The snipers are passed out In the bushes again I′m glad I got my suit dry-cleaned Before the riots started Cuz there′s only rehashed faces On the bread line tonight Soon you′ll be a figment Of some infamous life Billionaires smile like weapons Passing out platinum pensions They′re out of control No one knows how low they′ll go (Hold on) Take a ride on a broken train Those bra burning deportees At the service station They know that beige Is the color of resignation We′re out of control No one knows how low we′ll go (Hold on) Take a ride on a broken train Shining like crystal tiaras Ghettos and gray Riviera This is the real me ladies You won′t find no shelter here Tell me, what′s your zip code baby
Well there ain′t nobody left to impress And everyone′s kissing their own hands This 666 on the kitchen floor Ain′t no fire in the pan? I get lonesome...
So glad to be a slab Stiff as a stick on a board I get thoughts and dirty socks Piled in the corner I get lonesome...
Getting fat on your own fear Bring that beer over here I stomp on the floor Just to make a sound
Windy Windy Looking for a better home Gotta be Gotta be Running out of light bulbs Crowded Crowded Open to a waste can Yellow car Yellow car Better be inside there Wake up Wake up Nothing′s gonna harm you Glass wall Glass wall Standing on the furniture Little boy Little boy Laying on a sleeping bag Watching Watching Through the cracks of his eyelids Stranger Stranger Feeling like a broken stone Lost him Lost him Standing on the orange chairs Alphabet Alphabet Can′t afford a telephone Black hole Black hole Nothings gonna harm you
I prayed heaven today Would bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can′t think with you in it
I′d drag all that I owned Down the dirt road to find you And my shoes, worn-out and used They can′t take me much farther Ohhh
Something always takes the place of missing pieces You can take and put together even though You know there′s something missing
The sun burned a hole in my roof I can′t seem to fix it And I hope rain doesn′t come Wash me down the gutter
Something always takes the place of missing pieces You can take and put together even though You know there′s something missing
She rides in a car Like a queen on a card And the guns of her mind Aim a line straight at mine To a heart that is broke Tried to feel but got choked In the smoke of a desert A beach with no treasure A night that seems blue Feed the aching in you And the background birds Take a flight from the earth A bonfire burns And the night current turns On a lifeboat floating Down a river of sleep Can′t see her hollow eyes Walking along with my boots full of rocks Can′t believe these tears of mine I give ′em to you to keep away in a box
Something always takes the place of missing pieces You can take and put together even though You know there′s something missing
I hate to do this But you′re a pain in the neck I thought you knew this You′re handing me a canceled check You′re so helpless Your girlfriends think you′re a saint I′ll give you a quarter I′ll keep my judgements to myself And I get caught up In the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don′t want to beg It′s crystal clear Your time is nearly gone Count your blessings And do the things that you should O the has-beens That never had it so good Stormy weather The kids are making a racket In the wilderness The wild lives are so mild And I get caught up In the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don′t wanna beg It′s crystal clear your time is nearly gone Awe And I get caught up In the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don′t wanna beg
I can′t believe what we′ve seen outside You and me watching the jets go by
Down by the sea So many people They′ve already drowned You and me watching a sea full of people Try not to drown
So many people So many people Where do they go? You and me watching a sky full of chemtrails That′s where we belong
All I can take from these scars is hope But all I can see in this night are boats sinking
Down by the sea swallowed by evil We′ve already drowned You and me watching a sea full of people They′ve already drowned
So many people So many people Where do they go? You and me watching a sky full of chemtrails Watching the jet planes go by
You and me watching You and me watching The chemtrails is where we belong That′s where we′ll be when we die in the slipstream We′ll climb in a hole in the sky
I′m sitting on an embankment on a highway going through rural Georgia... and there was a dead wild cat and a bottle of beer that had been... that had never
Fourteen Rivers Fourteen Floods Bend your body To the heavens above Don′t get drunk Don′t get dry Just bring your money Next Saturday night Fourteen miles on the trail With a half dead mule And nothing on my mind All my life I′ve been talking′ fast Taking all the things That I should have let pass Put my hat On my coffin nail Put another brick In the fire place Well, I don′t know About you or me But someone got loose
I′m coming over See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drownin′ All the cares in the world When I get older Climbing up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs runnin′ With a ring and a question And my shivering voice is singing Through a crack in the window Na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na
Down on the corner See me standing In a makeshift home With a dust storm comin′ In a long black shadow Pull a hammer from a coal mine Down where your daddy was workin′ Comb my hair back Strike a match on the bathroom wall Where my number was written Driving on the sidewalk Lookin′ back at the sky It′s burning in the rearview mirror Na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na
