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Blood from a stone, water from wine.
Born under an ill-placed sign.
A stroke of bad luck, wrong place, wrong time.
This flyer is out of line.
The story is a sad one, told many times.
The story of my life in trying times.
Just add water, stir it in lime.
How the west was won and where it got us.
Ahhhh…
Canary got trapped, the uranium mine.
A stroke of bad luck, now the bird has died.
A marker to mark where my tears run dry
I cross it, bless it, alkali.
The story is a sad one, told many times.
The story of my life in trying times.
Just add water, stir it in lime.
How the west was won and where it got us.
Ahhhh…
I didn't wear glasses cause I thought it might rain.
Now I can't see anything.
I made a mistake, chalked it up to design.
I cracked through time, space, godless and dry.
I point my nose to the northern star,
Watch the decline from a hazy distance.
The story is a sad one, told many times.
The story of my life in trying times.
Just add water, stir it in lime.
How the west was won and where it got us.
Ahhhh…
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I look good in a glass pack
I look good and mean
I look good in metallic sick wraparound blackout tease
I scud along the horizon, I drink some sweet tree tea
I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean
I like being seen
I look good with my drink-eat-no-sleep, take-a-leap longevity
I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973
I'm in deep
My head's on fire and high esteem
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything
Oh, wake-up bomb
Oh, wake-up bomb
Oh, wake-up bomb
Oh, wake-up bomb
My head's on fire in high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything
I had to knock a few buildings over
I make an ugly mess
I had to blow a gasket
Drop transmission
I had to decompress
I had to write the great American novel
I had a neutron bomb
I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21
I wake up (I wake up)
I wake up (I wake up)
I threw up when I saw what I'd done
Oh, wake-up bomb
Oh, wake-up bomb
My head's on fire in high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything
I've had enough, I've seen enough, I had it all, I'm giving up
I won the race, I broke the cup, I drank it all, I spit it up (again)
I've had enough, I've seen enough, I had it all, I'm giving up
I won the race, I broke the cup, I drank it all, I spit it up
Yeah, atomic, Supersonic
What a joke, I'm dumb
See ya, don't wanna be ya
Lunch meat, Pond scum
My head's on fire in high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything, yeah
I'd rather be anywhere doing anything, yeah
I'd rather be anywhere doing anything, yeeeeeaaaaah
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I can't say that I love Jesus
That would be a hollow claim.
He did make some observations
And I'm quoting them today.
"Judge not lest ye be judged."
What a beautiful refrain.
The studio audience disagrees.
Have his lambs all gone astray?
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
"You are lost and disillusioned!"
What an awful thing to say.
I know this show doesn't flatter.
It means nothing to me.
I thought I might help them understand
What an ugly thing to see.
"I am not an animal"
Subtitled under the screen.
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
When I tried to tell my story
They cut me off to take a break.
I sat silent, five commercials
I had nothing left to say
Talk show host was index-carded
All organized and blank
The other guests were scared and hardened
What a sad parade
What a sad parade
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
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I know what I wanted.
I know what I wanted.
I know how I wanted this to be.
You go down to the water,
Drink down of the water,
Walk up off the water,
Leaving me.
This is not my dream, sister
It is cold in heaven.
I'm not sprouting wings.
I'm turning, me.
I'm drowning, me. (yeah)
Brother, can you see those birds?
They don't look to heaven.
They don't need religion,
They can see.
They go down to the water,
Drink down of the water,
Fly up off the water,
Leave it be
This is not my time, sister
It is cold in heaven.
And no one's coming after me.
I'm drowning (breathing ourselves), me. (breathing ourselves)(yeah)
I'm drowning (breathing ourselves), me.
You know I am tired.
Cold and bony tired.
Nothing is going to save me,
I can see.
I can't say I'm fearful.
I can't say I'm not afraid.
I am not resisting,
I can see.
Now I don't need a heaven.
I don't need religion.
I am in the place where I should be.
I am breathing water.
I am breathing water.
You know a body's got to breathe.
