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I'm an unknown individual in an unattended car
Hey, welcome to Chicago or wherever you are
New York to London, Barcelona to Berlin
Sacramento, California, we are leaving again

Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound away

We are building a religion,
We are building it bigger
We are widening the corridors and adding more lanes
We are building a religion.
A limited addition
We are now accepting callers for these pendant keychains
To resist it is useless,
It is useless to resist it

You need to straighten your posture and suck in your gut.
You need to pull back your shoulders and tighten your butt.
Yeah come Comanche Comanche Comanche commode.
If you want to have cities you've got to build roads.

You need to find some new feathers and buy some new clothes.
Just get rid of the antlers and lighten your load.
Yeah come Comanche Comanche Comanche commode.

We are building a religion
We are building it bigger
We are widening the corridors
And adding more lanes

We are building a religion
A limited edition
We are now accepting callers

So you'll be an Austrian Nobleman
Commissioning a symphony in C
Which defies all earthly descriptions
You'll be Commissioning a symphony in C

With money you squeeze from the peasants
To your nephew you can give it as a present
This magnificent symphony in C

A mirror image of a silver sky,
nests of pines and brandy wines, build this country to the sky
Do you remember now, the oblivion of youthful minds,
caught up in the fashions of their time...
Roll away,
I can see that clearly now, every time I look into this
mirror image of a silver sky,
nests of pines and brandy wine, build this country to the sky

When you tried to kiss me
I only bit your tongue.
When you tried to get me together
I only came undone.
When you tried to tell me
The one for me was you,
I was in your mattress back in 1982.

Clouds hung hugely and oppressively
Over our busy little cars
Clouds hung hugely and oppressively
We didn't notice
We didn't care
We didn't notice

Driving along in our luxury cars

People you love will turn their backs on you,
You'll lose your hair, Your teeth,
Your knife will fall out of it's sheath,
But you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie.

People you hate will get their hooks into you,
They'll pull you down, You'll frown,
They'll tar you and drag you through town,

They just don't know how lost I feel without you
My teardrops never see the light of day
I laugh and joke and paint a bright tomorrow
But if I told the truth I'd have to say...

Excuse me, I think I've got a heartache
Theres an aching deep inside
And it just won't be denied

You'll receive the federal funding, you can add another wing
You'll receive the federal funding, you can add another wing
Take your colleagues out to dinner, pay your brother to come and sing
Take your colleagues out to dinner, pay your brother to come and sing
Sing, sing, sing

You'll receive the federal funding, you can have a hefty grant
You'll receive the federal funding, you can have a hefty grant

We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
While Frank Sinatra sings Stormy Weather,
The flies and spiders get along together,
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.

Beyond the suns that guard this roof,

to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
end is the only part of the word
that i heard.
call me morbid or absurd.
but to me, coming from you,

friend is a four letter word.

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,
Engines pumping and thumping in time.
The green light flashes, the flags goes up,
Churning and burning, they yern for the cup.

They deftly manouver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank,
Wreckless and wild they pour thru the turns,

I'm sitting by the window of your 32nd floor apartment
Waiting for your phone calls all to end
I'm sitting, watching wind blow, watching time go, watching cars go by
I'm waiting for these memories to begin
CHORUS:
If I threw my guitar
Out the window so far down
Would I start to regret it?

I am intrinsically no good
I have a heart that's made of wood
I am only biding time
Only reciting memorized lines
And I'm not fit to touch
The hem of your garment

No, no I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment

I bombed Korea every night.
My engine sang into the salty sky.
I didn't know if I would live or die.
I bombed Korea every night.

I bombed Korea every night.
I bombed Korea every night.
Red flowers bursting down below us.

At first I was afraid
I was petrified
I kept thinking
I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Just thinking how you'd done me wrong
And I grew strong
I learned how to get along

It's been a long time,
Since I've seen your smiling face.
It's been a long time,
Since I've seen a sunny day.

It's been a long time,
Since you wore your pillbox hat.
It's been a long time,

It's coming down.
It's coming down.
It's raining outside.
You've nowhere to hide.
She's asking you Why you think it's funny.
It's coming down.
It's coming down.
She's leaving your house.

That Italian guy over there
The one with the polyester pinstriped suit
The one with the gray hair and mustache
Must be thinking really loud thoughts
Because he's nodding and squinting and nodding and squinting
And putting down his metal cane
Like he's making a point, and it's very important indeed
Yeah, he's making a point, and it's very important indeed

She doesn't care
Whether or not he's an island.
She doesn't care,
Just as long as his ship's coming in.
She doesn't care
Whether or not he's an island.
If they laugh, they make money.
He's got a gold watch.

