there playing his games
It's very dangerous
putting money down on Robotron
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
and I really know just how to get along
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
down at the arcade
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
and I really think I've got it made
A fistful of quarters, a fifty dollar stake
life is a gamble on video tape
I called a disc jockey
to dedicate a song to Blair
It's the Temps. singing ";I'll be there";
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
down at the arcade
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
and I really think I've got it made
The president called to give me the news
I've been awarded the Nobel Price in rhythm and blues
And Stevie Wonder
wants to record one of my songs
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
and I really know just how to get along
Oh, I'm the Great Defender, listen to my song
I really hope you like it, it isn't very long
It's rooted in the 50s
but its heart's in 1984
And if you really like it
then I sing it for you once more
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
down at the arcade
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
and I really think I've got it made
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
down at the arcade
...
When you're in a dream
and you think you've got your problems all nailed down
Pieces of the scheme
Seem to rattle up and to rattle down
And when you start to fall
And those footsteps they start to fade
Then you know you're going down
Yeah, you're falling all around
And you know you're going down
for the last time
When you're in the air
And you're thinking you'll drift off into the rest
Your friends politely advise
Hey look you're pushing too hard
And perhaps you need a rest
And when you start to fall
And all those footsteps they start to fade
Then you know you're going down
Yeah, you're crashing upside down
And you know you're going down
for the last -
Time's not what it seems
it just seems longer, when you're lonely in this world
Everything it seems
would be brighter if your nights were spent with some girl
Yeah, you're falling all around
Yeah, you're crashing upside down
Oh, oh, and you know you're going down
I got the time I got my feet
Let's go hit the street
High in the city, high in the city
I got my mace and you got your knife
You gotta protect your own life
High in the city, high in the city
I wanna get high high in the city
I wanna stay alive here in the city
I wanna stay high high in the city
High in the city, high in the city
Let's not walk down Sutton Place
You know everybody there got an Akitas
High in the city, high in the city
Don't wanna talk politics today
I feel too good let me have my way
High in the city, high in the city
Let's grap a pie, let's hit the park
I'll kiss and hug you till it gets dark
Here in the city, getting high in the city
High in the city and you're looking so pretty
Feelin' pretty witty, gettin' high off of the city
High in the city
Watch out for that guy on your right
Seen him on the news last Saturday night
He was high in the city
Hey, look they're setting fire to that jeep
There's not much you can keep
High in the city, high in the city
I wanna get high high in the city
I wanna stay alive alive in the city
I wanna stay high high in the city
High in the city, high in the city
So many people feeling low
And there's only one way to go to
I would not run from the holocaust
I would not run from the bomb
I'd welcome the chance to meet my maker
And fly into the sun, fly into the sun, fly into the sun
I'd break up into million pieces and fly into the sun
I would not run from the blazing light
I would not run from its rain
I'd see it as an end to misery
As an end to worldly pain
An end to worldly pain
I'd shine by the light of the unknown moment
To end this worldly pain
Fly into the sun, fly into the sun
I'd shine by the light of the unknown moment
And fly into the sun
The earth is weeping, the sky is shaking
The stars split to their core
And every proton and unnamed neutron
is fusing in my bones
And an unnamed mammal is darkly rising
As man burns from his tomb
And I look at this as a blissful moment
To fly into the sun
Fly into the sun, fly into the sun
I'd burn up into a million pieces
And fly into the sun
To end this mystery answer my mystery
I'd look at this as a wondrous moment
To end this mystery
Fly into the sun, fly into the sun
I'd break up into a million pieces
The other night we went to see Sam's play
doin' the things that we want to
It was very physical it held you to the stage
doin' the things that he wants to
Doin' the things that he wants to
The guy's a cowboy from some rodeo
doin' the things that he wants to
The girl had once loved him, but now she want to go
doin' the things that she wants to
Doin' the things that she wants to
The man was bullish, the woman was a tease
doin' the things that they want to
They fought with their words, their bodies and their deeds
doin' the things that they want to
When they finished fighting, they exited the stage
doin' the things that they want to
I was firmly struck by the way they had behaved
doin' the things that they want to
Doin' the things that they want to
hey
It reminds me of the movies Marty made about New York
(doin' the things that he wants to)
Those frank and brutal movies that are so brilliant
(doin' the things that he wants to)
";True Love"; meet ";The Raging Bull";
(doin' the things that he wants to)
They're very inspirational, I love the things they do
(doin' the things that he wants to)
Doin' the things that I want to
There's not much you hear on the radio today
(doin' the things that we want to)
But you could still see a movie or a play
(doin' the things that we want to)
Here's to ";Travis Bickle"; and here's ";Johnny Boy";
(doin' the things that we want to)
Growing up in the Mean Streets of New York
(doin' the things that we want to)
I wrote this song 'cause I'd like to shake your hand
(doin' the things that we want to)
In a way you guys are the best friends I ever had
(doin' the things that we want to)
Doin' the things that we want to
That we want to
A true love
In Berlin by the wall
You were five foot ten inches tall
It was very nice
Candlelight and Dubonnet on ice
We were in a small cafe
You could hear the guitars play
It was very nice
If there's rage inside you so you cannot think
spit it out
If you get so angry that you cannot speak
spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
and tell them where they can put it
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to talk to him or her or it
and take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
If you get worked over at your job
spit it out
If a taxi almost runs you down
spit it out
You got to take aim with your mouth and speak
and give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
and take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out
Hey, hey, hey
If you're patient and you have the time
spit it out
Wait till they're on the decline
spit it out
The Chinese say you meet the hard with the soft
the Yin with the Yang, the down with the up, oh
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to grab that dumb he, she or it
and give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out, babe, spit it out
Hey
Outside the world's a mindless child
outside
Outside reflects the worst of styles
outside
Inside when you're in my arms
a mindless child is still to be borne
Inside, baby, when we come inside
Outside the politics of greed
outside
Outside misbehavior seethes
outside
Mindless repression dominates the street
while I kneel down and kiss your feet
Inside, baby, when we come inside
outside
Outside they don't think they breed
outside
Outside emotion determines need
outside
Outside the world's a mindless child
that we could bring to life in your arms
Inside, baby, when we come inside
Outside the politics of hate an greed
outside
Outside the world's a mindless child
outside
But when I hold you in my arms
it's a mindless child that you want
Inside, no matter 'bout the world Outside
Inside, a baby's what you want inside
Mama's got a lover
a painter I am told
she's getting out of real estate
for the art scene down in old Soho
Art scene down in old Soho
Mama's got a lover
he owns a gallery
she says he likes collages but
the money's in graffiti
Money's in graffiti
Mama's got a lover
I met him yesterday
she says she hopes I like him
maybe I'll send him a card on father's day
Father's day
Mama's got a lover
they're backing a film
it's about a working mother
who gives birth to black and white Siamese twins
Black and white Siamese twins
Mama's got a lover
he's got something to say
he says he's into dirt and rot
The essence of ";urban decay";
";Urban decay";
Mama's got a lover
we met yesterday
she says she hopes I like him
I'll send him a card on father's day
On father's day
Mama's got a lover
I met him yesterday
she's starting a new chapter
I wish she was on the last page
The last page
Mama's got a lover
we met yesterday
she says she hopes I like him
I'll send him a card on father's day
Father's day
Mama's got a lover (Mama's got a lover)
mama's got a lover (Mama's got a lover), oh
Mama's got a lover (Mama's got a lover)
my mama's got a lover (Mama's got a lover)
(Mama's got a lover)
(mama's got a lover)
(Mama's got a lover)
(mama's got a lover)
(Mama's got a lover)
(mama's got a lover)
(Mama's got a lover)
(mama's got a lover)
(Mama's got a lover)
(mama's got a lover)
(Mama's got a lover)
(mama's got a lover)
...
I was angry, I said things I shouldn't say
but please don't turn your back
Sometimes I get so upset
but I take it all back
Please don't go, I know I was wrong
Sometimes I don't know what comes over me
But I try to remember
don't hurt a Woman
Don't hurt a Woman
I was angry, I said things I shouldn't say
I must have lost control
Sometimes something clicks in my head
and I'm not myself anymore
That wasn't me, you can't believe everything you see
let's make believe I never said a word
And I'll try to remember
don't hurt a Woman
Try to remember
don't hurt a Woman
Try to remember
don't hurt a Woman
I'll try to remember
don't hurt a Woman
'Cause I lovin' you
so long
Life's like a mayonnaise soda
And life's like space without room
And life's like bacon and icecream
That's what life's like without you
Life's like forever becoming
But life's forever dealing in hurt
Now life's like death without living
That's what life's like without you
Life's like Sanskrit read to a pony
I see you in my mind's eye strangling on your tongue
What good is knowing such devotion
I've been around--I know what makes things run
What good is seeing eye chocolate
What good's a computerized nose
And what good is cancer in April
Why no good--no good at all
What good's a war without killing
What good is rain that falls up
What good's a disease that won't hurt you
Why no good, I guess, no good at all
What good are these thoughts that I'm thinking
It must be better not to be thinking at all
A styrofoam lover with emotions of concrete
No not much, not much at all
What good is life without living
What good's this lion that barks
You loved a life others throw away nightly
It's not fair, not fair at all
What's good?
Life's good--
When you pass through the fire
you pass through humble
You pass through a maze of self doubt
When you pass through humble
the lights can blind you
Some people never figure that out
You pass through arrogance you pass through hurt
You pass through an ever present past
and it's best not to wait for luck to save you
Pass through the fire to the light
As you pass through the fire
your right hand waving
there are things you have to throw out
That caustic dread inside your head
will never help you out
You have to be very strong
'cause you'll start from zero
over and over again
And as the smoke clears
there's an all consuming fire
lying straight ahead
They say no one person can do it all
but you want to in your head
But you can't be Shakespeare
and you can't be Joyce
so what is left instead
you're stuck with yourself
and a rage that can hurt you
You have to start at the beginning again
And jsut this moment
This wonderful fire started up again
When you pass through humble
when you pass through sickly
When you pass through
I'm better than you all
When you pass through
anger and self deprecation
and have the strength to acknowledge it all
When the past makes you laugh
and you can savour the magic
that let you survive your own war
you find that fire is passion
and there's a door up ahead not a wall
As you pass through fire as you pass throgh fire
try to remember it's name
When you pass through fire licking at your lips
you cannot remain the same
And if the building's burning
move towards that door
but don't put the flames out
There's a bit of magic in everything
Staring at my picture book
She looks like Mary, Queen of Scots
She seemed very regal to me
Just goes to show how wrong you can be
I'm gonna stop wastin' my time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms
Sad song, Sad song, Sad song, Sad song
My castle, kids and home
I thought she was Mary, Queen of Scots
I tried so very hard
Shows just how wrong you can be
I'm gonna stop wasting time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms
Some people are into the power of power
The absolute corrupting power, that makes great men insane
While some people find their refreshment in action
The manipulation, encroachment and destruction of their inferiors
Growing up in public, growing up in public
Growing up in public, growing up in public with your pants down
Some people are into sadistic pleasures
They whet their desires and drool in your ears
They're quasi-effeminate characters in love with oral gratification
They edify your integrities, so they can play on your fears
They're gonna do you in public, 'cause you're growing up in public
They're gonna do it to you in public,
'Cause you're growing up in public with your pants down
Some people think being a man is unmanly
Some people think that the whole concept's a joke
But some people think being a man is the whole point
And then some people wish they'd never awoke
Up from a dream of nightmarish proportions
Down to a size neither regal nor calm
A Prince Hamlet caught the middle between reason and instinct
Caught in the middle with your pants down again
Caught in the middle, I'm really caught in the middle
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul
if he murdered his father, he thought he'd become whole
While listening at night to an old radio
where they danced to the rock minuet
In the gay bars in the back of the bar
he consummated hatred on a cold sawdust floor
While the jukebox played backbeats, he sniffed coke off a jar
while they danced to a rock minuet
School was a waste, he was meant for the street
but school was the only way, the army could be beat
The two whores sucked his nipples 'til he came on their feet
as they danced to the rock minuet
He dreamt that his father was sunk to his knees
his leather belt tied so tight that it was hard to breathe
And the studs from his jacket were as cold as a breeze
as he danced to a rock minuet
He pictured the bedroom where he heard the first cry
his mother on all fours, ah, with his father behind
And her yell hurt so much, he had wished he'd gone blind
and rocked to a rock minuet
In the back of the warehouse were a couple of guys
they had tied someone up and sewn up their eyes
And he got so excited he came on his thighs
when they danced to the rock minuet
On Avenue B, someone cruised him one night
he took him in an alley and then pulled a knife
And thought of his father, as he cut his windpipe
and finally danced to the rock minuet
In the curse of the alley, the thrill of the street
on the bitter cold docks where the outlaws all meet
In euphoria drug in euphoria heat
you could dance to the rock minuet
In the thrill of the needle and anonymous sex
you could dance to the rock minuet
So when you dance hard, slow dancing
when you dance hard, slow dancing
When you dance hard, slow dancing
when you dance to the rock minuet
Maybe I should go and live in Amsterdam
in a side street near a big canal
spend my evenings in the Van Gogh Museum
what a dream, Van Gogh Museum
Maybe its time to see Tangiers
a different life-style, some different fears
and maybe I should be in Edinburgh
in a kilt in Edinburgh
Doin' a modern dance
doin' a modern dance
Or maybe I should get a farm in southern France
where the winds are wispy and the villagers dance
and you and I we'd sleep beneath a moon
moon in June and sleep till noon
And maybe you and I could fall in love
regain the spirit that we once had
you'd let me hold you and touch the night
that shines so bright, so bright with fright
Doin' a modern dance
doin' a modern dance
Shit, maybe I could go to Yucatan
where women are women, a man's a man
ah, no one confused, ever loses place
with their place in the human race
Maybe I'm not cut out for city life
the smell of exhaust, the smell of strife
and maybe you don't wanna be a wife
it's not a life being a wife
Doin' a modern dance
doin' a modern dance
So maybe I should go to Tanganyika
where the rivers run, down mountains tall and steep
or go to India to study chants
and lose romance to a mantra's dance
I need a guru, I need some law
explain to me the things we saw
why it always comes to this
it's all downhill after the first kiss
Maybe I should move to Rotterdam
maybe move to Amsterdam
I should move to Ireland, Italy, Spain
Afghanistan where there is no rain
Or maybe I should just learn a modern dance
where roles are shifting the modern dance
you never touch you don't know who you're with
this week, this month, this time of year
this week, this month, this time of year
Doin' a modern dance
you don't know who you're with modern dance
I should move to Pakistan, go to Afghanistan
Dance, you don't know who you're with
dance, you don't know who you're with
modern dance
And maybe you don't wanna be a wife
it's not life being a wife
doin' a modern dance
you never touch you don't know who you're with
Dance, modern dance
the roles are shifting dance
you never touch you don't know who you're with
Dance, modern dance
maybe you don't wanna be a wife
it's not a life being a wife
Mad, you just make me mad
I hate your silent breathing in the night
Sad, you make me sad
when I juxtapose your features I get sad
I know I shouldn't had someone else in our bed
but I was so tired, I was so tired
who would think you'd find a bobby pin
it just makes me mad, makes me mad
It just makes me, makes me -
- Mad
Glad, when I'm gone you're glad
that overwhelming tension dissipates
Oh, tad, you think I'm a baby
nobody likes to here, Why don't you grow up at dawn
I know I shouldn't had someone else in our bed
but I was so tired, so tired
who would think you'd find a bobby pin
it makes me mad, makes me mad
Don't you know it just makes me -
- Mad
it just makes me mad
Dumb, you're dumb as my thumb
in the wistful morning you throw a coffee cup at my head
Scum, you said I'm scum
what a very lovely and feminine thing to do
Bark, why don't you just bark
sit, come, stay are the perfect words meant for you
