Junkie Xl

I used to crystal up my dreams as a teen in my bedroom scene,
Playin' the poser,
(...)
Fanatic like l.a. locusts (?),
My quest,
Tempestious,
Euphonimous,
Plannin' bombing scipts,
Turnin' the chips,
Flex statuesque,
Make record sales spread around like acne,
Takin' over like the hover
Uncanny abilities rocking you whigpiece,
Days of playing air guitar,
Now your staring so far,
At crowds,
Open and scoping to a superstar.

Chorus:
Built me up to destroy again,
You healed me once from the void again,
Beyond limits is my action radius
Need your love to feel the poise and stand

Between scylia and charybdis,
Boredom versus debris,
Daily routines make moods vary like parkingmeters,
Feeling hollow like empty bottles,
In pieces like jigsaw puzzles,
Lack of purpose,
Like winos in disillusionment guzzle,
When problems operate like vortex on brain cortex,
Music could be more sex than porno flicks with chicks can pack,
Discontinuity,
Audience see is attraction like a magnet to mic and amp it,
Constantly...

(chorus)

...hey hello...

Last city with the baddest ditties got the crowds giddy,
This kitty got with me,
Swivvy and drippy,
At the after party,
In any land i'm getting more grace than presley,
From legions bigger than hooligans from chelsea,
My voice is considered golden like my dame shirley bassey,
My doses attack like tuberculosis from here to tallahssee,
Adrenaline got me spinning in bed reminiscin' at the marriot,
Never end the night period.

See a glimpse inside the pool, it's hollow,
Come to know a time when he will haunt you.
Snapping at my heals made me live,
Someone take me back to the angel realm, today.

Each step I take the shadows grow longer,
Padded footfalls in the dark I wander.
Come to steal your lifeblood away,
Looking for a beauty that never fades.

Life is hard,
life is short,
pained by law,
like Billy Club.
Scatter, scram,
here's the man,
laws to bend that
hurt like hell.
Zig zag,
check attack,
the joke is back and
hurts like hell.
Hear the call,
run and fall,
taking tolls, that
hurt like hell.
Scatter, scram,
here's the man,
laws to bend that
hurt like hell.
Cautious,
ambitious,
when the richest max to the fullest.
Be the coolest,
Mr. Nuisance.
Motor cruisin',
limo usin',
tax rate abusin',
counterfeit usin',
snake attack,
imposter,
"dealin' with the roster".
Two face
Harvey Dent
cointosser
gets the hunger
with the sensation monger
Guess who stays younger?

Fading out
Holding on the innocent weep
Luck's run out
Left this hole inside of me

Crying out
Screaming down as the echoes within
The cat is out
No more secrets left to keep

The feeling's gone, we've swallowed the sun
One by one the moment has come
The feeling's gone, we've swallowed the sun
And waived goodbye to love again

Staring down
Tears roll down and land at your feet
Broken clouds
A canvas torn for all to see

The feeling's gone, we've swallowed the sun
One by one the moment has come
The feeling's gone, we've swallowed the sun
And waived goodbye to love again

The feeling's gone, we've swallowed the sun
One by one the moment has come
The feeling's gone, we've swallowed the sun
And waived goodbye to love again

Fading out
Holding on

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares Shrine?

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x2)

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x9)

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares Shrine?

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x2)

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x9)

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares Shrine?

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x2)

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x9)

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares Shrine?

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x2)

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x9)

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares Shrine?

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x2)

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x9)

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares Shrine?

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x2)

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x9)

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares Shrine?

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x2)

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

Oh, all your cities lie in dust (x9)

Rages in the city
Saturday night
Take your chance
Boy, do or die
Cuz tomorrow comes
And nothing feels the same
Take your chance
Fool's paradise

Used to be a friend of mine
It's a crusher
Gonna crush ya
I'll just crush ya

No need for confetti bombs or fallus symbols,
to be obnoxious,
outrageous,
but the sound will be very contagious,
like nuclear "fallout" radius.
No need for bands with tight "spandex",
"macho flex",
high voices from larynx,
tight jockstraps
stuffed with socks and walnuts to show sex,
but plain obscure "high-tec"!
Junkie XL will tell
the future in computer hell.
No slacker trendy attitudes
or "boys" that play rude,
or smokers of "SEZ" and weed
to be hardcore with fatigues,
let the perpetrator weep,
that it's the junkie beats that grim reap!
And shuffle the feet,
but all to sleep
in front of their "MTV screen sweep",
yes lost souls are deep
in their trash-cash middle-class heap.

