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She's waitin' for me
When I get home from work Oh, but things ain't just the same She turns out the light And cries in the dark Won't answer when I call her name On the stairs I smoke a Cigarette alone Mexican kids are shootin' Fireworks below Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July She gives me her cheek When I want her lips But I don't have the strength to go On the lost side of town In a dark apartment We gave up trying so long ago On the stairs I smoke a Cigarette alone Mexican kids are shootin' Fireworks below Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July What ever happened I Apologize So dry your tears and baby Walk outside, it's the Fourth of July On the stairs I smoke a Cigarette alone Mexican kids are shootin' Fireworks below Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July Hey baby, Baby take a walk outside |
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from X - See How We Are (1987)
There are men lost in jail
Crowded fifty to a room There's too many rats in this cage of the world And the women know their place They sit home and write letters And when they visit once a year Well they both just sit there and stare See how we are Gotta keep bars in between us See how we are We only sing about it once in every twenty years See how we are Oh see how we are Now there are seven kinds of Coke 500 kinds of cigarettes This freedom of choice in the USA drives everybody crazy But in Acapulco Well they don't give a damn About kids selling Chiclets with no shoes on their feet See how we are "Hey man, Whats in it for me?" See how we are We only sing about it once in every twenty years See how we are Oh see how we are Now that highway's coming through So you all gotta move This bottom rung ain't no fun at all No fires and rockhouses and grape-flavored rat poison They are the new trinity For this so-called community See how we are Gotta keep bars on all of our windows See how we are We only sing about it once in every twenty years See how we are Oh see how we are Well this morning the alarm rang at noon And I'm trying to write this letter to you About how much I care and why I just can't be there To draw your bath and comb...and comb your hair Last night in a nightspot Where things aren't so hot My friend said, "I met a boy and I'm in love" I said, "Oh really... What's this one's name?" She said, "His first name is Homeboy" I said "Could his last name be Trouble?" See how we are Ah Homeboy... Isn't that a Mexican name? See how we are We only sing about it once in every twenty years See how we are Oh see how we are Yeah see how we are |
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from X - Under The Big Black Sun (1982)
they can't go to sleep at four
the car is parked outside the door scars of a knife on his arm her husband knows they're together riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love rows of numbered doors behind the car warms up the street is clear and empty and green with lights they talk and never stop moving he's sounding her name in his head she's falling asleep next to his face her sister's getting married today and the saints of Easter smile riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love on the dashboard rides a figurine a powerless sweet forgotten thing so the next time you see a statue of Mary remember my sister was in a car riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love |
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from X - Under The Big Black Sun (1982)
slip around some universal corner like a woman slip around some corner pick up the phone like a woman she must build a fire next to the pay phone heat is the point, smoke on the reciever light up to its universal ringing like a woman picking it up, her heat blinds the night and rises and rises she lets you in on her biggest secret like a woman she wants a man who knows all the right places like a woman washing his feet with her tears she'd dry them with her hair among the undefiled, she's gone wild her sins will sin from behind her like a woman dropping the phone she leaves it dead to the dead men the dead men screaming magdaline i'm so waiting, is there anyone so waiting screaming magdaline she is running
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from X - Under The Big Black Sun (1982)
Now if you love me please don't tease
If I can hold well then let me squeeze My heart goes round and round My love comes tumbling down You leave me ahhhh breathless ahhhh Well I shake all over and you know why I'm sure it's love honey it ain't no lie 'Cause when you call my name I know I burn like wood in flame You leave me so breathless ahhhh Oh baby, you're driving me crazy You're much too much I can not love you enough It's alright, hold me tight When you love me, love me right Come on, baby, now don't be shy This love was meant for you and I Wind, rain, sleet or snow I'm gonna getcha wherever you go You leave me breathless ahhhh Oh baby, you're driving me crazy You're much too much I can not love you enough It's alright, hold me tight When you love me, love me right Come on, baby, now don't be shy This love was meant for you and I Wind, rain, sleet or snow I'm gonna getcha wherever you go You leave me breathless ahhhh |
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
i just heard the sad song by another band sung by another man he gave me the once over twice i said when he said okay so long he hung me with the endless rope i could throw my lipstick and bracelets like gravel and move to alabama i got some more scotch instead then i died a thousand times he hung me with the endless rope then i died a thousand times maybe you don't but i do got a hole in my heart size of my heart size of my heart he hung me with the endless rope i'll see you and i'll raise you off the floor i'll floor you and we'll dance without a band i just heard the sad song hang another man he hung me with the endless rope
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
I play too hard when I ought to go to sleep