Ah, ass, you says I'm an ass
you better call 911 just I'm gonna hold you tight
I know I shouldn't had someone else in our bed
but I was so tired, so tired
you said you're out of town for the night
and I believed in you, I believed you
And I was so tired, it makes me so mad
it makes me so -
- Mad
it makes me so mad
It just makes me mad
it makes me mad
It makes me mad
it makes me mad
It makes me mad
It makes me mad, ah
dumb
Big sky, big sky holding up the sun
big sky, big sky holding up the moon
Big sky holding down the sea
but it can't hold us down anymore
Big sky holding up the stars
big sky holding Venus and Mars
Big sky catch you in a jar
but it can't hold us down anymore
Big sky, big enormous place
big wind blow all over the place
Big storm wrecking havoc and waste
but it can't hold us down anymore
Ooohhh, big goals, big ambitious goals
big talk, talking till I fold
Big wind talking through torrential love
but it can't hold us down anymore
Big sin, big sin, big original sin
paradise where I've never been
Big snake break the skin
but you can't hold us down anymore
A big house holds a family
a big room it holds you and me
It's a big mess and baby makes three
and you can't hold us down anymore
Big news, they're out of their heads
big-big-big news, let's fuck them instead
There's a big joke did they think we were monks
but they can't hold us down anymore
A big doll, big enormous eyes
big love holds you in a vise
A big man who cut them down to size
they can't hold us down anymore
Big sky, big sky holding up the sun
big sky holding, holding up the moon
Big sky holding down the sea
but it can't hold us down anymore
Oh, big doll, big enormous eyes
big love holds you in a vise
A big man who cut them down to size, ah
they can't hold us down anymore
Oh-oh, big sky
big sky
Big sky
ah, they can't hold us down anymore
When I think of you Baton Rouge
I think of a Mariachi band
I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field
I think of a girl I never had
When I think of you Baton Rouge
I think of a back seat in a car
Windows are foggy and so are we
as the police asked for our I.D.
So helpless
so helpless
Ooohhh, ooohhh, so helpless
ooohhh, so helpless
Ooohhh, so helpless
so helpless
Well I once had a car lost it in a divorce
the judge was a woman of course
She said give her the car and the house and your taste
or else I set the trial date
So now when I think of you Baton Rouge
and the deep southern belles with their touch
I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush
in the fields in the swamps in the rush
In the terra-cotta cobwebs of your mind
when did you start seeing me as a spider spinning web
Of malicious intent and you as poor, poor me
at the fire at the joint, this disinterred and broken mount
in the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
When was I the villain in your heart
putting the brake on your start
you slapped my face and cried and screamed
that's what marriage came to mean
The bitterest ending of a dream
You wanted children and I did not
was that what it was all about
You might get a laugh when you hear me shout
you might get a laugh when you hear me shout
I wish I had
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
Sometimes when I think of Baton Rouge
I see us with two and a half strapping sons
One and a half flushed daughters preparing to marry
and two fat grandsons I can barely carry
Daddy, uncle, family gathered there for grace
a dog in a barbecue pit goes up in space
The dream recedes in the morning with a bad aftertaste
and I'm back in the big city worn from the race of the chase
what a waste
So thanks for the card the announcement of child
and I must say you and Sam look great
Your daughter's gleaming in that -
- white wedding dress with pride
sad to say I could never bring that to you that wide smile
So I try not to think of Baton Rouge
or of a, of a, of a Mariachi band
Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field
and the girl, and the girl I never had
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
Responsibility sits so hard on my shoulder
Like a good wine I'm better as I grow older
And now I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
It's hard to settle for second best
After you've had me
You know that you've had the best
And now you know
That I'm just a gift to the women of this world
Responsibility sits hard on my shoulder
Like a good wine I'm better as I get older
And now I'm just a gift to the women of this world
You know
That I'm just a gift to the women of this world
Just a gift now
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
Caroline says - as she gets up off the floor
Why is it that you beat me - it isn't any fun
Caroline says - as she makes up her eyes
You ought to learn more about yourself - think more than just I
But she's not afraid to die
All her friends call her 'Alaska'
When she takes speed, they laugh and ask her
What is in her mind, what is in her mind
Caroline says - as she gets up from the floor
You can hit me all you want to, but I don't love you anymore
Caroline says - while biting her lip
Life is meant to be more than this - and this is a bum trip
But she's not afraid to die
All her friends call her 'Alaska'
When she takes speed, they laugh and ask her
What is in her mind, what is in her mind
She put her fist through the window pane
It was such a funny feeling
Just a perfect day
drink sangria in a park
and then later
when it gets dark we go home
Just a perfect day
feed animals in the zoo
and then later a movie, too
and then home
refrain:
Oh its such a perfect day
I'm glad I spend it with you
Oh such a perfect day you just keep me hanging on
you just keep me hanging on
Just a perfect day
problems all left alone
Week enders on our own
it's such fun
Just a perfect day
you make me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
someone good
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, Jane is her vest
And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band
Ridin'a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane
I'll tell you something, that Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their monies
And when they come home from work
Ooh, sittin' down by the fire
Oh, the radio does play
The classical music, said Jim, the `March of the Wooden Soldiers`
All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say, get ready
Sweet Jane, come on, baby
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Some people, they like to go out dancing
Other peoples, they have to work
Just watch me now
And there's some evil mothers
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
You know, that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die
But anyone who ever had a heart
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it
And anyone who's ever played a part
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it
I have no morals
Some think me cheap
And someone who despises
The normalcy of heartbreak
The purity of love
But I worship the young
And just formed angel
Who sits upon the pin of lust
Everything else
Bores me
I want to see your suicide
I want to see you give it up
Your life of reason
I want you on the floor
And in a coffin your soul shaking
I want to have you doubting
Every meaning you’ve amassed
Like a fortune
Oh throw it away
For worship someone
Who actively despises you
For worship someone
Who actively despises you
I am the root
I am the progress
I’m the aggressor
I am the tablet
The last shot should've killed me, pour another drink
Let's drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup, blood on the table top
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped, hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall, with my fall, fall, fall
Fall, fall, fall
Gimme a double, give yourself one too
Gimme a short beer, one for you too
And a toast to everything that doesn't move
That doesn't move
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
Whiskey, Bourbon, Vodka, Scotch
I don't care what it is you've got
I just wanna know that it's my last shot
My last shot
I remember when I quit pretty good
See, this here's where I chipped my tooth
I shot a vein in my neck and I coughed up a quaalude
On my last shot, my last shot
Here's a toast to all that's good
And here's a toast to hate
And here's a toast to toasting and I'm not boasting
When I say I'm getting straight, when I said I'm getting straight
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
I was staring through a telescope at night
At a large light in the sky
It's spinning lights reminded me of you
A star spinning in orbit, lighting up the sky
Or maybe it was not a star at all
I was standing by the Hudson River's edge at night
Looking out across the Jersey shore
At a neon light spelling out some cola's name
And I thought your name should be dancing
Beamed from satellites, larger than any billboard in Times Square
Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid
I'm the one who loves you in each and every way
Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid
New York City lovers
Tell it to your heart
(Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid, tell it to your heart)
(Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid, tell it to your heart)
I'm on the roof, it's 5 a.m. I guess I couldn't sleep
And I see this spinning light that I saw last week
Maybe I should wake you up but by then it might be gone
You never know what you see when you look up in the sky
I ran outside down a darkened street listening to my boot heels click
My leather jacket squeaked I needed a cigarette
When I turned the corner my spinning light was in the street
They were filming a commercial on TV
Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid
We're no teenage movie that ends in tragedy
Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid
New York City lovers
Tell it to your heart, tell it to your heart
(Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid, tell it to your heart)
(Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid, tell it to your heart)
(Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid, tell it to your heart)
The first bite of the apple made eve smart
The second bite taught her how to break men's hearts
The third bite taught her how to strut her stuff
But she never got to the fourth bite
That says "enough is enough"
Enough is enough, baby, I've had enough of you
You can keep your dresses, you can keep your jewels
You can keep the color tv, those soaps just make me sick
All I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick
Eve kissed able, that's how he got murdered by cain
Abraham gave up his son, to keep his wife away
And even the lord almighty
Speaking from the trenches to the pits
Spoke for all of mankind, when he said
Take the porsche, take the kids
Take the stocks, baby, take the rugs
Take those roses from my poor heart wilting
But, please, please, hey, please, leave me my red joystick
Leave me my red joystick, leave me my red joystick
Leave me my red joystick
Eve drank apple cider, eve brewed good apple wine
Eve cooked up stewed apples, knew how to have a good time
She came into the bedroom, raised her skirts up high
She said, "if a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, baby
Give me a piece before I die"
Hey, eve take a bite of my apple
I know you think you're pretty slick
The one thing I ask you to leave me is my red joystick
My red joystick, ooohhh, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, baby, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick
Hey ..., my red joystick
Ooohhh, red joystick
Please, leave me my red joystick
... red joystick
Please, leave me my red joystick
My red joystick
Men of good fortune
Often cause empires to fall
While men of poor beginnings
Often can't do anything at all
The rich son waits for his father to die
The poor just drink and cry
And me, I just don't care at all
Men of good fortune
Very often can't do a thing
While men of poor beginnings
Often can do anything
At heart they try to act like a man
Handle things the best way they can
They have no rich, daddy to fall back on
Men of good fortune
Often cause empires to fall
While men of poor beginnings
Often can't do anything at all
It takes money to make money they say
Look at the fords, but didn't they start that way
Anyway, it makes no difference to me
Men of good fortune
Often wish that they could die
While men of poor beginnings
Want what they have and to get it they'll die
All those great things that live has to give
They wanna have money and live
But me, I just don't care at all
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
You believe in or not, that I wanted to play football for the coach
All those older guys, they said he was mean and cruel But you know, I
wanted to play football, for the coach They said I was to little too
light weight to play line-back So I say I'm playing right-in Wanted to
play football for the coach Cause, you know some day, man, you gotta
stand up straight Unless you're gonna fall Then you're gonna die And
the straightest dude I ever knew Was standing right for me, all the
time So I had to play football for the coach And I wanted to play
football for the coach When you're all alone and lonely in your
midnight hour And you find that your soul, it has been up for sale
And you getting to think about, all the things you done
And you getting to hate just about everything
But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
and the glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, just might come through
And all your two-bit friends have gone and ripped you off
They're talking behind your back saying, man
you are never going to be a human being
And you start thinking again
About all those things that you've done
And who it was and who it was
And all the different things you made every different scene
Ah, but remember that the city is a funny place
Something like a circus or a sewer
And just remember, different people have peculiar tastes
And the Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Yeah, but now, now
Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love
Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through
Oh, my Coney Island baby, now
(I'm a Coney Island baby, now)
I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel
And the Lord appeared and he has one made of two
Coney Island baby
When I think of all the things I've done
And I know that it's only just begun
Those smiling faces, you know
I just can't forget 'em
But I love you
When I think of all the things I've seen
And I know that it's only the beginning
You know those smiling faces
I just can't forget 'em
But for now, I love you
Just for a little while
Oh baby, just to see you smile
Just for a little while
When I think of all the things I've done
And I know that it's only just begun
Oh, smiling faces, Jesus, You know
I can't forget 'em
But for now, I love you
Right this minute, baby now
I love you
Jealousy, endlessly
Sweeps through my mind
Jealousy, often causes me to
Be unkind
I'm sorry I said that
I'm sorry I did that
I'm sorry I hit you
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Endlessly jealous of you
Being endlessly jealous of me
The man that you thought I could be turning red
With jealousy
Endlessly jealousy
Eats through my skull
Endlessly jealousy
Makes me feel dull
Fighting
Endless jealous fighting
I feel my fingers tightening
Tightening, please don't break her arm
Jealously thinking of you
Of your endless possession of me
Of my jealousy, endlessly, jealousy, endlessly
Jealous of you
Sorry, running to a phone to say
I'm sorry, running out of dimes
The phone on the street spits at me
Have a good day
Sorry, please you know how I am sorry
I've been this way for
Oh, so long, endlessly, zealously
Jealous of you
Jealousy, endlessly
Eats through my mind
Jealousy, endlessly
Makes me be unkind
I'm sorry I said that
I'm sorry I did that
I'm sorry I hit you
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Endlessly jealous of you
Being endlessly jealous of me
Endlessly jealous of you being endlessly
Jealous of me
Endlessly jealous of you
Endlessly jealous of you
Endlessly jealous of you
Down at the arcade the defender is there
Down off of Broadway he's there playing his games
It's very dangerous putting money down on Robotron
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
And I really know just how to get along
Down at the arcade
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
And I really think I've got it made
A fistful of quarters, a fifty dollar stake
Life is a gamble on Videotape
I called a disc jockey to dedicate a song to Blair
It's the 'Four Tops' singing 'I'll be there'
Down at the arcade
The president called to give me the news
I've been awarded the Nobel Prize in rhythm and blues
And Stevie Wonder wants to record one of my songs
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
And I really know just how to get along
Oh, I'm the Great Defender, listen to my song
I really hope you like it, it isn't very long
It's rooted in the fifties but its heart's in 1984
And if you really like it
Then I sing it for you once more
Betrayed by the one who says she loves you
By the one who says she needs you
Above all other men
Betrayed by her fragile, vicious beauty
Her father did his duty
And I lie down betrayed
Justice taught her confidence
Her mother was like steel
Her cousins, they're all convicts
She alone rose above that wheel
But a motorcyclist no matter how good
Is slave to the oncoming truck
And the poison of her father was
Her most pitiless luck
Betrayed by the one who says she loves you
By the one who says she needs you
Above all other men
Betrayed by her fragile, vicious beauty
Her father did his duty
And I lie down betrayed
Three of us lie in this bed
Night of infamy
One of us lies on our back
Her father's in her head
And quick she turns and slaps my face
And with her eyes open wide she screams
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
But she's looking right past me
Betrayed by the one who says she loves you
By the one who says that she needs you
Above all other men
Betrayed by her fragile, vicious beauty
Her father did his duty
And I lie down betrayed
And I lie down betrayed
Miss Riley had a dog
She used to keep it in her back yard
And when the dog began to bark
All the neighbours began to shout
Then came a stormy night, Miss Riley let her dog out
And when the neighbours found him 'round
They put a gun down his mouth and shot him down
And he went: oooh wow, bow wow, oooh wow, bow wow
Miss Murphy had a cat, on her lap it sat
And once in a great big while
And once in a great big while
It looked like that Cheshire cat did smile
But one day it got so hot
That Cheshire cat had a blood clot
And she said: oooh meow meow, oooh meow meow
Then the dog met the cat
The dog was hot and the cat was met
Then came some sweaty dude
He put a board between the two
Then they couldn't get at it, got frustrated all about it
So they did the only thing you could do
They took the dude's sweat and shot it up between the two
If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit
askew
Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?