Na na na na na na Na na na na na na
I′m coming over See you down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drownin′ All the cares in the world When I get older Climbing up on the back fence Pointing to the dogs standin′ firm With a ring and a question Dime-a-dozen In a voice that was singing Underneath the window Na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na
I gotta go it alone Don′t go it alone Doo doo doo doo I better go it alone Doo doo doo doo Na na na na Na na na na Doo doo doo doo Na na na na
Lazy flies all hovering above The magistrate, he puts on his gloves And he looks to the clouds All pink and disheveled There must be some blueprints, Some creed of the devil Inscribed in our minds A hideous game Vanishes in thin air The vanity of slaves Who wants to be there? To sweep the debris To harness dead-horses To ride in the sun A life of confessions Written in the dust Out in the mangroves The mynah birds cry In the shadows of sulfur The trawlers drift by They′re chewing dried meat House of disrepute The dust of opiates And syphilis patients On brochure vacations Fear has a glare that traps you Like searchlights The puritans stare Their souls are fluorescent The skin of a robot Vibrates with pleasure Matrons and gigolos Carouse in the parlor Their hand-grenade eyes Invalid and blind Vanishes in thin air The vanity of slaves Who wants to be there? To sweep the debris To harness dead-horses To ride in the sun A life of confessions
See me comin to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holding over the devil I know All my troubles′ll hang on your trigger Take your eyes and your mind from the road Shoot your mouth if you know where you′re aimin Don′t forget to pick up what you sow Talking trash to the garbage around you 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
See me kickin the door with my boots Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish Snakes and bones in the back of your room Handing out a confection of venom Heaven′s drunk from the poison you use Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler Now I see it′s a comfort to you Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight 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 won′t give up that ghost It′s sick the way these tongues are twisted The good in us is all we know There′s too much left to taste that′s bitter I won′t give up that ghost It′s sick the way these tongues are twisted The good in us is all we know There′s too much left to taste that′s bitter 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
It′s August 6th, 1982 ... and uhh we were jammin′ over at the house ... my pants caught on fire ... we were smokin′ a lotta ... whiskey and uhh chicken ... and uhh got some food and ... I got some food and came home and got a call, uhh ... no wait, I got some calls then, uhh, came home, then I got some food ... came home, got some food and then [cough] got some calls, uhh ... couldn′t find the fridge for a while and ... wait, first we couldn′t ... we got the food and then
Where will you go When this day is over A gambler′s purse Lays on the road Straight to your door Snakes have gone crazy tonight Winding their way out of sight A laugh, a joke A sentiment wasted Seasons of strangers They′ve come and gone Doldrums are pounding, Cheapskates are clowning this town Who could disown themselves now Engineer, slow down this old train Cinders and chaff Laugh at the moon Night birds will cackle Rotting like apples on trees
I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids The world is your oyster And the trash bags are your kids The ceiling is invisible There′s a bird sinking′ through the sky And every hour that passes Is teaching me how to cry Cuz it′s lonely here In the ugly part of town The buildings are all vacant And the telephones are down
There′s a police siren singing Like a tiger with no skin The sewer drain is glowing And I don′t know what state I′m in And the river is on fire There′s chemicals and debris And all the roads are blocked off Cuz they′re just too hard to see So cancel my appointments And set up a whole new show Cuz I′m in need of a good hot meal And a life to call my own
So get me a plate of money And get me a blanket and a chair The limitations are limitless They′re floating through the air Because it′s real and it′s true The things I see in you And there′s nothing I wouldn′t talk about You′re the clearest dream
Black hearts in effigy We sing the song that was hated All dressed like vagabonds Sharks smell the blood that I′m bleedin′ I know there′s something wrong Might take a fire to kill it Might take a hurricane Don′t know the life that I′m leavin′ Ohh ohh oh black tambourine Ohh ohh oh black tambourine
My baby run to me She lives in broken-down buildings Can′t pay the rent again These spider webs are my home now And when the sun is down We′ll shake and rattle our bodies To keep it warm at night My tambourine is still shaking Ohh ohh oh black tambourine Ohh ohh oh black tambourine
Doo doo doo doo
Black hearts in effigy We sing the song that was hated All dressed like vagabonds Sharks smell the blood that I′m bleedin′ I know there′s something wrong Might take a fire to kill it Might take a hurricane Don′t know the life that I′m leavin′ Black tambourine Ohh ohh oh black tambourine
You only got one finger left And it′s pointing at the door And you′re taking for granted What the Lord′s laid on the floor So I′m picking up the pieces And I′m putting them up for sale Throw your meal ticket out the window Put your skeletons in jail
