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Measure me in metered lines, in one decisive stare,
the time it takes to get from here to there.
My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free;
I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely.
I am so much better than I used to be.
Terrified of telephones and shopping malls and knives,
And drowning in the pools of other lives.
Rely a bit to heavily on alcohol and irony.
Get clobbered on by courtesy, in love with love, and lousy poetry.
And I'm leaning on this broken fence between Past and Present tense.
And I'm losing all those stupid games that I swore I'd never play.
But it almost feels okay.
Circumnavigate this body of wonder and uncertainty.
Armed with every precious failure, and amateur cartography,
I breathe in deep before I spread those maps out on my bedroom floor.
And I'm leaning on this broken fence between Past and Present tense.
And I'm losing all those stupid games that I swore I'd never play.
But it feels okay.
And I'm leaving. Wave goodbye.
And I'm losing, but I'll try, with the last ways left, to remember.
Sing my imperfect offering.
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There's a letter at my mother's house,
came with a floded flag.
It said Right now, I'm coming home in a body bag.
It's a pride and a pain
that are one and the same.
It's a burning cigarette,
it's a horrible dream.
There's a man in an office who's going through files
and a woman who watches TV.
And she doesn't get the jokes told by late night talk show hosts,
but for some reason she laughs anyway.
There's this soap in my bathroom, and it's all covered in hairs.
There's this hope in my brain, and it's all covered in prayers.
There's a girl in this town who doesn't know I exist.
There's a wounded sense of pride and a pain in my fist.
There's 12 empty bottles on this table tonight.
There's 4 lungs on fire and 4 burning eyes.
And something will explode, and someone will cry.
And someone will run out and never turn around.
There's a park in this city where I used to go,
but now it's covered with fences and cops and lightposts.
And I'd never go back if anything was the same,
but it kills me to know that it's changed.
There's these kids who have dreams.
There's these dreams that will grow.
Until they get so goddamn big that they explode.
And what's left in the smoke and the falling debris
is grownups like them and losers like me.
And what's left in the smoke and the falling debris
is grownups like them and losers like me.
it's grownups like them and losers like me
it's grownups like them and losers like me
Yeah.
Tonight let's go walking down Clark Street
and look at the new buildings that we've never seen.
We'll stop at the bar and pass out on the floor
Tomorrow we'll forget everything
and we'll replay these days again.
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She spends her money on cigarettes and such
Well, I love her and cigarettes so much.
My mother says that I smoke too much,
well I love her and cigarettes so much.
And we took the long way so we could have another.
Everybody got bruised last night.
We took our chances and we all wound up on the floor.
She spends her money on the things that she regrets.
Well I love her and cigarettes so much.
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The cycle goes on and on
an endless circle of scaring the shit out of me
as we get strung along
dragged 'til were nothing but cosmic debris
If there's something wrong
then there's something wrong with everything
and what spurs us on
will pull us apart
just trying to find our place
fight our way through a four dimensional space
and our reward for this
is not knowing why we exist
if there's nothing wrong
then there's nothing wrong with anything
and what spurs us on
will pull us apart
If I can ask one thing when I am dead
would you lay me down by the river bed?
let me wash away
let it take me back from where I came
all I am and all I was is just
blood and dirt and bones and mud
and I'm better off that way
I'm better off that way
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It's time the tale were told
Of how you took a child and you made him old.
It's time the tale were told
Of how you took a child and you made her old.
You made her old.
It's a reel around the fountain
Kiss on the patio, I'm ready now
Oh I'm ready.
Cause fifteen minutes with you, darling
I couldn't say no
People saw no worth in you, but I do
But I do.
Cause fifteen minutes with you, darling
I couldn't say no
People saw no worth in you, but I do
But I do.
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Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep Little Lion Man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...
Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days Biting your own neck
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
I fucked it up
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No matter how hard I try
You keep pushing me aside
And I can't break through
There's no talking to you
It's so sad that you're leaving
It takes time to believe it
But after all is said and done
You're gonna be the lonely one, oh
Do you believe in life after love?
Do you believe in life after love?
Do you believe in life after love?
Do you believe in life after love?
What am I supposed to do
Sit around and wait for you
Well, I can't do that
And there's no turning back
I need time to move on
I need love to feel strong
'Cause I've got time to think it through
And maybe I'm too good for you, oh
Do you believe in life after love?
Do you believe in life after love?
Do you believe in life after love?
Do you believe in life after love?