If I could be anyone of the things in this world that
bite
Instead of a tensioned ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be
a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause ou know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear
And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the
street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what she'd speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose
And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the Roman Noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian Soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, Swoop
oh baby,
Rock Rock
And the actress is relayed
and the actor comes home late
And the plays have gone down
the crowds have scattered way
Neath the city lights and the street
No ticket could be beat
for the beautiful show of shows
Ah, Broadway only knows
The great white Milky Way
it had something to say
When he fell down on his knees
after soaring through the air
With nothing to hold him there
It was really not so cute
to play without a parachute
As he stood upon the ledge
looking out, he thought he saw a crock
And he hollered: Look, there are the bells
And he said: Now, here come the bells
Here come the bells, here come the bells
Here come the bells
Jenny said when she was just five years old
you know there's nothing happening at all
Every time she puts on the radio
There was nothing goin' down at all
Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station
She couldn't believe what she heard at all
She started dancin' to that fine fine music
You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll
Despite all the amputations
You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station
Jenny said when she was just five years old
My parents are gonna be the death of us all
Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars--
Ain't gonna help us at all
Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station
She don't believe what she heard at all
She started dancin' to that fine fine music
You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll
Despite all the computations
You could just dance to a rock 'n ' roll station
I was sleeping, gently napping when I heard the phone
Who is on the other end talking, am I even home ?
Did you see what she did to him, did you hear what they said ?
Just a New York conversation rattling in my head
Ooh my, and what shall we wear, ooh my, and who really cares ?
Just a New York conversation, gossip all of the time
"Did you hear who did what to whom ?", happens all the time
Who has touched and who has dabbled hear in the city of shows
Openings, closings, badrap party - everybody knows
Ooh, how sad and why do we call, ooh I'm glad to hear from you all
I am calling, yes I am calling just to speak to you
For I know this night will kill me, if I can't be with you
Sam was lyin' in the jungle
agent orange spread across the sky like marmalade
Hendrix played on some foreign jukebox
they were praying to be saved
Those gooks were fierce and fearless
That's the price you pay when you invade
Xmas in February
Sam lost his arm in some border town
his fingers are mixed with someone's crop
If he didn't have that opium to smoke
the pain would never ever stop
Half his friends are stuffed into black body bags
with their names printed at the top
Xmas in February
Sammy was a short order cook in a
short order black and blue collar town
Everybody worked the steel mill but
the steel mill got closed down
He thought if he joined the Army
he'd have a future that was sound
Like no Xmas in February
Sam's staring at the Vietnam Wall
It's been a while now that he's home
His wife and kid have left, he's unemployed
He's a reminder of the war that wasn't won
He's the guy on the street with the sign that reads
"Please help send this Vet home"
But he is home
And there's no Xmas in February
Andy was a Catholic
the ethic ran through his bones
He lived alone with his mother
collecting gossip and toys
Every Sunday when he went to Church
He'd kneel in his pew and say
"It's work, all that matters is work."
He was a lot of things
what I remember most he'd say
"I've got to bring home the bacon
someone's got to bring home the roast."
He'd get to the factory early
If you'd ask him he'd tell you straight out
It's work
No matter what I did it never seemed enough
he said I was lazy, I said I was young
He said, "How many songs did you write ?"
I'd written zero, I'd lied and said, "Ten."
"You won't be young forever
You should have written fifteen"
It's work
"You ought to make things big
people like it that way
And the songs with the dirty words
make sure your record them that way"
Andy liked to stir up trouble
he was funny that way
He said, "It's just work
Andy sat down to talk one day
he said decide what you want
Do you want to expand your parameters
or play museums like some dilettante
I fired him on the spot
he got red and called me a rat
It was the worst word that he could think of
And I've never seen him like that
It's work, I thought he said it's just work
Andy said a lot of things
I stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when I can't decide what I should do
I think what would Andy have said
He'd probably say you think too much
That's 'cause there's work that you don't want to do
It's work, the most important thing is work
I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghises Khan suit
And his wizard's hat
He spoke of his movie and how he was makin' a new sound track
And then we spoke of kids on the coast
And different types of organic soap
And the way suicides don't leave notes,
Then we spoke of Loraine, always back to Lorraine
I was speakin' to Bill who was given to pills and small racing cars He
had given them up since his last crack-up had carried him too far Then
we spoke of the movies and verse And the way an actress held her purse
And the way life at times can get worse, Then we spoke of Loraine,
always back to Lorraine
Ah, she's a wild child, and nobody can get at her
She's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get to her
Sleepin' out on the street, oh, livin' all alone
Without a house or a home and then she asked you, please,
Hey, baby, can I have some spare change
Oh, can I break your heart ?
She's a wild child, she's a wild child
I was talkin' to Betty about her auditions, how they made her ill But
life is the theater, is certainly fraught With many spills and chills
But she'd come down after some wine Which is what happens most of the
time Then we sat and both spoke in rhymes Till we spoke of Loraine,
ah, always back to Lorraine
I was talking to Ed who's been reported dead by mutual friends
He thought it was funny that I had no money to spend on him
So we both shared a piece of sweet cheese
And sang of our lives and our dreams
And how things can come apart at the seams
And we talk of Lorraine, always back to Lorraine
She's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get at her
She's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get to her
Sleepin' out on the street, oh, livin' all alone
Without a house or a home and then she asked you, please,
Oh, baby, can I have some spare change
Now can I break your heart?"
What becomes a legend most
- when she's alone in a hotel lobby
What becomes a legend most
- some bad champagne and some foreign bottled beer
What becomes a legend most
- when the musicians have come and then leave her
What becomes a legend most
- besides beeing a legendary star
What becomes a legend most
- lying in bed cold and regal
What becomes a legend most
- lying in bed watching a talk show on TV
What becomes a legend most
- Fifty days in fifty cities
Everyone says she looks pretty
At least as pretty as a legend should
Fifty days can wear you down
Fifty cities flying by
A different man in each different hotel
And if you're not careful, word can get around
What becomes a legend most
- when she's lying in her hotel room
What becomes a legend most
Waves of fear, attack in the night
Waves if revulsion, a sickening sight
My heart's nearly bursting, my chest's choking tight
Waves of fear, waves of fear
Waves of fear, squat on the floor
Looking for some pill, the liquor is gone
Blood trips from my nose, I can barely breathe
Waves of fear, I too scared to leave
Waves of fear, waves of fear, waves of fear, waves of fear,
I'm too afraid to use the phone
I'm too afraid to put the light on
I'm so afraid I've lost control
I'm suffocating without a word
Crazy with sweat, spittle on my jaw
What's that funny noise, what's that on the floor
Waves of fear, pulsing with death
I curse my tremors, I jump at my own step
I cringe at my terror, I hate my own smell
I know where I must be, I must be in hell
Oooohh whee, look at me, looking for some sympathy
It's the same old story, of a man and his search for glory
And he found it, underneath the bottle
Things are never good, things go from bad to weird
Hey gimme another Scotch with my beer
I'm sad to say, I feel the same today, as I always do
Gimme a drink to relax me
Oooohh whee, liquor set free, I can't do no work
The shake's inside me
Ah shucks, I got the lousiest luck, I'm sick of this
Underneath the bottle
Seven days make a week, on two of them I sleep
I can't remember what the heck I was doing
I got bruise on my leg from I can't remember when
I fell down some stairs
I was lyin' underneath the bottle
Oooohh whee, son of a B.
You get so down, you can't get any lower
So long world, you play too rough
And it's getting me all mixed up
I lost my pride and it's hiddin'
i wish I was the warrior king in every language that I speak
Lord over all that I survey and all I see I keep
Power omnipresent undiminshed uncontrolled
with a massive violent fury at the centre of my soul
I wish I was a warrior king inscrutable benign
with a faceless charging power always at my command
Footsteps so heavy the world shakes
My rage instilling fear
Yet cautious firm but fair and good
The perfect Warrior King
I wish I installed angels in every subject's house
Agents of my goodness no on would be without
Asteak on every plate a car for every house
And if you every crossed me
I'd have your eyes put out
You don't exist without me you don't exist
And if logic won't convince you then there's always this
I'm bigger, smarter, stronger, tough
yet sensitive and kind
And though I could crush you like a bug
it would never cross my mind
It wouldn't cross my mind to break your neck
or rip out your vicious tongue
It wouldn't cross my mind to snap your leg like a twig
or squash you like some slug
You are a violent messenger
and I'm not above your taunts
And if you hit me you know I'll kill you
I'm waiting for my man, 26 Dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey white boy, what you doing uptown
Hey white boy, you chasing our women around ?
Oh, pardon me, Sir, it's furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
P.R. shoes and and big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Then you gotta split
Because you've got no time to waste, ah
I'm waiting for my man
Baby, don't you holler
Darling don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling so good
I'm gonna work it all out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
Wait (disgrace)
I know I shouldn't, but we'll wait (such a pretty face)
I know the time is getting late ( such a waste)
And here is what you hesitate (such a pretty face)
But still I really wish that you'd wait ( such a waste)
Although the passion might abate (such a pretty face)
And find you in another state (it's such a state)
That will seem just as a mistake (it's such a waste)
Oh baby, I really think that I oughta wait (such a pretty face)
Wait (it was such a waste)
I really wouldn't want your hate (it's such a pretty face)
Certainly not after like late ( such a waste)
You wanna give not only take (it's such a pretty face)
I know propriety is such a waste (it's such a disgrace)
But then it says you really have to wait (such a pretty face)
Considering the present state ( such a waste)
Don't change my mind at such a late stage ( such a waste)
Oh baby, don't you think you oughta wait (such a pretty face)
Ooohhh
Ooohhh
Ooohhh
Ooohhh
Wait
Oh, now baby, how I wish you would wait
I really wish you'd hesitate
Oh, baby, baby please why don't you wait
Oh, how I really wish you'd wait
Oh, how I wish you'd hesitate
Won't you be my wagon wheel
Won't you tell me, baby, how do you feel ?