Well they pick on me 'cause I really got the beat Some people give me the creeps Every other week I need a new address Landlord, landlord, landlord cleaning up the mess Our whole fucking life is a wreck We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it It's kiss or kill Coca-Cola and a Motorola kitchen Naugahyde and a tie-dyed T-shirt Last night everything broke We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it It's kiss or kill I play too hard when I ought to go to sleep Why do ya pick on me 'cause I really got the beat? Oh some people give me the creeps Every other week I need a new address Landlord, landlord, landlord cleaning up the mess Our whole fucking life is a wreck We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it It's kiss or kill |
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
many many guys and girls all real beauties everybody making a stab they hurt themselves singles rule the world feeding on fresh blood one track eye below the belt all in a line all in a line they're all in a line like adult books i don't understand jackie susann meant it that way clifford shackles jane throws her on the floor she says, no, no, yes and he cuts the chains do plenty people go for tomata yes, but he just goes for that special girl who says, no
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
slip around some universal corner like a woman slip around some corner pick up the phone like a woman she must build a fire next to the pay phone heat is the point, smoke on the reciever light up to its universal ringing like a woman picking it up, her heat blinds the night and rises and rises she lets you in on her biggest secret like a woman she wants a man who knows all the right places like a woman washing his feet with her tears she'd dry them with her hair among the undefiled, she's gone wild her sins will sin from behind her like a woman dropping the phone she leaves it dead to the dead men the dead men screaming magdaline i'm so waiting, is there anyone so waiting screaming magdaline she is running
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
I'm coming over
I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Make the bed up, pull the covers down, spray on(?) the sheets, and fluff up the pillows, and remove them 'cause I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over I'm Madonna on a mattress I'm Madonna on a mattress I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Make the bed up, pull the covers down, spray on(?) the sheets, and fluff up the pillows, and remove them 'cause I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress |
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
baby you look like somebody ooooh to know
like a rose comin out of a photo all your lipstick shows i don't wanna make you cry i don't wanna even try i just wanna say I'm mad at you it's who you know oh you can talk to me make my life complete when i think of the ways i can use you get me off the streets then we spend the night in bed and i can't loose my head even in lovin it's who you know |
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
let's not talk about bombs and the brain impulses of severed limbs you will always subtract your arms from my arms someone always interupts us when we talk so i'm gonna draw this evening's line before my wash hangs on it for everyone to see it's very bad luck to draw the line on the night before the worlds ends we can draw the line some other time this midnight i will turn into a beer i will dream of you between nightmares and wars and toss and turn ain't you gonna take me for a ride drink and drive down to the l.a. river bed i'll make no mistakes and i'll behave
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
she's blonde she came along the sidewalk leave a trail of blue and black up to you fighting back steel chains a noose of charms on our necks i find nothing when we talk and sit blue heart passion and watch the set easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away a cheaters walk down the block behind this evil street she's a white girl i'm living with a white girl nineteen missing her man for an old girl drain every beer left over at home and listen to ghosts in the other room why not you're alone inside his keeping i'll replace your drunk old man sit in the parking lot and hold your hand easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away drugged and in love out at a club pulling me outside
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
i'll go somewhere else i'll move to the couch it's darker in the dark it's darker in the day i forgot you were a liar now it's five to twelve shut up and smoke and i'll go somewhere else no more orange nightgowns one o'clock and then it ends this is no place to be addicted to another place never get to go don't you want me to make it i took as long as you took you take alot from me i forgot you were a thief i want to be like her instead i stay nowhere marked down in the basement lousy at the bottom a life of intermission
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
man on the bus screaming about presley man on the bus screaming about presley all tied up got a knot in his hands he says 'presley sucked on doggie dicks i'm the king of rock 'n roll if you don't like it you can lump it you gotta get me back to the base you gotta get me back to the base presleys been dead the body means nothing man in the back says presley sucked dicks with a picture of lil stevie over his head i'm in the back with a hole in my throat man on the bus screaming about presley rips a newspaper up in his hands helicopter shoots down a military spot everybody runs from screaming about presley
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
make out when you passed out on the sofa kissing any little child that comes along i'm gonna leave on the record too loud for you to hear me spreading technicolor blood i hate it i love you i hate that i need to know what you do when our love passed out on the couch you're fateful i'm hateful and i ruin any kind of fun you have in mind like make out when you pass out on the sofa kissing any little child who comes along
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from X - Wild Gift (1981)
year on little babies
year one on their tvs no a.d. b.c. a.d. patriotic people sleep in washington d.c. waiting waiting waiting they don't feel a thing no dolls no debutantes no desperate living class no roman catholic mass no magazines no t.v. no r.c.a. no g.e. year one in our history year one in society they're waiting for the son for any son to come year one you're on i'm one |