Connecting channel to channel
Communications are rebel
That we're looking for harmony
Like the bass and the treble
Divide it like pebble
Hallucinating battles
But we can't saddle separate the hassling tattle
Hope can strangle, mangled to confused and
Believe with the strength of
Rosicrucians
Searching for human touch
Trust will be loving such
Musical solution
Simple revolution beats and pulses
Our frek will remeness
Questing for better pet
No it sounds really bad
Wageness
We get, the sweat
My only methaphoreman
Let this cats only live for heavier sex
Chemical surfin' and ol' daddy seemed killed
Yesterday struggle success will predict a meat ness
The violent we stand, united we fall
In desperate goals

Don't you know ?
Don't you know ?
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
Legion

From the blasting gunshots
And have nots
Escapism, inefficacious
They'll be with you no wrong or track spots
So blasting yours, blasting ya' away
Seek your better days
Now it's confusing, the matter stay
Shift shifting, shot lifting
Anything the top lifting
Benefit
This is a part, could my drifting
Seek destiny it will find thee slow

Don't you know ?
Don't you know ?
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
Legion

Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy highs and your terrible lows (repeat)
It controls

We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
We are legion
Supported through the collective
Out there, somewhere
Legion

It controls

To play Russian roulette
Do you know how to play Russian roulette?
No, I don't...
You play Russian roulette this way:

I have this pistol
One bullet in chamber
Spin cilinder
Cock the gun
Hold the gun to your head
And pull the trigger

Now you go
Here is the pistol

Uh, what do you say when we do two out of three...

Fall in the bass
Fall in the bass

Fall in the bass
You'll embrace

Fall in the bass
You'll embrace

Fall in the bass
You'll embrace

Fall in the bass
You'll embracing a stay

Fall in the bass
You're embracing a stay
Let's come from eight
When love razorblade

Fall in the bass
You're embracing a stay
Let's come from eight
When love razorblade

Fall in the bass
Fall in the bass
Fall in the bass
Fall in the bass
You're embracing a stay

Fall in the bass
You're embracing a stay
Let's come from eight
When love razorblade

Fall in the bass
You're embracing a stay
Let's come from eight
When love razorblade

Fall in the bass
Fall in the bass
Fall in the bass
Fall in the bass
You're embracing a stay

Fall in the bass
You're embracing a stay
Let's come from eight
When love razorblade (repeat)

Ah, you lose...

run don't break
aiming for the heart
doll headache
this is just the start
of a mad pursuit

chasing down the telephone wire
racing down the road
you can't lose her

try to skip town
(she'll find you)
track you like a hound
(behind you)
recklessly
in pursuit of you

catch you on the fly
(you're easy)
she knows you're her guy
(so safely)
recklessly
in pursuit of you

closing in
see her in the mirror
here it goes again
the object's closer than it appears to be

but a crash
of your getaway car
drive like that
and you won't get too far

try to skip town
(she'll find you)
track you like a hound
(behind you)
recklessly
in pursuit of you

catch you on the fly
(you're easy)
she knows you're her guy
(so safely)
recklessly
in pursuit of you

crash
and burn
this will be your thing
hold you tight
you just lost control
of a mad pursuit

chasing down the telephone wire
racing down the road
you can't lose her

try to skip town
(she'll find you)
track you like a hound
(behind you)
recklessly
in pursuit of you

catch you on the fly
(you're easy)
she knows you're her guy
(so safely)
recklessly
in pursuit of you

Mix it with mine, with yours
if the othordox ways crime
ingnorance tricks the men
sting again
like porcupine
skin complexion
won't give direction
hail to mulatto
italiano
farrago
anything with a twist yo
for the night flows hot like sirocco
mix with all for the ritual.
Win skin like Marlon Brando
in the last tango
now I'm single
in the disco
club schizo
when the disk spins loud colloyuial go.
Juices up
loosen up
let the lust overflows my cup pop.
Mix it with mine, blend it with yours.
Seeking a true force melange.
Never mind
check the signs
intertwine,
cool: melange.
Ascetic aspects get no contact
amatory looks for hot sex,
screaming from your voice box, larynx
o yeah!
Steppin' to a girl that basically is way out of your league
out of reach,
but the peach
makes lips glisten,
blushin' your cheeks,
hold the courage and the guts
aided by Millerquads or Buds
alcohol creates the stud
to strut
in perfect duds
so much for phase one,
it takes one line to flake out son
as you glance
top - bottom, butt
gives the shakes on
shoot the gift
for swift quick linguistic
let libido uplift,
arrange the melody
on the Freud theraphy tip
figure you have potential,
she wetting lips.
It was a test,
now your perfect match
cos' the fire is lit.
Background unknown
but the sex drives the prone
get the conversation on,
and dig out ones skulls to bone.

