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[Kim] You're it No, you're it Hey, you're really it You're it No I mean it, you're it Say it Don't spray it Spirit desire (face me) Spirit desire (don't displace me) Spirit desire We will fall Miss me Don't dismiss me Spirit desire Spirit desire [x3] We will fall Spirit desire We will fall Spirit desire [x3] We will fall Spirit desire We will fall [Thurston] Everybody's talking 'bout the stormy weather And what's a man do to but work out whether it's true? Looking for a man with a focus and a temper Who can open up a map and see between one and two Time to get it Before you let it Get to you Here he comes now Stick to your guns And let him through Everybody's coming from the winter vacation Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you You come running in on platform shoes With Marshall stacks To at least just give us a clue Ah, here it comes I know it's someone I knew Teenage riot in a public station Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you Now I see it I think I'll leave it out of the way Now I come near you And it's not clear why you fade away Looking for a ride to your secret location Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation, for you Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer that's rockin' And a cord and a pedal and a lock, that'll do me for now It better work out I hope it works out my way 'Cause it's getting kind of quiet in my city's head Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now You better look it We're gonna shake it Up to him He acts the hero We paint a zero On his hand We know it's down We know it's bound too loose Everybody's sound is round it Everybody wants to be proud to choose So who's to take the blame for the stormy weather You're never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze It's time to go round A one man showdown Teach us how to fail We're off the streets now And back on the road On the riot trail
[Thurston] Snake in it Jack into the wall TV amp on fire Blowin' in the hall Gun your sled Close your peeping toms Turbo organizer Crankin' on the knob You got it Yeah, ride the silver rocket Can't stop it Burnin' a hole in your pocket Hit the power Psycho helmets on You got to splice your halo Take it to a moon Nymphoid clamor Fuelling up the hammer You got to fake out the robot And pulse up the zoom You got it Yeah, ride the silver rocket Can't stop it Burnin' a hole in your pocket Can't forget the flashing Can't forget the smashing The sending and the bending The atmosphere re-entry You gotta have the time Got a letter in your mind Gotta heart injection That you got yourself a line You got it Yeah, ride the silver rocket Can't stop it Burnin' a hole in your pocket
[Kim] To the extent that I wear skirts and cheap nylon slips I've gone native I wanted to know the exact dimensions of hell Does this sound simple? Fuck you! Are you for sale? Does "fuck you" sound simple enough? This was the only part that turned me on But he was candy all over Come on down to the store You can buy some more, and more, and more, and more You can buy some more, and more, and more, and more You can buy some more, and more, and more, and more You can buy some more, and more, and more, and more I grew up in a shotgun row Sliding down the hill Out front were the big machines Steel and rusty now, I guess Out back was the river And that big sign down the road That's where it all started Come on down to the store You can buy some more, and more, and more, and more Come on down to the store You can buy some more, and more, and more, and more Come on down to the store You can buy some more, and more, and more, and more You can buy some more, more, more, more
[Kim] Let's go walking on the water [Come a harder way please?] I wanna know Should I stay or go? No need to be scared Let's jump into the day I wanna know I think I oughta go Close your eyes and make believe You can do whatever you please I wanna know I think I better go Let's go walkin on water Now you think I'm Satan's daughter I wanna know Please let me go! Cut me to the quick Now I think I'm gonna be sick I wanna know Should I stay or go? I'm [trying?] for the future It's funny that way I wanna know I wanna know! I took a look into the hate It made me feel very up to date I wanna know Should I stay or go? Hold me tight, down on my knees So I don't go burning 'cross the breeze I wanna know I wanna know! I wanna know Should I stay or go? Burning 'cross the breeze Burning 'cross the breeze Blowing 'cross the breze
[Lee] {Whispered: Achooooo Braaaaancafest} I can't see anything at all All I see is me That's clear enough, that's what's important To see me My eyes can focus, my brain is talking It looks pretty good to me My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful It looks pretty good to me Sometimes I speak Tonight there's nothing to say Sometimes we freak And laugh all day Hold these pages up to the light See the jackknife inside of the dream A railroad runs through the record stores at night Coming in for the deep freeze Mary: a simple word, are you there in the cold country? Your eyes so full, your head so tight Can't you hear me? Remember our talk That day on the phone I said I was the door, and you were the station With shattered glass, and miles between us We still flew away in the conversation My cup is full, and I feel okay The world is dull, but not today She thinks she's a goddess She says she talks to the spirits I wonder if she can talk to herself? If she can bear to hear it? This is Eric's trip We've all come to watch him slip He's slipping all the way to Texas Can you dig it? (Eric says "The sky is blue...") I see with a glass eye The pavement view A shadow forming, across fields rushing Through me to you We tear down our the world, and put up four walls I breathe in the myth I'm over the city, fucking the future I'm high and inside your kiss We can't see clear But what we see is alright We make up what we can't hear Then we sing all night Shattered pages and shattered lights See the jackknife; see the dream There's something moving over there, to the right Like nothing I've ever seen
[Lee] Hey Joni, put it all behind you Hey Joni, now I've put it all behind me, too These times can't add up, your life's such a mess Forget the past, and just say yes Tell me Joni, am I the one To see you through? In this broken town, can you still jack in And know what to do? I remember our youth, our high ideals I remember you were so uptight The time in the trees, we broke that vice We took some steps and now we can't think twice Tell me Joni, am I right by you? Tell me how you're gonna lose this hard luck? Hey Joni, when will all these dreams come true? You better find a way to climb down off that truck Shots ring out, from the center of an empty field Joni's in the tall grass She's a beautiful metal jukebox A sailboat explosion A snap of electric whipcrack She's not thinking about the future She's not spinning her wheels She doesn't think at all about the past She thinking long and hard About that high wild sound And wondering will it last? Kick it Hey Joni, put it all behind you There's something turning, turning right to you My head burns, but I know you'll speak the truth, hey! Hey Joni, put it all behind you Hey Joni, now I've put it all behind me, too Forget the future, these times are such a mess Tune out the past, and just say yes It's 1963 It's 1964 It's 1957 It's 1962 Put it all behind you Now it's all behind you
[Thurston] It start at the top Now it's spiralling down Works best when it's lost Diggin' under the ground Never mind it now We can bring it back It's total trash And it's a natural fact That I'm not no cow It's never the same It's more than a game Can't take it away Can't kill all the shame It's a guilty man That increased the crack [that can grease the crack?] It's total trash Sack 'em on the back With a heavy rock There he goes again Magic monkey friend Can I love the time That he seems to spend With all the kids in town It start at the top Now it's spiralling down Works best when it's lost Diggin' under the ground Never mind it now We can bring it back It's total trash And it's a natural fact That I'm not no cow
[???] "Claudius! I'm downstairs in your nearest window... if you're up... pub 'phone booth... if you're up...(I get tense) [Beep]" [Mike Watt] "Thurston! Watt! Thurston! I think it's ten thirty, we're calling from Providence, Rhode Island. Did you find your shit? You gotta watch the motin' Thurston, your fuckin' memory just goes out tha window. We couldn't find it in the van at all, we wonderin' if you looked in that trash can. When we threw out that trash, man, was the bag in your hand, did you dump it? Call later. Bye."