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from X - Rhino Hi-Five: X (2006)
Someone clean to chew on a wife that no one likes
He called and they said all of new york Is a tow-away zone He paid sixty dollars on 12th street today And now all my money's gone You don't have to answer me You don't have to call me back Your phones off the hook, But you're not You hate my older sister and burglarize her home Your dirty invitation waits run over on my street I don't care who you don't like You don't have to answer me You don't have to answer me You don't have to call me back Your phones off the hook, But you're not Someone clean to chew on a wife that no one likes He called and they said all of new york Is a tow-away zone He paid sixty dollars on 12th street today And now all my money's gone You don't have to answer me You don't have to call me back Your phones off the hook, But you're not |
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from X - Rhino Hi-Five: X (2006)
She's waitin' for me
When I get home from work Oh, but things ain't just the same She turns out the light And cries in the dark Won't answer when I call her name On the stairs I smoke a Cigarette alone Mexican kids are shootin' Fireworks below Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July She gives me her cheek When I want her lips But I don't have the strength to go On the lost side of town In a dark apartment We gave up trying so long ago On the stairs I smoke a Cigarette alone Mexican kids are shootin' Fireworks below Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July What ever happened I Apologize So dry your tears and baby Walk outside, it's the Fourth of July On the stairs I smoke a Cigarette alone Mexican kids are shootin' Fireworks below Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July Hey baby, Baby take a walk outside |
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from X - Rhino Hi-Five: X (2006)
i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate i see the gutter feed on the foolish outrun and kill the strong at daybreak i roam awake to who follows me i roam i roam i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate welcome to the dripping jaws the alter of your death at daybreak i roam ready to tear up the world i roam i roam the hungry wolf stares from the hill at the villagers around the fire she loves her mate as he loves her and they live together for life i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate look across the street, my friend we're waiting for you to slow down at daybreak i roam eyes in the back of my head i roam i roam
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from X - Rhino Hi-Five: X (2006)
drive by my house late at night
you can see from the freeway above no silhouette, but a light left on burning there for love smoke is rising from the fire coming out my back door i'm inside, sound asleep cigarette on the floor burning there for love well i can still remember a couple of years ago when the smoke and flame called my name it was a burning house of love that rusty nail over our front door is where i hung our tears in the rain i threw that horseshoe into the weeds to see what luck can bring cause you're in your bed, i'm in mine on either side of town i think i might take a ride and burn your love house down like a burning house of love |
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from X - Rhino Hi-Five: X (2006)
she's blonde she came along the sidewalk leave a trail of blue and black up to you fighting back steel chains a noose of charms on our necks i find nothing when we talk and sit blue heart passion and watch the set easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away a cheaters walk down the block behind this evil street she's a white girl i'm living with a white girl nineteen missing her man for an old girl drain every beer left over at home and listen to ghosts in the other room why not you're alone inside his keeping i'll replace your drunk old man sit in the parking lot and hold your hand easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away drugged and in love out at a club pulling me outside
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
"Honest to goodness
The bars weren't open this morning They must have been voting for a new president or something Do you have a quarter?" I said yes because I did, "Honest to goodness The tears have been falling All over the country's face." It was better before Before they voted for what's-his-name This was supposed to be the new world Flint, Ford, Auto, Mobile, Alabama, Windshield wipers, Buffalo, New York, Gary, Indiana Don't forget the Motor City This was supposed to be the new world All we need is money Just give us what you can spare Twenty or thirty pounds of potatoes Or 20 or 30 beers A turkey on Thanksgiving Like alms for the poor All we need are the necessities and more It was better before before they voted for what's-his-name This was supposed to be the new world Don't forget the Motor City This was supposed to be the new world (REPEAT) |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
This room has emptied out
It's time to wash your face and throw away your food Leave your sister home and come with us It' not dark enough, not yet Louder than hell will be We'll love the black night Falling with every unfamiliar scene We're having much more fun You don't know where we've gone We're having much more fun We'll crawl through your backyard And whack your yappin' dog We'e having much more fun Los Angeles treats everyone Like a drunk in bed Washing dirty bums with rain Like dishes on the floor Four AM We couldn't care less where we left home See our shadow long and sweaty We shall run next fall We're having much more fun The black and white hotel Has a stripper club on the bottom floor "A great place to bring wife Girlfriend or an out of town guest" In the hallways upstairs Everyone hangs out the doors And the silhouettes act obscene Across from where we stay We're having much more fun You don't know where we've gone We'll crawl through your backyard And whack your yappin' dog And whack your yappin' dog And whack your yappin' dog We're having much more fun |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
True love, true love, true love