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Don't start me talking
I could talk all night
My mind goes sleepwalking
While I'm putting the world to right
Called careers information
Have you got yourself an occupation
Oliver's army is here to stay
Oliver's army are on their way
And I would rather be anywhere else
But here today
There was a checkpoint charlie
He didn't crack a smile
But it's no laughing party
When you've been on the murder mile
Only takes one itchy trigger
One more widow, one less white nigger
Oliver's army is here to stay
Oliver's army are on their way
And I would rather be anywhere else
But here today
Hong Kong is up for grabs
London is full of arabas
We could be in palestine
Overrun by a chinese line
With the boys from the mersey and the thames and the tyne
But there's no danger
It's a professional career
Though it could be arranged
With just a word in Mr. Churchill's ear
If you're out of luck you're out of work
We could send you to johannesburg
Oliver's army is here to stay
Oliver's army are on their way
And I would rather be anywhere else
But here today
And I would rather be anywhere else
But here today
And I would rather be anywhere else
But here today
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I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this
yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-
haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
I want to be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you.
I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different
reasons for that
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
and I want to be someone to believe
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be
somebody for me."
I want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more
funky
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as
funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
when I look at the television, I want to see me staring
right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why
and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just
about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...
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Once she came like a vision in the night,
I fell in love before the morning arrived,
She wore a blue dress to combat the heat,
Drank beer from a bottle and danced in the street,
Then I heard her singing something fairly familiar,
A tale of two lovers in the thick of the summer,
There in the moment we kissed in the hammock,
We argued over which Bad Religion album was better,
I thought ‘No Control’ or ‘Suffer’.
Then she became queen of the neighbourhood parties,
While I was an unknown boy along for the ride,
Kept the guitar right by my side,
It was better than conversing with the kids I didn’t like,
But on the fourth of July when the fireworks rang out,
She met a new boy who was more hip and less strung out,
I drove home with fire in the sky,
Fiddled with the dials and stumbled across something,
That you were always humming.
As time tables suggest,
We were only just friends,
In constant motions covering stilts,
I’ll give you a dollar for another ride home,
Or something to mix with your Coke.
Well maybe if you want to wander around outside tonight,
Meet me in Lake Ariel after midnight,
Or really whenever, I only want to talk,
I only want to relive what was lost.
As time tables suggest,
We were only just friends,
In constant motions covering stilts,
I’ll give you a dollar for another ride home,
Or something to mix with...
As time tables suggest,
We were only just friends,
In constant motions covering stilts,
I’ll give you a dollar for another ride home,
Or something to mix with your Coke.
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Cristina, I'm tired of being so far away
Yeah, I'm still here, I'm not going
What if I try and stop? I'm responsible for you
Until the anchor breaks
Four years ahead, what are you thinking?
I feel so together, I need you now
You have faith but I know that I won't last
Aren't we so tired of waiting for days to end?
How do we tread on when these
Fuckers are making our plans?
Dear everyone, I've been thinking
I feel misrepresented
Things are moving to slow, I want the control of this
There's got to be some kind of way out of here
It's a lie too only yourself
When people have you figured, carvings that read, idle will kill
Goddamn, it gets so hard not knowing what's going on
All the while I carry your cross
Who owns these desires?
You haven't said a word but I understand
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I wanted to tell you, I wanted to share,
Some important details that you're unaware
I want you to listen, I want you to care,
I'll choke to death if I don't clear the air
It's not a secret that I obsess,
And then I get angry, and then I get stressed
And you can't imagine, you can't compare,
You have no frame of reference and then you get scared
I'm doing my best to help make you see,
That it's not your fault, when I'll beg and I'll plead
It's much easier just to go back to sleep,
We gotta find a place to start because I'm falling apart
I never feel happy, I never feel safe,
I can't let myself ever stay in one place
I look in the mirror and I see the face
Of a failure who will never be significant
The face that you see from morning to night
Is the mask that I put on to hide whats inside
I don't take it off until you fall asleep,
I don't want you to see what live inside of me
I thought I'd get older and it'd go away,
But it only gets worse and causes more pain
And being alone is getting so hard, I just got to tell you
God damnit, I'm falling apart
I'm down on my knees in the dark
Feeling for whatever is left
But the pieces are falling too far
God damnit, I'm falling apart
I'm down on my knees in the dark (I'm falling apart)
Feeling for whatever is left (I'm falling apart)
But the pieces are falling too far
Don't leave yet, I haven't got to the part that explains at all
Don't leave yet, I need some body there to catch me before I fall
God damnit, I'm falling apart
I wanted to tell you, I wanted to share,
Some important details that you're unaware
I want you to listen, I want you to care,
I'll choke to death if I don't clear the air right now
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They're running their mouths about original sin again.
Somehow we're similar simians, on a steady diet of carcinogens.
We'll be the weathermen, warning of the black skies ahead.
Broadcasting live from the City of the Dead. The forecast is for hail,
locusts and falling anvils bring common sense and science to a standstill.
Watch as witches burn, fanatics setting fire to the foundation,
playing duck season/rabbit season with our children's education.
The barbarians are at the gates, that's my diagnosis.
If they make it past the barricades, before the drawbridge closes,
there will be no cause to celebrate, there will be no throwing roses.
The same racist god that sanctioned truncheons and hoses at Selma.