Yeah you got to live yeah your life as though you're number one
Yeah you got to live yeah your life
And make a point of having some fun
But if you think that you get kicks
From flirting with danger, danger ooh
Just kick her in head and rearrange her
Oh heavenly father, what can I do ?
What she's done to me is making me crazy
Oh heavenly father, I know I have sinned but look where I've been
It's making me lazy
Won't you be my wagon wheel
Won't you tell me, baby, how do you feel ?
You got to live yeah your life as though you're number one
Yeah you got to live yeah your life
And make a point of having some fun
But if you think that you get kicks
From flirting with danger, danger ooh
Just kick her in head and rearrange her
And then why don't you wake me, shake me
Hey, if you are looking for a little action
Hey, if you are looking for a place to go
Hey, if you are looking for some satisfaction
Whoa, it's the voices of freedom
Whoa, it's the voices of freedom
Hey, if you are looking for a little inspiration
Hey, if you are looking for a little bit of soul
Hey, if you are looking for a little, hey, gut reaction
It's the voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
Oh babe, it's the voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
The river runs right through those mountains (voices of freedom)
And reduces that rock to stone (voices of freedom)
The ocean reduces that stone to sand
Hey, it's the voices of freedom, oh baby
It's the voices of freedom
I hear the voices of freedom from the left
I hear the voices of freedom from the right
I hear the voices of freedom, baby, from all over this world
Well, it's the voices of freedom
Oh baby, baby, voices of freedom, hey hey
(voices of freedom)(voices of freedom)
(voices of freedom)(voices of freedom)
(voices of freedom)(voices of freedom)
(voices of freedom)(voices of freedom)
Hey, if you are looking for a little action
Hey, if you are looking for a place to go
If you are looking for a little inspiration
It's the voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
It's the voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
Hey, if you are looking for a little inspiration
Hey, if you are looking for a little bit of soul
If you are looking for a little, hey, gut reaction
It's the voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
Oh baby, it's the voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
A river runs right down through those mountains (voices of freedom)
And it reduces that rock to stone (voices of freedom)
The ocean reduces that stone to sand
Well, it's the voices of freedom, hey hey
Oh baby, it's the voices of freedom
I hear the voices coming at me from the left
I hear voices coming at me from the right
I hear the voices coming at me from all over this world
Whoa, it's the voices of freedom
Voices of freedom, now now
Voices of freedom
Voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
Voices of freedom (voices of freedom)
Help us out now
The currents rage deep inside us
This is the age of video violence
The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of video violence
Up in the morning, drinking his coffee
Turns on the TV to some slasher movie
Cartoon-like women, tied up and sweaty
Painting and screaming, "Thank you, have a nice day"
The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of video violence
The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of video violence
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
His heart is pounding, he switches the channel
Looking for something other than rape or murder
Or beatings or torture, but except for Walt Disney
It's a twisted alliance, this age of video violence
The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of video violence
The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of video violence
Down at his job, his boss sits there screaming
If he loses his job and life looses it's meaning
His son is in high school, there's nothing he's learning
He sits by the TV, watching Corvettes exploding, 'cause
The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of video violence
No age of reason landing upon us
This is the age of video violence
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Down at a bar, some woman is topless
She's acned and scarred, her hair is a mess
While he shoves 5 dollars down her exotic panties
The video jukebox is playing Madonna
While just down the block at some local theater
They're grabbing their crotches at the 13th beheading
As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die
The currents are deep and raging inside
The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of video violence
No age of reason is landing upon us
This is the age of video violence
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Our good working stiff looks a whore in the eye
Ties her to a bed while he beats her back bloody and then back
At home, drinking more instant coffee
Calls some red-neck evangelist that he's seen on TV and says
"The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of video violence
No age of reason is landing upon us
This is the age of video violence"
The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of video violence
The currents rage so deep down inside us
This is the age of video violence
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
If you gave up major vices
You're between a hard place and a wall
And your car breaks down in traffic
On the street
Remember, I'm the one who loves you
You can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Baby, turn to me
If your father is free basing
And your mother turning tricks
That's still no reason
You should have a rip
Remember, I'm the one who loves you
You can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me
When your teeth are ground down to the bone
And there's nothing between your legs
And some friend died of something
That you can't pronounce
Remember, I'm the one who loves you
Hey baby, you can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me
You can't pay your rent, your boss is an idiot
And your apartment has no heat
And your wife says
"Maybe it's time to have a child"
Remember, I'm the one who loves you
And you can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me
When it's all too much you turn the TV set on
And light a cigarette
And then a public service announcement
Comes creeping on
And you see a lung corroding
Or a fatal heart attack
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me, turn to me
Baby, turn to me
I'm just a phone call away
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me, turn to me
Hey, turn to me, one [Incomprehensible] a dollar
Turn to me, baby
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me
Turn to me, turn to me
The trouble with a classicist he looks at a tree
That's all he sees, he paints a tree
The trouble with a classicist he looks at the sky
He doesn't ask why, he just paints a sky
The trouble with an impressionist, he looks at a log
And he doesn't know who he is, standing, staring, at this log
And surrealist memories are too amorphous and proud
While those downtown macho painters are just alcoholic
The trouble with impressionist is X4
The trouble with personalities, they're too wrapped up in style
It's too personal, they're in love with their own guile
They're like illegal aliens trying to make a buck
They're driving gypsy cabs but they're thinking like a truck
The trouble with personalities is X4
I like the druggy downtown kids who spray paint walls and trains
I like their lack of training, their primitive technique
I think sometimes it hurts you when you stay too long in school
I think sometimes it hurts you when you're afraid to be called a fool
I met a new me at 8 am
The other one got lost
This was not a trade in
Although I wouldn't believe the cost
I woke up crying as we said goodbye
Me an my old self
Each day he vanished more and more
As I became someone else
He actually was murdered I had taken him apart
But when I put him back together
I couldn't find his heart
It was resting underneath a chair
In a bed of bright tin foil
If I pulled back the flaps
I could still see it beat
I could still hear his voice uncoil
As I said :
I want a trade in
A 14th chance at this life
I've met a woman with a thousand faces
And I want to make her my wife
How could I have been so mistaken
How could I think that it was true
A child that is raised by an idiot
And that idiot then becomes you
How could I believe in a movie
How could I believe in a book
But most of all how could I listen to you
Such an obvious schmuck
A life spent listening to assholes
It's funny but it's true
So get rid of them I said to myself
But first I'm getting rid of you
I want a trade in
A 14th chance at this life
I've met a woman with a thousand faces
And I want to make her my wife
Take me over to the window
My heart said to my head
Please set me on fine
So we can start again
I was so wrong that it's funny
And I can't apologize/ but instead,
You can be everything that I'm not
The second that I die
I want a trade in
The second chance at this life
I've met a woman with a thousand faces
This is no time for Celebration
This is no time for Shaking Hands
This is no time for Backslapping
This is no time for Marching Bands
This is no time for Optimism
This is no time for Endless Thought
This is no time for my country Right or Wrong
Remember what that brought
This is no time for Congratulations
This is no time to Turn Your Back
This is no time for Circumlocution
This is no time for Learned Speech
This is no time to Count Your Blessings
This is no time for Private Gain
This is a time to Put Up or Shut Up
It won't come back this way again
This is no time to Swallow Anger
This is no time to Ignore Hate
This is no time to be Acting Frivolous
because the time is getting late
This is no time for Private Vendettas
This is no time to not know who you are
Self knowledge is a dangerous thing
The freedom of who you are
This is no time to ignore Warnings
This is no time to Clear the Plate
Let's not be sorry after the fact
and let the past become our fate
This is no time to turn away and drink
or some vials of crack
This is a time to gather force
and take dead aim and Attack
This is no time for Celebration
This is no time for Saluting Flags
This is no time for Inner Searchings
The future is at hand
This is no time for Phony Rhetoric
This is no time for Political Speech
This is a time for Action
because the future's Within Reach
You can't have the flower without the root
You can't have the fire without the soot
Even a stripper needs her red tasseled suit
And we were meant to be
In every war the North needs the south
And everyone knows all assholes have a mouth
Without mystery what would writers talk about
And we were meant to be
An apple needs pits the way melons need seed
Your foot needs your arm and your arm needs your knee
And one of these days I know you will need me
We were meant to be
You're mother's an ogre your father's a scamp
You won't see my parents honored on any stamp
But just like a bulb screws into a lamp
We were meant to be
The way the AIDS needs a vaccine
Somewhere a vaccine needs AIDS
The way a victim needs life
A life needs to be saved
And out of all of this
Will come a better way
We were meant to be
So you can go to Europe , Los Angeles or Mars
You can stand on a building throwing cinder blocks on cars
You can practice deep voodoo
But like me you'll see
We were meant to be
I was sittin' home on the west end
Watchin' cable tv with a female friend
We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess
The poor and the hungry, a world in distress
Herpes, aids, the middle east at full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle
And while you're at it, check what's in the batter
Make sure that candy's in the original wrapper
Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure that candy's in the original wrapper
Reagan says abortion's murder
While he's looking at cardinal o'connor
Look at jerry falwell louis farrakhan
Both talk religion and the brotherhood of man
They both sound like they belong in teheran
Watch out, they're goin' full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle
And while you're at it better check, what's in the batter
Make sure that candy's in the original wrapper
Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure that candy's in the original wrapper
White against white, black against jew
It seems like it's 1942
The baby sits in front of mtv
Watching violent fantasies
While dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport
Only to find his heroes are all coked up
Classic, original, the same old story
The politics of hate in a new surrounding
Hate if it's good and hate if it's bad
And if this all don't make you mad
I'll keep yours and I'll keep mine
Nothing sacred and nothing divine
Father, bless me, we're at full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle
And while you're at it better check that batter
Make sure the candy's in the original wrapper
Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure that candy's in the original wrapper, hey, hey
I was born in the united states
And I grew up hard but I grew up straight
I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern
A feeling that there's nowhere to turn
Yippies, hippies and upwardly mobile yuppies
Don't treat me like I'm some dumb lackey
'cause the murderer lives while the victims die
I'd much rather see it an eye for an eye
A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain
And if this all makes you feel a little insane
Kick up your heels, turn the music up loud
Pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd, and say, -
- "don't mean to come on sanctimonious
But life's got me nervous and little pugnacious
Lugubrious so I give a salutation
And rock on out to beat really stupid
Ohh, poop, ah, doo and how do you do
Hip hop gonna bop till I drop."
Watch out world, comin' at you full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle
And while you're at it better check that batter
Make sure the candy's in the original wrapper
Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure the candy's in the original wrapper
Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
They're taking her children away
Because they said she was not a good mother
They're taking her children away
Because she was making it with sisters and brothers
And everyone else, all of the others
Like cheap officers who would stand there and flirt in front of me
They're taking her children away
Because they said she was not a good mother
They're taking her children away
Because of the things that they heard she had done
The black Air Force sergeant was not the first one
And all of the drugs she took, every one, every one
And I am the Water Boy, the real game's not over here
But my heart is overflowin' anyway
I'm just a tired man, no words to say
But since she lost her daughter
It's her eyes that fill with water
And I am much happier this way
They're taking her children away
Because they said she was not a good mother
They're taking her children away
Because number on was the girl friend from Paris
The things that they did - ah - they didn't have to ask us
And then the Welshman from India, who came here to stay
They're taking her children away
Because they said she was not a good mother
They're taking her children away
Because of the things she did in the streets
In the alleys and bars, no she couldn't be beat
That miserable rotten slut couldn't turn anyone away
I am the Water Boy, the real game's not over here
But my heart is overflowin' anyway
I'm just a tired man, no words to say
But since she lost her daughter
It's her eyes that fill with water
The man has a gun, he knows how to use it
Nine millimeter Browning, let's see what he can do
He'll point at your mouth
Says that he'll blow your brains out
Don't mess with me, carrying a gun
Carrying a gun, carrying a gun
Don't you mess with me, carrying a gun
Carrying a gun, carrying a gun
Don't you mess with me, carrying a gun
Get over there, move slowly
I'll put a hole in your face, if you even breathe a word
Tell the lady to lie down, I want you to be sure to see this
I wouldn't want you to miss a second, watch your wife
Carrying a gun, shooting with a gun, dirty animal
Carrying a gun, carrying a gun, watch you face, carrying a gun
Carrying a gun, carrying a gun
The animal dies, with fear in his eyes, with a gun
Don't touch him, don't touch him
I dreamed I was the president of these United States
I dreamed I replaced ignorance, stupidity and hate
I dreamed the perfect union and a perfect law, undenied
And most of all I dreamed I forgot the day John Kennedy died
I dreamed that I could do the job, that others hadn't done
I dreamed that I was uncorrupt and fair to everyone
I dreamed I wasn't gross or base, a criminal on the take
And most of all I dreamed I forgot the day John Kennedy died
Oh the day John Kennedy died
I remember where I was that day, I was upstate in a bar
The team from the university was playing football on TV
Then the screen want dead and the announcer said:
' There's been a tragedy
There's are unconfirmed reports the president's been shot
And he may be dead or dying.'