True love is the devil's crowbar Pulled out, pulled apart, torn apart By finding out that loneliness Then you find someone who has to stay away And it pulls apart your wishbone But you get to wish Lonliness is never the same again It becomes true love True love... Is the devil's crowbar He uses it to pry you out of your car And into the arms of... The devil drives a Buick And he sits inside and eats lunch And sticks his pitchfork through the trunk And into her hair And he pulls out true love True love... Is the devil's crowbar |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
You sat at home
The windows tinted black It hits you hard And you cried so long Life turned and wandered Never to come back again Takes what she gives You don't feel sorry for her When you fell out of the Starlight Inn You were too hurt to walk Too bad to begin I looked at the sign But I couldn't feel sad for you Takes what she gives You don't cry when you kiss her Poor little girl ran away from home I try to explain why she won't say a thing Sad, sad thing I'm so far away now How can I say why she won't talk at all She holds the deck of cards She wants to be alone "I'll be very ill And I tried waking up Now I want to be alone" When you ran out of Pete's Hotel You didn't look so good And you didn't feel so well "Hold me tight" But I couldn't get it right Takes what she gives you... Poor little girl... She holds a deck of cards She wants to be alone She still drinks in the dark The radio is left on late She saw a madman fight and break it all 'Cause she hated himself And she felt better off 'Cause she was only drunk |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
I've seen a lot of people with plenty of guts
They say, "Make my music new and loud and rough Give it a beat or give it a twang In a dark sweaty club, it's the same damn thing" Bang, bang, make the music go bang Brilliant, shinning and nasty Bang, bang, make the music go bang Let me hear the guitar sound like a train Bang, bang, let the music go bang You can't drive around and hear your favorite song So you tape it live if you can get inside when it comes along I can't understand people who bitch and whine Let's drink a beer from a paper bag while we got time Bang, bang, make the music go bang Brilliant, shinning and nasty Bang, bang, make the music go bang Let me hear the guitar sound like a train Bang, bang, make the music go bang Bang, bang, make the music go bang |
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Now if you love me please don't tease
If I can hold well then let me squeeze My heart goes round and round My love comes tumbling down You leave me ahhhh breathless ahhhh Well I shake all over and you know why I'm sure it's love honey it ain't no lie 'Cause when you call my name I know I burn like wood in flame You leave me so breathless ahhhh Oh baby, you're driving me crazy You're much too much I can not love you enough It's alright, hold me tight When you love me, love me right Come on, baby, now don't be shy This love was meant for you and I Wind, rain, sleet or snow I'm gonna getcha wherever you go You leave me breathless ahhhh Oh baby, you're driving me crazy You're much too much I can not love you enough It's alright, hold me tight When you love me, love me right Come on, baby, now don't be shy This love was meant for you and I Wind, rain, sleet or snow I'm gonna getcha wherever you go You leave me breathless ahhhh |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
The facts we hate
We'll never meet Walking down the road Everybody yelling, "Hurry up, hurry up!" But I'm waiting for you I must go slow I must not think bad thoughts When is this world coming to? Both sides are right But both sides murder I give up Why can't they? I must not think bad thoughts The civil wars and the uncivilized wars Conflagrations leap out of every poor furnace The food cooks poorly and everyone goes hungry From then on, it's dog eat dog, dog eat body and body eat dog I cant go down there I cant understand it I'm a no good coward An american, too A North American, that is Not a South or a Central or a Native American Oh, I must not think bad thoughts I'm guilty of murder of innocent men Innocent women, innocent children, thousands of them My planes, my guns, my money, my soul, My blood on my hands, it's all my fault I must not think bad thoughts I must not think bad thoughts The facts we hate You'll never hear us I hear the radio is finally gonna play new music You know, the British invasion But what about The Minutemen, Fleasheaters, DOA, Big Boys and The Black Flag? Will the last American band to get played on the radio please bring the flag? Please bring the flag! Glitter-disco-synthesizer night school All this noble savage drum drum drum Astronauts go back in time To hang out with the cave people It's about time It's about space It's about some people in the strangest places Woody Guthrie sang about b-e-e-t-s not b-e-a-t-s I must not think bad thoughts I must not think bad thoughts The facts we hate |
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She won't get out of bed and shake her snakey hair
Grab her, throw her in the tub She says, "Coffee and a piece of pie" She never wears a dress on Sunday or any Monday afternoon This is no goddamn country to wander alone Devil doll, devil doll Rags and bones and battered shoes Devil doll, devil doll People turn their heads She scares little kids Eyes narrow, jaw is set She'll fix you with a stare She keeps her body hidden Lets her eyes make her bid I'd wrap her up in a bullet and shoot her around the world Devil doll, devil doll Rags and bones and battered shoes Devil doll, devil doll Devil doll, devil doll |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
The bartender's eyes are full of pity
As he tells her, "You're alone, and it's 2:30 All the chairs are on the tables, and it's time to close" She said, "A minute ago, they were staring at me. Where the hell did they go?" Then she went out to paint the town Roses are red, violence is too Everyone knows I'm painting the town blue "You look funny when you cry," were his last words Before he laughed and said goodbye, she flipped a finger And so she picked her shoes up, picked up her feet And let them walk, hand in hand, down the dirty hallway Then she went out to paint the town Roses are red, violence is too Everyone knows I'm painting the town blue Was she beat? Did she suffer from a working hand? She always hated his hacking cough early in the morning She walked to the Greyhound to take a little ride He could look in the corner of every town, but he won't find her 'Cause she went out to paint the town Roses are red, violence is too Everyone knows I'm painting the town blue |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