The god of bloodied scalps and broken noses,
of back alley abortions and voided civil unions.
So remember the next time you're kneeling for communion:
They want us locked down and mute.
And they're still burning books so why not follow suit,
and set fire to their treatises and stale superstitions.
MY intelligent design: no submission...
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Well I'm on the Downeaster "Alexa"
And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound,
I have charted a course to the Vineyard
But tonight I am Nantucket bound.
We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday
Left this morning from the bell in Gardiners Bay,
Like all the locals here I had to sell my home
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone.
So I could own my Downeaster "Alexa"
And I go where the ocean is deep
There are giants out there in the canyon
And a good captain can't fall asleep.
I got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I know there's fish out there but God only knows,
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-downeaster-alexa-lyrics-billy-joel.html ]
They say these waters aren't what they used to be
But I got people back on land who count on me.
So if you see my Downeaster "Alexa"
And if you work with the rod and the reel,
Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis
And I still have my hands on the wheel.
Now I drive my Downeaster "Alexa"
More and more miles from shore every year
Since they told me I can't sell no stripers
And there's no luck in swordfishing here
I was a bayman like my father was before
Can't make a living as a bayman anymore,
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me.
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saw the lights from the police car
splash across the front yard
dance across your t-shirt
while we ran out the back door
i don't think my heart ever beat so hard before
i've never seen wild eyes like yours
heard all the rumors about you
how you dropped out of high school
with your beat up black converse
and your broken front tooth
let 'em talk all they want
i don't care anymore
'cause i've never seen wild eyes like yours
wouldn't say i was your best friend
i was just someone who would listen
but it was you and me all summer long
down in your parents' basement
that was years ago
we're not those kids anymore
it's just that i've never seen wild eyes like yours
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Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night
And you got paid on Friday
And your pockets are jinglin'
And you see the lights
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6
And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night
Then you comb your hair
Shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
All the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak
Stoppin' on the red
You're goin' on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin'
You've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.
Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
Well you gassed her up
And you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard,
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.
Makes it kind of special down in the core
And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
It's found you stumblin'
Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
And you're stumblin'
Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night
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So now you've gone and stole my heart.
And all my friends are wondering,
what happened to me?
But I'm sure they'll understand
when they seehow happy your love has made me.
It was something about the way you looked at me,
when you said youhad to go away,
he I knew in my heart that everything
was gonna be okay.
I don't think of anyone but you
when you're not around.
It's four A.M., but I'm not sleeping.
My mind keeps running back to you.
I just left you, and I already miss you,
do I keep you up too?
I can't stop thinking about all those
days we'd waste away.
And I never felt so good as I did,
when I left your house that day.
But now there's so much that gets in our way.
Well I just want you to know,
that I still love you just the same.
Do I keep you up too?
Do I keep you up too?
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I hear mariachi static on my radio
And the tubes, they glow in the dark
And I'm there with you and it's a not-a
And I'm here in echo park
Carmelita, hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town
Well I pawned my Smith and Wesson
And I went to meet my man
He hangs out down on ElDorado Street
At the county chicken stand
Carmelita, hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town
Well I'm sitting here playing Russian Roulette
With my pearle handled gun
The county won't give me any more Methadone
And they cut off your welfare check
Carmelita, hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town
Carmelita, hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town
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Ever since I pulled over
I've been looking for you in the strangest places
With desperation painted on my face and I'm shaking
As I check every car window in the parking lot
Swallowing these ashes whole
And know that soon I'll be en route to the hospital
You'd think I've got it all 'til tires start to crawl
I'm asleep at the wheel, this binge is monumental
Getting high in a borrowed car
Listening to the songs that got me this far
Into my own head
Just thinking of this, always thinking of this
Put on a pair of sunglasses that turn February gray into everything yellow
You'll always want to see as much of the sky
As much of the sky as possible
You'd think I've got it all 'til tires start to crawl
I'm asleep at the wheel, this binge is monumental
And I feel no pain at all when these tires screech down to a halt
Asleep hitting the wall, this binge is monumental
Greet the world with a poker face
Through empty bottles in a haze
They won't suspect a thing now will they?
Itemize your life in a panicked state
So you can sleep at night
And dream about never turning old and gray
Catching my breath now seems as useless as airplane conversations
'cause I enjoy toiling in all of my frustration
You'd think I've got it all 'til tires start to crawl
I'm asleep at the wheel, this binge is monumental
And I feel no pain at all when these tires screech down to a halt
Asleep hitting the wall, this binge is monumental
Our skin is peeling from the searing steel surrounding us
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The boards,
they bounce up and down in an abandoned house.
Amps exploding,
and our ears bleed red - but we yell out every note.
In the kitchen you tell me ‘bout the evils of the world.
Swallow hard on every truth that’s been fermenting in your throat.
Know that’s it’s my luck I’m leaving,
I met you once when I was dreaming.
I’m waiting for a spark to reignite.