Jesus wrote a blank check,
One I haven't cashed quite yet.
I hope I've got a little more time.
I hope it's not the end of the line.
Yeah, Jesus wrote a blank check.
One I haven't cashed yet, all right.

But if I had to choose a number,

Well Jolene unlocked the thick, breezeway door,
Like she'd done one hundred times before.
Jolene smoothed her dark hair in the mirror.
She folded the towel carefully and put it back in place.

Yeah I want to pull you down into bed.
I want to cast your face in lead.
Well every time I pull you close,

There"s a long line of cars
And they"re trying to get through

There"s no single explanation
There"s no central destination

But this long line of cars
Is trying to get through

It’s been a long time
Since I’ve seen your smiling face
It’s been a long time
Since I’ve seen a su-u-u-u-u-u-unny day

It’s been a long time
Since you wore your pillbox hat
It’s been a long time

I don't want to wonder
If this is a blunder
I don't want to worry whether
We're GOING TO stay together
'Till we die

I don't want to jump in
Unless this music's thumping

Do do do do do de do do do do do do do do do
Mahna Mahna
Do doo be-do-do
Mahna Mahna
Do do-do do
Mahna Mahna
Do doo de-do-do de-do-do de-do-do de-do-do-doodle do do do-doo do!

disempowered, the scattering flock
dances in a fever at the castle rock
dust-devil cypress and ripening fruit
ascending quick into the author's bathroom
Fawn, Jo and Tootsie are out on a wire
lance-toothed junkies all full of desire

meanwhile, Rick James takes her nude

I had a match
But she had a lighter
I had a flame
But she had a fire
I was bright
But she was much brighter
I was high
But she was the sky

I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch
I need your understanding, I need your love so much
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby, youre never there

On the phone long, long distance
Always through such strong resistance
First you say youre too busy

Whatever, whatever, girl I'll do
Forever and ever yeah yeah yeah yeah, I'll see you through
Because I've got to keep you pleased in every way I can
I'm gonna give you - all you, as much as you can stand
I'll make love to you right now, that's all I want to do
I know you need it girl, and you know I need it, too

'Cause I've found what the world is searching for

no phone, no phone
i just want to be alone today
no phone, no phone

ringing, stinging
jerking like a nervous bird
rapping up against his cage
calls to me through out the day

I am an opera singer
I stand on painted tape
It tells me where I'm going
And where to throw my cape

I call my costars "brother"
I call my costars "knave"
I play both good and evil parts

When the house was standing,
You'd never have believed it,
When the house was standing,
You'd never have believed...
The bricks and mortar have all given way,
At first, they resisted, but then they began to sway.

How can you say, Forever is at your command?

Your pentagram is down below our floor.
Your naked body shimmers in the night.
Dancing and chanting in a sacrificial rite.
Your feet are dry with the ashes from dead babies,
Who have passed the test just like all the rest,
But never really understood the reasons why
They took it in the first place.
Ah, in the first place.

You won't admit you love me
And so how am I ever
to know? You always tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

A million times I've asked you,
And then I ask you over
again, You only answer

Without the pretty pink ribbon
You'd end up just like me
Without the pretty pink ribbon
You'd float down to the sea

Without the pretty pink ribbon
You'd say just what you pleased
Without the sticky little kitten

The land of race car ya-yas
The land where you can't change lanes
The land where large fuzzy dice still hang proudly
Like testicles from rear view mirrors

The land of race car ya-yas
The land where you can't change lanes
The land where large fuzzy dice still hang proudly

Well, Your CD Collection Looks Shiny And Costly.
How Much Did You Pay For Your Bad Moto Guzi?
And How Much Did You Spend On Your Black Leather Jacket?
Is It You Or Your Parents In This Income Tax Bracket?

Now Tickets To Concerts And Drinking At Clubs,
Sometimes For Music That You Haven't Even Heard Of.
And How Much Did You Pay For Your Rock'n'roll T-Shirt

Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly.
How much did you pay for your bad moto guzi?
And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket?
Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket?

Now tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs,
Sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of.
And how much did you pay for your rock'n'roll t-shirt

Do you think she's swimming in your lies?
Do you think it's all just murky green?
Don't you think that she would realize?
Yeah, do you think she has never seen?
Cause when the seaweed sinks and the sun gets low,
When the waves retire to the darkness below,
I know, I know Ruby sees all.
I know, I know Ruby sees.

I'm writing a song all about you
A true song as real as my tears
But you've no need to fear it
Cause no one will hear it
Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.