I'm the man who wakes up in the middle of every night
My legs are steaming with rain beneath the cool, cool trees The minute I touch you... It ain't fair I wanna be close to warm this awful home Through the middle of me The whole world loves a sad song That they don't have to sing We hide in the hot house Loaded with thrills Second only to none Here in this hot house We sit and sing and rant and rave In our lovely hot house Closed my eyes Walking to the store Found our mattress Beside those old deadly trakes We slept for a week Cinders on the sheets You went away and called and said You had to stay another day The whole world loves a sad song That they don't have to sing We hide in the hot house... |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
its the drunk in my past
shuffling by like a train sounds on its track like a ride like a ride that don't last swears each drink is the last tells the same lie each night and breaks every promise til she makes me go crazy shes gonna drive me to drinking theres a drunk in my past the one who let me down who wasnt around when they were needed theres a drunk in my past who swears each drink is the last thought i give me another chance theres a dunk in my path each i go past my house while trying to find my way home my door way is blocked by doomsday for certain if your own key don't fit you know its curtains oh well never a dull moment never a moment passes when someone dull don't pass me by i love her like a sister that drunk that girl why i wish her all the best that's all that's left cause she took the rest one heck of a past |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
She wore blue
Her bad luck blue shoes He wore green for go They went out anyway She and their car wore black Through the red light "Stop, I forgot all my memories" I see red when I see you Fan belts break at 3am I get mad Drinks get spilled At 5 past 2 I don't feel sad But then I see you And I see red I can't look down Or I might fall on you I might follow In your footsteps I see a showdown At sundown What's the lowdown? I had to hunt you up I see red... He sees the sun come up And she needs rest Here it comes A-creepin' so close to the bed "Good morning darkness I see your shining face" She's always thinking About the facts of life I see red when I see you Fan belts break at 3am I get mad Drinks get spilled At 5 past 2 I don't feel sad But then I see you And I see red |
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from X - More Fun In The New World (1987)
True love, true love, true love
True love is the devil's crowbar Pulled out, pulled apart, torn apart By finding out that loneliness Then you find someone who has to stay away And it pulls apart your wishbone But you get to wish Lonliness is never the same again It becomes true love True love... Is the devil's crowbar He uses it to pry you out of your car And into the arms of... The devil drives a Buick And he sits inside and eats lunch And sticks his pitchfork through the trunk And into her hair And he pulls out true love True love... Is the devil's crowbar |
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
drive by my house late at night
you can see from the freeway above no silhouette, but a light left on burning there for love smoke is rising from the fire coming out my back door i'm inside, sound asleep cigarette on the floor burning there for love well i can still remember a couple of years ago when the smoke and flame called my name it was a burning house of love that rusty nail over our front door is where i hung our tears in the rain i threw that horseshoe into the weeds to see what luck can bring cause you're in your bed, i'm in mine on either side of town i think i might take a ride and burn your love house down like a burning house of love |
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
I was with you when you wrote it
And I liked it better then Back when I thought you were mine And sang all your songs for me I liked this song when you were mine And i liked it better then The people in here They don't know that tonight I'm one of them Here's to you, and your voice on the juke box Here's to you I'm dancin' at the love shack Shakin' it down at the love shack Payin' for being a fool like that At this run down place they call the love shack Now the damn country loves you Your voice belongs to them They bought it for a quarter, and they sing along for a beer So just one more boys, whaddya say? One more if you please... and I might find a reason why you don't belong to me You can sing your song, boy, cause you sing it good Raise your glass to me When you're out on the road 'Cause tonight I paid my quarter And that still makes you mine Once I said that, but now I'm shakin' at the love shack Here's to you, and your voice on the juke box Here's to you I'm dancin' at the love shack. shakin' it down at the love shack Payin' for being a fool like that At this run down place they call the love shack |
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
a woman built like you, was built to serve my needs. carve intials on my back, wrap your arms around me. with your lovin' please, you're as good. i hurt you so...i gotta go. i wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance. you got red-rock too short, a gold-mine where they meet. long-fired arms, and a treasure chest where they meet. hold my hair and arch your back and scream. i hurt you so...i gotta go. i wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance. my soul cries your name over and over again. my soul cries your name over and over again. suck my heart into your haze, turn it into sex. front seat of my car, you were better than my bed. flames on your chest, hell's open gate. i hurt you so...i gotta go. i wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance. my soul cries your name over and over again. my soul cries your name over and over again.
