Coordinates: 50°24′27″N 3°09′24″E / 50.4075°N 3.1567°E / 50.4075; 3.1567
Anhiers is a commune in the Nord department in northern France.
Every time you speak
a stream of bullshit fall to the ground
and every time you breathe
I can smell the burning embers of truth all around
Every time you cry
One tear is always shed for yourself
and every time you vie for adoration
you get farther from yourself
Now I don't know how to rectify the situation
created by your infatuation with yourself
Every time I think
I know what's being said
I'm thrown for a loop after loop after loop
and it's messing with my head
and every time I think
I can see right through your lies
your verbal defecation throws me for another surprise
Now I don't know how to rectify the situation
created by your infatuation with yourself
Now I don't know how to rectify the situation
It's the feeling I get
When I see my own breath,
reminds me I'm alive
And my hooded sweatshirt skin
that I've been living in
blends into the night
and all this love is only breathing in
Do you see it in my eyes?
It should come as no surprise
sparks of silent din
You can see but you can't hear
because the meaning's never clear
and it blends into the night
Well, I don't know what's worse:
to change when you're not ready,
or stay exactly how you were
No one tells the truth
to a camera in their face
but we're always trying to recreate those same snapshots
The philosopher in me
drives the rest of me crazy
but I know you see the things I see in you
So when you get there
Let me know you're well
I'll be waiting for your call
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
To reach the bottom of yourself
Can you really know yourself
if you live your life in phases?
Take a new face off the shelf
You ask me if it hurts
to love without a question
or regard for myself
Well let me ask you
Can you hurt if you can't love?
Can you love if you can't look into a mirror and see yourself?
So when you get there
Let me know you're well
I'll be waiting for your call
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
To reach the bottom of yourself
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
Well, I was so lost
but now I am found
Was blind but now I see
Amazing grace, how sweet that sound
that saved this wretch...
So when you get there
Let me know you're well
I'll be waiting for your call
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
To reach the bottom of yourself
Tell me how you hurt
Can you tell me how you hurt?
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
Chances always arriving,
passing by like cars in the distance
Takes me out of the moment,
and I lose myself in the headlights
I'm peeling off my labels
I'm peeling off my labels
Civilize me and tame me
Teach me all of your facts and your fictions
Throw me into cold water
When I come out I'll be numb with clarity
I'm peeling off my labels
I'm peeling off my labels
The need for distraction
has some use tonight
So let's get out from the covers
and feel something new tonight
I'm peeling off my labels
I'm peeling off my labels
Let's take some chances
Let's take our chances on tonight
Let's take some chances
Let's take our chances on tonight
I'm peeling off my labels
Long Island sun
It wakes me up,
sneaks from the east into my window up above
and I wish it were you
crawling through that pane
for that I'd trade this sunshine
for a week of rain
It's a small world, or so they so
But mostly it feels large
When we walk through these deserts of sorrow
Waiting for the next mirage
On Southern Parkway,
There's a traffic jam
Thousands of cars are making love
while the drivers throw their hands
The sun beats down on
everything and everyone
but I wish you were here with me
melting under this Long Island sun
It's up above the world so high
ticking like a bomb
while half the world is looking away
with their TV sets on
Next time you visit Long Island
we'll go walking on the beach
Even if it's pouring down on us,
in my mind we'll never leave
You bring your pipe
and I'll bring my lungs
and we'll see if all our questions
get answered from above
The sun's painting diamonds
across the ocean's skin
When you see that open window
I hope you let yourself in
It's a spoonful of sugar they say
that helps the drugs go down
You're the sweetness in my sunspots, baby
you're the swings on my playground
The next time you visit Long Island
we'll go swimming at Jones Beach
and even if it's pouring down on us,
the time has come
to close the door behind you and start the clock
I'm parked out front
so pull the suitcase to the car, throw it in the trunk
and we've been so patient
we've waited such a long time for another year
and we've got the scars
so it's time to take the clutch, throw it into gear
now I'm on the road
feeling hungry
but I want that time again
and we're on the road