I'm drowning (breathing ourselves), me. (breathing ourselves)(yeah)
I'm drowning (breathing ourselves), me.
I'm drowning (breathing ourselves), me. (breathing ourselves)(yeah)
I'm drowning (breathing ourselves), me.
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Look up, what do you see?
All of you and all of me
Fluorescent and starry
Some of them, they surprise
The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.
This letter
Fields of poppies, little pearls
All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed
Each and every one a little scary
I said your name
I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
Dreaming of Maria Callas
Whoever she is
This fame thing, I don't get it
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I can take you far
This star thing, I don't get it
(I'll take you over, there)
(I'll take you over…) Aluminum, tastes like fear
(…there) Adrenaline, it pulls us near
(I'll take you over…)
It tastes like fear
(…there)
(I'll take you over)
Will you live to 83?
Will you ever welcome me?
Will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
Smoke it, drink
Here comes the flood
Anything to thin the blood
These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
Phone, eat it, drink
Just another chink
Cuts and dents, they catch the light
Aluminum, the weakest link
I don't want to disappoint you
I'm not here to anoint you
I would lick your feet
But is that the sickest move?
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow
And who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange?
My loss, and here we go again
(I'll take you over, there)
(I'll take you over,) Aluminum, tastes like fear
(take you there) Adrenaline, it pulls us near
(I’ll take you over…)
It tastes like fear
(…there)
It pulls us near
(I'll take you over)
Look up and what do you see?
All of you and all of me
Fluorescent and starry
Some of them, they surprise
I can't look it in the eyes
Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene
Cherry-flavored neck and collar
I can smell the sorrow on your breath
The sweat, the victory and sorrow
The smell of fear, I got it
(I'll take you over…) Aluminum, tastes like fear
(…there) Adrenaline, it pulls us near
(I'll take you over,) Aluminum, tastes like fear
(take you there) Adrenaline, it pulls us near
(I'll take you over,)
It tastes like fear
(take you there)
It pulls us near
(I'll take you over,)
It tastes like fear
(take you there)
It pulls us near…
(Pulls us near) It tastes like fear
(Tastes like fear) It pulls us near
(Pulls us near) Nearer, nearer
(Over, over) Nearer, nearer
(Over, over, over, over)
(Yeah, look over) I'll take you there
(Oh, yeah) I'll take you there, I'll take you there
(Oh, over) I'll take you there
(Over, let me) I'll take you there
(There) I’ll take you there
(There, there, baby, oooh…)
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Nothing could be bring me closer.
Nothing could be bring me nearer.
Where is the road I follow
To leave it, leave?
It's under, under, under my feet.
The sea spread out there before me.
Where do I go when the land touches sea?
There is my trust in what I believe.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Shifting the dream
Nothing could bring me further from my old friend time.
Shifting the dream
It's charging the scene
I know where I marked the signs.
I suffer the dreams of a world gone mad
I like it like that and I know it
I know it well, ugly and sweet,
A temper man who said believe in his dream.
That's what keeps me
That's what keeps me
That's what keeps me down
I sent it on an airline plane
I sent it off in an airplane
That never left the ground.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
Leave, believe it.
Leave it all behind.
Lift me, lift me,
I’ll dream my dream.
I lost myself in nothing
The heartache calling me
I lost myself in sorrow
I lost myself in pain
I lost myself in gravity
Memory, leave, leave, leave
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Lift my hands, my eyes are still,
I walk into the scene
Shoot myself in a different place
And leave it
I've longed for this to take me,
I've longed for my release
I've waited for the callin'
To leave, leave.
Leave, leave.
Leavin', leavin'
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Just arrived Singapore, San Sebastian, Spain, 26-hour trip.
Salt Lake City, come in spring over the salt flats.
A hailstorm brought you back to me.
Salt Lake City, come in spring over the salt flats.
A hailstorm brought you back to me.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, back.
Departure, Godspeed, bless his heart, good lord.
What a fuck-up, what a fighter.
Free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider,
Hung on the line like a poison spider.