Talking stopped, someone shouted: ' What?! '
I ran out to the street
People were gathered everywhere saying:
' Did you hear what they said on TV? '
And then a guy in a Porsche with his radio
Hit his born and told us the news
He said: ' The president's dead, he was shot twice in the head
In Dallas, and they don't know by whom. '
I dreamed I was the president of these United States
I dreamed I was young and smart and it was not a waste
I dreamed that there was a point to life and to the human race
I dreamed that I could somehow comprehend that someone
Shot him in the face
They tied his arms behind his back to teach him how to swim They put
blood in his coffee and milk in his gin They stood over the soldier in
the midst of the squalor There was war in his body and it caused his
brain to holler
Make the sacrifice
mutilate my face
If you need someone to kill
I'm a man without a will
Wash the razor in the rain
Let me luxuriate in pain
Please don't set me free
Death means a lot to me
The pain was lean and it made him scream he knew he was alive They put a
pin through the nipples on his chest He thought he was a saint
I've made love to my mother, killed my father and my brother What am I
to do
When a sin goes too far, it's like a runaway car It cannot be controlled
Spit upon his face and scream
There's no Oedipus today
This is no play you're thinking you are in What will you say
Take the blue mask down from my face and look me in the eye I get a
thrill from punishment
I've always been that way
I loathe and despise repentance
You are permanently stained
Your weakness buys indifference
and indiscretion in the streets
Dirty's what you are and clean is what you're not You deserve to be
soundly beat
Make the sacrifice
Take it all the way
There's no won't high enough
To stop this desperate day
Don't take death away
Cut the finger at the joint
Cut the stallion at his mount
And stuff it in his mouth
Stupid man, hitchhiking out of a good life
he says: "Catch you when "
And he thinks he's got big, big planes
gonna build a house upon some land
Oh, Casey, don't it make you crazy
oh, when you're living all alone by that damp water
Oh, Casey, don't it make you crazy
when you're living all alone by those still waters
Please say hello, please say hello
to my little baby daughter
Oh, Casey, tell her that her father's gonna be coming home
so soon, so soon to see her
Well, I'm shooting down the turnpike
with a driver doing ninety-five or maybe more
don't you think he's loaded, drunk
or the many things that lifes are for
Oh, Casey, oh, Casey, don't you know
I'll make you so damn crazy
living all alone by those waters
But please say hello
But please say hello to my little baby daughter
Please, please, won't you just give her a great, big kiss
And tell her daddy, stupid daddy will be coming home soon
Oh, Casey, oh, Casey don't you know, I make me so damn crazy
when I was living there, all alone by those still waters
But please tell, please tell my baby baby baby daughter
that I'm tied up now,
but I'll be home soon, I'll be the daddy that I oughta
Please say hello, oh Casey, please say hello
from a stupid man
Still my little baby daughter a big, big, big kiss
and tell her that her daddy will be coming home soon
But, Casey, don't you know I make me so damn crazy
when I was living there all alone
But won't you please give my,
give my baby daughter a great, big, stupid kiss
and tell her that her stupid father will be coming home soon
Starlight open wide, starlight open up you door
This is New York calling with movies on the street
Movies with real people, what you get is what you see
Starlight open wide, Andy's Cecil B. DeMille
Come on L.A. give us a call
We've got superstars who talk, they'll do anything at all
Ingrid, Viva, Little Joe, Baby Jane, and Eddie S.
But you better call us soon before we talk ourselves to death
Starlight open wide everybody is a star
Split screen 8-hour movies, we've got color, we've got sound
Won't you recognize us, we're everything you hate
Andy loves old Hollywood movies, he'll scare you hypocrites to death
You know that shooting up's for real
That person who's screaming, that's the way he really feels
We're all improvising, five movies in a week
If Hollywood doesn't call us, we'll be sick
Starlight open wide, do to movies what you did to art
Can you see beauty in ugliness, or is it playing in the dirt
There are stars out on the New York streets, we want to capture them on
film
But if no one wants to see them, we'll make another and another
Starlight let us in that magic room
We've all dreamt of Hollywood, it can't happen too soon
Won't you give us a million dollars the rent is due
And will give you 2 movies and a painting
(written by Isaac Hayes - David Porter)
Coming to you, on a dusty road
Good loving, I got a truck load
And when you get it, you got something
So don't worry, 'cause I'm coming
I'm a soul man, I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man, I'm a soul man
Got what I got, the hard way
and I'll make better, each and every day
So honey, hey, don't you fret
'cause you ain't seen nothing yet
I'm a soul man, I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man, I'm a soul man
I was brought up, on a side street
Learned how to love, before I could eat
Hey, I was educated, from good, good stock
When I start loving I just can't stop
I'm a soul man, I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man, I'm a soul man
Grab the rope, and I'll pull you in
Give you hope, and be your only boyfriend
Ya, ya ya ya!
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom
Between thought and expression lies a lifetime
Situations arise because of the weather
and no kinds of love
are better than others
Some kinds of love
Margueirta told Tom
like a dirty French novel
the absured courts the vulgar
and some kinds of love
the possibilites are endless
and for me to miss one
would seem to be groundless
I head what you said
Margueritat told Tom
And of course you're a bore
But at that you're not charmless
for a bore is a straight line
that finds a wealth in division
and some kinds of love
are mistaken for vision
Put jelly on your shoulder
Let us do what you fear most
That from which you recoil
but which still makes your eyes moist
Put jelly on your shoulder
lie down upon the carpet
between thought and expression
let us now kiss the culprit
I don't know just what it's all about
Smiles, I was taught never to smile
I was told the stylish smiles of buffoonery
chicanery and larceny abound
My mom said unless someone sticks you right in front of a camera
A smile is the last thing that you wanna do
Those smiles, those mirthless toothy smiles
Smiles, they all smile on TV
The quizmaster with his withered crones
the talkshow hosting movie stars
the politician licking feet
The mugger, the rapist, the arsonic lover
All smile out from the news, at one time or another
Those smiles, those garish sickly smiles
When I was young my mother said to me:
"Never, ever, let anyone see that you're happy"
Smiles, never, ever let them see you smile
they'll always put you down
With those smiles, never, ever let them see you smile
they'll always put you down
With your smiles, never, ever let them see you smile
don't you know they'll make you go
Sister Ray
-White Light/White Heat
Duck and Sally inside
They're cooking for the down five
Who're staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking up her big man
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, it's jsut like Sister Ray says
Rosy and Miss Rayon
They're busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her Sailor
Who said he's just as big as ever
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, just like Sister Ray said
Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks and shoots between three and four
He aims it at the Sailor
Shoots him down dead on the floor
Oh, you shouldn't do that
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
And by the way man, have you got a dollar
Oh no man, I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on a ding dong
She's too busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, she does it just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, just like, just like Sister Ray says
Now, who's that knocking
Who's that knocking on my chamber dooe
Now could it be the police
They've come to take me for a ride ride
Oh, but I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on my ding dong
She's too busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, now, just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching on my line
I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh now, just like, just like, just like.....
Sister Ray says.
(and more Burroughsian permutations for the
I was up in the morning with the TV blarin'
brush my teeth sittin' watchin' the news
All the beaches were closed the ocean was a Red Sea
but there was no one there to part it in two
There was no fresh salad because there's hypos in the cabbage
Staten Island disappeared at noon
And they say the midwest is in great distress
and NASA blew up the moon
The ozone layer has no ozone anymore
and you're gonna leave me for the guy next door
I'm Sick of You
They arrested the Mayor for an illegal favor
sold the Empire State to Japan
And Oliver North married William Secord
and gave birth to a little Teheran
And the Ayatollah bought a nuclear warhead
if he dies he wants to go out in style
And there's nothing to eat that don't carry the stink
of some human waste dumped in the Nile
Well one thing is certainly true
no one here knows what to do
I'm Sick of You
The radio said there were 400 dead
in some small town in Arkansas
Some whacked out trucker
drove into a nuclear reactor
and killed everybody he saw
Now he's on Morton Downey
and he's glowing and shining
doctors say this is a medical advance
They say the bad makes the good
and there's something to be learned
in every human experience
Well I know one thing that really is true
This here's a zoo and the keeper ain't you
And I'm sick of it, I'm Sick of You
They ordained the Trumps
and then he got the mumps
and died being treated at Mt. Sinai
And my best friend Bill
died from a poison pill
some wired doctor prescribed for stress
My arms and legs are shrunk
the food all has lumps
They discovered some animal no one's ever seen
It was an inside trader eating a rubber tire
after running over Rudy Giuliani
They say the President's dead
but no one can find his head
It's been missing now for weeks
But no one noticed it
he has seemed so fit
Take me for what I am a star newly emerging
Long simmering explodes inside the self is reeling
In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood
In the muscle of my sex, in the mindful mindless love
I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling
At 5 am the moon and the sun sit set before my window
Light glances off the blue glass we set right before the window
And you who accept in your soul and your head
What was misunderstood what was thought of with dread
A new self is born the other self dead
I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling
A soul singer stands on the stage the spotlight shows him sweating
He sinks to one knee Seems to cry the horn are unrelenting
But as the drums beats he finds himself growing hard
In the microphone's face he sees her face growing large
And the swelling crescendo no longer retards
I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling
As the twilight sunburst gleams
As the chromium moon it sets
As I lose all my regrets and set the twilight reeling
Sally dances on the floor
She says she can't do it anymore
She walks down St. Marks Place
And eats natural food at my place
Sally can't dance no more, she can't get off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more
They found her in the trunk of a ford
Oooh, she can't dance no more
Sally is loosing her face
She lives on St., Marks Place
In a rent-controlled appartment, eighty dollars a month
She has lots of fun, she has lots of fun
But, Sally can't dance no more
Sally can't dance no more
She took too much meth and can't get off the floor
Now Sally, she can't dance no more
She was the first girl in the neighbourhood
To wear tied-dyed pants, ah, like she should
She was the first girl that I ever seen
That had flowers painted on her jeans
She was the first girl in her neighbourhood
that got raped on Tompkins Square real good
Now she wears a sword, like Napoleon
And she kills the boys and acts like a son
Sally can't dance no more, Sally can't dance no more
She can't get herself off the floor, Sally, she can't dance no more
Sally became a big model, she moved up to eighties and park
She had a studio appartment and that's where she used to ball
folk singers, and that's where she used to ball folk singers
Sally can't dance no more, Sally can't get off of the floor
She can't dance no more, Sally can't dance
She knew all the right people, she went to Le Jardin
She danced with Picasso's illegitimate mistress
And wore Kenneth Lane jewels - it's trash -
But - Sally can't dance no more, she can't get off of the floor
Sitting in our rooftop garden
Looking down below
Sitting in our rooftop garden
Waiting for the sun
Isn't it lovely watching
A plane go by
What a lovely couple
Are you and I
Sitting in our rooftop garden
A few drops of rain
The lights in the city blinking on
Just the same
No sugar in my coffee
How's your tea
In our rooftop garden
Above the city
Let's not see any letters
Let's not answer the phone
Let's just pretend that
There's no one at home
In our rooftop garden
In our rooftop garden
In our rooftop garden
She's out of her mind, like the wind in the storm
Like the ocean in the dawn as it disappears, with the riptide
She's out of her mind, she's pulled away by the moon
She's ripped from her sleep As the cold luna sweep gains control
What you gonna do With your emotions
Ones you barely recognize
In your sleep I heard your screaming
"This is not voluntary! This is not voluntary !
If this is life I'd rather die !"
