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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
I'm bogged, I'm bogged down
I am bogged down I'm bogged down I am, I am bogged down |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
fame throwa pass out the gold,
the diamon watch the last reward, all the things we had before you sold us out and took it all head-borne cries from zenith sluts astral rites from dead-end ruts these ends are sickened wars [x2] he's one of our nation's spies he's one of our first recruits i click with her leather thighs he's one of our first recruits how can you know? in the distance lies a grower, n? Rudolph, king fame throwa, son of groupie, bed-worn sexan spent his cash convincing us that the desert was a starscape took our lives for satellites so we could cry: naked, naked, foul. he's one of our nation's spies he's one of our first recruits i click with her leather thighs he's one of our first recruits |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
i was dressed for success
but success it never comes and i'm the only one who laughs at your jokes when they are so bad and your jokes are always bad but they're not as bad as this come join us in a prayer we'll be waiting waiting where everything's ending here and all the sterile striking it defends an empty dock you cast away and rain upon your forehead where the mist's for hire if it's just too clear let's spend our last quarterstance randomly go down to the outlet once again painted portraits of minions & slaves crotch mavens and one night plays are they the only ones who laugh? at the jokes when they are so bad and the jokes they're always bad but they're not as bad as this come join us in a prayer we'll be waiting waiting where everything's ending here and all the spanish candles unsold away have gone to this and a "run-on piece of mount on" trembles, shivers, runs down the freeway i guess she spent her last quarter randomly i guess a guess is the best i'll do last time last time was the best time |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
can you treat it like an oil well
when it's underground, out of sight? and if the sight is just a whore sign can it make enough sense to me? pretend the table is a trust knot we'll put our labels down, faith is down i'll watch some yards of twine unravel and you'll never get it back it's what i want (it's what i want) it's what i want (twine comes down) it's what i want (it's what i want) don't you know, i could make you try make you try [3x] i've been crowned the king of it, and it is all we have so wait to hear my words and they're diamond sharp i can open it up and it's up and down it's what i want (it's what i want) i see your bag like a little dog [?](ball of twine) don't you know that it's what i want (it's what i want) i'll see your bag and it makes you try makes you try [3x] i've been down, the king of it, is all we have i've been down and i could wait to hear the words they're diamond sharp today |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
i've got one holy life to live
i've got one holy life to give i've got one holy life to live i've got one holy life to give [repeat] |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
how can i [3x]
make my body shed for you? how can i [3x] make my body shed around your metal scars loretta's scars [3x] from now on i can see the sun makes me nervous, makes me run from now on i can see the sun makes me nervous, makes me run how can i [3x] make my body shed for you? how can i [3x] make my body shed around your metal scars loretta's scars [3x] from now on i can see the sun makes me nervous, makes me run from now on i can see the sun makes me nervous, makes me run from now on i can see the sun i can see the sun etc. |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
take me down from the ridge where the summer ends
watch the city spread out just like a jet's flame i've got a secret for you, i cut your angel in two i left her bleeding and soaked it with a dry sponge no life has singed her now [3x] (i can see it fade) we've got a license to live, it's our only one if it expires we float up to the dust haze i've got a picture of you, i cut your angel in two i saw her spinning and dripping on your new dress no life has singed her now [3x] (i can see it fade) |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
i've been waitin'
anticipatin' sun comes up the skies won't sink my soul i've dreamt of this, but it never comes, but it never comes the risin! nature's cry-- fo! i've been dreamin' spaced out but dreamin' sun comes up blisters burn my soul i'm dreamin' of somethin' now of somethin' now the risin'! the nature's cry and all they really want |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
fun for an hour til the hour's gone
can one trick nights feed 40 days? in my bed at the break of dawn she shivered like a vein slashed bright and new she's got the radio active and it makes me feel ok (i don't feel ok) [x2] grip-force the vials and strip the locks smash the set & slash the beds and when it looks life a wife's ex-plot we'll cover all the rugs with cheap perfume she's got the radio active and it makes me feel ok (i don't feel ok) x2 like a docent's lisp, like a damsel's spit, like a dry gin's twist (of lime) like a poor droll sir, like a pike's dull spurs, like a pastor's flock (of sheep) |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
Ice baby,
I saw your girlfriend and she was eating her fingers like they're just another meal but she waits there in the levee washes mixin' cocktails with a plastic-tipped cigar My eyes stick to all the shiny roses you wear on the protein delta strip in an abandoned house but i will wait there i'll be waiting forever... i'll wait and wait and wait... Minerals, ice deposits daily, dropped off the first shiny robe i've got a lot of things i want to sell, but not here, babe-- tortuuurreeee... every time i sit around i find i'm shot every time i sit around i find i'm shot every time i turn around i find i'm shot every time i sit around i find i'm shot every time every time... you're my... summer babe summer babe |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
Lies and betrayals
Fruit-covered nails Electricity and lust won't break the door I've got a heavy coat- it's filled with rocks and sand And if i lose it i'll be comin' back today (i've got a message for you) i'll be comin' back today (i keep it in my hand) you know i'm comin' back one day (i've got a sister or two) and i'll be comin' back today ex-magician, still knows the tricks tricks are everything to me until it's free- i've got a trigger cut and i can't pull it back but if i learn how i'll be coming back today (i've got a message for you) i'll be coming back today (i keep it in my hand) you just look at me and say (i've got a sister or two) you know i wish you went away i learned the truth the truth of the words truth i made for you because it's just as good and if i spit it out before i chew the ring i'll rearrange it 'til it looks just right today (i've got a message for you) and i'll be comin' back back my way (i keep it in my hand) you will look at me and say (i've got a sister or two) you just wish i went away |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
two states!