Lie to me, I love believing.
Take the mundane, look for meaning in everything,
you’re everything tonight.
On the lawn outside Gabe shoots bottle rockets through the night,
lighting up the summer sky.
Catch fire,
I’m burning up with you.
Something in the air makes me wonder
why the hell I’d care about tomorrow
when it’s all right here - the wine the hope and you.
So I hit the road;
wheeled the van off of the grass and drove.
Miles slipped in between of you and me,
it’s what I always do.
And in the morning all that fills me is regret.
I know I’ve traded winning hands for losing bets.
The moment’s gone.
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The western wall is a jumbo screen
At the gate there is an automatic teller machine
Sir, empty your pockets please before you file through
The king and queen foreclosed on their crowns
While the joker laughed and made his rounds
He was drunk, carrying on self satisfied
The western walls are closing in
Are you happy, sane, are you rich are you thin?
Dreaming their dreams?
Singing songs of another time?
Is your gold so strangely acquired?
Has your name become known and desired?
Have you degenerated?
Are you running out of time?
Do you want nice things?
Sure you do.
Do you call nice things your own?
Do you want them?
Do you want to feel safe?
Climb the wall, before the fall
(No one is waiting for, nobody's waiting)
(No one is waiting for you)
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Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk?
I didn't mean to call you that;
I can't remember what was said or what you threw at me
Please tell me, Please tell me why?
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone gone
It's no surprise to me I am my own worst enemy,
'Cause every now and then I kick the living sh*t out of me
The smoke alarm is going off when there's a cigarette
Still burning
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone gone
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
It's no surprise to me I am my own worst enemy
'Cause every now and then I kick the living sh*t out of me
Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk
I didn't mean to call you that
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There's a girl stuck in the mirror
And she stares into my eyes
She says she kiss me tender
I say I don't love her but I know it's a lie
And lately she's been lonely
I couldn't tell you why
Ohh no
She lives without emotion
She makes me better
Only for the night
Only for the night
Only for the night yeah yeah
Only for the night yeah yeah
Ohh, last night I dreamt about her
And our bodies mocked our minds
Her taste was so familiar
I say I don't need her but I know it's a lie
I swear that it's the last time
that I lay down with her
Ohh, she holds me when I'm shaking
And it makes me better
Only for the night
Only for the night
Only for the night yeah yeah
Only for the night yeah yeah
I swear, I swear, this is the last time I tie it
I swear, I swear, this is the last time I tie it
She used to dream of moving pictures
Now she slips into the sky
Lately I've been lonely
I couldn't tell you why
She live without emotion
It makes me better
Only for the night
Only for the night
Only for the night
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It's over before it starts, oh don't you know
So on your marks, stand by; Ready, go
From London to New York, Montreal to Tokyo
I see visions of her everywhere I go
What have I become?
Now that I'm all alone
I'm just looking for a way to break through these walls and
I'm just looking for a place that I can call my home and
Is anybody out there got a soul?
'Cuz I'm just looking for a girl, the girl with a heart of gold
She overturns once again with her, oh with her champagne taste she goes
Straight down the rathole with her total recklessness
Tomorrow will come on through, and I got nothing but a bad intention (?)
Nothing but a sillouette girl - Met her in darkness
I say.. What have I become?
Now that I'm all alone
I'm just looking for a way to break through these walls and
I'm just looking for a place that I can call my home and
Is anybody out there got a soul?
'Cuz I'm just looking for a girl, the girl with a heart of gold
I said I'm just looking for a girl, the girl with a heart of gold
Yeah I'm in the corner I start over - I start the whole thing clean, yeah
All the pain and heartache in all my years, I was always to blame
And I dream of this girl - yeah an angelical ghost
I met dancing through neighborhood
I'm a down member in a front line - Don't let me be misunderstood
Oh, I'm a downtown member in a front line - Don't let me be misunderstood
I'm just looking for a way to break through these walls and
I'm just looking for a place that I can call my home and
Is anybody out there got a soul?
'Cuz I'm just looking for a girl, the girl with a heart of gold
I said I'm just looking for a girl, the girl with a heart of gold
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i was outside smoking.
with the fall winds just beginning.
you were still inside, mixing drinks with the music.
and the night was there for you as a backdrop.
and the streets were still and dark cause they had the rain to help calm them down.
then you came back out sipping your drink to the rhythm of a cold night in virginia....
i'm ready and i'm willing.
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Crack my head open on your kitchen floor
To prove to you that I have brains
Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls
Down golden roads that lead to nowhere
Fine time to fake a seizure
Feel your mouth on mine, you're saving me
Whatever happened to that silly dream you had?
