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Twisted (1995)
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There's people hauling people
Out from under their homes
There's people hauling people
Out through the groaning stones
You can see me tonight,
I'll be shell shocked and white in the cold light of dawn
But I ain't gonna cry just to give some guy
Food for songs

People going hungry,
Stand like a sackfull of bones,
People going hungry, feeding a billion homes
So I put my dead child down, you put your TV on
Well I ain't gonna cry just to give some guy
Food for songs

Yeah, there's people beating people,
To keep the system strong
People beating people, to keep the illusion going
So I'm going to fight every day of my life 'til they're gone
But I ain't gonna die just to give some guy
Food for songs

Yeah, there's people holding people,
Making those wailing sounds,
Yeah, there's people holding people,
Watching them lower me down
So I take my leave and you take what you see
And you make it what you want
But when I see you in hell, I will give you some
Food for songs.

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With all the stuff they sell you night and day
With all the trash they try to trick you with you lie to me
Well I don't need it but I get it anyway
With all the sadness and lunacy,
With all the dispossessed hopeless, you're leaving me
Well I don't want it but it's how it's going to be

Yeah, you can try to save the world
And baby, that's fine
But is it such a hateful crime to start with me?

With all the bad debts and misery
With all the dirty tricks and hypocrites you cheat on me
Well I don't want it but it's all that I can see

With all the discrete obscenities
With all the money freaks and doublespeak you turn away
Well I don't need it, but I guess it's gonna stay

Yeah, you can try to save the world
Well baby, that's fine
But is it such a hateful crime to start with me?

. . .


Hey I'm with you, let me just get you a light
And if we had thought to listen
We might have checked if the weather was right
And I don't mind if you want to drive all day

Hey, it's raining, I should have brought my coat
Sometimes I could sell my soul
Just to sit and watch you smoke
And I don't mind if you want to break my heart

'Cos you can burn paper
You can turn on a wheel
But you can't change later
Here and now just how good we can feel

Hey, stop talking, think I can hear the sea
And did I tell you the sound of the surf
Makes strange things happen to me
And I don't mind if you want to crash the car

'Cos you can turn traitor
You can turn on your heels
But you can't change lady
Here and now just how good we can feel

And hey don't worry, so that black cat's some kind of curse
'Cos if bad times are coming up ahead
Just put us in reverse

I don't want to waste time thinking 'bout here and now
Nothing else matters but what we've got here and now

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So long, hope you dreams come true
Now I've gone i know you're gonna bloom
And did you want me to say I'd die for you

What you wanted I couldn't give
I guess I needed it to live
And did you want me to say I'd die for you

And did you want me to give my heart to you,
Well I wanted to but I wasn't sure who I belonged to

And so long to everything
Now there's only one thing left to do,
I guess I want to prove that I'd die for you
I don't think of you, like I used to do,
I can't figure who, I'm writing this to

And it's OK if you want to say I died for you.

. . .


Tell her not to go
I ain't holding on no more
Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time

Tell her not to cry
I just got scared, that's all
Tell her I'll be by her side, all she has to do is call

Tell her the chips are down
I drank too much and shouted it aloud
Tell her something in my heart
Needs her more than even clowns need the laughter of the crowd

Tell her what was wrong
I sometimes think too much
But say nothing at all
Tell her from this high terrain, I am ready now to fall

Tell her not to go
I ain't holding on no more
Tell her nothing if not this: all I want to do is kiss her

Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time

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How are you going to pass the time of day
In your beautiful empty shell,
When you've shaken the hand of so many sinceroes
You feel like a fake yourself

How do you choose between you and me
When we both feed on being somebody else

So you suck on the juice of youth and use any chemical you can get
You get deeper in debt every step you take on your ladder of lifelessness
Bye bye to the boring times,
Hello to my friend, how you been being somebody else?

Now the troops in you head won't obey what you say
And the mutiny seems to spread
And all you can hear is a voice in your ear and it's telling you that
you're dead

The sun sets in a coffee cup, the moon throws up
The flood flows over the house,
The books start jumping from the shelf
And the clothes horse races itself
Now we're all so busy being somebody else.
roll to me

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Look around your world, pretty baby
Is it everything you'd hoped it'd be?
The wrong guy, the wrong situation
The right time to roll to me
Roll to me

And look into your heart, pretty baby
Is it aching with some nameless need?
Is there something wrong and you can't put your finger on it
Right then, roll to me

And I don't think I have ever seen
A soul so in despair
So if you want to talk the night through
Guess who will be there?

