1000 Miles Away
It's morning time, wonder where you are
wonder who you're talking to
wonder if the sun has risen where you are
it's morning time, i miss your hands on my skin
this bed's too big without you
oh god, what do i do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and I'm lying next to you.
The sun shines golden, and I feel like my car
a little run down, a little beat up, maybe just a little green
maybe it's my battery, maybe it's my starter,
maybe my heart's too weak
there's just this feeling, thought I had to get going
got too scary, got too big, got to get out of here
but now i don't know how to get home.
oh god, what do I do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and lying next to you.
Mama says take my vitamins,
daddy says "girl, don't stay out so late"
sister says "there's other fishes in the sea"
but love is not a rational thing, and my heart is beyond advice
no, love is not a rational thing
oh god, what do I do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and lying next to you.
these fields stretch out like patchwork, on my granny's quilt
she used to tell me that
"life is a series of strange and mysterious things
one minute you think you're up, the next you find you're down"
your mind says "girl, you gotta stick around"
but your heart says "I'm too weak in the knees"
oh god, what do I do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and lying next to you.
Adrian
Adrian came home again last summer Things just haven't been the same around here People talk People stare Oh, Adrian, come out and play An unfortunate accident in a canoe Dr. said, 'I'm sorry, not much I can do' The air was so still His eyes did not blink Oh, Adrian, come out and play Little Mary Epperson liked him She vowed always to watch after him Still he did not move Dr. said it's no use Oh, Adrian, come out and play BRIDGE: She sat by his side, watched the years fly by He looked so fragile, he looked so small She wondered why he was still alive at all Everyone in town had that 'I'm so sorry look' They talked in a whispered hush, said 'I'd turn the machines off' But still she sat by his side Said, 'life he won't be denied' Oh Adrian, come out and play Yellow flowers decorate his bedroom Sign above his door says Welcome Home But he just sits and stares He's awake but still not there Oh, Adrian, come out and play BRIDGE And little Mary Apperson grew up lovely She still comes to visit him on Sundays He's like an unused toy He's got big hands but the mind of a little boy Oh, Adrian, come out and play Adrian came home again last summer Things just haven't been the same around here
Amen
You're mothers' child But night lays you down Hair aflame, wild look in your eye Naked belly to the ground A forest fire Nibbles at your veins Crawls up your arm runs away with your mind And burns dry thoughts like leaves Amen Eyes stare up But something's in the way In the Bible only angels have wings And the rest must wait to be saved A dry tongue Scrams at the sky But the wind just breathes words in As a strange bird tries to fly Amen Pieces of us die everyday As though our flesh were hell Such injustice, as children we are told That from God we fell, Where are my angels? Where's my golden one? Where's my hope now that my heros have gone? Some are being beaten Some are being born And some can't tell the difference anymore Amen Hallelujah Hallelujah
Angel Standing By
All through the night I'll be standing over you All through the night I'll be watching over you And through the bad dreams I'll be right there, baby Holding your hand, telling you everything is all right And when you cry I'll be right there Telling you you were never anything less than beautiful So don't you worry I'm your Angel standing by
Cold Song
It's getting cold and I'm starting to sneeze,
I wipe my nose on my sleeve.
I've got the sniffles
I'd better drink my tea.
Oh do you do you wanna wanna catch a cold with me?
I'd catch a cold with you anytime,
I ain't just feverish, I ain't just lyin'
'Cause when your nose is running it's a perfect time for kissing
and hugging.
Oh do you do you wanna wanna catch a cold with me?
We'll stay inside where it's nice and warm
Tell our bosses, we're caught in a sneezing storm.
We'll sniffle and snuggle and watch some more tv.
Oh do you do you wanna wanna catch a cold with me?
I'd catch a cold with you anytime,
I ain't just feverish, I ain't just lyin'
'Cause when your nose is running it's a perfect time for kissing
and hugging.
Oh do you do you wanna wanna catch a cold with me?
