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Green River




Альбом Green River



1986
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I don't believe your revolution's real
I only believe what I can feel
And all I feel is my stomach turning
33 revolutions per minute

Your words dissipate like a cloud of smoke
Rhetoric that fuels pathetic false hope
(?) I turn over in my sleep
33 revolutions per minute

Turn it over, turn it over
Play it again
Turn it over, turn it over
Play it again
33 revolutions per minute

I don't believe your revolution's real
I only believe what I can feel
And all I feel is my stomach turning
33 revolutions per minute

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I feel I'm getting weak at the knees
I bet I'm gettin your disease
Too weak to run, I've lost to much blood
Don't you understand, I've had enough

Coughing up blood
I'm coughing your love
Coughing up blood
I think I've had enough
I've had enough of you

Phonney and trashed, always at my side
Let me go while I can still walk all right
I let you out, but you tear my flesh
How'd I get into such a mess
Leeech

Coughing up blood
I'm coughing your love
Coughing up blood
I think I've had enough
I've had enough of you

No matter how, I think you won't let go
You tell me I am all you ever know
Well, I don't wanna be your everything
So go in search of your missing link
Leeech

Coughing up blood
I'm coughing your love
Coughing up blood
I think I've had enough
I've had enough of you

. . .


There's something about you
I got to understand
There's something inside you
I got to have
There's something inside you
That spawned me
There's something I'm trying to see
I want you to open up and bleed

I rummage through your fiber
Like old ladies at a church bazaar
Keeping everything to myself
Disappeared is
I got

Is this all there is to you?
I could see this
In some big octopus
God, I hope there's more to me then I see inside you
God, I hope there's more to me
Now I gotta take a look

I taste my brain in the back of my mouth
My curiosity told me to kill the cat
Remnants of you slip through my hands
Like so many, so many grains of sand
My slowly drift inward
I feel them turn on myself
My slowly drift inward
Turning on myself


Also appears on Another Pyrrhic Vitory compilation

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As she withered away before my eyes
I guess I contemplate the meaning at her bedside
I was helpless, all I could do was cry
No longer able to hold it to the inside

I thought I was dead when I found her
She saved my life and now she's gone
I thought I was dead when I found her
Where does that leave me now?

I could've died a million times
I'm not sure if I really lived
I'm gonna die at least one more time
I'm still not sure if I've even lived

I thought I was dead when I found her
She saved my life and now she's gone
I thought I was dead when I found her
Where does that leave me now?
Where does that leave me now?

Everywhere I look I see her face
And I can't get her out of my head
Unless you come over to my place
And lie down in my bed
Baby, help me forget
Why don't you help me?
I need your help
Baby, help me forget

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All right now
What is it you expect from me?
How do you want me to be
Why should I even try to live up to your expectations?

The cable snapped long ago
What I feel you never know
The cable snapped long ago
What I feel you never know

I was taught to look up to you but
Something fell along the line
Things didn't go as you had planned
Don't try to hard to understand

The cable snapped long ago
What I feel you never know
The cable snapped long ago
What I feel you never know

What is it that you want?
Huh? Won't you tell me what you're after?
What it is that you want?
What you want you cant get
What is it that you want?
What are you trying to do?
What is it that you want?
Can't you see there's nothing left!?

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