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
my goodness... just left to make room for you. oh, my goodness... sure knows what it wants to do. my goodness...i go bad at the drop of a heart. my goodness always stops when my trouble starts. ain't nothing bad about me... i got all my feeling tamed. i've been a faithful, honest woman, and he knows my love won't change. but none of you have seen my as this past of mine stops by, in the form of a handsome stranger i've loved since '75. my goodness... just left to make room for you. oh, my goodness... sure knows what it wants to do. my goodness...i go bad at the drop of a heart. my goodness always stops when my trouble starts. my goodness is strong, and it's stronger laying down. he's only here to love me and he'll leave this town. very bad thoughts i'm thinkin' today, i can't keep my mind out of the gutter, not even to save my soul. i take a drink and lose control. you buy a bottle 'round my door, she goes out the window. my goodness...
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
on the golden road... someone carved our initials in the stone. i dreamed of curly blackhair... when you were there. our first rendevous... was in the devil's workshop come true. this was dirty, dark no-place... for a beautiful face. so why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart? and even i was a winner... even was if it was for a little while. you cut me and smile. while my so-called friends... quickly turned into strangers. you're the one that i love. so why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart? you don't even know me... anyway, i'm all torn up from yesterday. so why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart? you don't even know me... anyway, i'm all screwed up from yesterday. so why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart? why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart?
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
downtown germany... yeah, people there fucked with me! downtown hollywood... i'd shoot 'em down if i could! what's wrong with me?... what's wrong with me? it ain't none of you god-damned business! you know, downtown birmingham?... yeah, we still get the upper hand! downtown paris, france... they only give us half a chance! what's wrong with me?... what's wrong with me? it ain't none of you god-damned business! downtown nyc... hmmm...funny how dem people be! downtown baltimore... is crowded with pimps and whores! what's wrong with me?... what's wrong with me? it ain't none of you god-damned business! downtown nashville... poor man's poppin' pills! downtown reimenes... we're put of gas by the sea! what's wrong with me?... what's wrong with me? it ain't none of you god-damned business! "what's that on your shoulder?" "what?" "that on your shoulder?" "that's my head!" "uh, is that the root of all your problems?" "no." "then what is your problem?" "what? well i wouldn't say i've got what you call a chip on my shoulder, there's just some people that i can't get along with. i mean i've tried...and then i've really tried." "yeah!" "and it never seems to work out, honey!" "well, what are we going to say to these people?" "there's a big, ugly city out there!" "you wanna see it?" "yeah i wanna see it!" "well then look through my eyes and you can see it!" what's wrong with me?... what's wrong with me? it ain't none of you god-damned business!
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i've been havin' trouble puttin' my cigarettes out. and i've been having trouble with her. so i shut up...or talk too loud. the cigarettes smolder and smell, but they light up the room. so many times i think of romance, but i think i should leave you alone. when i get home... i'm gonna hang that picture where it' supposed to be. then i think i'll get up... and watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. i wish i wasn't grown-up, so i could cry myself to sleep. and i'd like to follow you home, but it's awful hard on the bus. everybody's got the right to wrong. they come home and say "i'm sorry...". but i'm gone for 6 months at a time, and you're tired of the reason why. when i grow up... i'm gonna make something out of myself. then i think i'll get up... and watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. when the sun goes down.
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
little honey, won't you come over here? little honey, we gotta get something clear. little honey, i promise i won't get mad, if you tell me about a boyfriend that you had. who lied last night... who made you mad... left you cryin' by the side of the road. left you cryin' to hitchhike home alone, all alone. little honey, are you goin' out tonight? little honey, i don't want to start a fight. little honey, if you don't answer me soon... you'll come home tomorrow to an empty room. with a light left on, the door open wide. window broken and pictures smashed, window broken and our bed covered in trash, all with trash. i ain't lookin' for fight... little honey, are you goin' out tonight? little honey, won't you please come over here? little honey, won't you please bring me a beer? little honey, i promise i won't get mad, if you tell me about a boyfriend that you had. 'cause you know i care, but what can i do? sit here waitin' by the side of the road, sit here waitin' till you come home alone, all alone. i ain't lookin' for fight... little honey, are you goin' out tonight?
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from X - Ain't Love Grande (1987)
i went to see the sun at 6 o'clock... but i guess i stayed in bed too long. because it was night and that sun was goin' down. it was still awfully bright. he's bright and shiny as a brand new penny, and he's bad and hot as a hemie. i heard the skid when he arrived... so i slid to a stop at his feet. it was 6 o'clock on highway 5, so we stayed off the street. he's bright and shiny like a brand new penny, and he's bad and hot as a hemie. supercharged in my parking garage, he's big...he's bad...he's crazy. supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage. when we woke up the sun said 6 o'clock, so i guess we stayed in bed to long. 'cause it was night and that sun was goin' down. but it was still awfully bright. he's bright and shiny as a brand new penny, and he's bad and hot as a hemie. supercharged in my parking garage... he's so big...he's bad...so bad...so crazy. supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage... he's so big...he's bad...bad...bad...bad..bad...so bad...he's crazy! supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage.