we want two states north and south two, two states 40 Million Daggers! [x4] two states! we want two states there's no culture there's no spies 40 million daggers! [x4] |
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from Pavement - Slanted & Enchanted (1992)
i can't sing it strong enough
'cause that kind of strength i just don't have if you watch the light change don't hold them hanging you think it's easy, but you're wrong i am not one-half of the problem zurich is stained and it's not my fault just hold me back or let me run what does it mean, a mistake or two? if it's the kind of mistakes no one can trace to the fountain where we sold it and held them hanging you think it's easy, but you're wrong i am not one-half of the problem zurich is stained and it's not my fault just hold me back or let me run you think it's easy, but you're wrong i am not one-half of the problem zurich is stained and it's not my fault just hold me back or let me run |
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from No Alternative (1993)
Some bands i like to name check
And one of them is R.E.M. Classic songs with a long history Southern boys just like you and me R.E.M! Flashback - it's nineteen eighty threee Chronic town was their first EP Later on came Reckoning Finster's art, and titles to match South Central Rain Don't Go Back to Rockville, Harbourcoat Pretty Persuasion, you were born to be a camera Time After Time was my least favorite song Time After Time was my least favorite song The singer, he had long hair And the drummer, he knew restraint And the bassman, he had all the right moves And the guitar player was no saint So lets go way back To the ancient times When there were no fifty states And on a hill, there stands sherman Sherman and his mates They're marchin thru georgia Marchin thru georgia They're marchin thru georgia G g g g georgia They're marchin thru georgia We're marchin thru georgia Marchin thru georgia G g g g georgia And there stands R.E.M. |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
maybe somone's gonna save me
my heart is made of gravy and the laps i swim from lunatics don't count open up your stocking pull out all the things you never wanted 'til room service calls room service calls open up your hands and let me see the things you keep in there i want to split up fifty-fifty that's the way we do it in this rogue's town i've got all the glory in the world and i hope it doesn't floor you before you go room service calls in the random falls -- go! whenever (x6) eve eve ever i feel fine i'm gonna walk away from All This, all That. the groovy groovy kitty and little little pity with your slipshed (?) watch in back and skinny skinny people don't like that when you call on them spell me. spritzer on ice in new york city isn't it a pity? you never had anything to mix with that listen to the tender behind the open chest in the hall room service calls i'm blue 'n green, green and blue-oooo whenever (x4) ne ne ne ne never ho i feel fi-i-ine, i'll walk the plank for you i'll walk the plank i wore your ?plank? for you in the d-d-d-d-dark of the captain (seder row?) Jacob, Jacob Javitz, i'd like to thank you for everything primarily your glass house i'm workin' the ballin' stores 'n i'm cashmir wrap sellin' come along lads, join hands, 1. 2. 3. go! (guess, levis, guess, levis) whaaaahahaahahooohoaoohoo the story it goes and a distorted ghost distorted ghost |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
sunday driving past your own hall of fame
it's closed on weekdays, shut for good pick out no one when you're talkin' felt like rattlesnakes were walkin' no one has a clue the parting shots, the thin caught fault line dancing across the frigid air shafts a spastic grass, a criminal's child count to ten and read until the lights begin to bleed lights; til you actually a-see the rays and your thoughts they start turning tells you lessons that you're learning no one has a clue the gauzy thoughts of those dirty scots wrestling with the elements up on the trail high i need to know where does it go? how do i get there? what will i find? (fun fun fun, fun for the summertime blues) (it's gonna set you free) |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
it's so funny we went right down to the store
we got the money so we'll put you down we got the money, we got the money, we got the money we got the money, we got money, we got the money ho! we got the money now and i won't even let you hoooooo.... |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
Hey, do you need a reason