Start act
human race
glance attrack.
Give a shot
life's a rut
experience in a long shot.
Big strut,
big strut,
big fun,
what you got
they throw some mud
leap strut
move hubbub
something that you can't dodge
dodge, avoid,
umemployed,
how you gonna fill the void?
Void gap it's you that
tries to step,
step by step,
metrolike,
metrolike.
Pep choice,
it's your choice
to make some noise toys
cool boys watch the mind,
voice,
voice tone,
stand alone,
how did I land on this
zone, space
one of these days,
opportunity knocks, go chase
be an ace,
race, craze,
speeds fades nowadays,
feel pissed,
get dismissed,
your favorite wish gets dismissed
tongue twist,
throw a fit
fix a "hit" like the other's did
determine wit,
takes up,
breaks up,
no job is tip top.
Ad men
plan again.
Things get out of hand man.
Oops up behind your head,
can you see who back stabs?
Corporate talk
make's steps
hand clap
money puts you on the right track
nothing is gone last fad
one day long another passed.
Billboard list take a dip,
the record slime he needs a bit,
play hip,
get tripped,
always knew you don't fit,
you know,
I know,
who's foolin who
but you don't go.
Get shoved
feel the heat
someone's gonna take a seat
get cropped get beat
find your ass down on a street
sour mood,
substitute,
maybe he's going for the looth.
All ideas,
see no ears,
tight suit,
fat neck
just peer...
out of here
need just more
a true help to your career
nothing's clear
in the pot,
the man who stirs ownes a lot
all I've got,
battered soul
payed a toll.
So what will unfold?
Ad man plans again,
things get out of hand man!

A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur,
I don't care what is wrong or right,
The earth is bleeding,
and secreting madness,
Petrified, gone dry inside,
The wheels keep turning,
And the clock is pounding,
And there's only more and more,
that I want

And through the things,
you can still feel the sounding,
of the maze, of the place,
where things still matter

Chorus:

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-Man is loving it

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-man is loving it

Consume until you bleed,
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

Fuck.

A loss of feeling,
a sense of numbness,
and it's spinning,
like a top out of sight
Climb out the window,
what the hell do you know?
You don't even seem to put up a fight

Created by me, for me
It's a place called reality
Broken mirrors,
and broken promises made easily

But I just want you to

Chorus

Consume until you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur,
I don't care what is wrong or right,
The earth is bleeding,
and secreting madness,
Petrified, gone dry inside,
The wheels keep turning,
And the clock is pounding,
And there's only more and more,
that I want

And through the things,
you can still feel the sounding,
of the maze, of the place,
where things still matter

Chorus:

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-Man is loving it

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-man is loving it

Consume until you bleed,
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

Fuck.

A loss of feeling,
a sense of numbness,
and it's spinning,
like a top out of sight
Climb out the window,
what the hell do you know?
You don't even seem to put up a fight

Created by me, for me
It's a place called reality
Broken mirrors,
and broken promises made easily

But I just want you to

Chorus

Consume until you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur,
I don't care what is wrong or right,
The earth is bleeding,
and secreting madness,
Petrified, gone dry inside,
The wheels keep turning,
And the clock is pounding,
And there's only more and more,
that I want

And through the things,
you can still feel the sounding,
of the maze, of the place,
where things still matter

Chorus:

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-Man is loving it

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-man is loving it

Consume until you bleed,
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

Fuck.

A loss of feeling,
a sense of numbness,
and it's spinning,
like a top out of sight
Climb out the window,
what the hell do you know?
You don't even seem to put up a fight

Created by me, for me
It's a place called reality
Broken mirrors,
and broken promises made easily

But I just want you to

Chorus

Consume until you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur,
I don't care what is wrong or right,
The earth is bleeding,
and secreting madness,
Petrified, gone dry inside,
The wheels keep turning,
And the clock is pounding,
And there's only more and more,
that I want

And through the things,
you can still feel the sounding,
of the maze, of the place,
where things still matter

Chorus:

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-Man is loving it

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-man is loving it

Consume until you bleed,
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

Fuck.

A loss of feeling,
a sense of numbness,
and it's spinning,
like a top out of sight
Climb out the window,
what the hell do you know?
You don't even seem to put up a fight

Created by me, for me
It's a place called reality
Broken mirrors,
and broken promises made easily

But I just want you to

Chorus

Consume until you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur,
I don't care what is wrong or right,
The earth is bleeding,
and secreting madness,
Petrified, gone dry inside,
The wheels keep turning,
And the clock is pounding,
And there's only more and more,
that I want

And through the things,
you can still feel the sounding,
of the maze, of the place,
where things still matter

Chorus:

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-Man is loving it

Rock more,
Roll more,
Fuck more,
Pac-man is loving it

Consume until you bleed,
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus

Fuck.

A loss of feeling,
a sense of numbness,
and it's spinning,
like a top out of sight
Climb out the window,
what the hell do you know?
You don't even seem to put up a fight

Created by me, for me
It's a place called reality
Broken mirrors,
and broken promises made easily

But I just want you to

Chorus

Consume until you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Chorus