′Cause Lord only knows it′s getting late Your senses are gone so don′t you hesitate To give yourself a call, Let your bottom dollars fall Throwing your two bit cares down the drain Invite me to the seven seas Like some seasick man You′ll do whatever you please And I′ll do whatever I can Titanic, fare thee well, My eyes are turning pink Don′t call us when the new age Gets old enough to drink
′Cause Lord only knows it′s getting late Your senses are gone so don′t you hesitate Move on up the hill, There′s nothing dead left to kill Throwing your two bit cares down the drain Odelay, Odelay, Odelay, Odelay Odelay, Odelay Just passing through Odelay, Odelay, Odelay, Odelay
Going back to Houston Do the hotdog dance Going back to Houston
She took me off my guard with disappointment I got sucked inside of her apartment She′s got dried-up flowers, flaky skin A beaded necklace and a bottle of gin
She′s a nightmare Hippy girl With her skinny fingers fondling′ my world She′s a whimsical, tragically beauty Self-conscious and a little bit moody
It′s a new age letdown in my face She′s so spaced out and there ain′t no space She′s got marijuana on the bathroom tile I′m caught in a vortex She′s changing′ my style
She′s a nightmare Hippy girl With her skinny fingers fondling′ my world She′s a whimsical, tragically beauty Uptight and a little bit snooty
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She′s a magical, sparkling′ tease She′s a rainbow choking′ the breeze Yo, she′s busting′ out onto the scene With nightmare bogus poetry She′s a melted avocado on the shelf She′s the science of herself She′s spazzing out on a cosmic level And she′s meditating with the devil She′s cooking salad for breakfast She′s got tofu the size of Texas She′s a witness to her own glory She′s a never-ending story She′s a frolicking depression She′s a self-inflicted obsession She′s got a thousand lonely husbands She′s playing′ footsie in another dimension She′s a goddess milking her time
open road where I can breathe Where the lowest low is calling to me I can pull myself back up back down Stuck together like a readymade
And nobody knows where we been Cancelled rations are running thin Watches tick out of tune Falling apart like a readymade My bags are waiting in the next life
Rubbish piles fresh and plain Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain License plates stowaway Standing in line like a readymade And my bags are waiting in the next life
An open road where I can breathe Where the lowest low is calling to me I can pull myself back up back down Stuck together like a readymade
These toys are all lifeless The armor′s worn off The shadow of a shadow Is the ghost of a bomb Skyscraper standing In a desert alone A helicopter searchlight Is searching for no-one
We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top The smokestack clouds with glory attached We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top The smokestack clouds with glory attached
The sky creatures dance In a parking lot wind That blows from a tundra Where the jungle begins If there′s hope in a roadblock Guns in a church The lord will take his motorcade And drive us into the dirt
We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top The smokestack clouds with glory attached We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top The smokestack clouds with glory attached
There′s a skyscraper on the moon And a man standing on a window Forty-second floor There′s a light beaming through the galaxy Telling me everything′s gonna be OK
We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top We′re all pushing up the tin can mountain top
(This is song two on the album This is the album right here Put on the album)
Tonight the city is full of morgues And all the toilets are overflowing There′s shopping malls Coming out of the walls As we walk out among the manure
That′s why I pay no mind I pay no mind I pay no mind
Give the finger to the rock ′n′ roll singer As he′s dancing upon your paycheck The sales climb high Through the garbage-pail sky Like a giant dildo crushing the sun
That′s why I pay no mind Sleep in slime I just got signed
So get out your lead-pipe pipe dreams Get out your ten-foot flags The insects are huge And the poison′s all been used And the drugs won′t kill your day job Honey
That′s why I pay no mind I pay no mind I pay no mind
You′ve been so long Your blind eyes are gone Your old bones are on their own So take off your coat Put a song in your throat Let the dead-beats pound all around
We will go Nowhere we know We don′t have to talk at all Hand me downs Flypaper towns Stuck together One and all
The bargains you drive Buckets and bags And all your belongings Your train′s in the sand Ramshackle land Let the rats watch the races
We will go Nowhere we know ′Til we find our one and all Hand me downs Flypaper towns Stuck together One and all
Praises get spent Your trick face is bent Pigsties and prizes ′Cause there′s no kind of wealth You′re suiting yourself You leave yourself behind
We will go Nowhere we know ′Til we find our one and all Your hand me downs Flypaper towns Stuck together
I been drifting along In the same stale shoes Loose ends tying a noose In the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I′ll put it together: It′s a strange invitation When I wake up Someone will sweep up my lazy bones And we will rise in the cool of the evening I remember the way that you smiled When the gravity shackles were wild And something is vacant When I think it′s all beginning
I been drifting along In the same stale shoes Loose ends tying the noose In the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I′ll put it together:
Keep on trucking′ like a novacane hurricane Blowing static on the paranoid short-wave Short fuse, got to dismantle Code red: what′s your handle?