I want to make it real
I'd love to rub your back
Like a plane crash that never hits the ground
I fall in love with you
I'm nose over tail for you
Your voice like the sound of sirens to a house on fire
You're saving me
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The sea is foamin' like a bottle of beer
The wave is comin', but I ain't got no fear
I'm waxin' down so that I'll go real fast
I'm waxin' down because it's really a blast
I'm goin' surfin' 'cause I don't like your face
I'm bailin' out, because I hate the race
Of rats that run, round and round in a maze
I'm goin' surfin', goin' surfin'
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel
I'm still afloat
My buddies and their honeys all come along
They seem invincible as they trip along
The sea is rollin' like a thousand-pound keg
We're goin' surfin', goin' surfin'
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel
I'm still afloat
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel
I'm still afloat
All along the undertow
Is strengthening its hold
I never thought it'd come to this
Now I can never go home
All along the undertow
Is strengthening its hold
I never thought it'd come to this
Now I can never go home
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel
I'm still afloat
You take your car to work
(All along the undertow)
I'll take my board
(Is strengthening its hold)
And when you're out of fuel
(I never thought it'd come to this)
I'm still afloat
(Now I can never go home)
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel
I'm still afloat
You take your car
I'll take my board
You take your car
I'll take my board
Let's go!
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Well, when you're sitting there
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folks that you know
Well I hope you won't see me
In my ragged company
You know I could never be alone
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well, you're sitting back
In your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another girl can take my pain away
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the US mail
Say it with dead flowers at my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No I won't forget to put roses on your grave
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You can go out and destroy,
What's already spent.
You can blame on your hat,
The faults in your head.
The more you pass through my pores
The worse it gets.
At or in,
What place did you think
Your mind would fit?
When did you realize
That you couldn't follow this out
Through to the end.
Clearly this is your loss.
Clearly it's not my loss.
Clearly it's just bad luck.
Clearly it doesn't mean a thing.
Cause she's an indie rocker
And nothing's gonna stop her.
Her fashion fits.
Cause she's an indie rocker
And nothing's gonna stop her.
Plumbline says she's a bitch.
And that's a lot to reject
If that's the best you can do.
And that's a lot to accept
If that's the best you can do.
You've got a great collection of things
Cause that's the best you can do.
Clearly this is your loss.
Clearly it's not my, my loss.
Clearly it's just bad luck.
Clearly it doesn't mean a thing, mean a thing, mean a thing.
She's an indie rocker
And nothing's gonna stop her.
(mean a thing)
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In Ft. Worth all the neon's burnin' bright
Pretty lights red and blue
But they'd shut down all the honky tonks tonight
And say a prayer or two
If they only knew
You used to say the highway was your home
But we both know that ain't true
It's just the only place a man can go
When he don't know where he's travelin' to
But Colorado's always clean and healin'
And Tennessee in Spring is green and cool
It never really was your kind of town
But you went around with the Ft. Worth Blues
Somewhere up beyond the great divide
Where the sky is wide and the clouds are few
A man can see his way clear to the light
Just hold on tight
That's all you gotta do
And they say Texas weather's always changin'
And one thing change'll bring is somethin' new
And Houston really ain't that bad a town
So you hang around with the Ft. Worth Blues
There's a full moon over Galway Bay tonight
Silver light over green and blue
And every place I travel through, I find
Some kinda sign that you've been through
But Amsterdam was always good for grieving
And London never fails to leave me blue
Paris never was my kinda town
So I walked around with the Ft. Worth Blues
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Attitude!
You got some fuckin' attitude,
I can't believe what you say to me,
You got some attitude,
Inside your foetal brain there's probably a whore,
If you don't shut your mouth you're gonna feel the floor!
Attitude, the one you got, oh baby,
Attitude, the one you got, oh baby,
Attitude,
Attitude!
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/misfits/attitude_20094060.html ]
Inside your foetal brain there's probably a whore,
If you don't shut your mouth you're gonna feel the floor!
Attitude!
You got some fuckin' attitude,
(Attitude) I can't believe what you say to me,
You got some attitude!
Attitude!