So don't try to deny it, pretty baby
You've been down so long you can hardly see
When the engine's stalled and it won't stop raining, it's the
Right time to roll to me
Roll to me
Roll to me

And I don't think I have ever seen
A soul so in despair
So if you want to talk the night through
Guess who will be there?

So look around your world, pretty baby
Is it everything you'd hoped it'd be?
The wrong guy, the wrong situation
The right time to roll to me
The right time to roll to me
the right time to roll to me

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Well it might not be so important to you now
When the night is young and everyone's around
And the music flows
Through your doped up Disney mind.

But you'll be crying like a baby when it comes
And you will try it anyway you can
To find a place to run, 'cos it ain't no fun
In party town, when loneliness comes crashing down

And you'll be hurting in a way you can't explain
And all those pretty things you love will look so vain
'Cos the laughing crowd is such a hopeless sound
When loneliness comes crashing down

And you might not thing about
Just what happens now as your guests collect their coats.
In an empty house full of ashtray doubts
Your formless future floats

So the bad and beautiful still remain
With their depleted bounty of bad cocaine, we love the house
But we can't quite place the name

And it might not be important to you now,
When the night is young and you are loose and loud
'Cos there ain't no sound in party town
Quite like loneliness crashing down

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There is nobody here tonight, who doesn't dance to the same tune as I
Looking for that special someone new, and hey babe it might as well be you

And as I fumble through my change, the dance floor illuminates
And there you are again
I'm looking for someone to hold on to
And hey, babe, it might as well be you

It might as well be you that I wake up to tomorrow
And it might as well be you that tonight whispers my name
And it might as well be you that I cling to, that I laugh with and sing to
That I kiss good-bye to never see again

And through the fog that love creates the night is filled with all the usual mistakes
they say you're looking lonely babe, and they've been looking too
And hey, they might well be for you

And by the light of cigarettes, we introduce ourselves in a way you don't forget
I'm looking for something and anything will do
So, hey babe, it might as well be you

And if we go home tonight, you might find the very thing
That come the morning light, might well have washed your mind of him
So let me in tonight so we two losers might start to win

It might as well be you that I wake up to tomorrow
And it might as well be you that tonight will call my name
And it might as well be you that I cling to, that I laugh with and sing to
Yeah babe, it might as well be you that reminds me
It was once her here beside me
That I kissed good-bye, to never see again

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With two hundred people in suits all the same
You walk off that last lonely train.

On the half finished buildings only seagulls remain
As you try to think back to the root of this pain

And life ain't worth living without a little love
But a little love is never enough

So some folks are fighting for freedom, but you're just fighting the flab
And therein lies the reason that life is a drag.

So you gaze at the television
As some publicity goons cut loose those useless balloons.

Down in the darkness of your lying little heart
There's a space for you to change
So you can take this world apart.

And these days the morning mirror seems to say to you now,
That you used to be pretty but you're alright now.

And sometimes you find you're dreaming as you're late for work again
Thinking there's not many trees you can see from this train.

Life ain't worth living
Without a little love
But a little love is never enough

. . .


Summer here is over in a million different ways
You look like a dream sometimes, but I don't dream these days
Yesterday the snow fell, by four o'clock it thawed
And last night making love to you, well honey, it was such a fraud

'Cos you can find yourself a lover
You can find yourself a home
You can want no other ever
But it's never too late to be alone

So everything is settled or so we do pretend
From a beautiful beginning babe to a muted kind of end
And our separate possessions are shuffled up on shelves
Like our fingers lock together when we talk about ourselves

You can find yourself one day staring into space
With a suitcase waiting by the door
You can think you've got it made 'til it hits you in the face
That these are not the people you want to be before

Summer here is over, you can feel it in the air
From the down-town shells to the upland hills
The chill is everywhere

. . .


Driving through the long night
Trying to figure who's right and who's wrong
Now the kid has gone
I sit belted up tight
She sucks on a match light, glowing bronze
Steering on

And I might be more a man if I stopped this in its tracks
And said, come on, let's go home
But she's got the wheel,
And I've got nothing except what I have on

When you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

Trying to keep the mood right
Trying to steer the conversation from
The thing we've done
She shuts up the ashtray, I say it's a long way back now, hon
She just yawns

And we might get lost some place
So desolate that no one where we're from would ever come
But she's got the wheel and I've got to deal from now on

When you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

But unless the moon falls tonight
Unless continents collide
Nothing's gonna make me break from her side

'Cos when you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

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