Do you do you wanna wanna wanna wanna do you do you wanna
do me yes indeed,
Oh do you do you wanna wanna catch/have a cold with me?
Daddy
My bones are tired, Daddy I don't get enough sleep I don't eat as good as I should, Daddy What's that say about me? Sometimes I sleep past noon, Daddy Drink lots of black coffee and I smoke like a chimney, Yes, I left the refrigerator door half open, Daddy What's that say about me? Sometimes I want to rip out your throat, Daddy For all those things you said that were mean, Gonna make you just as vunerable as I was, Daddy What's that say about me? Sometimes I want to bash in your teeth, Daddy Gonna use your tongue as a stamp Gonna rip your heart out the way you did mine, Daddy Go ahead and psycho-analyse that 'Cause I'm your creation, I'm your love Daddy Grew up to be and do all those sick things you said I'd do Well last night I saw you sneak out your window With your white hood, Daddy What's that say about you? I'm sloppy, what's that say about you? I'm messy, what's that say about you? My bones are tired, Daddy.
Dont
Don't walk too close Don't breathe so soft Don't talk so sweet Don't sing Don't lay oh so near Please, don't let me fall in love with you again Please let me forget all those sweet smiles all of the passion all of the peace, the heat, the pain all those blue skies where your words were my freedom Please, don't let me fall in love with you again Too many times I've cared too much I stood on the edge and saw that you held my hand and knowing too well I couldn't hide from those eyes Please, don't let me fall in love with you again
Emily
Woke up to find
I lost my mind
Lost heart, lost nerve
I lost my favourite word -
Emily
I take my cigarettes
I give 'em a smoke
Oh god
My heart feels froze
I've lost something it seems
I've misplaced my favourite thing -
Emily
Where does love go
If it can't find a home
One moment here then gone
With no forwarding address
Love no longer has a house
Or residence in flesh
Take the keys
I get in the car
To out run this
man I'd have to go real far
Where mercy wears lace
And bottles are thieves
Which of these took you from me?
Emily
I face myself
But there's this draft inside
Parts of me drowned
In perpetual tide
I wanna call names
I wanna throw things around
But no bar can buy
Forgiveness another round for
Emily
I go to the bedroom
Turn on the light
It's like an empty altar
No angel in sight
religion with no temple
No place to take my worship to
No god for my eyes to see
No fruit to lay at the feet of
Emily
Gone
Gone
Flower
She dreams of the country
her eyes go far away.
She wishes for flowers
He says, "Perhaps in May."
The city always was gray
the reflections of his eyes.
And she knows he liked it that way
And that way he shall die, well...
She's always known,
that there was something more.
There's this hunger in her belly
like an instinct it tells her that there's something more.
This living shouldn't be called living
'cause it's really only half a life.
She's a flower that grows despite cement holes
And she will survive, she will survive.
She's a rare breed with violet eyes
and leafy limbs.
In conversations she looks for cracks
to dig her roots deep in.
And her ways come up like daisies,
she pushes her head to the sun.
She says "I am content here to grow
despite the steel frost that consumes everyone."
She's always known,
that there was something more.
There's this hunger in her belly
like an instinct it tells her that there's something more.
This living shouldn't be called living
'cause it's really only half a life.
She's a flower that grows despite cement holes.
And she will survive, she will survive.
In the end these steel cages will consume us
and like coffins ignorance will take us in and
fashion don't mean anything
'cause fashion cannot be our friends.
And when all else fades away
and the city falls into its sleep.
We'll still have flesh, blood, bones and
our soul to deal with so we should
dig our roots deep.
Always known,
that there's something more.
There's this hunger in our bellies
it's like an instinct it tells us that there's something more.
This living shouldn't be called living
'cause it's really only half a life.
She's a flower that grows despite cement holes.
And we will survive, we will survive, we will survive, we will survive.