Mission incredible undercover convoy Full-tilt chromosome cowboy X-ray search and destroy Smokestack blacktop novacane boy
Got some rum, longhorn drums Detonate with the suicide gate Test tube, stillborn and dazed drugstore plains in the razor′s haze Got the momentum radioactive Lowdown!
Circumcised for the operation Full spectrum generation Cyanide ride down the turnpike After hours on the miracle mic
Grinding the gears eighteen wheels Pigs and robots riding on their heels Power through the roadblock Making a sandblast Diesel aluminum cruising like drain-o Down the horizon purple gasses Semi-trucks hauling their asses Novacane, hit the road expressway Explode!
Think I′m stranded but I don′t know where I got this diamond that don′t know how to shine In the sun where these dark winds wail And these children leave their rulers behind As we cross ten leagues from a Rubicon With matchsticks for my bones If we could learn how to freeze ourselves alive We could learn to leave these burdens to burn
Cast out these creatures of woe Who shattered themselves Fighting a fire with your bare hands
Now my journey takes me further south I want to hear what the blind men sing With their fossils and their gypsy bones I′ll stand beside myself so I′m not alone And how can I new again What rusts every time it rains? And the rain it comes and floods our lungs We′re just orphans in a tidal wave′s wake
If I wake up and see my maker coming With all of his crimson and his iron desire We′ll drag the streets with the baggage of longing To be loved or destroyed From a void to a grain of sand in your hand
Big pain burnin′ now Givin′ me a cow What you seem to be saying Is you′re patiently waiting Like an ashtray for the butt
Well I′m puttin′ it down When you′re not picking it up When I′m puttin′ it down But you treat me like a clown And I don′t want to be funny
Fat chance glued to the wall Like a centerfold Of an old cannonball Will you put me inside Your tv tonight Cos you′re treatin′ me like a rerun
Well I′m puttin′ it down But you′re not pickin′ it up Well I′m puttin′ it down But you treat me like a clown And I don′t want to be funny No no no no no
So what I lost my job at the Hut My ass got cut But I′ll be better at kissin′ When my teeth are all missin′ And the silverware′s burnt And I′m eatin′ with my fingers
And I′m puttin′ it down And you′re not pickin′ it up Well I′m puttin it down But you treat me like a clown And I don′t want to be funny
Don′t take your red ribbons off You′re about to make a fool of yourself In the aluminum sunset Drinking from a drain I′m a hundred miles behind myself Milk and honey Pouring down like money Make a poor boy wanna run Milk and Honey Do you wanna love me Under the aluminum sun Did you hear those war torn stories Where the lifeguards slept in the streets In the jungle lands With the cold cola cans You′ll get the keys to the city for free Milk and honey Pouring down like money Bring a poor boy to his knees Milk and honey No it isn′t funny Living in a garden of sleaze Bangkok athletes in the biosphere Arkansas wet dreams We all disappear Kremlin mistress Rings the Buddha chimes She slips me ruffies Receding hairlines She′s all right...touching my body She′s all right...on my computer She′s all right...selling me watches
Just like a paper tiger Torn apart by idle hands Through the helter skelter morning Fix yourself while you still can No more ashes to ashes No more cinders from the sky All the laws of creation Tell a dead man how to die
O deserts down below us And storms up above Like a stray dog gone defective Like a paper tiger in the sun
Looking through a broken diamond To make the past what it should be Through the ruins and the weather Capsized boats in the sea
O deserts down below us And storms up above Like a stray dog gone defective Like a paper tiger in the sun
We′re just holding on to nothing To see how long nothing lasts
O deserts down below us And storms up above Like a stray dog gone defective
The countryside is overgrown There′s a lighthouse in her soul Wrestling with butcher girls She don′t ever change her clothes Masterpieces liquidate in fertile tears I could sleep inside her bones A hundred years Lizards in the pressure zone Mother knows it′s only a phase Cherry gardens feel like ice Hazard lights from her past Underneath the broken bridge Hookers hug illegal dads Masterpieces liquidate in fertile tears I could sleep inside her bones A hundred years Lizards in the pressure zone
I ain′t got no inclination Give away my sweet sensation Sleeping′ in an old tool shed Scumbag crying′ on his pillow
[Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you wanna be with me then we will see Who′s fuckin′ with my head Hey hey hey hey Fuckin′ with my head Hey hey hey hey
Found myself in New Orleans With a scarecrow in my jeans Feed my forehead through the ceiling′ Drank my coffee with a hubcap Yeah
[Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you want to be with me then we will see Who′s fuckin′ with my head No no no no Fuckin′ with my head Hey hey hey hey
Devil′s got your pantyhose on his head Oh yeah, and he′s robbing′ me But all I got′s is cornbread Well, you turn my body into a crutch And now I′m limping′ all over When I feel your touch Oh yeah
