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Lost her behind the station
Lost her behind the moon
Operator, operator, dial her back
Operator put me through
Ahuuuh, Satellite gave up the ghost too soon
Rising on the thermals
She calling in and out the blue
Ahuuuh, carried her off on a silver spoon

Easy alphabet pony
Oh, easy alphabet pony

Funny monkey tore money loose
And soda hands
Pink plastic Jesus on the dashboard
Just say it

Kiss all your fingers
What's that for?
You'll never get to heaven
With your shirt all tore
Cut through your finger
And cut you loose
Lost a lot a blood
Lost a lot a cool cool cool

Baby says she's dying to meet you
Take you off and make your blood hum
And tremble like the fairground lights

Baby says if ever you see skin as fair
Or eyes as deep and as black as mine
I'll know you're lying

I'm riding along, along my baby's eyes.
She stares and she don't care, she stares and she don't care
No reasoning with her man, no reason to give her man

When she comes to meet you, she waits it out out on the corner
With her eyes on your shoulder and just as you get near, see her smile disappear now, a smile disappears
Well she's on it again
Now now she's on the wind

Cut your branches at the root
That long have grown that bitter fruit
Cut your branches at the root
That only gave me bitter fruit

I was conceived in a red cage, from a wild love
I am the seed of a dead age, gone viral
Those feelings I've tried to shake, all my life long

Elevator straight into my skull
The escalator rises as it falls
I swear a jet is crashing in my mind
You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon

Elevator straight into my skull
The escalator rises as it falls
I swear our jet is crashing in my mind
You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon

You want to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid want to cuss and fight
In the basement
Warm black rooster worn white hand
The young kids got my name
You like to cuss and fight
In the basement

wake up to a blue moonin the sky
a cool china blue
hear the thunder of life driving by
guess its finally on the loose

and i smell the shoot sweat
on the sick-a-more trees
as the branches collide

I wonder, wondered, no wonder
The weakest, the cheapest, hangover
In the end, foe or friend, live apart
Call it hate, call it love, I call it art

A no good, a no one, a no show
A too much, perfection, to say no
In the end, foe or friend, live apart

It's time to stand on tough fingers, and (?)
Tell me sugar how you felt here, yeah c'mon sugar, tell now
Stand your face until it (?) on fire
Won't keep up with the law, it's such a long walk
If this all goes well you won't have nothing
So tell you dead wrong, dead wrong
And now you're long gone
Hang out for minute and rethink

I'm bored of cheap and cheerful
I want expensive sadness
Hospital bills, parole
Open doors to madness

I want you to be crazy
'coz you're borin' baby
when you're straight

Crazy
Crazy for feeling so lonely
I'm crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue

I knew
You'd love me as long as you wanted
And then someday

She damned if she do
She damned if she don't
If history hang hang hangs her well
Her memory won't

There's been a prosection
Of sweet hearts passing through
Some of them left no trace at all

This dead road leads down
To that dead road and back
To the road where the oldest road
Met the first dead road that cracked
Made the second and curved the third
Forked the forth and said to the fifth
"If you walk just a couple of miles
You're gonna come across the sixth, the sixth, the sixth"

When it came to pass,
Loaded, pass me by
Fate, with a single blow,
Has clustered by me now
True, I had my chance,
True, true, true I had those wild charms for you
Oh, oh...
My fire burned them out

[Verse 1]
Baby save it, we're wasted
I know we got it slowing down
But when the waves come your face thump
And you know we can't stop it now

[Chorus]
Hands up we're in a deadlock

Now there you go again
You say you want your freedom
Well who am I to keep you down
It's only right that you should play it the way that you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat, drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering
What you had, and what you lost

You wanna do what, you wanna do what?
I told you what, I told you what

You wanna do what, you wanna do what?
I told you what, I told you what

Go to school, go to school
Just take, just take

Flowing with the waters
Spinning into orbit
Won't you come on home
Make it alright
Drifting in the same old boat
With a different crew
Won't you come on home
Make it alright

I wore my .44 so long, I've made my shoulder sore.
I wore my .44 so long, I done made my shoulder sore.
Well, I'm wondrin everybody, where'd my baby go.

Well, I'm so mad this mornin, I don't know where in the world to go.
Well, I'm so mad this mornin, I don't know where in the world to go.
Well, I'm lookin for me some money, pawned gun to have some gold.