feeling lucky
but I want that time again
and it feels like rain
falling through the sunroof, onto our heads again
and I can't explain
how something I wanted so much one day could have caused this pain
but we're always waiting
for that robin to swoop down, perch upon our hands
and when it doesn't, the need to fly away might not go as it's planned
that's why I'm on the road
feeling helpless
but I want that time again
we're on the road
feeling hopeless
but I want that time again
that's why I'm on the road
going backwards
but I want that time again
and I see the stars,
they're falling faster
but I want that time again
and I'm on the road
going nowhere
but I want that time again
we're going home
we're going backwards
but I want that time again
and we're on the road
we're going nowhere
but I want that time again
and I see the stars,
they're getting closer
but I want that time again
and we're on the road
we're going nowhere
but I want that time again
and we're going home
we're getting closer
but I want that time again
and we're on the road
we're moving faster
and I want that time again
and we're going home
we're getting closer
and I want that time again
and we're on the road
I'm feeling hopeless
and I want that time again
and we're going home
I'll drive forever
and I want that time again
she walks into my life
everyday for the first time
she makes me feel alright
every time
she walks into the room
for the last time
says what's on her mind
He whispers softly into her ear,
says all the things you'd want to hear
from a lover or one you'd spend your life with,
but he is not one like that
Take her to the bar, buys her another rum & coke
Goes outside so her can have a smoke
clutches her arm as he hails a cab
and as they collapse together, he begins to tell her,
"I swear I'll love you
With all of my heart
I swear I'll need you
''cause I've never felt like this before"
She awakens, finds her hair's a mess
Her head's still cloudy and she can't find her dress
He makes her breakfast, has her out by noon
and says, "Hey maybe we should do this again some time soon"
One week later not a call's returned
She thinks, "Hey maybe this is what it's like to get burned."
One year later she sees him out and he says,
"Baby this is what I'm all about..."
"I swore I'd love you
With all of my heart
and I knew I'd need you
until I got what I want
and I swore I'd love you
with all of my heart
and I knew I'd need you
until I got what I want from you."
I swore I'd love you
With all of my heart
and I knew I'd need you
until I got what I want
and I swore I'd love you
with all of my heart
and I knew I'd need you
Waves of promise
are spilling over
out of the cauldron that
you once spoke from
now your words have
become a jukebox
the songs recycled
you beg for quarters
but I can't hear you
you're too loud for me
and when you whisper, well
you just bore me
but just keep talking
I need the company
and maybe someday
I'll tell you just what you've become
But you'll never love what you become
'cause you can't love what you once hated,
you'll never love what you become
You say you're straight
as a brick wall
and your intentions
are pure as snowfall
but I see your eyes
and they're as crooked
as a city skyline,
you wrote the book on it
I've been reading and
I've been turning
these scattered pages
and I've been learning that
what comes down to just
a few seconds can
make the difference
between what you are and what you'll become
But you'll never love what you become
'cause you can't love what you once hated,
you'll never love what you become
First impressions are
always lasting and
my life's movie is
always casting so
pick your new role
as an extra and
earn your paycheck,
just fucking stay there and
Maybe one day
we'll both look back at this
and then I'll say
what a good friend you've been
If that's the case it's
such a disgrace
to hear myself say that
I really hate what I've become
But you'll never love what you become
'cause you can't love what you once hated,
12:09
The train to Trenton's right on time
but I'm still waiting for my ego to arrive
A dollar five
A poor man asks and I oblige
Here's to my money leaving me before my mind
and it's not hard to keep the engine clean when you don't drive
and it's not hard to keep the engine clean when you don't drive
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
It's such a peaceful burn
1:03
The platform has become a sea
and this silver boxcar has become a submarine
I try to read
But this volume of Nietzsche is killing me
If God is dead, well then, there's something left for me
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
It's such a peaceful burn
Looking for what keeps us from seeing
Guess we have to learn
4:06
Where's New York when you need it?
And where's that wide-eyed boy who used to cry when people died?