Ooh... Ooh...
Put on my jack-eyed boots Running′ wild on the bayou Now I′m talking′ on a walkie-talkie Credit card glued to my hand Feels good
[Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you wanna be with me then we will see Who′s fuckin′ with my head Hey hey hey hey No no no no Fuckin′ with my head Make me feel like an asshole I ain′t got no soul I ain′t got no soul No no no no No no no no No no no no
See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that′s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay wey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleeping in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ′em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero?
Rowboat, row me to the shore She don′t wanna be my friend no more She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She don′t wanna be my friend no more
Pick me up, gimme some food to eat In your truck, goin′ no place I′ll be home, talkin′ to nobody You′ll be strange, you′ll be far away
Big fat moon And my body′s out of tune With the burnin′ waves She′s a billion years away Dog food on the floor And I been like this before She is all And everything else is small
Pick me up, gimme some alcohol In your truck, playin′ the radio I′ll be home with the gasoline You′ll be stoned, you′ll be far away
Rowboat, row me to the shore She don′t wanna be my friend no more She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
Don′t tell your right hand baby What your left hand do You know those road check girls Will make your brown breath blue Peaches and Cream You make a garbage man steam Such a dangerous dream Peaches and Cream. You look good in that sweater And that aluminum crutch I′m gonna let you down easy I′ve got a delicate touch Peaches and Cream You make a garbage man steam Come on girl it′s a dream You′re a torn out page From a best selling book Your home girl′s on the line But your daddy′s off the hook Where do we go now? Give those pious soldiers Another lollipop Cause we′re on the good ship Maintenant j′ai toi Peaches and Cream You make a garbage man steam Such a delicate thing
We like the boys With the bullet proof vests We like the girls With the cellophane chests (x2) I know you really want it Cuz your Daddy′s always on it And he knows just how to flaunt it He got pictures in his wallet And he wanna be your lover Does he look just like my mother Does he cover you like butter And just leave you in the gutter I want to know if I′m worth your time There′s so much to do before you die Thursday night, I think I′m pregnant again Touch my ass if you qualify we like to ride on executive planes we like to sit around and get real paid (x2) I know you really want it Cuz your Daddy′s always on it And he knows just how to flaunt it He got pictures in his wallet And he wanna be your lover Does he look just like my mother Does he cover you like butter And just leave you in the gutter I want to know if I′m worth your time There′s so much to do before you die Thursday night, I think I′m pregnant again Touch my ass if you qualify (all of that mixed, again)
Make a perfect replica of your life Cut the paper with exacto knife Tape it up, tape it up Against the howling wind I′m so tired don′t know where to begin
It′s so unreal It′s all I need This replica
I was the last to see me down on my knees These antibodies learn to be the disease And I learn to be what fights against me We′ll make a replica, a place we can sleep And we could live in a hollow tree Grow up old and bury the sea And when this replica begins to look cheap I′d throw it out but now it′s home to me
It′s so unreal It′s all I need This replica
Build it up Build it up This replica Now we build it up Build it up Build it up Build it up Build it up
You′re just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true You′re just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true
I first met you down on lover′s lane The birds were insane Flapping all about Softly you would sing Swinging in your swing It wasn′t night, it wasn′t day
You′re just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true You′re just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true You′re just the girl of my dreams
Something′s wrong ′cause my mind is fading And everywhere I look There′s a dead end waiting Temperature′s dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leperous faces
Heads are hanging from the garbage man trees Mouthwash jukebox gasoline pistols are pointing At a poor man′s pockets Smiling eyes ripping out of his sockets
Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind
Love machines on the sympathy crutches Discount orgies on the dropout buses Hitching a ride with the bleeding noses Coming to town with the brief case blues
Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind
Something′s wrong ′cause my mind is fading Ghetto-blasting disintegrating Rock ′n′ roll, know what I′m saying And everywhere I look There′s a devil waiting
Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind Got a devil′s haircut in my mind
Devil′s haircut! In my mind! Devil′s haircut! In my mind!