I wore my 44 so long, it makes my shoulder sore
I wore my 44 so long, it makes my shoulder sore
I want my baby so bad
I'm gonna tell that woman so

You know I work all night, my troubles all get in my head
You know I work all night, only trouble in my head
But when I'm by my woman, my troubles get worse instead

Got six troubles, on my back
Like six little milk teeth, all gone bad
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over

Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains

You want a warning
You got a warning
You want a warning
You got a warning

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You can holler, you can wail
You can swing, you can flail
You can fuck like a broken sail
But I'll never give you up
If I ever give you up my heart will surely fail

And after all God can keep my soul
England have my bones

It’s going on fare
I want you to know
My spirit’s alive
I want you to know

I’m getting down with the awkward moments
I’m getting down with the sour kiss
I’m getting down with the rumours in the back of the car

The Speeds working I see it in everyone
Like a lost idea under light bulb sun
Your eyes are ready for take off
melt in your head
What a beautiful state we are in

The jealous in my mind are all dead
I Love you so much

The speeds working I see it in everyone
Like a lost idea and the lap of sun
Your eyes are ready for takeoff melting your head
What a beautiful state we're in

Jealous in my mind are all dead
I Love you so much, never forget
Our Love are secret coming all down

You knock on her door
She don’t recognise your voice no more
So she got on an aeroplane
Na na na na na so long after
Strip down from the fever
Laid down in a hotel bed
Wouldn’t take no phone calls at all
Didn’t want no more voices in her head

The night, after the night, after the night is gone
And after they're gone, after they're gone, they're gone.

And half of us is lovers missing lovers,
And half of us is lovers missing out.

And after the night, after the night, the eye of the storm in your mouth and you're gone
And after they're gone, after they're gone, it's out.

I called her yesterday and she told me that...well, she was just talking me about the weather man on television and I'd thought you'd be interested in knowing about this it's pretty interesting, but well...well before they actually put the weather man on the television with the weather board they just put the weather man's hand pointing to stuff and sometimes...they drew on the boards like they would draw...clouds as rain and...sometimes they would draw maybe lightning and...and sometimes sun if it was gonna be sunny...but the thing that they did the weather man had to get get to the station early because...there was...they had to get make-up put on their hand!

You're really getting close to me
So far so close to me
So point me to a yes no yes no yes
Don't tell me maybe

You think you're there to hold my hair
To come and drag me home
You think you're gonna dress me up

Looking in the mirror
Looking back
A look of wild living
Bound to crack

The heart is a beating drum
The heart is a beating drum
It takes more than you wanted before

From sea to mountain valley
From flesh to palms a' swaying
Dreamers dreaming on
no matter what they're saying

I need you
Don't ask me why it is
I want strings - attached

Black screw, how you gonna climb back!
I'll lift your finger, from another dead cat
Who's blacked that liver? Oh you think about that
Oh baby you better, not touch! No matter how bad

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can help you now

With your hook and line us to blow away
With your hook and line us to blow away
With your hook and line us to blow away
With your hook and line us to blow away

Try your best in your heavy shape
Keep it quiet, keep it cool
Lipstick letters and souvenirs

I-I-I-I can't get full
Please could you take my shakes
And would you hold them still

My words fell into the road
I saw it starting to happen
And I could not collect them
Before they were rolled

(Screamin' Jay Hawkins cover)

I put a spell on you 'cause you're mine

You better stop the things you do
I ain't lyin'
No I ain't lyin'

Jewel thief, where do you get all those pretty neclaces?
Jewel thief, where do you get all those pretty rings?
Jewel thief, where do you get all those silve pistols?
Jewel thief, where do you get all those animal heads?

With lovely posture you eat bread
Carefully chewing when they shot you dead
You look like a mannequin with your mouth full

This kiss that you give me
Is so pretty
This kiss that you give me
Are not mine
You give me news
Unless the now
You give me news
Of yourself

Last Day Of Magic

We’re two parties
Two parties ending

What if you move
What if you hide
There's only so much you can miss

London hates you
Paris hates you
New York hates you
L.A. hates you

Detroit hates you
Moscow hates you
Rio hates you

One eye in the sun, one in the night
Sleep tight, sleepwalk like honey, honey
Oh my, capital I LOVE U
Put it in a letter, honey
I could kiss you underwater
I could in the rear view mirror
XO, took my heart and crossed it
Set it down and lost it

Running into trouble
Running into trouble,
You got heavenly eyes
A thousand highs

Always on a mission
It's not lovin'
It's not kissin'

I took a little of a middle from a magazine
Wrote it out on a blank sheet
Signed my name and made the crease
It may be my greatest piece
I think I think it's gonna sell
Promise me you'll never tell
Trust me it will be a breeze
It's so easy to please

There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that

This ain't murdermile
That's just the way I smile
You're like hot oil
Got your roots down in a fire
Spitting shit like a tire
Got your foot down and your mind down
To it's last little wire
Come on! Come on!