You got some fuckin' attitude,
(Attitude) I can't believe what you say to me,
You got some attitude
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I laughed at what was said, I'd been misled, confusing my enemies
Blind trust in what was put in front of me
You laughed as well, in on the joke, all poker faced
Fingers crossed behind your back
Eyes not betraying how the deck was stacked
And I'd like to be the one to wipe that smile off your face
To let you taste the bitterness that passing times has not erased
And when the house of cards you built has finally topppled in decline
I hope the punishment and pain will last a lifetime
You coast along, you're so damn smart you think
But not quite invisible, you're in my eye and unforgivable
Cuz I'm one step quicker than the last motherfucker
That you thought you got over on but they couldn't wait as long
To see it through
You'll let your comfort get the best of you
You'll never see it coming, out of the blue
Like it was nothing, but you will know your situation
Because the end was your creation
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All my daydreams are disasters
She's the one I think I love
Rivers burn and then run backwards
For her, that's enough
They all come from New York City
And they woke me up at dawn
She walked with me to the fountain
And she held onto my arm
Come on, do what you did
Roll me under New Madrid
Shake my baby and please bring her back
'Cause death won't even be still
Caroms over the landfill
Buries us all in its broken back
There's a man of conviction
And although he's getting old
Mr. Browning has a prediction
And we've all been told
So come on back from New York City
Roll your trucks in at dawn
Walk with me to the fountain
And hold onto my arm
Come on, do what you did
Roll me under New Madrid
Shake my baby and please bring her back
'Cause death won't even be still
Caroms over the landfill
Buries us all in its broken back
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sorry i'm late. i was out spoiling my liver. i couldn't wait... the sun was up for far too long today. and i can't see straight, but the two of you look awfully pretty. and i couldn't wait... been awake for far too long today. and is it strong enough to burn away the cooking wine? and i'm just tired enough, if i closed my eyes i'll sleep for days, i'll sleep for days... sorry i'm late. i was out spoiling my liver. i couldn't wait... the sun was up for far too long today. and i can't see straight, but the two of you look awfully pretty... you're fucking beautiful. and is it strong enough to burn away the cooking wine? and i'm just tired enough, if i close my eyes i'll sleep for days, i'll sleep for days...
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Gigin alone at the bottom of the hill
Our protagonist named Bill
Sets his sights on an anchor steam pint
All he, needs is thirteen quarters
Congregated in his hat
A crow, a scavenger type
California redemption, provides him with his rent
Room and board inside of, a fifth, of comfort
As the wind penetrates his bones
His mind keep focused
Tidal waves of sound catapulted
From his horn, wail like lovers
The coins don't drop consistent as does the mercury
His meter slows realizing a zenith
He's reached perfection
No one did see him die
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Your love, liftin' me higher
Than I've ever been lifted before
So keep it up, quench my desire
And I'll be at your side forevermore
You know your love (your love keeps liftin' me)
Keeps on liftin' (your love keeps liftin' me)
Higher (liftin' me, liftin' me), higher, and higher (higher)
I said your love (your love keeps liftin' me)
Keeps on (liftin' me, liftin' me)
Liftin' me (liftin' me) higher and higher (higher)
Now once I was downhearted
Disappointment was my closest friend
But then you came and he soon departed
And you know he never showed his face again
That's why your love (your love keeps liftin' me)
Keeps on liftin' (your love keeps liftin' me)
Higher (liftin' me, liftin' me), higher, and higher (higher)
I said your love (your love keeps liftin' me)
Keeps on (liftin' me, liftin' me)
Liftin' me (liftin' me) higher and higher (higher)
Awww
I'm so glad I finally found you
Yes, that one in a million girls
And I wish my lovin' arms around ya
Honey, I can stand up and face the world
Let me tell ya your love (your love keeps liftin' me)
Keeps on liftin' (your love keeps liftin' me)
Higher (liftin' me, liftin' me), higher, and higher (higher)
I said your love (your love keeps liftin' me)
Keeps on (liftin' me, liftin' me)
Liftin' me (liftin' me) higher and higher (higher)
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I'm the hard looser
You'll find me crashing through my mother's door
I am the ugly lover
You'll find us rolling on the dirty floor
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
I'm a belly dancer
I'll shake forever and I'll never care
I'm a building jumper
Roof to roof you see me flying in the air
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
Somebody got hurt
Somebody get hurt
Somebody got her
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Butter on a summer day
When she's around
I was on the tracks
When the gate came down
Suddenly I recognized
Those bloodshot rearview mirror eyes as mine
I heard that whistle call my name
I almost drove away
But Megan I had a feeling that you would be on that train
So I just waited there for you
Caught a ride to another town
Where the air was clean
And the sun never goes down
Everyone was standing in a line
Between the landing and the stairs
I heard somebody call my name
I almost climbed the stairs
But Megan I had a feeling that someday you'd meet me there
So I just waited there for you
Butter on a summer day
When I hear that name
It's a dream that never came true
Sat down on the tracks
And waited for a train to take me back to you
Somebody came and took my hand
I finally had to go
But Megan I just want you to know
That I waited as long as I could
Butter on a summer day when she's around
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this is not a test or business as usual
though it isn't casual, its really up to you to go
cause even at its best it's better when its mutual
most things are like that you know
and this is no exception, no
I rely on it
it's no lie, I rely on it
and I'm not laying bets, cause there's nothing in my pocket
and I think I'm in over my head, maybe that's just a part of it
cause even if you get a hundred steps ahead
there's no promise you can keep control
this is no exception, no
this is not a test
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Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin'
That there was a little more to life somewhere else
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die tryin'
She had one little promise she was gonna keep
Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy, baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl
Well it was kinda cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
Yeah, she could hear the cars roll by
Out on 441 like waves crashin' on the beach
And for one desperate moment
There he crept back in her memory
God it's so painful when something that's so close
Is still so far out of reach
Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy, baby
Make it last all night
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I wrote the words to this song on the back of a photograph
Behind your back it goes
A little something like this is way to big to miss
I got a letter in the mail
The sender failed to let me know where it came from
Opened it up and sure enough there we were
arm in arm (up in arms) again
I know it's small but my last call's been called
half an hour ago
I know it's late but do you think you could at least
fix it for me
Then I'll go I'll go alone I swear
I won't tell a soul
I'll drink this beer and write in fear
of a song everybody hates
Armageddon, let the light in
Before we say goodbye give us something to believe in
Armageddon, we're not begging
For too much I don't think
Just need a goodbye kiss (one last salute)
Before we sink
We sink
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In your new leather jacket, you're somebody else.