In the riptide
She's out of her mind, riptide
Like a muscle that swells
You know when you trip
Whether you're well or sick
Your body aches
She's out with the tide
Gone to a prisoner's dance
Where a monkey's her date
Eating limbs off a plate with a spoon
What you gonna do with your emotions
Said the seagull to the loon
What you gonna do with your emotions
She said " Please wake me up"
She said " Don't touch me now"
She said " I wish I was dead"
In the riptide
She's out of her mind riptide You always win
It happens over and over again rip tide
She's out of her mind like a hurricane's rain
She does not stand a chance at this luna dance riptide
I was thinking of Van Gogh's last painting
The wheatfields and the crows
Is that perhaps what you've been feeling
When you see the ground
As you fall from the shy
As the floors disappears
From beneath your feet riptide
She's going out of her mind
I was visited by The Power and The Glory
I was visited by a majestic hymn
Great bolts of lightning
lightning up the sky
Electricity flowing through my veins
I was captured by a larger moment
I was seized by divinity's hot breath
Gorged like a lion on experience
Powerful from life
I wanted all of it -
Not some of it
I saw a man turn into a bird
I saw a bird turn into a tiger
I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes
in the jungles of the Amazon
I saw a man put a red hot needle through his eye
turn into a crow and fly through the trees
swallows hot coals and breathe out flames
and I wanted this to happen to me
We saw the moon vanish into his pocket
We saw the stars disappear from sight
We saw him walk across water into the sun
while bathed in eternal light
We spewed out questions waiting for answers
creating legends, religions and myths
Books, stories, movies and plays
all trying to explain this
I saw a great man turn into a little child
The cancer reduced him to dust
His voice growing weak as he fought for his life
with a bravery few men know
I saw isotopes introduced into his lungs
trying to stop the cancerous spread
And it made me think of Leda and The Swan
and gold being made from lead
The same power that burned Hiroshima
causing three legged babies and death
Shrunk to the size of a nickel
to help him regain his breath
And I was struck by The Power and The Glory
I was visited by a majestic Him
Great bolts of lightning lighting up the sky
as the radiation flowed through him
He wanted all of it
I was visited by The Power and The Glory
I was visited by a majestic hymn
Great bolts of lightening
lighting up the sky
Electricity flowing through my veins
I was captured by a larger moment
I was seized by divinity's hot breath
Gorged like a lion on experience
Powerful from life
I wanted all of it--
Not some of it
I saw a man turn into a bird
I saw a man turn into a tiger
I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes
in the jungles of the Amazon
I saw a man put a red hot needle through his eye
turn into a crow and fly through the trees
swalow hot coals and breathe out flames
and I wanted this to happen to me
We saw th emoon vanish into his pocket
We saw the stars disappear from sight
We saw him walk across water into the sun
while bathed in eternal light
We spewed out questions waiting for answers
creating legends, religions and myths
Books, stories, movies and plays
all trying to explain this
I saw a great man turn into a little child
The cancer reduce him to dust
His voice growing weaker as he fought for his life
with a bravery few men know
I saw isotopes introduced into his lungs
trying to stop the cancerous spread
And it made me think of Leda and The Swan
and gold being made from lead
The same power that burned Hiroshima
causing three legged babies and death
Shrunk to the size of a nickel
to help him regain his breath
And I was struck by The Power and The Glory
I was visited by a majestic Him
Great bolts of lightening lighting up the sky
as the radiation flowed through him
He wanted all of it
Christopher Columbus discovered America
Found he had a cornucopia
Gave love to the Indians and they gave it back
A pow wow in the teepee is where it's at
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
The Indian fought with his arrow and bow
Till General Custer lost to Sitting Bull
Scalped all day and scalped all night
Give me that fire water, gonna buy me a wife
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
When your people first moved to our block
Our ancestors met with culture shock
Two different monkeys from two different trees
Come on, let's stop our fightin' and come dance with me
Come on, dance with me
Come on, and dance with me
'Cause I really wanna dance with you
I want to dance with you
Sometimes I feel so happy,
Sometimes I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel so happy,
But mostly you just make me mad.
Baby, you just make me mad.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Thought of you as my mountain top,
Thought of you as my peak.
Thought of you as everything,
I've had but couldn't keep.
I've had but couldn't keep.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
If I could make the world as pure and strange as what I see,
I'd put you in the mirror,
I put in front of me.
I put in front of me.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Skip a life completely.
Stuff it in a cup.
She said, Money is like us in time,
It lies, but can't stand up.
Down for you is up."
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
It was good what we did yesterday.
And I'd do it once again.
The fact that you are married,
Only proves, you're my best friend.
But it's truly, truly a sin.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
You're the kind of girl everybody warned me about
You're the kind of person, that everybody's just staring at
But now you are a topless dancer
Working out of a bar on Times Spuare
And everybody wishes you were back down in some corner
Only Baby know
You make me go ooohhh baby ooohhh baby ooohhh baby
Ooohhh, ooohhh, ooohhh
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby ooohhh baby
Ooohhh, ooohhh, ooohhh
Your old man was the best P and E man down on the streets
And all the guy in the precinct
Always was watching for him on the beat
But when he ripped off Seymour
He was really not a doing so fine
And everything is knots
Well except his hands and legs
And maybe even mime, you see
They just make them strip off
They say ooohhh baby, ooohhh ...
It's very funny asking me
Why they keep the lights on down so low
Well, yesterday's chase's today's competition
Or didn't you know
And the all fluorescent lighting
Make so your wrinkles, they don't show
And it's very funny
The way that 20 bucks an hour cannot go
If you don't make 'em go
Now, now, now, ooohhh baby, ooohhh ...
Everybody wondered 'bout you when you was seen in
Drinking some beer
You got here from Ohio and your mother said
You hooked her in the real near
That's the way it goes now
All your two-bit friends they're shootin' you up with pills
They said that it was good for you, that it would cure your ills
I don't care just where it's at
I'm just like an alley cat
And when you're filled up to here with hate
Don't you know you gotta get it straight
Filled up to here with hate
Beat her black and blue and get it straight
Do, do, do, do, do, do,
When you're lookin' through the eyes of hate
All your two-bit friends they're ask you for your autograph
They put you on the stage, they thought it'd be good for a laugh
But I don't care just where it's at
'Cause honey I'm just like an alley cat
And when you're filled up to here with hate
Don't you know you gotta get it straight
Filled up to here with hate
Beat her black and blue and get it straight
Uh huh
Oh Jim, how could you treat me this way
Hey hey hey
How could you treat me this way ?
Oh Jim, how could you treat me this way
Hey hey
How could you treat me this way ?
You know you broke my heart
Ever since you went away
Now you said that you love us
But you only make love to one of us
Oh Jim, how could you treat me this way
You know you broke my heart
Ever since you went away
When you're looking through the eyes of hate
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When you're looking through the eyes of hate
It can only lead to trouble if you break my heart
If you accidentally crush it on the ides of March
I'd prefer you were straight forward
You don't have to go through all of that
I'm a New York city man, baby
Say "go" and that is that
New York city man, you just say "go" and that is that
I'm a New York city man, you just say "go" and that is that
It's far too complicated to make up a lie
That you'd have to remember and really why
I wouldn't want to be around you
If you don't want to have me around
I'm a M-A-N-N man
Slink your eyes and I'll gone
I'm a M-A-N-N man, slink your eyes, honey, I love you, and I'll gone
New York city man, slink your eyes and I'll gone
Brutus made a pretty speech but Caesar was betrayed
Lady Macbeth went crazy but Macbeth ended slain
Ophelia and Desdamona dead leaving Hamlet in a play
But I'm no Lear with blinded eyes
Say " go " and I am gone
The stars have shut their eyes up tight
The earth has changed it's course
A Kingdom sits on a black knight's back
As he tries to mount a white jeweled horse
While a clock full of butterflies on the hour
Releases a thousand moths
You say " leave" and I'll be gone
Without any remorse
No letters faxes phones or tears
There's a difference between
Bad and worse
I'm a New York city man, blink your eyes and I'll be gone
New York city - man, blink your eyes and I'll be gone
New York city, I love you, New York city man
New York city, I love you, blink your eyes and I'll be gone
Just a little grain of sand
New York city, ooohhh, I love you
New York city, baby, blink your eyes and I'll be gone
Somebody's got to help me
This girl's drivin' me insane
Cause some they likes it hot
And some they likes it cold
And some they just don't like it at, like it at all now
Somebody's got to help me
This girl's drivin' me insane
Now somebody she's got to help me
It makes me feel like that I'm nowhere at all
It makes me feel like I'm nowhere at all
Somebody's got to help me
This girl's got me on the line now
Cause some they likes it hot
And some they likes it cold
And some they just don't like it at, like it at all now
Somebody's got to help me
This girl's drivin' me insane
Somebody's got to help me
She makes me feel like, I'm nowhere at all
It makes me feel like I'm nowhere at all
I'm nowhere at all
I'm nowhere at
Give it to me now
I'm nowhere at all now
No honey, Rocky don't know it at all
I'm no, no, nowhere at all
I'm nowhere at all now
I know you're disappointed
In the way I handled things
You're thinking I misread the times
And acted cowardly
And since what I do affects us both
And you feel that I let you down
You're paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
You're paying a price when there is no price to pay
It's lovers trust, no money down
Hey, lover
Hey, lover
Lover
They say there's someone for everyone
And for everyone a someone
And some tattoo roses across their chests
With a heart that says 'Rollo'
And some work without a public relations man
And do their best work, baby, out of sight
You're paying a price when there is no price to pay
It's lovers trust, no money down
You're paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
Hey, lover
Hey, lover
Lover
Now I have known a hero or two
And they all learn to swim through mud
And they all got boots caked with dirty soles
That they get from squashing bugs
So when push comes to shove get the Harley revved up
The moon can eclipse even the sun
You're paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
You're paying a price when there is no price to pay
It's lovers trust, no money down
Lovers trust, no money down
(Hey, lover)
Yes, lovers trust, no money down
(Hey, lover)
Lovers trust, no money down
(Hey, lover)
Lovers trust, no money down
(Hey, lover)
Hey, hey, lover
I don't like guilt be it stoned or stupid
Drunk and disorderly I ain't no cupid
Two years ago today I was arrested on christmas eve
I don't want pain, I want to walk not be carried
I don't want to give it up, I want to stay married
I ain't no dog tied to a parked car
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin' 'bout some new sensations
Talkin' 'bout some new sensations
I want the principles of a timeless muse
I want to eradicate my negative views
And get rid of those people who are always on a down
It's easy enough to tell what is wrong
But that's not what I want to hear all night long
Some people are like human toulinols
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin' 'bout some new sensations
Talkin' 'bout some new sensations
I took my gpz out for a ride
The engine felt good between my thighs
The air felt cool, it's was forty degrees outside
I rode to pennsylvania near the delaware gap
Sometimes I got lost and had to check the map
I stopped at a roadside diner for a burger and a coke
There were some country folk and some hunters inside
Somebody got themselves married and somebody died
I went to the juke box and played a hillbilly song
They was arguing about football as I waved and went outside
And I headed for the mountains feeling warm inside
I love that gpz so much, you know that I could kiss her
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin' 'bout your new sensations
Talkin' new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
The stock is empty in our eyeball store
All we got left, a few cataracts and sores
The faggot mimic machine never had an ides
Mission impossible, they self destruct on fear
On a standard N.Y. night ghouls go to see their so called 'stars'
A fairly stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a 4th rate imitation
They say:' I'm so empty, no surface, no depth
Oh please, can't I be you, your personality's so great.'
Like new buildings, square, tall and the same
Sorry, Miss Stupid, didn't you know it was a game
I'm just waiting for them to hurry up and die
It's really getting to crowed here
Help me N.Y. stars
Contributions accepted all the same
We need new people store
When I was a young boy in Brooklyn
Going to public school
During recess in the concrete playground
They lined us up by twos
In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed and Russo
I still remember the names
And stickball and stoopball
Were the only games that we played
And I wanted to be like my old man
I wanted to grow up just like my old man
I wanted to be like my old man
I wanted to dress like
I wanted to be just like
I wanted to act like my old man
I wanted to be like
I wanted to act like
I wanted to be just like my old man
And then like everyone else I started to grow
And I didn't want to be like my father anymore
I was sick if his bullying
And having to hide under a desk on the floor
And when he beat my mother
It made me so mad I could choke
And I didn't want to be like my old man
I didn't even want to look like my old man
I didn't even want to seem like my old man
A son watches his father
Being cruel to his mother
And makes a vow to return only when
He is so much richer
In every way so much bigger
That the old man will never hit anyone again
Like my old man
Like my old man
Like my old man
Like my old man
And can you believe what he said to me
He said, "Lou, act like a man"
Why don't you act just like a man
Act like your daddy
Act like a man
Why don't you act like a man
Like your old man
Like my old man
Read in the paper about a man killed with a sword
And that made my think of my friend George
People said the man was five foot six
Sounds like George with his killing stick
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
You're talkin' 'bout My Friend George
I knew George since he's eight
I always thought that he was great
Anything that George would do
You know that I would do it too
George liked music and George liked to fight
He worked out in a downtown gym every night
I'd spar with him when work has done
We split lips but it was all in fun
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Next thing I hear George's got this stick
And using it for more than kicks
I see him down at Smalley's bar
He was wired up, I tried to calm him down
Avenge yourself he says to me
Avenge yourself for humanity
Avenge yourself for the weak and the poor
Stick it to these guys fight through their heads
Well, the fight is my music, the stick is my sword
And you know that I love you, so please don't say a word
Can't you gear the music playing, the anthem, it's my call
And the last I seen of George was him running through the door
I says, Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Hey Bro, what's the word
You're talkin' 'bout My Friend George
I've declared a truce, so stop your fighting
The marshall is in town
I won't put up with no big mouth yapping
At least not while I'm around
This is my friend ace, he's from the 8th precinct
Nothing goes on that he don't know
And we've been send cause your arguments
Have been going on for too long
And before one of you hurts the other one of you
I'm declaring martial law
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
I'm the marshall in the city
The jails are filled with people like you
You oughta listen to your diddy-wah-diddy
What's a girl like you doing with that lamp
You better drop it down on the floor
And son, that isn't very smart
Kicking a hole in that door
Hey, ace will you take a look at this place
And get those neighbors out of the hall
I'm declaring martial law
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
'cause I'm the marshall in the city
And if you stand away, I've got something to say
That I might even help you
Keep your hands to yourself and keep your big mouth shut
Don't you touch nobody with hate-hate-hate-hate
And if all you've got is poison in your mouth
Make sure that you don't speak
It's 3:30 in the early morning
Don't punch, don't scratch, don't bite
Try not to take the garbage of the day
Any place but outside
Now me and mr. ace are gonna leave this place
And this fighting's gonna end
And if we're called back, I'm gonna knock you flat
And stack you end to end
Ah, I came, I saw, I declared martial law
I'm the marshall in the city
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
I'm the marshall in the city, ooohhh
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
I'm the marshall in the city
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
Magician Magician take me upon your wings
and...gently roll the clouds away
I'm sorry I have no incantations
only words to help sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want to count to five
turn around and find myself gone
Fly through the storm
and wake up in the calm
Release me from this body
from this bulk that moves beside me
Let me leave this body far away
I'm sick of looking at me
I hate this painful body
that diease has slowly worn away
Magician take my spirit
inside I'm young and vital
Inside I'm alive please take me away
So many things to do--it's too early
For my life to be ending
For this body to simply rot away
I want some magic to keep me alive
I want a miracle... I don't want to die
I'm afraid that if I go to sleep I'll never wake
I'll no longer exist
I'll close my eyes and disappear
and float into the mist
Somebody...please hear me
my hand can't hld a cup of coffee
My fingers are weak--things just fall away
Inside I'm young and pretty
Too many things unfinished
My very breath taken away
Doctor you're no magician--and I am no believer
I need more than faith...can give me now
I want to believe in miracles--not just belief in numbers
I need some magic to take me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
Visit on this starlit night
replace the stars the moon the light--the sun's gone
Fly me through this storm
and wake up in the calm...