Your brains went black When she took back her love And put it out into the sun The birds did fly When the heavens all went dry And the cigarettes were smoking′ by themselves She′ll do anything She′ll do anything She′ll do anything To make you feel like an asshole Call her name, she looks the same as you Question marks stretched across her skin She dangles carrots Makes you feel embarrassed To be the fool you know you are She′ll do anything She′ll do anything She′ll do anything TO MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE AN ASSHOLE
If I could hold Hold out for now With these icecaps melting down With the transistor sound And my Chevrolet terraplane Going around around around
Come on little gamma ray Standing in a hurricane
Your brains are bored like a refugee from a house that′s burning And the heat wave′s calling your name She′s got a cactus crown With a dot dot dot on her brow And she speaks inside a cloud With her countenance turning around
It hit me like a gamma ray Standing in a hurricane
I′m pulling out thorns Smokestack lightning out my window I want to know what I′ve lost today
Come on little gamma ray Standing in a hurricane
Your body′s bored Like a refugee from a house that′s burning And the backwater′s calling your name
Looking for my place on assembly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Bank notes burn like broken equipment Looking for shelter, readjust your position Thought control, ghostwritten confessions Two dimensions, dumb your head down Duck, don′t look now, company missiles Power is raunchy, rent-a-cops are watching Make your dreams out of paper mache Cliched wasted hate taste-tested Hell yes now I′m moving this way, I′m doing this thing Please enjoy. Hell yes now I′m turning it on, I′m working my legs Hell yes now I′m calling you out, I′m switching my plates Peace and joy Hell yes now I′m cleaning the floor, my beat is correct
Stretched to the limit, attention spans snap back Retract, collapsin′ the laugh tracks Noise response, applause and handclaps Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow Breakin′ points on the verge of pointless Fools anointed to the follower′s fanfare Look for the common, not superficial Code red Cola War conformity crisis Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles With magic markers running out of their ink Lives in White Out, turn the lights out Fax machine anthems, get your damned hands up Hell yes now I′m moving this way, I′m doing this thing Please enjoy. Hell yes. now I′m turning it on, I′m working my legs Hell yes. now I′m calling you out, I′m switching my plates Peace and joy. Hell yes. now I′m cleaning the floor, my beat is correct.
Yes (Hai) Umisei(?) Yeah, That′s it. (repeated) Umisei sumisei(?) Yes. I like your bass. Yes. Your beat is nice. Yes. Hell yes. Hai. Hell Yes. Hell Yes. Hell Yes. Yes.