Win a eulogy from William Greider,
Car crash, ptomaine, disposable lighter,
A bus plunge, avalanche, RV, vinegar cider.
Free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, back, back.
Go, go, go, go, yeah.
Go, go, go, go, yeah.
Go, go, go, yeah.
Well, everybody is young forever.
There's so much to tell you, so little time.
I've come a long way since, uh, whatever,
Shit, I still see that word and think of you.
There is so much that I can't do, yeah.
You will be young forever.
There is so much that I can't do.
There is so much that I can't do.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, back, back.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, back, back.
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I move across, innocence lost
All flashing pulsar
I move across the earth in my new pattern shirt
I pass satellites.
"You're so bitter," your complaint
I can't give you anything.
I don't know who you're livin' for
I don't who you are anymore.
I'd sooner chew my leg off,
Than be trapped in this.
How easy you think of all of this as bittersweet me
I couldn't taste it
I'm tired and naked.
I don't know what I'm hungry for
I don't know what I want anymore
I move across, candy floss
I move like a tank
I move across the room
With a heart full of gloom,
I’m stronger than you think.
Oh my peer,
Your veneer is wearing thin and cracking
The surface informs that underneath,
Underneath is lacking.
I'd sooner chew my leg off,
Than be trapped in this.
How easy you think of all of this as bittersweet me
I couldn't taste it.
I'm tired and naked.
I don't know what I'm hungry for.
I don't know what I want anymore.
You move across, innocence lost,
All static and desire,
You're blue in the face from navel gaze,
You set yourself on fire.
You strip down and lay yourself out,
I know you can't fake it,
But are you tired and naked?
Are you tired and naked?
Well, I'd sooner chew my leg off,
Than be trapped in this.
How easy you think of all of this as bittersweet me
I couldn't taste it
I'm tired and naked.
I don't know what I'm hungry for.
I don't know what I want anymore.
I couldn't taste it
I'm tired and naked.
I don't know what I'm hungry for.
I don't know what I want anymore.
I couldn't taste it
I'm tired and naked.
I don't know what I'm hungry for.
I don't know what I want anymore.
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("A speed zone up here too")
I never thought of this as funny
It speaks another world to me
I want to be your Easter bunny
I want to be your Christmas tree.
I'll strip the world that you must live in
Of all its godforsaken greed.
I'll ply the tar out of your feathers.
I'll pluck the thorns out of your feet.
You and me.
You and me.
You and me.
And if I choose your sanctuary
I’ll want to wash you with my hair.
I’ll want to drink of sacred fountains
and find the riches hidden there.
I'll eat the lotus and peyote.
I’ll want to hear the caged bird sing.
I’ll want the secrets of the Temple.
I’ll want the finger with the ring.
You and me.
You and me.
You and me.
And if you make me your religion
I'll give you all the room you need.
I'll be the drawing of your breath.
I'll be the cup if you should bleed.
I'll be the sky above the Ganges
I'll be the vast and stormy sea.
I'll be the lights that guide you inland.
I'll be the visions you will see.
The visions you will see.
You will see.
You will see.
You and me.
You and me.
You and me.
You and me.
You and me.
You and me.
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This is horror movie stuff.
The muffin is peach, you're 'makin' love'.
You mean this opera involves handcuffs?
I lay defeated.
Yeah, sour milk mouth, horseradish sweet.
She's a girl, she's loving me.
Distance is my tendency.
I am defeated.
Have you lost your place? (Go away, go away)
I wore my doormat face. (Go away, go away, go away, go, go, go)
I hung my this or that. (Go away, go away, go away, go away)
I laid my welcome mat. (Go away, go away)
If I'm your oyster, where's the war?
You leave me gasping, tattered and torn.
I know you can't find a fork.
I am just a little acorn.
Well, acorns grow to mighty trees.
You've got sauce, but you don't have knees.
Now look who's asking pretty please.
I lay defeated.
Have you lost your place? (Go away, go away)
I wore my doormat face. (Go away, go away, go away, go, go, go)
I hung my this or that. (Go away, go away, go away, go away)
I laid my welcome mat. (Go away, go away)
Call your bathroom friends around.
