Beck - Pink Noise (Rock Me Amadeus)
The tortures, the torment
Pink noise, delicious
The danger, the victims
Demeaning religion
She rides, she rolls
Olympic control
Her bricks assaultin′
Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 10:15:43
The tortures, the torment
Pink noise, delicious
The danger, the victims
Demeaning religion
She rides, she rolls
Olympic control
Her bricks assaultin′
There′s a blue bird at my window
I can′t hear the songs he sings
All the jewels in heaven
They don′t look the same to me
I just wade the tides that turned
Till I learn to leave the past behind
It′s only lies that I′m living
It′s only tears that I′m crying
It′s only you that I′m losing
Guess I′m doing fine
All the battlements are empty
And the moon is laying low
Yellow roses in the graveyard
Got no time to watch them grow
Now I bade a friend farewell
I can do whatever pleases me
It′s only lies that I′m living
It′s only tears that I′m crying
It′s only you that I′m losing
Guess I′m doing fine
Press my face up to the window
To see how warm it is inside
See the things that I′ve been missing
Missing all this time
It′s only lies that I′m living
It′s only tears that I′m crying
It′s only you that I′m losing
Strange ways coming today
I put a dollar in my pocket
And I threw it away
Been a long time
Since a federal dime
Made a jukebox sound
Like a mirror in my mind
Control my worries
Fix my thoughts
Throw my hopes
Like a juggernaut walks
Now let-down souls
Can′t feel no rhythm
Sorry entertainers
Like aerobics victims
Hybrid people
Light a wooded matchstick
Toxic fumes and the
Burning plastic
Beats are broken
Bones are spastic
Boombox talkin′
With a southern accent
Voodoo curses
Bible tongues
Voices comin′
From the mangled lungs
Give me some grits
Some get-down shit
Don′t need a good reason
To let anything rip
Radio′s cold
Solar′s infected
One by one
I′ll knock you out
God is alone
Hardware defective
One by one
I′ll knock you out
Mr. Microphone making
All the damage felt
Like a laser manifesto
Make a mannequin melt
There′s people phonin′ in
Like it′s unlimited minutes
Going through the motions
Just to savor they did it
Treadmill′s running
Underneath their feet
So they feel like they′re going somewhere
But they′re not
So let′s put boots
On the warehouse floor
Comin′ to you
Like a rope on a chainstore
Throwing equipment
From a moving van
Grab a microphone
Like a utility man
Now fix the beat
Now break the rest
Make a kick drum sound
Like an S.O.S.
Get a tow-truck
Cause it′s after dark
And the dance floor′s full
But everybody′s double-parked!
Cell phone′s dead
Lost in the desert
One by one
I′ll knock you out
Eye of the sun
Is out of its socket
One by one
I′ll knock you out
One by one
This jam is real... that′s right
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Ahhhhhhhhhh
He′s a mighty good leader
He′s a mighty good leader
He′s a mighty good leader
All the way
All the way, lord
From up to heaven
He′s a mighty good leader
All the way
He led my mother
He led my mother
He led my mother
All the way
All the way, lord
From up to heaven
He led my mother
All the way
He′s a mighty good leader
He′s a mighty good leader
He′s a mighty good leader
All the way
All the way, lord
From up to heaven
He′s a mighty good leader
Well it′s all in your mind
It′s all in your mind
Well it′s all in your mind
And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
Wanted to be your good friend
Well I cannot believe
You got a devil up your sleeve
And he′s talking to me
And I cannot believe
And I wanted to be
I wanted to be your good friend
You′re all scared and stiff
A sick stolen gift
And the people you′re with
They′re all scared and stiff
And I wanted to be
From these shores where we belong
I have seen the the land beyond
Where the Lord is strange and strong
I have seen the the land beyond
There′s no telling who′ll be dead
When the pale horse is turning red
And the tongues will burn in vain
And everything will feel the same
There′s no patience there′s no peace
I have seen the land beyond
Where the gravestones never cease
I have seen the the land beyond
Through the troubles of years
The heavenly apparition appears
And we′re haunted by our own minds
And the spirit comes in the disguise
[Background voice:](With no eyes)
From these shores where we belong
I have seen the the land beyond
I′ll be there and I′ll be gone
Touch me I′m cold, unable to control