I am no better at this than you are
Unfinished business maybe, do love
I can't change myself into you dear
What you are to me is far too unclear

Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one
Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet
Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one

leep tight on the night train, no pain
I don't remember
Won't a couple of years do some good for you?
No, your eyes got bigger

All my lovers take the train
All my lovers, all my lovers
All my lovers take the train

You're gonna have to step over my dead body
Before you walk out that door
You charmed me with your magic
Landed looking tragic
"Forever" is the feather you ain't got no more

And all the people you see coming by to save you
You're make-believing-on in your mind

One silver dollar, bright silver dollar,
changing hands, changing hands
Endlessly rollin', wasted or stolen,
changing hands, changing hands
Spent for a beer he's drinking,
won by a gambler's lust,
pierced by an outlaw's bullet
and rusted in the blood red dust

Sometimes I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel so happy,
But mostly you just make me mad.
Baby, you just make me mad.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Thought of you as my mountain top,

I engineered a heavy heart
You carried the weight of it
I engineered the awkward look
You carry a trace of it

My passion is accurate
My passion is accurate

I can't find enough pots and pans
Let alone knives in my kitchen
To keep you cooking

I can't find enough love in my heart
Let alone in my bones
To keep you standing

Pull A U in a sexy car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love
Pull A U in ya dust dusty car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love

Pull A U with your sexy

If I'm so evil
Then why are you satisfied?
If I'm so evil
Why are you satisfied?
I had a dream about your ghost
You're breathing down my neck
Baby it starts in the shower
By letting your ashes down the drain

You play with the dogs
You lay with the dogs
Like it or not man
You lay with the dogs

Chewin' your fingers
Rottin' your mouth
Fallin' in twenty hours

Lost her behind the station
Lost her behind the moon
Operator, operator dial her back
Operator put me through

Ah-u-uh, satellite gave up the ghost too soon

Rising on the thermals

I could whip you up like cream
I could drink your seven seas
Is that too close for comfort?

I could make you come in threes
I’m half way to my knees
Am I too close for comfort?

Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
'Cause you crossed my mind, you crossed my mind
Made my blood thump Saturday night
Make my heart beat double time
Now I'm only sour cherry on the fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand

Got no sugar baby now;
It's all I can do for to see peace with you,
And I can't get along this a-way
Oh, I can't get along this a-way.

All I can do, all I can say;
Gonna send you to your mama next payday,
Send you to your mama next payday.

Take a drink of my red wine
I've got enough to go around
Take a drink of mine
I've got enough to go around

'Til you're drunk 'til you're high 'til you're fake, 'til you're crushed
Come into my shipwreck
Half the time we just sit around

Superstition is
Your modern eye
With original skin
And original lie

Your modern shell
Wants to feed itself
You got elected now, honey, so

Попробуй моего красного вина
Мне надоело ходить вокруг да около
Попробуй меня
Мне надоело ждать

Пока ты пьян, пока ты на подъеме, пока фальшивий, пока подавлен
Заходи на мой крушащийся корабль
Половину всего времени мы будем просто сидеть рядом

You've got to
You've got to
You've got to
You've got to

Tape ain't gonna fix it
Honey, it ain't gonna stick
Tape ain't gonna fix it

Took a car to the part of the city
Where the city runs out of street lights
God knows, it's the way that it goes
That we're never gonna catch any daylight

My little sister's eyes so wide
They must have been the size of the city moon tonight
My little sister's eyes so wide

It’s the last goodbye I swear
I can’t rely on a dime a day love that don’t go anywhere
I learn to cry for someone else
I can’t get by on an odds and ends love that don’t ever match up
I heard all you said and I took it to heart

I won’t forget I swear
I have no regrets for the past is behind me

In every car that passes me on the street

I search for the particular face
The lipstick trembles under boomlights
The lipstick my own brothers only trace

Was the birthday birthday ashtray
Carried all along this way now

Walk you to the counter
What do you got to offer
Pick you out a solder
Look at you forever
Walk you to the water
Your eyes like a casino
We ain't born typical

Walk you to the counter
What do you got to offer
Pick you out a solder
Look at you forever
Walk you to the water
Your eyes like a casino
We ain't born typical

Walk you to the counter
What do you got to offer
Pick you out a solder
Look at you forever
Walk you to the water
Your eyes like a casino
We ain't born typical

(The Velvet Underground cover)

Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Downy sins of streetlight fancies

Tell me what you've done to yourself
I would like to know
Write it on the rocks and then
Tell me where to go
Why you say wait?
Wait
Tell me you're the lucky one
How fast you can throw

Come on, come on drama, come on
Draw it, scratch it and say it, say it
Make it to the bottom ladder climb
And drop an apple off the top it stop it
I don't want to eat it
Need it, know it, force it, feed it, leave it, be it
Just keep it in its box

To the doting boys by your side
Riding roughshod on your starless nights
To she who played concertos, foul and black
Upon my heartstrings and never looked back
What became of those wild charms
The deep fry of the tide
The tug of the stars
How it stirs me, how it stirs me now

(Frank Sinatra cover)

Willow weep for me
Willow weep for me
Bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea
Listen to my plea
Hear me willow and weep for me

You don't own the road boy
Better kick up a storm
You don't own the big city lights
Better carve out your own

You don't own the green pines,
The blue sky, or the smoke
You don't own the dust in your