Fourteen miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain To the landlord living inside my head Never paid my rent ′til the lights went dead And I saw my sign coming up the road Dead ditch waitin′ for to bury my load On the avenues in the plain of day Threw a Roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain Ohh ohh oh oh Ohh ohh oh oh
Now hold your hand up to the plow Work the dirt til the sun goes down What′s left of death is more than fear Let dust be dust and the good Lord near It′s a little too much to ask of faith A little too late to wait for fate So tell the angels what you′ve seen Scarecrow′s shadow on the Nazarene Ohh ohh oh oh Ohh ohh oh oh
Kindness will find you When darkness is falling round your bend Kindness will follow Children will wander ′til the end
Your sorry eyes; they cut through bone They make it hard to leave you alone Leave you here wearing your wounds Waving your guns at somebody new
Baby you′re lost Baby you′re lost Baby you′re a lost cause
There′s too many people you used to know They see you coming they see you go They know your secrets and you know theirs This town is crazy; nobody cares
Baby you′re lost Baby you′re lost Baby you′re a lost cause
I′m tired of fighting I′m tired of fighting Fighting for a lost cause
There′s a place where you are going You ain′t never been before No one left to watch your back now No one standing at your door That′s what you thought love was for
Baby you′re lost Baby you′re lost Baby you′re a lost cause
The last survivor of a boiled crown Another casualty with the casual frown The janitor vandals they bark in your face Juveniles with the piles and paste
It′s a sensation A bankrupt corpse In the garbage glasses With the crutches of frogs(that bores)
Don′t be confused when the fuse is up And you′re taking a leak Into your brother′s cup When the cup is filled You can run and be killed In the billion miles Of the muscles that build
Radiation Feeling the force Karaoke Vomiting morons
The scalps of zero hear the call Rubbing in a blind man′s running hall With the canker sores and the robot pill Throwing imbeciles on the window sills
It′s a sensation A bankrupt corpse In the garbage glasses With the crutches of frogs
Plastic donut, can of spam There′s no kindness in this land Better not let my good girl catch you here She′s getting all juiced up with a bottle of plain wrap beer
Coffee clothing pasted on Clean my gravestone when I′m gone And you better not let my good girl catch you here She′s got a whole pile of things you don′t want to hear
Hitch my horse up to the town Got my toenails painted brown And you better not let my good girl catch you here She′ll cut you down and put the blame on me
Just a muscle in a bag Throw my baby, don′t let her sag But you better not let my good girl catch you here
In a cast iron cage you couldn′t help but stare like a creature With the laws of a brothel and the fireproof bones of a preacher And your lingo coined from the sacrament of a casino On a government loan with a guillotine in your libido
Well you know how it looks when you pull all your books from the table And you stare into space trying to discern what to say now And you wait at the light and watch for a sign that you′re breathing Cos you can′t just live on air and float to the ceiling
I′m uptight super Gathered out of the frame I shake a leg on the ground Like an epileptic battery man I′m making my move Lettin′ loose like a belt Little worse for wear But I′m wearing it well Tell me what′s wrong With a little grind n′ bump? When the stereos erupt With a kick drum punch? Let′s do it once Probably do it again and again Like you did it before But you′re more erratic than then And you had a rough night And the night′s just begun Let a little bit of this Pass with this gun Don′t let it hold you back But you′re already set No dead flowers gonna grow ′Til the dirt gets wet
Put the elevator music on Pull me back where I belong The ambulance sings along The fly on the wall Doesn′t know what′s wrong If I could forget myself Find another lie to tell If I had a soul to sell I′d buy some time To talk to my brain cell
Gutbucket and a bottle of paint It′s like the schoolhouse lights Will never turn on again Til the bottom wears off Of these high-heeled boots The bodies all move Some backbone roots Everybody workin′ hard ′Til the yard is all clean The dishes wash good In the washin′ machine Now you brush your teeth And you comb back your hair You drive your vehicle Like you just didn′t care You′re walkin′ to work With the boys and the girls And you′re doin′ it there It′s the end of the world Now everybody′s sweatin′ Forgettin′ what′s on their mind With your hand like a mirror You can see what′s inside When you′re down and out Conquer it, there′s nothing that′s real It′s like a platinum card Too amputated to feel
I got a silicon bible song Paranoid Jumbotron ?? with the weekend off The fly on the wall Doesn′t know what′s wrong If I could forget myself I′d find another lie to tell The bottom of an oil well Cell phone′s ringing I could talk to my brain cell
All the dudes with banjos Chicks with wicks Animals with bananas Got my hand like a mirror You can see what′s inside
I′ll be your chauffeur on a midnight drive It takes a miracle just to survive Buried animals call your name You keep on sleeping Through the poignant rain I think we′re going crazy Her left eye is lazy She looks so Israeli Nicotine and gravy I′ll feed you fruit that don′t exist I′ll leave graffiti Where you′ve never been kissed I′ll do your laundry Massage your soul I′ll turn you over To the highway patrol I think we′re going crazy Her left eye is lazy She looks so Israeli Nicotine and gravy I think we′re going crazy Things don′t even faze me Her left eye is lazy Nicotine and gravy Miracles amaze me She looks so Israeli Love the way she plays me I think I′m going crazy I don′t want to die tonight