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
She had to leave
Los Angeles All her toys go around in black And her boys had too She started to hate every nigger and Jew Every Mexican that gave her lotta shit Every homosexual and the idle rich (Idle rich) She had to get out (Get out) Get out (Get out) Get out (Get out) Get out (Get out) She gets confused Flying over the dateline Her hands turn red 'Cause the days change to night Change in an instant The days change to night Change in an instant She had to leave Los Angeles She found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friend She bought a clock on Hollywood Boulevard the day she left It felt sad It felt sad It felt sad She had to get out (Get out) Get out (Get out) Get out (Get out) Get out (Get out) She gets confused Flying over the dateline Her hands turn red 'Cause the days change to night Change in an instant The days change to night Change in an instant The days change to night Change in an instant |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
year on little babies
year one on their tvs no a.d. b.c. a.d. patriotic people sleep in washington d.c. waiting waiting waiting they don't feel a thing no dolls no debutantes no desperate living class no roman catholic mass no magazines no t.v. no r.c.a. no g.e. year one in our history year one in society they're waiting for the son for any son to come year one you're on i'm one |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
I play too hard when I ought to go to sleep
Well they pick on me 'cause I really got the beat Some people give me the creeps Every other week I need a new address Landlord, landlord, landlord cleaning up the mess Our whole fucking life is a wreck We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it It's kiss or kill Coca-Cola and a Motorola kitchen Naugahyde and a tie-dyed T-shirt Last night everything broke We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it It's kiss or kill I play too hard when I ought to go to sleep Why do ya pick on me 'cause I really got the beat? Oh some people give me the creeps Every other week I need a new address Landlord, landlord, landlord cleaning up the mess Our whole fucking life is a wreck We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it We're desperate, get used to it It's kiss or kill |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
man on the bus screaming about presley man on the bus screaming about presley all tied up got a knot in his hands he says 'presley sucked on doggie dicks i'm the king of rock 'n roll if you don't like it you can lump it you gotta get me back to the base you gotta get me back to the base presleys been dead the body means nothing man in the back says presley sucked dicks with a picture of lil stevie over his head i'm in the back with a hole in my throat man on the bus screaming about presley rips a newspaper up in his hands helicopter shoots down a military spot everybody runs from screaming about presley
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
Blue spark
He waits in a beach apartment Blue spark Thousands of lights, thousands of people She's forgotten him for the bodies around her Blue shock, exchange Blue shock, exchange Blue spark What goes between the eyes downtown Blue spark Oh, loudspeakers and search lights the boulevard She comes home later just to give him Blue shock, exchange Blue shock, exchange Blue spark Blue spark Blue spark |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
let's not talk about bombs and the brain impulses of severed limbs you will always subtract your arms from my arms someone always interupts us when we talk so i'm gonna draw this evening's line before my wash hangs on it for everyone to see it's very bad luck to draw the line on the night before the worlds ends we can draw the line some other time this midnight i will turn into a beer i will dream of you between nightmares and wars and toss and turn ain't you gonna take me for a ride drink and drive down to the l.a. river bed i'll make no mistakes and i'll behave
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
you started out that way
you'd do anything to stay and keep your money boys made of silver and gold and keep your pekinese, turkish cigarettes and your lighter that looks like a gun so you marry your daddy with a different name that's sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society that pretty man of yours the one hiding inside the director's clothes the one who calls you dear after banging away at you in the night that one's just got to go every time you look at him you could almost fall asleep and there's a masturbating getting underneath your belt that's sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society and now you tell the maid to burn you on your virgin back with a curling iron hotter than hot you say it's good enough you say it's good enough you say it's good enough you say your pain is better than any kind of love that's sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society sex and dying in high society |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
put the doorknob on my side if you don't mind i don't care put the doorknob on my side it's self-locking give me your key i go to bed soggy and forgetful hopefully not waking up so fitfully i like coffee and i like tea i like a pretty boy and he likes me put the doorknob on my side it's self-locking give me your key i go to bed soggy and forgetful hopefully not waking up so fitfully motels do that with rubber sheets so i can't sleep staring at my sheets or crying on my sheets or bleeding on the same put the doorknob on my side if you don't mind i don't care a motel room in my bed put both door knobs on my side
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i just heard the sad song by another band sung by another man he gave me the once over twice i said when he said okay so long he hung me with the endless rope i could throw my lipstick and bracelets like gravel and move to alabama i got some more scotch instead then i died a thousand times he hung me with the endless rope then i died a thousand times maybe you don't but i do got a hole in my heart size of my heart size of my heart he hung me with the endless rope i'll see you and i'll raise you off the floor i'll floor you and we'll dance without a band i just heard the sad song hang another man he hung me with the endless rope
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