It's not nice to meet you in a fortress of self.
Thanks to your new leather jacket, we're nobodies now.
Pack of cigarettes, I empty out.
I miss the way we talked before you went away to school.
Now all you seem to say is "Baby, how could it be you?"
I hate the way you're leaning and you're looking at your phone.
I hate the way I feel like dying when I'm alone.
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I can tell you how it’ll go down but only you can tell me how it will end
All systems can stop right here and all we are is pretend
So many things can be a mystery but what we are seeking is freedom
We realize Mr. Reality I’m gonna be there to greet him
It’s alright
It’s quite alright with me
When ignorance manifests like that it’s hard to stop
Under developed don’t lose your balance and then take a divine drop
If you find my name in regards to danger I urge you all to take heed
Causations, the end of the world will set me free
So that’s alright
It’s quite alright with me
Yeah, with me!
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Don't tell me how to live/You're no friend of mine
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Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah!
I'm floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time
I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me
I'm burning through the sky yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you
Don't stop me now
I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call
Don't stop me now ('cause I'm having a good time)
Don't stop me now (yes I'm having a good time)
I don't want to stop at all... yeah!
I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite I'm out of control
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode
I'm burning through the sky Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman of you
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Hey hey hey!
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Ooh ooh ooh (I like it)
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Have a good time, good time
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Ooh ooh alright
Ooh I'm burning through the sky yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you
Don't stop me now
I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call
Don't stop me now ('cause I'm having a good time)
Don't stop me now (yes I'm having a good time)
I don't wanna stop at all
La la la la laaaa
La la la la
La la laa laa laa laaa
La la laa la la la la la laaa hey!!....
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So I’m out in town, trawling around right past the store where you work.
The sunlight burns my eyes as last night Ben and I drank till the hour hurt.
We stretch the minutes out, like skin over bone.
Its 1PM I don’t go in, I tease myself but never do.
I don’t need the shoes you sell and though we’ve still never met, I never want us to.
Because I don’t feel much of anything, I just feign things these days.
Having something I’ll never chase just fills the empty space.
Could this black hole and its subtle nuances,
Trick me into thinking that this is more than it is?
You text my phone, you said “I saw someone who looked a lot like you”
And as I saw my face in the elevator glass, for a second I thought I did too.
I can’t recall when it hit me, but it must have been months ago.
I’m coffee wired but still feeling tired,
Who knows if I’ll make the show tonight.
I’m lead while you walk on air.
I’m as blank as the white ties and tails on Fred Astaire.
The grey and the silver reflect the ‘West Quay’ light.
In the twilight of my youth I try to forget my life.
This train derailed, right from its tracks.
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what became of everyone i used to know?
where did our respectable convictions go?
your words don't match the story that your actions show, but what do i know?
i'm sure you can't help but remembering
I thought that you'd be one not to forget,
but remembering's not helping you yet.
say goodnight means goodbye.
i know you think my life would stop with you away
maybe I can see you on the holidays,
but you're worlds away
I've never forgotten all our yesterdays but i'm lucky if we're speaking on the holidays
the evidence presents itself accusingly,
your absence speaking everything you think of me
now that I am faced with opportunity
you're not remembering
I'm not asking you anyway
Even if you ever could cave in
I wouldn't know where to begin
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Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things I don't do
I can take you higher
Oh-oh-oh, I'm On Fire I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my soul
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the
Middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
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You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
Me, myself I got nothing to prove
You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
Won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living
You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
His body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did
You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way
So remember we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car
We go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs
I remember we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car
I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving
I remember we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way
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I rode down to the tracks.
Thinking they might sing to me.
But they just stared back.
Broken, trainless and black as night.
Climbed out onto my roof.
So I'd be a poet in the night.
Beat the walls off my room.
I saw the big room that is this life.
This is my condition:
Naked and hysterical,
Reaching to grab a hand
that I just slapped back at.
This is my condition:
Desperate, alone,
Without an excuse.
I try to explain. Christ, what's the use?
Read and I felt so small.
Some words keep speaking
When you close the book.
Drank and just about smiled.
Then I remembered us in that bed.
Put my ear to the door.
I just heard hot rods
and gunshots and sirens.
People kill me these days.