Foolish Games
You took your coat off and stood in the rain, You were always crazy like that I watched from my window, always felt I was outside looking in on you You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair, You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say besides some comment on the weather Well in case you failed to notice, In case you failed to see, This is my heart bleeding before you, This is me down on my knees CHROUS: These foolish games are tearing me apart You thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking my heart You were always brilliant in the morning Smoking your cigarettes, talking over coffee You philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones As I clumsily strummed my guitar You'd teach me of honest things Things that were daring, things that were clean Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean So I hid my soiled hands behind my back Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else Somebody who gave a damn, Somebody more like myself CHROUS You took off your coat and stood in the rain you were always like that
I'm Sensitive
I was thinking that I might fly today Just to disprove all the things that you say It doesn't take a talent to be mean You words can crush things that are unseen CHROUS: So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive And I'd like to stay that way You always tell me that it's impossible To be respected, and be a girl Why's it gotta be so complicated Why you gotta tell me if I'm hated CHROUS: So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive And I'd like to stay that way I was thinking, that it might do some good If we robbed the cynics and took all their food That way what they believe will have taken place And we can give it people who have some faith CHROUS: So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive And I'd like to stay that way I have this theory, that if we're told we're bad Then that's the only idea we'll ever have But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty Someday we will become what we see 'Cause anyone can start a conflict it's harder yet to disregard it I'd rather see the world from another angle We are everyday angels Be careful with me 'cause I'd like to stay that way
Little Sister
Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So, knocking on his door again last night, said you needed it bad - you know that ain't right Cause you've come to me crying trying to stop, you said it hurts so bad But please don't let you go back for more My little sister is a Zombie in a body with no soul a role she has learned to play in a world today where nothing else matters but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls Not our addictions or afflictions of pain to avoid the same questions we must ask ourselves to get any answers We gotta start feeding our souls have been lost to the millions with lots who feed on addiction selling pills and what's hot I wish I could save her from all their delusions all the confusion of a nation that starves for salvation but clothing is the closest approximation to God and He only knows that drugs are all we know of love Every day we starve while we eat white bread and beer instead of a handshake or hug We spill the pills and sweep them under the rug My little sister is a Zombie in a body with no soul a role she has learned to play in a world tday where nothing else matters but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So's Knockin' on his door again last night Said you needed more
Morning Song
Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep Let the world spin outside our door, you're the only one that I wanna see Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold And stop thinking about what your sister said Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed Come on darlin', let's go back to bed CHROUS: Put the phone machine on hold Leave the dishes in the sink Do not answer the door It's you that I adore - I'm gonna give you some more We'll sit on the front porch, the sun can warm my feet You can drink your coffee with sugar and cream I'll drink my decaf herbal tea Pretend we're perfect strangers and that we never met... My how you remind me of a man I used to sleep with that's a face I'd never forget You can be Henry Miller and I'll be Anais Nin Except this time it'll be even better, We'll stay together in the end Come on darlin', let's go back to bed CHROUS
My Own Private Gods Gift To Women
Would you like to ram your tongue down my throat
Would you like to grab my thighs?