Touch me I′m golden and wild as the wind blows
And tumbling tumbling, don′t go fascination
If just for tonight darling, let′s get lost
If just for tonight darling, let′s get lost
Let me come closer, I′m not your shadow
With our eyes shielding from the oncoming counts
It′s not hard for us to say what we should not
If just for tonight darling, let′s get lost
If just for tonight darling, let′s get lost
Touch me I′m cold, unable to control
Touch me I′m golden and wild as the wind blows
And tumbling tumbling, don′t go fascination
If just for tonight darling, let′s get lost
If just for tonight darling, let′s get lost
If just for tonight darling, let′s get lost
Let′s get lost
Let′s get lost
Let′s get lost
Let′s get lost
Treated you like a rusty blade
A throwaway from an open grave
Cut you loose from a chain gang
And let you go
And on the day you said it′s true
Some love holds, some gets used
Tried to tell you I never knew
It could be so sweet
Who could ever be so cruel,
Blame the devil for the things you do
It’s such a selfish way to lose
The way you lose these wasted blues
These wasted blues
Tell me that it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault
But my own
That it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault
But my own
When the moon is a counterfeit
Better find the one that fits
Better find the one that lights
The way for you
When the road is full of nails,
Garbage pails and darkened jails
And their tongues
Are full of heartless tales
That drain on you
Who would ever notice you
You fade into a shaded room
It′s such a selfish way to lose
The way you lose these wasted blues
These wasted blues
Tell me that it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault But my own
Tell me that it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault
But my own tell me that it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault
But my own tell me that it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault
But my own
Tell me that it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault
But my own
Tell me that it′s nobody′s fault
Nobody′s fault
You came, you went
My mind it got a dent
I couldn′t make my rent
Cos all my cash was lent
This town is filled
With thousand-dollar-bills
Laminated songs
Contaminated lawns
Well we eat about fifteen times a day
Starin′ through a bag of Frito Lay
And I play with the fire in the stove
When my eyes peel out and my fingertips get cold
Well it′s real and it′s fake
And it′s flamin′ like a steak
And she′s puttin′ out my face with the rake
Oh honey you knew
That you were my one and only blur
Unglued, depressed
The meatloaf in my chest
Personality test
I failed with the best
And I stomped and I stormed
And I passed out in your dorm
Then you hustled me outside
I couldn′t catch a ride
But the subway trains speak to me now
I′m browsing through the supermarket town
And the girls don′t talk when I′m around
And I′m feelin′ bad even though nothing′s wrong
Chokin′ on a breathmint
That′s cool
Yeah, that′s cool
Amanda, light of the man′s life
Make sure the faith in the light and make heard
The greatest woman
The greatest woman
To be the man′s greatest wife
I thought it all over, lord knows I′ve tried
It′s a awful great struggle in any man′s life
To look in the mirror in total surprise
At the great hair on her shoulders
And the great big big beautiful beautiful eyes
Today′s uhh August 4th, 1982 ... I′m really bored and there was some dead
animals that we played with ... there was a weed wacker ... we stole two of them
... a cop car was on fire ... my friend Scott, he was running and he uhh slipped
on a Twinkie ... and his nose was covered with blood ... the security helicopter
It′s uhh November 6th, 1945 and we ... went up to ... and uhh, back to the house
and watched MTV ... and playin′ Pac-Man ... it′s all really gross and all the
kids were diseased ... giant airplanes, uh, crashing underneath ...
electro-magnetic fuse ... guys with flamethrowers ... melting ... taco trucks
were crashed... there was sausage meat all over the ... Sasquatch was eating a
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
Ain′t no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No honey, no honey
No honey, no money
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
One more time
Keep goin′
One more time
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
No money, no honey
What′s your name?