I fly right through this storm
You know it's hard for me
I cannot use the phone
In the shape of publicity
No relationship is born
I feel like a Hercules who's recently been shorn
But I have always loved my baby sister
Pick me up at eight
You'll see me on tv
I don't know I don't look well
Time's not been good to me
But please believe me
The blame is all on me
I have always loved my baby sister
Remember when, we were younger when
You would wait for me at school
Teacher's friends and brazen sins
And I was often cruel
But you always believed in me
You thought I was the best
And now that I got you alone
Let me get this off my chest
Pick a melody
Then count from one to ten
I make a rhyme up
Then we will try again
To laugh or cry or give a sigh
To past that might have been
And how much I really love my baby sister
And how much I really love my baby sister
And how much I really love my baby sister
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
Lisa says that it's allright
When she needs to be alone at night
Lisa says that she has a fun
And she'll do it with just about anyone.
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says that she's on the run
Looking for a special one
Lisa says that every time she makes his trip
She knows her heart will beat
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Looking for a part and some action
Going to make it feel okay
But what do you find
When the time has come on, now
Look at it run
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Everybody's gonna try to tell you what to do
And never, never, never, never
Let it be said that it's true
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
They're the kind of people that'll always let you down
I know you, too, you don't ever give it a frown
Leave me, leave me, leave me
Don't you know some people
They just don't know when to stop
They can't tell the floor from the ceiling or the top
And there're other types, they always make you wait
And they're always the first to say
The state you come from
Leave me, leave me, leave me
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me forever
Love me, love me, love me
You keep your jealousy and your snide remarks to yourself
You know that I'm not seeing anyone else
You just keep your ear down to the ground
Yell your head off if you hear a sound
Here's a whistle, a badge and a phone
You can arrest me if I'm not at home
And if I don't keep my word I swear
I'll keep away
Here's some books and a puzzle by Escher
Here's Shakespeare's "Measure For Measure"
Here's a balloon, a rubber band and a bag
Why don't you blow them up if you think you've been had
Here's a castle, a paper dragon and a moat
An earring, a toothbrush and a cloak
And if I don't keep my word I swear
I'll keep away
I think images are worth repeating
images repeated from a painting
Images taken from a painting
from a photo worth re-seeing
I love images worth repeating
project them upon the ceiling
Multiply them with silk screening
see them with a different feeling
Images, oh, images
Images, oh, images
Some say images have no feeling
I think there's a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so it's seeming
instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity of screenings
things born anew display new meanings
I think images are worth repeating
and repeating and repeating
Images, oh, images
Images, images
I'm no urban idiot savant
spewing paint without any order
I'm no sphinx, no mystery enigma
what I paint is very ordinary
I don't think I'm old or modern
I don't think I think I'm thinking
It doesn't matter what I'm thinking
It's the images that are worth repeating
Ah, repeating, images
Images
If you're looking for a deeper meaning
I'm as deep as this high ceiling
If you think technique is meaning
you might find me very simple
You might think that images boring
Cars and cans and chairs and flowers
You might find me personally boring
Hammer, sickle, Mao Tse Tong
Mao Tse Tong
Images, images, images
I think that it bears repeating
the images upon the ceiling
I love images worth repeating
and repeating and repeating
Images, images
I wanna be black
Have natural rhythm
Shoot twenty feet of jism, too
and fuck up Jews
I wanna be black
I wanna be a Panther
Have a girlfriend named Samantha
And have a stable of foxy whores
Oh I wanna be black
I don't wanna be a fucked up, middle class,
college student anymore
I just want to have a stable of foxy little whores
Yeah, yeah I wanna be black
I wanna be black
I wanna be like Martin Luther King
and get myself shot in spring
And lead a whole generation too
And Fucked up the Jews
I wanna be black, I wanna be like Malcolm X
and cast a hex over President Kennedy's tomb
And have a big prick, too
I don't wanna be a fucked up, middle class,
college student anymore
I just want to have a stable of foxy little whores
Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail
My landlady call me up
She tried to hit me with a mop
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
I live with thirteen dead cats
A purple who hear spats
They're all livin in a hall
And I can't stand it anymore
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail
My landlady call me up
She tried to hit me with a mop
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
A son who is cursed with a harridan mother
Or a weak simpering father at best
Is raised to play out the timeless classical motives
Of filial love and incest
How does he
Speak to a
How does he speak to the prettiest girl
How does he
Talk to her
What does he say for an opening line
What does he say if he's shy
What do you do with your pragmatic passions
With your classically neurotic style
How do you deal with your vague self-comprehensions
What do you do when you lie
How do you
Speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to her
How do you dance on the head of a pin
When you're on the outside looking in
How do you
Speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you
Speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
You just say - Hello, hello, hello Baby
Here's to johnny with his jo
And mickey's got a wife
And here's to jerry
He has got his joyce
And me, I'm shaking
In my boots tonight
For the daughters and the sons
Lost in the home of the brave
And here's to the home of the brave
And here's to the life that's not saved
Here's to the home of the brave
Here's to the home of the brave
Here's to frank hit in some bar
In picturesque brooklyn heights
And here's to a friend who jumped in front of a train
At seven o'clock one night
And another friend who thinks he lacks worth
Has disappeared from sight
Somewhere in the home
Of the brave
And here's to the home of the brave
And here's to the life that's not saved
Here's to the home of the brave
Here's to the home of the brave
The stars are hiding in their clouds
The street lights are too bright
A man's kicking a woman
Who's clutching his leg tight
And I think suddenly of you
And blink my eyes in fright
And rush off to the home
Of the brave
And here's to the home of the brave
Here's to the home of the brave
And here's to the life that is saved
Here's to the home of the brave
And everyday you have to die some
Cry some and die some
And everyday you have to die some
Cry some and die
In the home of the brave
There's blacks with knives and whites with guns
fighting in Howard Beach
There's no such thing as human rights
when you walk the N.Y. streets
A cop was shot in the head by a 10 year old kid named Buddah in
Central Park last week
The fathers are lined up by
the coffins by the Statue of Bigotry
You better hold on something's happening here
You better hold on---meet you in Tompkins Square
The dopers sent a message to the cops last weekend
They shot him in the car where he sat
And Eleanor Bumpres and Michael Stewart must have appreciated that
There's a rampaging rage rising up like a plague of bloody vials
washing up on the beach
It'll take more than the Angels or Iron Mike Tyson
to heal this bloody breach
A junkie ran down a lady a pregnant dancer
she'll never dance but the baby was saved
He shot up some China White and noddet out at the wheel
and he doesn't even remember a thing
They shot that old lady
'cause they thought she was a witness
to a crime she didn't even see
Whose home is the home of the brave by the Statue of Bigotry
You got a black .38 and a gravity knife
You still have to ride the train
There's the smelly essence of N.Y. down there
but you ain't no Bernard Goetz
There's no Mafia lawyer
to fight in your corner
for that 15 minutes of fame
The have and the have nots are bleeding in the tub
That's New York's future not mine
Listen, I just wanna tell you a story
It happened to a friend of mine
Didn't have no power in the glory
City took a hell of a time??
The city was ahead kind of pushing
The only thing this about this girl
She went and she married another fellow
Knocked my friend right out of this world
He heard the preacher say here comes the bride
(here comes the bride)
Here comes the bride, baby
(here comes the bride)
(here comes the bride)
She looked lovely, here comes the bride
Somebody called to say they caring
Tell her that a refugee is coming in Philmont via the coast
Somebody call up his old man
Hey, tell him his son is a writer and ?? looking like a ghost
And somebody find that Virgin Mary
Oh, won't you tell that bitch, hey your two bees are coming back home
Somebody tell those ladies in waiting, hold it now
Don't tell the preacher, go on with it
We don't want to hear the words
Here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
I don't want to hear it, here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
Here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
Looks so lovely, so lovely, so lovely,
Don't you know the preacher looks so lovely, yeah yeah
Here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
Picking up pieces of information
Time locks
Picking up pieces of information about you
And how to pick locks
Scouting around on the Lower East Side and matresses in the rain
Them uptown ladies with their uptown coats
Come down here to get laid
It's a boring macho trip
And I'm the type that facinates
Hey, Mrs Pamela Brown, how's the Dakota?
You're twenty eight years and your face has been lifted
But you still look so much older
You been desoiled and your linen is drab,
You've got crabs
The things they sell you
Your credit cards
I love you for it
I love you for it
Sell your sugar
I'm a humanitarian
I give it all to myself
That way you way you cling
And I stay additive
And psychologically you know
Hey, psychologically it's better that I think that I am dirt
Psychologically it's better that I think that I am dirt
Do you know it's better to think I'm dirt
Don't you like to have some dirt
That all it's worth it's just dirt
Cheap
Cheap damn dirt
Hey Pam, dirt
Cheap dirt
Dirt
Uptown dirt
Andy it's me, haven't seen you in a while
I wished I talked to you more when you were alive
I thought you were self-assured when you acted shy
Hello it's me
I really miss you, I really miss your mind
I haven't heard ideas like that in such a long, long time
I loved to watch you draw and watch you paint
But when I saw you last, I turned away
When Billy Name was sick and locked up in his room
You asked me for some speed, I though it was for you
I'm sorry that I doubted your good heart
Things always seem to end before they start
Hello it's me, that was a great gallery show
Your cow wallpaper and your floating silver pillows
I wish I paid more attention when they laughed at you
Hello it's me
"Pop goes pop artist," the headline said
"Is shooting a put-on, is Warhol really dead ?"
You get less time for stealing a car
I remember thinking as I heard my own record in a bar
They really hated you, now all that's changed
But I have some resentments that can never be unmade
You hit me where it hurt I didn't laugh
Your Diaries are not a worthy epitaph
Oh well now Andy, guess we've got to go
I hope some way somehow you like this little show
I know it's late in coming but it's the only way I know
Hello it's me, goodnight Andy
Looking in the mirror Harry didn't like what he saw
The cheeks of his mother the eyes of his father
As each day crashed around him the future stood revealed
He was turning into his parents
The final disappointment
Stepping out of the shower
His hairline receding the slight overbite
He picked up the razor to begin his shaving
and thought oh I wish I was different
I wish I was stronger I wish I was thinner
I wish I didn't have this nose
These ears that stick out remind me of my father
and I don't want to be reminded at all
The final disappointment
Harry looked in the mirror thinking of Vincent Van Gogh
and with a quick swipe lopped off his nose
And happy with that he made a slice where his chin was
he'd always wanted a dimple
The end of all illusion
Then peering down straight between his legs
Harry thought of the range of possibilities
A new face a new life no memories of the past
and slit his throat from ear to ear
harry woke with a cough the stitches made him wince
A doctor smiled at him from somewhere across the room
Son we saved yourlife but you'll never look the same
And when he heard that, Harry had to laugh
And when he heard that, Harry had to laugh
Although it hurt Harry had to laugh
There's a downtown fairy singing out "Proud Mary"
as she cruises Christopher Street
and some Southern Queen is acting loud and mean
where the docks and the badlands meet
This Halloween is something to be sure
especially to be here without you
There's a Greta Garbo and an Alfred Hitchcock
and some black Jamaican stud
There's five Cinderellas and some leather drags
I almost fell into my mug
There's a Crawford, Davis and a tacky Cary Grant
and some Homeboys lookin' for trouble down here from the Bronx
But there ain't no Hairy and no Virgin Mary
you won't hear those voices again
and Johny Rio and Rotten Rita
you'll never see those faces again
This Halloween is something to be sure
especially to be here without you
There's the Born Again Losers and the Lavender Boozers
and some crack team from Washington Heights
the boys from Avenue B and the girls from Avenue D
Tinkerbell in tights
This celebration somehow gets me down
Especially when I see you're not around
There's no Peter Pedantic saying things romantic
In Latin, Greek or Spic
There's no Three Bananas or Brandy Alexander
Dishing all their tricks
It's a different feeling that I have today
Especially when I know you've gone away
There's a girl from Soho with a teeshirt saying "I Blow"
She's with the "jive five 2 plus 3"
And the girls for pay dates are giving cut rates
Or else doing it for free
The past keeps knock knock knocking on my door
And I don't want to hear it anymore
No consolations please
for feelin' funky
I got to get my head above my knees
But it makes me mad and mad makes me sad
And then I start to freeze
In the back of my mind I was afraid it might be true
In the back of my mind I was afraid that they meant you
The Halloween parade
See you next year---
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye
Let me tell you, now, goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye
Ah, all night long you've been drinking your tequilla rye
But now you've sucked your lemon peel dry
So why not get high, high, high and
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye
Goodnight sweet ladies, all ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye, bye-bye
Ah, we've been together for the longest time
But now it's time to get high
Come on, let's get high, high, high
And goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
Oh, I'm still missing my other half
Oh, it must be something I did in the past
Don't it just make you wanna laugh
It's a lonely Saturday night
Oh, nobody calls me on the telephone
I put another record on my stereo
But I'm still singing a song of you
It's a lonely Saturday night
Now, if I was an actor or a dancer that was glamorous
Then, you know, an amourus life would soon be mine
But now the tinsel light of star break
Is all that's left to applaud my heart break
And eleven o'clock I watch the network news
Oh, oh, oh, something tells me that you're really gone
You said we could be friends, but that's not what's not what I want
And, anyway, my TV-dinner's almost done
It's a lonely Saturday night
I mean to tell you, it's a lonely Saturday night
Good night
Ladies!