Is there a separate season From which to come out of the spring I wait all summer long And then the winter's long Then it's longer than afterwards I don't need a timekeeper I don't need an interlocuter And baby you'll look a little cuter Day by day, day by day If you need a trademark for your sound You'd better look around Treat it like a window not a do-o-or And we'll get some more ...yeah Baby I could be a squirt Loosen up your magic dirt Waiting for the excellent coming of age Maybe then you'd squirt along Squirt along, squirt along Whattcha wanna do So easily fooled You are so easily fooled So easily fooled Come on now, marry me Please marry me Hey, I just want some respect I might be enough to cover you up And hold you down Next to me and then run you around Look at me once you might see that the color is red Blurring up your eyes and your head Coppertones and empire home Everybody needs a home Takes centuries to build And seconds to fall I wait so patiently for you to fall fall fall fall But you never fall Jimmy coconut I am the coconut, etc Buying the coconut,etc |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
the expedition has fifty goes
40 roses i neglect make you way way way way way way way far away where you stay where you play where do you play? can you say what you need when you really need it? are you gonna feel it? lady i know-know-know you don't no prices for your petty crime if i should function two layer under around the circle luxury is so tough so toughen up, toughen up, i'm a -toughen up tonight we interact like seperate worlds spoken variants you hurl saw you hurl |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
rotten device, i'll say it twice
i'm too much i'm too much comforted here costs too much too much, we'll leave you everywhere eyes, nowhere to die no place to shove your sharpened heel i'm looking looking for a tired face in case you wanted to go i know, i'm breathing in to the end calling the bluffs, talking so tough goodbye to the ugly steeple fear good times for ever after i'm just a man you see who i am i'm binding my hooks and open the books dirty black hearts angel of corpus cristi you're so misty, tell me what i want to hear i know i'm reeling in...[x2] to the end [x4] i know i'll never know [x2] |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
woke up to people so tall to you
i can't so i won't stand up chuck break luck look for the splinters you might see where they come in go down, sweet yardley i won't let you fall down, sweet yardley i won't let you fall down, here, now ah- god damn the guts and the gore nobody's crying 'cause there's no one to score for come up sweet randy i won't let you fall -what you got to lose? what you got to prove? who you gonna screw down here? ..now here now ..i am.. here now..i am... here... now... your life is about to-to come away from the mirror in a rainshed generation fight this generation (x 15 or so) stop right |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
child, don't you know
i don't want to let you go child, don't you know that i don't wanna let you (x11) styles, they come and go but i'm not going to let you go styles, they come and go but i'm not gonna let you (x11) |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
come on in...
grave architecture (x2) walk the marble malls [?] the monuments to those who fall and it's a pocket less than narco shell-bit stiff the crypt and the others are rough and the hood's so rad and i'm fucking glad glad to see that, know what it means it takes a lot grave architecture (x2) stroll past the strip is it old? am i clipped? am i just a bathtub waiting to be gripped or found on shady ground? and the lampshade's poised on the overwhelm drugs, and need the talent to breathe it takes a lot oh yeah, you wanna be like a blind fish positive, we're positive-- go! takes a lock-grip, baby to put you to war and i'm pushin' you back than ever ??? that'll push you hard it takes em...... |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
doctors leaving for the holiday season
got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab and in the parking lots --is this the den he bought? he never, he never complains when it's hot he phoned the fallen daughter in the sauna playing contract bridge they're soaking up the fawn or doing blotters i don't know which ..which...which... boys are dying on these streets i know the medical world could knock you out to sell the coins that you jayed last thursday dine by candelight and hold your savings tight you never, you never know when the bridge falls apart we spoke of latent causes sterile gauzes and the bedside morale we traipse around the table talking sentences so incomplete... please! plea! boys are dying on these streets... |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
ahhh!!! shit, baby.