I'll tell all about how you cheated
I'd like for the whole world to hear

I've got wheels of polished steel
I've got tires that grab the road
I've got seats that selflessly hold my friends
And a trunk that can carry the heaviest of loads

I've got a mind that can steer me to your house
And a heart that can bring you red flowers
My intentions are good and earnest and true

Adjectives on the typewriter
He moves his words like a prizefighter
The frenzied pace of the mind inside the cell

The man on the street might just as well be
The man on the street might just as well
The man on the street might just as well be

ast night i said to her
i didn't want to live inside a lie.
if she wants him
more than she wants me,
let this be.
she'll come back to me.
she'll come back to me.
she'll come back.

I'm not feeling alright today
I'm not feeling that great
I'm not catching on fire today
Love has started to fade
I'm not going to smile today
I'm not gonna laugh
You're out living it up today
I've got dues to pay

Я хочу девочку с умом как алмаз
Я хочу девочку, которая знает то, что лучше
Я хочу девочку с ботинками, которые сокращаются
И глаза тот ожог как сигареты

Я хочу девочку с правильными распределениями
Кто быстр и полон
И острый как гвоздь

I want a girl with
A mind like a diamond
I want a girl who
Knows what's best
I want a girl with
Shoes that cut
And eyes that burn
Like cigarettes

I'm so sick of you
so sick of me
I don't want to be with you

I'm so sick of you
so sick of me
I don't want to be with you

stickshifts and safetybelts,
bucket seats have all got to go.
when we're driving in the car,
it makes my baby seem so far.
i need you here with me,
not way over in a bucket seat.
i need you to be here with me,
not way over in a bucket seat.

Strangers in the night
Exchanging glances, wondering in the night
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through

Something in your eyes was so inviting
Something in your smile was so exciting
Something in my heart

You keep pushing me away
In spite of what you say
I found out yesterday
That I've been wasting all my time
Trying to make you smile
Trying to make this seem worth...
While you've been pushing me around
In spite of what I do

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,
Engines pumping and thumping in time.
The green light flashes, the flags go up.
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank.
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns.
Their prowess is potent and secretly stearn.

Who draws the crowd, who plays so loud baby, it's the guitar man.
Who's gonna steal the show, you know, baby, it's the guitar man.
He can make you love, he can make you cry,
He will break you down, he will get you high.
And something keeps him going miles and miles away,
to find another place to play,
and night after night - who treats you right, baby, it's the guitar man.
who's on the radio, you know, baby it's the guitar man

The winter's chill chilled me to the bone this year
And something in my mind just got away
Being in the places where we used to be
Somehow being there without you's not the same.

Parking lots, office parks and shopping malls
And all you left were bills you hadn't paid.
The winter's chill chilled me to the bone this year

Man is born, man lives, and man dies
And it's all vanity.

And that's about the way it is in the merry-go-round
You get on, you go around, standing in the saddle

Man is born, man lives, and man dies
And it's all vanity.

Well there is no such thing as you
It doesn't matter what you do
The more you try to qualify
The more it all will pass you by
Some people like to make life a little tougher than it is
Some people like to make life a little tougher than it is
Well the more you try to shake the cat
The more the thing will bite and scratch

Up so close, I never get to see your face.
Microscope, I might as well be out in space.
Up so close, I never get to see the view.
Down your throat, I'm never sure if it's still you.
Up your nose, down to your toes.
In your mouth, way down south.
Up so close, it seems I only think of you.
Up so close, I never see the sky so blue.

So we think that we're important
And we think that we make sense
And we think there's something better
On the other side of this fence

And you can soak your bread in gravy
You can soak your bread in soup
But the car that you are driving

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds

In a wooden boat in the shipping lanes
With the freighters towering over me
I can hear the jets flying overhead
Making lines across the darkening sky
And when the sun is going down I can take a taxi into town
And the waiter at the restaurant sets a table just for one
Wheels keep on spinning round spinning round spinning round
Wheels keep on spinning round spinning round and round

when you sleep where do your fingers go?
what do your fingers know
what do your fingers show
where do your fingers go

when you sleep
do they tremble on the edge of the bed
or do you fold them neatly by your head

You part the waters,
The same ones that I'm drowning in.
You lead your casual slaughters,
And I'm the one who helps you win.
You've got your grand piano.
You don't even play piano.
I'm the one who plays piano.
You don't even play piano.

You turn the screws,
You tear down the bridge,
Flimsy as it is,
It's business like,

You shake my hand,
You break up the band,
Flimsy as it is,