i am a black and white ghost in a black and invisible dress oh what a mess i'm in what kind of fool am i i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new at night i get drunk and fly around in the day i dream and lay around i drink and smoke your brand and drink i am drunk over you i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new i am the ghost of all my dreams to me it's all pretend i pretend i'm alive or just not dead i will die for you i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new my nights are numbered they don't count for nothing i'm not a fool, i'm just a bride and i'm just no good inside i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
a hundred lives are shoved inside
guests arrive to dump their mess obedient host and visiting wife come outta the bedroom straightening clothes in this house that i call home nobody knows the party rules gotta get in but there's no room in this house that i call home beautiful walls are closing in looking at you you're having a nightmare stumble over tombstone shoes but it's too soon i finally look in your sweet eyes and somebody comes with a bottle of beer after he leaves i turn for a kiss and see the lady next door she's naked in the street |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
well, the clock says it's time to close now
i guess i'd better go now i wouldn't wanna stay here all day the cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes street lights share their hollow glow your brain seems bruised with numb surprise still one place to go still one place to go let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen warm my mind near your gentle stove turn me out and i'll wander, baby stumbling in the neon groves your fingers speak with bitterness speak in secret alphabets you light another cigarette learn to forget learn to forget learn to forget learn to forget |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
slip around some universal corner like a woman slip around some corner pick up the phone like a woman she must build a fire next to the pay phone heat is the point, smoke on the reciever light up to its universal ringing like a woman picking it up, her heat blinds the night and rises and rises she lets you in on her biggest secret like a woman she wants a man who knows all the right places like a woman washing his feet with her tears she'd dry them with her hair among the undefiled, she's gone wild her sins will sin from behind her like a woman dropping the phone she leaves it dead to the dead men the dead men screaming magdaline i'm so waiting, is there anyone so waiting screaming magdaline she is running
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men of flesh hitch a ride shorts and tans and greasy thighs at night drive into slimy bars and piss it out on our front yards they're looking in our window now real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape she takes st paddy's day, old irish man shamrocks painted on his face mumbles warnings from ireland in the back i sense a fight and that old man has done his deed real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape he takes this stage i'm on gets repossesed by vigilantes acting bored the mindless fan wants my dress and i can't tell which one is worse and i can't see the cursing child real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape she takes
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
I'm coming over
I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Make the bed up, pull the covers down, spray on(?) the sheets, and fluff up the pillows, and remove them 'cause I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over I'm Madonna on a mattress I'm Madonna on a mattress I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Make the bed up, pull the covers down, spray on(?) the sheets, and fluff up the pillows, and remove them 'cause I'm coming over I'm coming over I'm coming over so move over Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress Days upon a lonely mattress |
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
she's blonde she came along the sidewalk leave a trail of blue and black up to you fighting back steel chains a noose of charms on our necks i find nothing when we talk and sit blue heart passion and watch the set easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away a cheaters walk down the block behind this evil street she's a white girl i'm living with a white girl nineteen missing her man for an old girl drain every beer left over at home and listen to ghosts in the other room why not you're alone inside his keeping i'll replace your drunk old man sit in the parking lot and hold your hand easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away drugged and in love out at a club pulling me outside
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from X - Back And Beyond( 2 Cd Set ) (1997)
Today you're gonna be sick so sick
You'll prop your forehead on the sink Say oh Christ oh Jesus Christ My head's gonna crack like a bank Tonight you'll fall asleep in clothes So late like a candy bar wrapped up for lunch That's all you get to taste Poverty and spit Poverty and spit Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Sleep! Today you're gonna be sick so sick You'll prop your forehead on the sink Say oh Christ oh Jesus Christ My head's gonna crack like a bank Tonight you'll fall asleep in clothes So late like a candy bar wrapped up for lunch That's all you get to taste Poverty and spit Spit, spit Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Sleep! You're talking out of harmony You can't remember what you said Cut it out you feel retarded Take the scissors saw the head You're talking out of harmony You can't remember what you said Cut it out you feel retarded Take the scissors saw the head Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Nausea Bloody red eyes go to Sleep! |
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they can't go to sleep at four
the car is parked outside the door scars of a knife on his arm her husband knows they're together riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love rows of numbered doors behind the car warms up the street is clear and empty and green with lights they talk and never stop moving he's sounding her name in his head she's falling asleep next to his face her sister's getting married today and the saints of Easter smile riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love on the dashboard rides a figurine a powerless sweet forgotten thing so the next time you see a statue of Mary remember my sister was in a car riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love |
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