Good night
Ladies!
Good night
Ladies!
We're going to leave you now.
Merrily we roll along
roll along
roll along
Merrily we roll along
o'er the dark blue sea.
Farewell
Ladies!
Farewell
Ladies!
Farewell
Ladies!
We're going to leave you now.
Merrily we roll along
roll along
roll along
Merrily we roll along
Good evening Mr. Waldheim
and Pontiff how are you?
You have so much in common
in the things you do
And here comes Jesse Jackson
He talks of Common Ground
Does that Common Ground include me
or is it just a sound
A sound that shakes
Oh Jesse, you must watch the sounds you make
A sound that quakes
There are fears that still reverberate
Jesse you say Common Ground
Does that include the PLO?
What about people right here right now
who fought for you not so long ago?
The words that flow so freely
falling dancing from your lips
I hope that you don't cheapen them
with a racist slip
Oh Common Ground
Is Common Ground a word or just a sound
Common Ground---remember those civil rights workers buried in the ground
If I ran for President and once was a member of the Klan
Wouldn't you call me on it
The way I call you on Farrakhan
And Pontiff, pretty Pontiff
Can anyone shake your hand?
Or is it just that you like uniforms
and someone kissing your hand
Or is it true
The Common Ground for me includes you too
Oh is it true the Common Ground for me includes you too
Good evening Mr. Waldheim
Pontiff how are you
As you both stroll through the woods at night
I'm thinking thoughts of you
And Jesse you're inside my thoughts
As the rhythmic words subside
My Common Ground invites you in
or do you prefer to wait outside
Or is it true
The Common Ground for me is without you
Or is it true
The Common Ground for me is without you
Oh is it true
Well, you covered your tracks
and now I can't see you
You had your ashes scattered at sea
There's no grave to visit no tombstone to look at
You were in the NY Times obituary
There's no record no tape no book no movie
Some photographs and memories
Sometimes I dial your phone number by mistake
and this is what I hear
This is no longer a working number baby
Please redial your call
This is no longer a working number
Your party doesn't live here anymore
This is no longer a working number
if you still require help
Stay on the line and an operator
will try to bail you out
I knew I should have seen you that Thursday
I knew I shouldn't have left
But you sounded so good your spirits so up
I thought I'd see you next week
I say over and over if I had half a brain
if I had half a brain in my head
I wouldn't sit here dialing a wrong number
and listening to what some recording said
I knew I should have written, written things down
I always say I'll never forget
Who can forget a one-eyed pilot
Who's a concert pianist
A painter a poet a ongwriter supreme
My friends are blending in my head
They're melding into one great spirit
and that spirit isn't dead
Now I may not remember everything that you said
but I remember all the things you've done
And not a day goes by not an hour
when I don't try to be like you
You were gassed, stoked and rarin' to go
and you were that way all the time
So I guess you know why I'm laughing at myselves
every time I dial the wrong line
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause trouble for me
Faces and names
If we all looked the same and we all had the same name
I wouldn't be jealous of you or you jealous of me
Faces and names
I always fall in love with someone who looks
the way I wish that I could be
I'm always staring at someone who hurts
And the one they hurt is me
Faces and names, to me they're all the same
If I looked like you and you looked like me
There'd be less trouble you see
Faces and names, I wish they'd go away
I'd disappear into that wall and never talk
Faces and names
I wish I was a robot or a machine
Without a feeling or a thought
People who want to meet the name I have
Are always disappointed when they meet me
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause problems for me
Faces and names
I'd rather be a hole in the wall, looking out on the other side
I'd rather look and listen, listen and not talk
To faces and names
If I had a breakdown when I was a kid
I lost my hair when I was young
If you dress older when you're not
As your really age you look the same
If we all looked the same, we wouldn't play these games
Me dressing for you and you dressing for me
Undressing for me
Faces and names, if they all were the same
You wouldn't be jealous of me or me jealous of you
Me jealous of you, me jealous of you
Your face and your name, your face and your name
When I was a young man - no bigger than this
A chocolate egg cream was not to be missed
Some U Bet's Chocolate Syrup, seltzer water mixed with milk
Stir it up into a heady fro - tasted just like silk
You scream, I steam, We all want Egg Cream
Now you can go to Junior's, Dave's on Canal St.
And I think there's Ken's in Boston
There must be something in L.A.
But Becky's on Kings Highway
Was the Egg Cream of choice
And if you don't believe me
Go ask any of the boys
You scream, I steam, We all want Egg Cream
The only good thing I remember about P.S.92
Was the Egg Cream served at Becky's
It was a fearsome brew
For fifty cents you got a shot - chocolate bubbles up your nose
That made it easier to deal with knife flights
and kids pissing in the street
You scream, I steam, We all want Egg Cream
So the next time you're in Brooklyn - Please say hello for me
At Totonno's for Pizza and ice cream at Al and Shirley's
But mostly you go to Becky's - sit in a booth and say hello
And have two chocolate Egg Cream - one to stay and go
If I close my eyes I see your face and I'm not without you
If I try hard and concentrate I can still hear you speak
I picture myself in your room by the chair
you're smoking a cigarette
If I close my eyes i can see your face you're saying, "I missed you"
Dreamin'--I'm always dreamin'
If I close my eyes I can smell your perfume you look and say, "Hi babe"
If I close my eyes pictures from China still hang from the wall
I heat the dog bark I turn and say, "what were you saying?"
I picture you in the red chair inside the pale room
You sat in your chair with a tube in your arm--you were so skinny
You were still making jokes I don't know what drugs they had you on
You said, "I guess this is not the time for long term investments"
You were always laughing but you never laughed at me
They say in the end the pain was so bad that you were screaming
Now you were no saint but you deserved better than that
From th ecorner I watched them removing things from your apartment
But I can picture your red chair and pale room inside my head
If I close my eyesI see your face and I'm not without you
If I try hard and concentrate I cna hear your voice saying,
"Who better than you"
If I close my eyes I can't believe that I'm here without you
Inside your pale toom your empty red chair and my head
He was lying banged and battered, skewered
and bleeding talking crippled on the Cross
Was his mind reeling and heaving
hallucinating fleeing what a loss
The things he hadn't touched or kissed
his senses slowly stripped away
Not like Buddha not like Vishnu
life wouldn't rise through him again
I find it easy to believe
That he might question his beliefs
The Beginning of the Last Temptation
Dime Store Mystery
The duality of nature, Godly nature, human nature
splits the soul
Fully human, fully divine and divided
the great immortal soul
Split into pieces, whirling pieces, opposites attract
From the front, the side, the back
The mind itself attacks
I know this feeling, I know it from before
Descartes through Hegel
Belief is never sure
Dime Store Mystery, Last Temptation
I was sitting drumming thinking thumping pondering
the Mysteries of Life
Outside the city shrieking screaming whispering
the Mysteries of Life
There's a funeral tomorrow at St Patrick's
the bells will ring for you
What must you have been thinking
when you realized the time had come for you
I wish I hadn't thrown away my time
on so much Human
and so much less Divine
The end of the Last Temptation
Well the coal black sea waits for me me me
The coal black sea waits forever
The waves hit the shore
Crying more more more
But the coal black sea waits forever
The tornados come up the coast they run
Hurricanes rip the sky forever
Though the weathers change
the sea remains the same
The coal black sea waits forever
There are ashes spilt through collective guilt
People rest at sea forever
Since they burnt you up
Collect you in a cup
For you the coal black sea has no terror
Will your ashes float like some foreign boat
ot will they sink absorbed forever
Will the Atlantic Coast
have its final boast
Nothing else contained you ever
Now the coal black sea waits for me me me
The coal black sea waits forever
When I leave this joint
at some further point
Everybody said you bet you better watch out
Man, she's gonna turn you in
And me, you know, I thought that I looked out
Now look at the trouble that I looked out
You better watch out for Charley's girl
Watch out for Charley's girl ...
It happened on New Year's Eve
They said everybody had to leave
They had a warrant in their hand
They wanted to bust the whole band
I said if I ever see Sharon again
I'm gonna punch her face in
You know, you better watch out for Charley's girl
Hey, now, now watch out for Charley's girl
You know she'll turn you - turn you in
Watch out for Charley's girl
Watch out for Charley's girl
She'll turn you in
You better watch out, you better watch out ...
Billy was a good friend of mine
We grew up together ever since we were nine
We went to school, he was my best friend
And I thought our friendship would never end
In highschool he played football
And me, I didn't do anything at all
He made touch-downs, while I played pool
And no one could figure out, which one of us was the fool
Then we both went to collage
He studied medicine, while I studied foilage
He got "A's", and I got "D's"
He was going for his P.H.D.
The I decided to drop out
Then I decided to drop out
Things were getting a little to hot
Billy stayed there, became an intern, then a doctor
Then war broke out and he had to go
But not me, I was mentally unfit or so they say, so, so
When he came back, he wasn't quite the same
His nerves were shot, but not me
Last time I saw him, I couldn't take it anymore
He wasn't the Billy I knew, it was like talking to a door
Billy was a friend of mine
I grew up with him ever since we were nine
We went together to school
There's no reason to wake up
I put on my wig and my make up
I strut my tight ass across the street
A man in a dress, I feel so sweet
Saw Lou Reed giving head down in Soho
I wasn't really there, but Johnny
He told me so
I wanna be Mark E. Smith
I got my act down, I got the riffs
I'll form a band, I'll get the best
He's look so cute wearing my new dress
Saw Lou Reed giving head down in Soho
I wasn't really there, but Johnny
He told me so
I wanna be the lead singer for the Fall
I wanna have gold records wall to wall
No, you cannot!
I'm taking off my clothes on stage
I'll be like Mark E. Smith someday
All the old men look at me
I'm thinking of you, Mark
I'm thinking of you!
Saw Lou Reed giving head down in Soho
I wasn't really there, but Johnny
We were drivin through West Texas
The land of beef and pork
Where they tend the hides of leather
We wear back in New York
In a pasture, along a roadside
Behind a brokedown shack
On a dusky side of evening
We saw a figure dressed in black
And we don't mean to sound like we're trippin
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tippin
Cow tippin
Hey Lou, "Is that you?"
She said as we pulled to the shoulder
He just said, "Go screw."
And then he turned and tipped one over
Under a spitshine Western sky
The color of boot varnish
Hey it's like Fellini
Actually I'm thinkin more like Jim Jarmusch
And we can't say how much we've been sippin
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tippin
Cow tippin
I got cops on the cell
I said I got a little story to tell
Lou Reed is in the cow pen
They said, Oh no! Not again!
And we hope our perceptions isn't slippin
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tippin
Cow tippin
Cow tippin
Cow tippin
Cow tippin
You really think that was Lou Reed?
Cow tippin
I'm sure it was, he was wearing black Levis
Cow tippin
I thought he was a vegetarian
Cow tippin
He's just tippin them over, he wasn't eating them
Cow tippin
(L. Alexander, R. Julian, N. Jones)
We were drivin through West Texas
The land of beef and pork
Where they tend the hides of leather
We wear back in New York
In a pasture, along a roadside
Behind a brokedown shack
On a dusky side of evening
We saw a figure dressed in black
And we don't mean to sound like we're trippin
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tippin
Cow tippin
Hey Lou, "Is that you?"
She said as we pulled to the shoulder
He just said, "Go screw."
And then he turned and tipped one over
Under a spitshine Western sky
The color of blue varnish
Hey it's like Fellini
Actually I'm thinkin more like Jim Jarmusch
And we can't say how much we've been sippin
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tippin
Cow tippin
I got cops on the cell
I said I got a little story to tell
Lou Reed is in the cow pen
They said, Oh no! Not again!
And we hope our perceptions isn't slippin
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tippin
Cow tippin
Cow tippin
Cow tippin
Cow tippin
You really think that was Lou Reed?
Cow tippin
I'm sure it was, he was wearing black Levis
Cow tippin
I thought he was a vegetarian
Cow tippin
He's just tippin them over, he wasn't eating them
Cow tippin
Oh
![Lou Reed Live In Paris [1974-1976].](http://web.archive.org./web/20130501022625im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/VPweAk1Vg1c/default.jpg "Lou Reed Live In Paris [1974-1976].")
![Lou Reed - Venus in Furs (Live in Benecàssim) [HQ]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130501022625im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/WNBZW2GHcu0/default.jpg "Lou Reed - Venus in Furs (Live in Benecàssim) [HQ]")
![Lou Reed & Metallica Interview (Lydverket, NRK1) [HD]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130501022625im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/NivwXMVzl50/default.jpg "Lou Reed & Metallica Interview (Lydverket, NRK1) [HD]")
.jpg)