I will fake a little frown.
I will be your little clown,
Easily defeated.
Yeah, shut the door and open wide.
Seconal and astroglide.
Fuck with me and traumatize.
Don't you see I love your hide?
All the beauty that's trapped inside.
Can't you see I love your hide?
Can't you see I love your hide?
Can't you see it?
Have you lost your place? (Go away, go away)
I wore my doormat face. (Go away, go away, go away, go, go, go)
I hung my this or that. (Go away, go away, go away, go away)
I laid my welcome mat. (Go away, go away, go away, go, go, go)
I hung my this or that. (Go away, go away, go away, go away)
I laid my welcome mat. (Go away, go away, go away, go, go, go)
Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away
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You're moving through rough waters, motor boy,
And swimming in your sleep.
How could I be so blind, mis-sighted,
Not to see there's something wounded deep.
Anyone could scratch your surface now,
It's all amphetamine
You're blasting yourself into the present
To blur some past indignity, say that,
You say that
You hate it.
You want to re-create it
I've been around, I've been your lover.
I let it go, kill devil hills.
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel.
You're drinking raw adrenal baby,
And dosey dosey doe.
You're eating cartilage, shark-eyes, shark-heart.
All present tense.
Boy, your blood is running cold.
Listen. This is now.
This is here.
This is me.
This is what I wanted you to see.
That was then.
That was that.
That is gone.
That is past.
You cast yourself, cast.
Passed by, thrown down fast.
You say.
You say that
You hate it.
You want to recreate it.
I've played this round, I've played your lover.
I've played it out to the hilt.
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel.
You love it.
You hate it.
You want to re-create it.
Now.
This is here.
This is me.
This is what I wanted you to see.
That was then.
That was that.
That is gone.
That is what
I wanted you to feel.
You love it.
You hate it.
I'm spitting out the bitter pill.
I've been around, I've been your lover
I let it go, kill devil hills.
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel.
I've played this round, I've played your lover.
I've played it out and to the hilt.
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel.
You've played around, you played me lover.
I let it go, kill devil hills.
You're moving so hard, so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel.
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It happened fast, it's over quick.
A little dust and the engine kicks.
Did your hands drift down off the wheel?
A road owl hit your windshield?
An eyelash or a little bit of sleep?
Time stands still.
Just call it now and you're on your way.
Hey
Hey hey
Hey
All the ashtray cities and the freeway drives
Broken casino and waterslides
Eighteen-wheeler, payback dice
Gravity pulls on the power lines.
Jet stream cuts the desert sky,
This land could eat a man alive.
Say you'd leave it all behind.
Hey
Hey hey
Hey
There's a radio tower, it's egging you on.
Back to the place where you never belonged.
Where the people thrive on their own contempt.
Whatever meaning is long gone spent.
If you had to guess or make a bet,
Would you place yourself inside of it?
The mountains yawn.
The clouds let out a sigh.
"Tricked again." Let go.
Hey hey
Hey
Hey hey
Hey
Hey hey
Hey
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Your eyes are burning holes through me.
I'm gasoline. I'm burnin' clean.
Twentieth century go to sleep.
You're Pleistocene.
That is obscene.
That is obscene.
You are the star tonight.
Your sun electric, outta sight.
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight.
Electrolite.
You're outta sight.
If I ever want to fly.
Mulholland Drive.
I am alive.
Hollywood is under me.
I'm Martin Sheen
I'm Steve McQueen
I'm Jimmy Dean
You are the star tonight.
Your sun electric, outta sight.
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight.
Electrolite.
You're outta sight.
If you ever want to fly.
Mulholland Drive.
Up in the sky.
Stand on a cliff and look down there.
Don't be scared.
You are alive.
You are alive.
You are the star tonight.
Your sun electric, outta sight.
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight.
Electrolite.
You're outta sight.
Twentieth century go to sleep.
Really deep.
We won't blink
Your eyes are burning holes through me.
I'm not scared
I'm outta here
I'm not scared
I'm outta here.
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