[Thurston] I see a dark star drivin' at his magic, snatch it kiss me up a way go crystal cracking I can't wait I can't stay, uh candle Gotta change my mind before it burns out I'm the cocker on the rock Wind is whipping through my stupid mop I see a falling snowgirl walking Broadway Turns the corner at 14th and I know there's no way It's alright It's a lighted candle And I know that she'll be okay by sunday I'm the cocker on the rock Coming back start shining In your electric clock It's safe to say, candle Tonight's the day, candle It's alright now, candle The wind's away, candle Never thought I'd see a dark star falling I'm the cocker on the rock Wind is whipping through my stupid mop
[Lee] Rain King ensures there's nowhere to go It's jet stream, daydream, cocksure hard luck show His lips a fountain His daylight sparks He's a shotgun, schoolyard, street-wise, white-hot kid Little whipcream, phone call, breakdown, Rain King fist His mind a countdown His daydream sparks I need three years to clear these thoughts, hey I like to say I knew one true thing It feels like years and all I've done is fought And not turned up, anything Little black, take roll and roll, over my bed I'm waiting here for, some reality crease There's one big deadend, in my head And not a moment of peace Crossfire, Rain King, with his cadillac, kid Marries every dictionary from his chain-yard bliss His lips a fountain His daylight sparks He's got a shot in his kick forging the real, when He's a steel drum, wedding ring, Pontiac door knob ten His mind a countdown His daylight sparks Hung up on a speed king nation, caught up on a nail Hanging tight with time, at least, a little while Your sister is a beauty when she's naked, like my kid I hear this world, cool world, dreaming of a peaceful kiss
[Kim] Look into my eyes, don't you trust me You're so good, you could go far I'll put you in a movie, don't you wanna You could be a star, you could go far You've got twistability You've fly hard, don't you wanna You've got kissability You could be a star, it ain't hard You're driving me crazy I smell so sick You're driving me crazy Give us a kiss Look into my eyes, don't you trust me You're so soft, you make me hard I'll put you in a movie, don't you wanna You could be a star, you could go far You've got kissability You sigh hard, don't you wanna You've got twistability You could be a star, it ain't hard You drive me crazy, you smell so sick I feel so tired, you made me sick You're driving me crazy, if I feel so sick You're driving me crazy, if I feel so sick Look into my eyes, don't you dis' me You're so good, you could go far I'll put you in a movie, don't you wanna You could be a star, you could go far You've got twistability You fly hard, don't you wanna You've got kissability You could be a star, it ain't hard You're driving me crazy, I feel so sick You're driving me crazy, give us a kiss
a) The Wonder [Thurston] See flashing eyes They're flashing 'cross to me Burnin' up the sky Sunshining into me Your locus crown Cop-killin' heartbeat Head's lookin' down Bowin' out, to the street I'm just walkin' around Your city is a wonder town Lips red to white Lips green in black night Your spirit flares Flarin' up leonine I'm just walkin' around Your city is a wonder town Transmitter rhyme Transmitter, all the time Lookin' up to the sky I'm seein' ghosts flyin' I'm just walkin' around Your city is a wonder town I think I've been there, once before Something tells me, there's so much more She's back in town, to even the score It's time to go See flashing eyes They're flashing 'cross to me Burnin' up the sky Sunshining into me Your locus crown Cop-killin' heartbeat Head's lookin' down Bowin' out, to the street I'm just walkin' around Your city is a wonder town b) Hyperstation Falling out of sleep, I hit the floor Put on some rock tee and I'm out with the door From Bowery to Broome to Greene, I'm a walking lizard Last night's dream was a talking baby lizard All comin' from hu-man imagination Day dreaming days in a daydream nation Smashed-up against a car at three A.M. Kids just up for basketball, beat me in my head There's bum trash in my hall and my place is ripped I've totaled another amp, I'm calling in sick It's an anthem in a vacuum on a hyperstation Day dreaming days in a daydream nation c) Eliminator Jr. Kids cruise away, pack of chickenshits This guy is ours, dark stains on his pants Enough to make a butcher out of the bone Take a walk in the park? Shit, yeah! A poor boy, a rich boy A poor rich boy coming right through me Rich boy, poor boy Poor rich boy coming right through me |
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