밴드 결성 25주년을 기념하는 새 앨범 [RATHER RIPPED] 거목의 깊은 뿌리로 존재하며, 시대의 조류 그 가장자리에서도 흔들림 없는, 계속되는 비타협적이고 음울하며 건조한 그 노이즈의 향연 쏘닉 유쓰 표 사운드로 로큰롤의 NOISE가 무엇인지 명료한 가능성을 제시하는 새 앨범
You keep me comin' home again You keep me comin' home again
When you were gone, I met a friend She taught me how to Live in the end
You keep me comin' home again You keep me comin' home again
Are her eyes Brown or blue? How does she keep her Static cool My heart and soul Are rocked up in her eyes A little blink I recognize A little blink, yea, that's my prize
A white horse Sittin right there by her side Hard to ignore Hard to disguise She'll never ever Realize...
You keep me comin' home again You keep me comin' home again
When you were gone I was out of my mind I had a friend who laughed all the time I had a friend who cried all the time I had a friend who screamed all the time I had a friend who lied all the time
[Thurston] I ripped your heart out from your chest Replaced it with a grenade blast
Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate
The firefighters hose me down I don't care, I'll burn out anyhow It's four-alarm girl, nothing to see Hear the sirens come for me You doused my soul with gasoline You flicked a match into my brain
Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate
The firefighters are so nice I remember you so cold as ice The flames are licking at your feet The sirens come to put me out of misery You wave your torch into my eyes Flamethrower lover burning mind
When the rats run riot And the screen door slams When the trees grow quiet Nothing but cats and cans When the breeze says try it But you can hardly see When your love has died And you rat on me
I see your eyes in the half-light I see the number on your wall Endless strange things I see at night You don't see anything at all
Shine a light into your soul City streets so freezing cold City shadows wander out When they let the rats out Rats You call it love alright That was the catch A cold suicide Let me place you in my past With other precious toys But if you're ever feeling low down in the fractured sunshine I'll help you feel the noise
Shine down You can go on home Shine down Go Go
Rats You're working overtime You are the moon beyond your mind When the rats run riot And the screen door slams When the world goes quiet You'll know where I am
You could be my open road You could be the reason why You could ease my heavy load But I want to freeze you out now
You can let it shine Keep that in mind When they let out a rat next time You could move a little closer Until you're leaning all up around my shoulder See these shadows walk around When they let the rats out
When the rats run riot And the screen door slams When the trees grow quiet Nothing but cats and cans When the breeze says try it But you can hardly see When your love has died And you rat on me
I see your eyes in the half-light I see the number on your wall Endless strange things I see at night You don't see anything at all
Shine a light into your soul City streets so freezing cold City shadows wander out When they let the rats out Rats You call it love alright That was the catch A cold suicide Let me place you in my past With other precious toys But if you're ever feeling low down in the fractured sunshine I'll help you feel the noise
Shine down You can go on home Shine down Go Go
Rats You're working overtime You are the moon beyond your mind When the rats run riot And the screen door slams When the world goes quiet You'll know where I am
You could be my open road You could be the reason why You could ease my heavy load But I want to freeze you out now
You can let it shine Keep that in mind When they let out a rat next time You could move a little closer Until you're leaning all up around my shoulder See these shadows walk around When they let the rats out
He's not a dreamer or a schemer, Running away from me He's not a singer, an entertainer With no follow thru He's not a poet or a mystic With his cgarette unglued He just neutral, and he's weary Not even brand new.
It's a perfect sin Close yr eyes and loose the rest It's a perfect sin Close yr mind and feel the best
Everyone has a headache Imprecise , hard to cure Got a shake it, what ails you The lines are a blur Is it a pain in her heart Dark and gray from the start You won't seduce me, or attract Just cause yr a stray
It's a perfect sin Close yr eyes and loose the rest It's a perfect sin Close yr mind and feel the best
Why won't you tell me what's inside yr head Why won't you show me yr secret bed, secret bed?
He's not a dreamer or a schemer Running away from you He's not a singer, an entertainer With no follow thru He's not a poet or a mystic With his cigarette unglued He 's not a cowboy or a loner with nothing to do He's neutral yeah he's weary, Not even brand He's neutral yea he's weary And he's so in love with you.
In yr mouth a wad of cash Moist roll of hundreds Fingers thru yr hair Silver quarters drop To yr pleated skirt
Cannisters of whipped cream In yr sweater pockets A look of space and total life Ready or not The plan is to go to dc and hang out Go see girls rock How long's the tour?
What time you guys playing? Where you going next? What comes first, The music or the words?