Yes, I have got nice tits
They are the perfect grab me size
I'm just a nice girl
Thought I had everything
Until you flashed me
And I saw what I was missing
I've been saving myself my whole life
For some slimeball like you to come along
I am so desperate
I'll do you and your mom
Chorus:
I get this tiny little boost of adrenaline
When I think about what I'll be giving
My own private god's gift to women
My own private god's gift to women
My own private god's gift to women
Yeah, Yeah
I was just thinking that it'd really turn me on
If some guy would drive by and show me his tongue
I was just thinking that it'd really make my day
If he offered me a place to stay with pay
I'm just a nice girl
Thought I had everything
Until you flashed me
And I saw what I was missing
I've been saving myself my whole life
for some sketcher like you to come along
I am so desperate
I'll do you on the front lawn
Chorus:
I get this tiny little boost of adrenaline
When I think about what I'll be giving
My own private god's gift to women
My own private god's gift to women
My own private god's gift to women
Yeah, Yeah
I was just thinking that it'd be really cool
If I got hit up side the head with a manly tool
That way he could have nothing left to say
And have his way with me all day
I'm just a nice girl
Thought I had everything
Until you flashed me
And I saw what I was missing
I've been saving myself my whole life
For some motherfucker like you to come along
I am so desperate
I am writing you this song
And you're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
Chorus:
I get this tiny little boost of adrenaline
When I think about what I'll be giving
My own private god's gift to women
My own private god's gift to women
My own private god's gift to women
Yeah, Yeah
Near You Always
Please don't say I love you, those words touch me much too deeply and they make my core tremble Don't think you realize the power you have over me And please don't come so close It just makes me want to make you near me always Please don't kiss me so sweet it makes me crave a thousand kisses to follow And please don't touch me like that makes every other embrace seem pale and shallow Please don't look at me like that It just makes me want to make you near me always BRIDGE: Please don't send me flowers they only whisper the sweet things you'd say Don't try to understand me your hands already know too much anyway It just makes me want to make you near me always And when you look into my eyes please know my heart is in your hands It's nothing that I understand, but when in your arms you have complete power over me So be gentle if you please 'cause You hands are in my hair, but my heart is in your teeth And it makes me want to make you near me always I want to be near you always I want to be near you always I want to be near you always
Painters
Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times long ago,
When she used color carelessly, painted his portrait
A thousand times - or maybe just his smile -
And she and her canvas would follow him wherever he would go
'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves
A lovely world
Oil streaked daisies covered the living room wall
He put water colored roses in her hair
He said, "Love, I love you, I want to give you the mountains, the
sunshine,
the sunset too
I want to give you everything as beautiful as you are to me
'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves
A lovely world
So they sat down and made a drawing of their love, an art to live by
They painted every, passion every home, created every beautiful child
in the winter they were weavers of warmth,
in the summer they were carpenters of love
They thought blue prints were too sad so they made them yellow
'Cause they were painters, and they were painting themselves
A lovely world
Until one day the rain fell as thick as black oil
And in her heart she knew something was wrong
She went running
through the orchard screaming,
'No God, don't take him from me!'
But by the time she got there, she feared he already had gone
She got to where he lay, water colored roses in his hands for her
She threw them down screaming, 'Damn you man, don't leave me
with nothing left behind but these cold paintings, these cold portraits
to remind me!'
He said, 'Love I leave, but only a little, try to understand
I put my sould in this life we created with these four hands
Love, I leave, but only a little, this world holds me still
My body may die now, but these paintings are real'
So many seasons came and so many seasons went
and many times she saw he love's face watering the flowers,
talking to the trees and singing to his children,
And when the wind blew, she knew he was listening,
and how he seemed to laugh along, an how he seemed to hold her
when she was crying
'Cause they were painters, and they were painting themselves
A lovely world
Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times long ago,
When she used color carelessly, painted his portrait
A thousand times - or maybe just his smile -
And she and her canvas would follow him wherever he would go
Yes, she and her canvas still follow
Because they are painters and they are painting themselves
A lovely world
Pieces of You
She's an ugly girl, does it make you want to kill her? She's an ugly girl, do you want to kick in her face? She's an ugly girl, she doesn't pose a threat. She's an ugly girl, does that make you feel safe? Ugly girl, ugly girl, do you hate her Cause she's pieces of you? She's a pretty girl, does she make you think nasty thoughts? She's a pretty girl, do you want to tie her down? She's a pretty girl, do you call her a bitch? She's a pretty girl, did she sleep with your whole town? Pretty girl, pretty girl, do you hate her Cause she's pieces of you? You say he's a faggot, does it make you want to hurt him? You say he's a faggot, do you want to bash in his brain? You say he's a faggot, does he make you sick to your stomach? You say he's a faggot, are you afraid you're just the same? Faggot, Faggot, do you hate him Cause he's pieces of you? You say he's a Jew, does it mean that he's tight? You say he's a Jew, do you want to hurt his kids tonight? You say he's a Jew, he'll never wear that funny hat again. You say he's a Jew as though being born were a sin. Oh Jew, oh Jew, do you hate him Cause he's pieces of you?