There's keys in their eyes
But they lock from the inside.
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I was flicking through the channels on the TV
On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain
Trying to piece together conversations
Trying to find out where to lay the blame
But when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretend
For when it gets right down to it there's no one here that's left to blame
Blame it on me, you can blame it on me
We're just sugar mice in the rain
I heard Sinatra calling me through the floorboards
Where you pay a quarter for a partnership in rhyme
To the jukebox crying in the corner
While the waitress is counting out the time
For when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretend
For when it gets right down to it there's no one really left to blame
Blame it on me, you can blame it on me
We're just sugar mice in the rain
'Cos I know what I feel, know what I want I know what I am
Daddy took a raincheck
' Cos I know what I want, know what I feel I know what I need
Daddy took a raincheck, your daddy took a raincheck
Ain't no one in here that's left to blame but me
Blame it on me, blame it on me
Well the toughest thing that I ever did was talk to the kids on the phone
When I heard them asking questions I knew that you were all alone
Can't you understand that the government left me out of work
I just couldn't stand the looks on their faces saying, "What a jerk"
So if you want my address it's number one at the end of the bar
Where I sit with the broken angels clutching at straws and nursing our scars
Blame it on me, blame it on me,
Sugar mice in the rain, your daddy took a raincheck
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Waiting for some thin' to break.
Left my heart out to bake.
Nothing there in my glass.
Wasn't air meant to last.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
All the way down to the lake,
(Found the lake was wet).
How much more could I take,
(Better yet).
Walked back home to my place,
(Tired of getting high).
Guess I don't want to die.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
Waiting for some thin' to break.
Left my heart out to bake.
Slipped my mind that I could use my brain.
I'll stay up all night and crash on the plane.
Ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a
Ship without a rudder.
Ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a
Ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a ship without a
Rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder.
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I left it to chance; I never should’ve let this get so far out of hand.
But I’ll do anything to not be alone ’cause when I’m alone you know I’ll…
I can easily fall back into old habits that I thought I’d left behind
And they rip me apart and I realize…
Don’t be alarmed, I have to lie
Take everything and keep it inside.
I know I’m sick and I’m not right. I’m so fucking tired of living this life,
I made for myself, I’m sorry that I cannot get past what keeps me away from the light.
I hope this explains my problem to you, because I feel like this every night.
Don’t wanna be like this, anxious and angry or hopeless and upset- all the time.
Unable to get back the feeling I lost somewhere along the line.
I wear it all on my sleeve and everyone sees no matter how hard I try.
I’ve never felt worse in my whole life.
Don’t be alarmed, I have to lie
Take everything and keep it in stride.
I know I’m sick and I’m not right. I’m so fucking tired of living this life,
I made for myself, I’m sorry that I cannot get past what keeps me away from the light.
I hope this explains my problem to you, because I feel like this every night.
Feel like this every night.
(Night after night)
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That's great, it starts with an earthquake
Birds and snakes, an aeroplane, and Lenny Bruce is not afraid
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs, don't misserve your own needs
Feed it up a knock, speed, grunt, no, strength
The ladder starts to clatter with a fear of height, down, height
Wire in a fire, represent the seven games
And a government for hire and a combat site
Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the Furies breathing down your neck
Team by team, reporters baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped
Look at that low plane, fine, then
Uh-oh, overflow, population, common group
But it'll do, save yourself, serve yourself
World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed
Tell me with the Rapture and the reverent in the right, right
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light
Feeling pretty psyched
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine
Six o'clock, TV hour, don't get caught in foreign tower
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn
Lock him in uniform, book burning, bloodletting
Every motive escalate, automotive incinerate
Light a candle, light a motive, step down, step down
Watch your heel crush, crush, uh-oh
This means no fear, cavalier, renegade and steering clear
A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives, and I decline
It's the end of the world as we know it (I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)
I feel fine (I feel fine)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)
The other night I dreamt a nice continental drift divide
Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein
Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce, and Lester Bangs
Birthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boom
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam but neck, right? Right
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)
(It's time I had some time alone)
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The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away,
The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away.
All my pictures are fallin'
from the wall where
I placed them yesterday.
The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away.
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day,
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day.
Though my problems
are meaningless,
that don't make them
go away.
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day.
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone,
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone.
Now I'm livin'
out here on the beach,
but those seagulls are
still out of reach.
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone.
Get out of town,
think I'll get out of town,
Get out of town,
think I'll get out of town.
I head for the sticks
with my bus and friends,
I follow the road,
though I don't know
where it ends.
Get out of town, get out of town,
think I'll get out of town.
'Cause the world is turnin',
I don't want to
see it turn away.
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Spawned from a cheeky Facebook post, PV Undercover was born from friends being friends and cover songs being fun.
The first batch of songs were so good we decided to offer one song per week, every Sunday, for as long as the songs kept coming in.
Here are all 60 songs ever released on PV Undercover.