Cold brains,
Unmoved,
Untouched,
Unglued
Alone at last
No thoughts,
No mind
To rot
Behind
A trail of disasters
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride disowned
Corroded to the bone
The fields of green
Are bent, obscene
I lay upon the gravel
A worm of hope
A hangman′s rope
Pulls me one way or the other
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We write this song
Corroded to the bone
A bird of song
Is heard no longer
In the evacuated heavens
The drain is drawn
And drained and gone
And on and on, it doesn′t matter
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride this old
Corroded to the bone
Searchlights on the skyline
Just looking for a friend
Who′s gonna love my baby
When she′s gone around the bend
Egyptian bells are ringing
When it′s her birthday
Sweet nothing′, I′m talking about you
There′s a hurricane blowing your way
Ooh such a beautiful way
To break your heart
Ooh such a beautiful way
To break your heart
There′s someone calling your name
It′s driving you insane
You were wearing that stained raincoat
And your umbrella was a tangled mess
You were washed up on the glittering shoals
Looking for another crime to confess
You bribed yourself
Out of a place in the sun
But you had some change to spare
So you said you wanna spend it on me
And shook the blues out of your hair
Ooh such a beautiful way
To break your heart
Ooh such a beautiful way
To break my heart
There′s someone calling your name
Forcefield There′s a force field
Go outside with the suitcase ′round my neck
And it stands just where
Walk around all the while I′ve sat
And the stance I took on
Look at the people driving′ that backwards
Leaves a Forcefield ′round with no particular style
My neck
Don′t let it get near you
Don′t let it get to close
And the stance I took on
Don′t let it turn you into that
Leaves a Forcefield ′round
Things you hate the most
My neck
Roll out your silver dollar coffins
Roll out your buckskin gloves
Tell them anything they want to
And sound comes from above
Don′t let it get near you
Don′t let it get to close
And the stance I took on
Don′t let it turn you into that
Leaves a Forcefield ′round
Things you hate the most
My neck
Don′t let it get near you
Don′t let it get to close
Don′t let it turn you into
Things you hate the most
There′s a Forcefield ′round my neck
And it stands just where I′ve sat
And the stance I took on that
Leaves a Forcefield ′round my neck
There′s a Forcefield ′round my neck
And it stands just where I′ve sat
And the stance I took on that
Spaceships can′t tame the jungle
And I feel like I′m giving in
We′ve been driving through a desert
Looking for a life to call our own
I push, I pull
The days go slow
Into a void
We filled with death
A noise that laughs
Falls off their maps
All cured of pain
And doubts in your
Little brain
Something′s coming, sky is purple
Dogs are hounding to themselves
Days are changing with the weather
Like a riptide come rip us away
I push, I pull
The days go slow
Into a void
We filled with death
A noise that laughs
Falls off their maps
All cured of pain
And doubts in your
Little brain
I push, I pull
The days go slow
Into a void
We filled with death
A noise that laughs
Falls off thier maps
All cured of pain
And doubts in your
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy can I get a little echo on this?
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
Ozzy
What does it mean?
The fire is green
The demons just scraped through the window
Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy
Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy
Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy
Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy
Drinkin in bed, they′ll get you instead
Gives him a point went forever
Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy
Ozzy! You′re the man
How can I grasp you power?
I′m sittin′ here lookin′ at this keychain
And you... uh
There′s mascara bleeding out of your eyes
The microphone is in flames
There′s a giant chicken claw above your head
Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy
Definitely this is the wrong place to be
There′s blood on the futon
There′s a kid drinking′ fire
Going′ down to the sea
They′ve got people to meet
Shaking hands with themselves
Looking′ out for themselves
When they ask you credit
You give them a branch
When they want to get it
You chew on the grass
I know, I know
′Cause they told me to tell you
There′s nothing to tell you
There′s nothing to sell you
In the afternoon
Riding the scapegoat
Burning equipment
Decomposing
Cool of your jets
Take off your sweats
I got a funny feeling
They′ve got plastic in the afterlife
When they want you to cry
Leap up into the sky
When they suck your mind
Like a pigeon you′ll fly
I know, I know
It′s the positive people
Running from their time
Go where you want to
Do the things you feel
Walk around with a broken leg
And a hundred-dollar bill
Get yourself a pistol
Get yourself a dog
Stay up all night getting drunk
Sleeping on a hollow log
Walk ′til you′re restless
Sleep ′til you′re tired
Wake up without thinking
I′m on the run with things to be
I′ve got a garden hose and a color TV
I′ve got time on my hands
I′ve got time on my hands
Nobody cares what I do
I′m on the run with things to do
I′ve got a burnt orange peel
And a potato stew
I′ve got work to get done
I′ve got work to get done
Nobody knows where to run
I′ve got a quart of milk
And some sound advice
I′ve got trees that are fake
But they smell so nice
Don′t give me the flu
Nobody knows I′m with you
Back and forth I dodge a fly
Like a feather in the sky
Write me out a check
Give me all your cash
Disappointment condition
A perfunctory prescription
Of an indigent mindset
A beligerant silence
We got all we need
Turning out of a tin can
Thinking about the ??