Race Car Driver
Come on baby, let's get in the car
I'm gonna take you real, real far
I'm gonna paint your mamma's face on the door
You ain't gonna see her anymore
Cuz I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver
They gonna paint a red flame, firebird on front
I will be Evel Kenevil, you can double my stunts
This ain't no Malibu Barbie Corvette
This is a real 350 V-8, fuel-injected engine from a private liner jet
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver
Come on baby, let's get on the road
Let's get on track
And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back
I'm gonna straddle the line
Swear to God it's gonna take you real far
I'm just a real small man in a real big car
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Got studded tires, excuse me if I'm blunt
I've got ribbed rims for her pleasure up front
Got fuzzy dice with a secret door
Full of flavored serums, breath fresheners and more
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver
Anybody ever tell you you look smashing by the dashboard light
Come on baby gonna make you feel alright
We'll take you at high warp speed
It's better than watching Star Trek after you smoked weed
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver
Come on baby, let's get on the road
Let's get on track
And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back
I'm gonna straddle the line
Swear to God it's gonna take you real far
I'm just a real small man in a real big car
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
So come on baby tell me what's your answer, you gonna cross the line
Ah, quit your sniveling, it's no or yes this time
What you're hungry? We'll stop by Mickey D's for a happy meal
Eat a regular hot dog or fantasco on wheels
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver
I can see that you're not impressed
By the way that you are fully dressed
Looks like I'll have to pull out all the stops
I'm a sensitive man of the 90's, sweetheart, who cares for your emotional
being an awful lot
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver
Come on baby, let's get on the road
Let's get on track
And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back
And I will straddle the line
Swear to God it's gonna take you real far
I'm just a real small man in a real big car
And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Yes, I'm gonna be your race car driver
Rocker Girl
I went downtown just to see
if there was a rocker boy made for me.
Tight pants and long brown permed hair.
Preferably zebra striped underwear.
He's gonna rock my world.
Be his rocker girl.
Gonna be his rocker girl.
I love the way that he gives all the guys shiners
'Cause it sort of matches my blue eyeliner.
He's so tough, he's so cute, he's a regular dream.
He looks so good in his acid washed denim jeans.
He's gonna rock my world
Be his rocker girl.
He will know all the good movies.
He'll know just how to rock it to me.
He'll be so romantic and that
he'll know every word to Spinal Tap.
And I'll be his rocker girl... 2 3 4.
If he was Russian, he would be the Kremlin.
If he was a rock star, he would be Led Zeppelin.
If he was a month he would be oh say May or June.
If he was underwear he would be Fruit of the Loom.
He's gonna rock my world
Be his rocker girl.
Gonna be his rocker girl.
Gonna be his rocker girl.
Who Will Save Your Soul
People living their lives for you on TV
They say they're better than you and you agree
Another burger, another hot dog, some fries
A wish in the well, hope your health don't go to hell, well
Another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill
Another cute cheap thrill
You know you love him if you put him in your will
CHROUS:
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy
Who will save your soul if you won't save your own?
We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them
The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue
Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower
Went up to where the homeless had their homes
So we pray to as many gods are there are flowers
But we call religion our friend
We're so worried about saving our souls
Afraid that God will take His toll
That we forget to begin
CHROUS
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
You get social security, but that don't pay your bills
There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
So you bargain with the Devil, say you're o.k. for today,
You say that you love them, take their money and run
Say, it's been swell, sweetheart, but it was just one of those things
Those flings, those strings you've got to cut,
So get out on the streets, girls, and bust your butts.
CHROUS