canyon bro', your life is worked in dream about the witch trials you get all too lot of pepper in your forecast beneath the shady mezzanine keep it when you want to belong... july fourth, raging fortune dream about the witch trials send in the romance of people with their dreadlocks tied like winshields in the night keep it when you want to belong... i keep my head on for pretty jades i keep my head up for ships and shade i keep my head up for richie raid? i keep my head up for guilty rays? --(feel like i'm falling!!) allez! allez! allez! allez! allez! allez! allez! allez!... |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
hold on tight she wears the seek
it's got more stars than the sky it's still forbidden to excuse that little look in your eye i was busted in my gut that time that time i said 'i know it's true' why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? i can't believe she's married to roe i would have turned down the light but she always marked my fear doesn't make it alright. i wanted to stay there but you know i needed more than that why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? why didn't i ask? |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
i traced my family line
it ends up where the window-passing grainy days forgetting she's away here's the straight and narrow: brought my wheelbarrow and it's filled with the lies and the dirt and the hurt but i won't need someone to let me be i won't need someone to let me be up up the counting thrones and the voice could soothe your captivate the senses like a ginger ale rain those who've got the mirror curse the tainted pharaohs take off! respect fun, you might learn how it runs but i won't need someone to let me be no i won't need someone to let me be [x2] no i won't need someone to let me go let me breathe |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
one trial down in Spanos County
ladies always turn up to watch them fall and the hands they bind you they bind you like you want to be broken but the land is comin', babe it's coming up golden gold and silver streaks when you hit them you can't buy sand in the gross land don't say what to make 'em feel they got take it off my wrists Jacob you move up my wrists Jacob you move..when you move you don't move! you don't moooove!! alright i want a cigarette all those trials and things they try to do while wondering over why we're insane damn land ho(?), won't you? |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
know that i could
bend my tongue outwards leave your lungs hurting tucking my shirt in to pants i wear so well cross your t's -shirt smell worse than you're lying caught my dad crying loose like the wind from the rough we get par sleek city woman and waiting to spar well i'm drowning for your thirst [x4] getting off on the candelabra we call her Barbara breeding like larva she rabblerousin' dental surf combat get out those hard hats and sing me some scat late lovin' god (?) she's a-changing her tune i don't need a minister to call me a groom but i'm rattled by the rush [x4] wOoOoOoOoOo no soap in the john (x4) makes you wanna say your prayers... (rattled by the rush) |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
Frequently called numbers
snorin when you slumber Everyone, knows you do why won't you admit it Screw you! and take it all force fed integration from the corporation I don't need this corporation attitude I believe I will never leave your serpentine pad darling when you wake up better ask the grown ups if they have posed'm twice leave them and lead other lives Think it might be another thing that i would want to know but i don't know if I should, if I could and if I would any way I beleive I will never leave your serpentine pad |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
there is no castration feeling
in a chair you will be with me we'll dance [x4] but no one will dance with us in this zany town chim-chim-chim-cheerie sing a song of praise for your elders, they're in the back pick out some brazilian nuts for your engagement check that expiration date, man, it's later than you think you can't enjoy yourself, i can't enjoy myself [x2] move that swing and watch it break, strength like an ox but i won't be there to leave you ah-ah-ah 'cause i don't have a clue anymore maybe we could dance [x3] together together together together first time you'll see and then you'll be five times forever and you'll never get lost |
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from Pavement - Wowee Zowee (1995)
your western homes are locked forever
the new frontier is not that near magnetic screens that fold in backward will only bring you years of fear this is what i always wanted, a new home with a place to breathe bring your congregation someday and you will never... never see what i want i can't see what i want can't see what i want i can't see what i want what i want can't see |
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from I Shot Andy Warhol (나는 앤디 워홀을 쐈다) by John Cale [ost] (1996) | |||||
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
A welcome to my friends:
This house is a home and a home's where I belong Where the feelings are warm and the foundations are strong If my soul has a shape, well, then it is an ellipse And this slap is a gift 'Cause your cheeks have lost their lustre You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre, lustre, lustre, lustre Take it back -- send return out of time Tape machine needs to be aligned Aloha means goodbye, and also hello -- it's in how you inflect Put the bark in the dog, and you've got a guardian When the capital's S, it is followed by a T -- and it's probably me And the tones are grouped in clusters You know, the tones are grouped in clusters Well the tones are grouped in clusters You know the tones are grouped in clusters, clusters, clusters, clusters Take it back -- kiss me into the past Lately never gonna last |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
Hey
You needed 'A' for effort But I give you a 'Z' for delivery, my friend You are too late and I need to escape To my private apartment And my gross, gross television set It's new and it's current it's got New and it's current is hot Special special director's cut Just for you, my friend my friend Blasted concept and my cherry area Is just a little scary to be around right now So keep away, my friend Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Watch that hand, my friend You're in a sacred environment You're in a sacred environment, ya know I need to go, I need to go, I need to |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