Of the social hurt
Listen to the noise
On the battery tape deck
A Judas trainwreck
Anonymous suspect
Hovering in carbon monoxide cremations
Loners ??
Of vacant locations
Think tanks empty
International dream bank
Plug in my reactor
To the fallout zone
The enemies′ story is a lot like mine
And if you get to the point
Then you had better deny
Dark star ??
Eyes are closing
??
From a sky lit terrain
Autopilot drivers
Riding out on the ice age
Infidels swallowed
In a vanishing point
Ammunition souls shooting
Holes in the ozone
Widows tears
Washing a soldier′s bones
Sterilized egos
Delirium seagulls
Punctured by the arrows
Of American eagles
Robot teachers
??
Backspace my brain
My equilibrium gone
Dark star
Just an eye that is closing
???
From a sky lit terrain
One, two
One, two
You know what to do
There′s no body
There′s no mountain
There′s no tunnel
You can′t get from there to here
You can′t get here to there
There′s no body
There′s no mountain
There′s no tunnel
You can′t get from there to here
You can′t get here to there
There hasn′t been a change in the atmosphere
There hasn′t been a change for over a year
There hasn′t been a change in the atmosphere
Pull the tap
Just a tad
(Gypsy Haircut)
There′s no Atmosphere
(A bear skin rug, The tambourines)
Dig a tunnel through the mountain (Black Piano on the Mountain)
How many Atmospheres are out there?
(There′s a broken bottle...in the tunnel)
There′s a tunnel from here to there
Cut your hand on the Atmosphere
Split in Two
Band-Aids on your hand
Split the Atmosphere
Split in Two
I see you there
Your long black hair
Your eyes just stare
Your mind is turning
You know I′ll laugh
I won′t take it back
I′ve seen your eyes
I know what you′re thinking
And one by one
We′ll shoot our guns
We′ll have fun
Don′t ever doubt it
And when I say
"Fare thee well,
My only friend"
Oh how the days go
Oh how the days go
Your setting sun
Your broken drum
Your little drugs
I′ll never forget you
I′ll never forget you
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
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Carrying me to my burying ground
Some need diamonds, some need love
Some need cards, some need luck
Some need dollar bills lining their clothes
All I need is
All I need is
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Taking me for my farewell ride
Some may say this might be your last farewell ride
Some may say this might be your last farewell ride
I don′t see the face of kindness
And I don′t hear the mission bells
I don′t smell the morning roses
All I see is
All I see is
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Carrying me to my burying ground
Some may say this might be your last farewell ride
Some may say this might be your last farewell ride
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Ohhh doo doo hmm
Ohhh doo doo doo doo
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
Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always 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
na na na na na na na na
Looking for a ladder
In the stratosphere
So I can be happy
Let my problems melt away
Running on a plane
With a cigarette
I carry my heart
Like a soldier with a hand grenade
Walking down the aisle
Of the supermarket
Looking for the ??
To carry my senses away
Listen to a voice
On the telephone
Somebody′s calling
Somebody on the way
Looking for a home
In the magazine page
Wages in my pocket
Gonna buy me anything I need
Thought in my brain
Batting an eye
Washing away
???
I′m not scared
′Cause there′s nobody there
Mind is awake
Nothing′s gonna lead me astray
Listen to the voice
On the radio wave
Somebody needs you
Somebody who is
On their way
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
For all that it′s worth
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
That′s why
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!