It's time to fix
the broken ornaments and picture frames we saved throughout our lives
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
It's such a peaceful burn
Looking for what keeps us from seeing
Guess we have to learn
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
to be a beekeeper
in the himalayas
they'd sting me in the knee
and make 'em weak like paper
but of all the men immune
i'd collapse in pain at his gathering
nomadic wheelpusher
you make me shift and sway
nomadic wheelpusher
you are influenced by the bees
who migrate
who migrate their mama miles away
to california
out of denver
to find a beekeeper who puts up with the stinger
he'd whistle "lightly row"
and be numb in the fingers
but of all the men immune
he would stand in pain at his gathering
nomadic wheelpusher
you make me shift and swing
nomadic wheelpusher
you are influenced by the bees
who migrate
Maybe we will starve and dive
Away from here, away from here
Swinging crazily like a stock exchange
We will still have our feet, we will still have our eyes
Can't buy these impulses from a machine
Nourishment is temporary
Finding security
We'll be playing in daytime in wintertime
In arctic swing
And landscapes will freeze us over
We'll be fine, we'll be fine
Flinging ice and snow like little kids
We will still have our hair, we will still have our skin
Can't buy these impulses from a machine
Nourishment is temporary
Finding security
We'll be playing in daytime in wintertime
In arctic swing
Maybe we will starve and dive
Youre living your life in peace and in harmony
You making your own desisions
Thats how its got to be for you and me
So many people are running around and round
Without no sense of logic
I see lies
In the eyes of a stranger
Woah
Youll be living in danger
In the eyes of a stranger
Woah
Youll be living in danger
In the eyes of a stranger
Woah
Youll be living in danger
People are the same today as they used to be
The same expectations
So high no one can reach that high
Not I nor you get satisfied today
Lazy BoySeven o'clock the suns comin' up
But I don't feel like waking up
Pourin' water on my head
Ain't gonna get me outta bed
I don't wanna cut the grass
I'd rather kick your fucking ass!
I am just a lazy slob
I just don't wanna get a job
I'd rather just drink beer all day
To help me pass the time away
I don't wanna cut my hair
My Mom Thinks I'm a LoserMy mom thinks I'm a loser
Cause I got no job
Borrowed 20 bucks,
So that I could go see Gob
Everyone thinks I'm nothing
That I am just a waste
Always pushing me around
Always on my case
My mom thinks I'm a loser
Cause I got no job
Always wearing diry clothes
I'm such a fucking slob
Every one laughs at me
Cause I'm such a geek
Always pushing me around
There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he
And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Quit My JobI quit my job yesterday
I don't give a shit
Girlfriend won't get off my back
She is just a bitch
Who the hell would wanna work
Man it fucking stinks
Every time I think about it
It makes me wanna drink
Quit my job yesterday
Man it fucking sucks
Quit my job yesterday
I only made 10 bucks
Quit my job job yeserday
It was such a drag
Quit my job yesterday
My boss was a fucking fag
I quit my job yesterday
Now I'm so damn broke
Girlfriend broke up with me
I'm such a fucking joke
Why the hell do some chicks
Have to be so rude
The only time I like them
Flowers In MayShe's like the flowers that bloom in may
She is the girl who takes my breath away
I would do any thing to stay by her side
I hope this bitch has realized...
She's my one and only
When I'm not with her I'm lonely
She's always on my mind
Her smile warms me every time
She's like the flowers that bloom in May
Her warming smile takes my breath away
I'm having trouble staying away from her
There is no one else that I'd prefer
She's my one and only
When I'm not with her I'm lonely
She's always on my mind
Party TimeI wanna party I wanna party I wanna party Yeah,
yeah, yeah I love the taste of beer Wish you were here...
Give me a beer! No one parties on sunday night All they
Your Mom's HotWe were together for only two weeks
And she said she was happy
Until I told her her mom was hot
Then the bitch slapped me
I tried to make it up to her
And I bought her flowers
But the very next day
She caught me with her mom in the shower
She's 39 and turning 40
Married Chicks make me horny
I did her once in the shower
It only took me half an hour
Now that we have broken up
Her mom does me even more
Till that sunny after noon
When Harry came through the door
I tried to explain
And say I was sorry
He kicked my fucking ass
I Wish I was DrunkI feel like shit
It fucking sucks
I just spent my last 20 bucks
I need a drink
I wanna get fucked
I wish I was drunk
I wish I was drunk
I wanna be rich
Need a million bucks
Maybe then life wouldn't suck
I'd be free
I'd own my own beer truck
My Abortion PrincessWhen I saw her for the first time
I knew she'd be mine
And give me what I need
I knew she'd been done before
And must have been a whore
She's just the kind of girl I'm looking for
I met her at the clinic
Took her on a picnic
She'd been done before
The I fucking scored
When I saw her for the second time
Damn man she was fine
And I knew she'd do me all the time
I knew she'd spread her legs
After drinking from the keg
And she wouldn't make me beg
I met her at the clinic
Took her on a picnic
She'd been done before
Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words darling kiss me
Fill my life with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I hope for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love you
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
Don't mean a thing all you've gotta do is swing
It don't mean a thing all you've gotta do is sing
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, dooooo-aaaaah)