The actress is always breaking things
the things you made and she took you for And I'm so tired -- I'd be lying -- I hope the prarie buys you more The fitness coast is growing near the shores they don't stay blond this year That's why the marble lawns stay clear and warm in time I want to stay but my time is wasting The magic lands call my name They want to fire a missle launcher But I know I need to stay We all know that by staying here it'll be a good high this year So what's the use to staying there if you've got no use for time The fitness coast is growing near the shores they don't stay blond all year the continent moves with growing fears It's all for expensive lawn I want to stay but my time is wasting The magic lawns call my name I want to fire a missle launcher But I know I need to stay I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
The actress is always breaking things
the things you made and she took you for And I'm so tired -- I'd be lying -- I hope the prarie buys you more The fitness coast is growing near the shores they don't stay blond this year That's why the marble lawns stay clear and warm in time I want to stay but my time is wasting The magic lands call my name They want to fire a missle launcher But I know I need to stay We all know that by staying here it'll be a good high this year So what's the use to staying there if you've got no use for time The fitness coast is growing near the shores they don't stay blond all year the continent moves with growing fears It's all for expensive lawn I want to stay but my time is wasting The magic lawns call my name I want to fire a missle launcher But I know I need to stay I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) I know I need to stay (and fight the day.) |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
Old intuition -- on your dock we're fishin'
Come on now, give us a grade A for effort, and a B for delivery C for devotion when the world starts encroaching on your plans Where is the savoir, where is the savoir -- he's not here right now Where is the savoir, where is the savoir-faire? Embassy row -- the fumes they lay low On lanes that are wide -- where the limousines glide On the wrought-iron gates and the bone china plates And don't forget your manners where the anthems play In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown Maids, they are frisked -- and asses are kissed I needed a visa -- I bought off a geezer Political favors could make you a savior In an open corner where the news is late In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take a crown, I'm gonna take a crown I need to get born, I need to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of being misread By men in dashikis and their lefist weeklies Colonized wrath -- their shining new path The converted castle of moorish design If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldn't mind The plots they are hatching, the surface is scratching In an open corner where the news is late In a netherland of foreign beads In a netherland of foreign beads In a netherland of foreign beads I'm gonna take you down, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
Open call for prison architects
Send me your blueprints ASAP Stack the walls such that I cannot breathe Man is breedin' forever, because of the weather I hope soon to leave from the east No more absolutes, no more absolutes Stick your penitentiary clothes inside the vent and run along, Leigh Amateur seasalt gatherers colonized They're good enough for Conrad Hilton, not good enough for my eyes I trust you will tell me if I am making a fool of myself Man is breedin' forever, breedin' forever, they come out and blister the sea, oh yeah |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
Open call for prison architects Send me your blueprints ASAP Stack the walls such that I cannot breathe Man is breedin' forever, because of the weather I hope soon to leave from the east No more absolutes, no more absolutes Stick your penitentiary clothes inside the vent and run along, Leigh Amateur seasalt gatherers colonized They're good enough for Conrad Hilton, not good enough for my eyes I trust you will tell me if I am making a fool of myself Man is breedin' forever, breedin' forever, they come out and blister the sea, oh yeah |
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come on in...
grave architecture (x2) walk the marble malls [?] the monuments to those who fall and it's a pocket less than narco shell-bit stiff the crypt and the others are rough and the hood's so rad and i'm fucking glad glad to see that, know what it means it takes a lot grave architecture (x2) stroll past the strip is it old? am i clipped? am i just a bathtub waiting to be gripped or found on shady ground? and the lampshade's poised on the overwhelm drugs, and need the talent to breathe it takes a lot oh yeah, you wanna be like a blind fish positive, we're positive-- go! takes a lock-grip, baby to put you to war and i'm pushin' you back than ever ??? that'll push you hard it takes em...... |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
harness your hopes
Harness your hopes on just one person because you know a harness was only made for one Don't telegraph your passes You'll end up with molasses cauterized in syrup And syrup and molasses And I'm checking out the asses The assets that attract us To anything that moves We're deep inside the grooves And it's time to shake the rations cause someone's gonna cash in The plot it turns again The reference starts at ten Well show me A word that rhymes with Pavement And I won't kill your parents And roast them on a spit And a-don't you try to etch it Or permanently sketch it Or your gonna catch a bad bad cold And the freaks have stormed the white house I moved into a lighthouse It's on a scenic quay It's oh so far away Far away from the beginning The shroud is made of linen The yearling took the purse The goth kid has a hearse Heart-breaking Earth-quaking Kiwis they are home baking Minds wide open truly Leisure A leisure suit is nothing It's nothing to be proud of In this late century And I'm asking you to hold me Just like the morning paper Pinched between your pointer Your index and your thumb It's a semi-automatic Believers are ecstatic You see the way they cling The cold metallic sting And I'm living in a coma For Donna de Varona The harness made of hopes The lovers on the ropes Nun is to church As the parrot is to perch And my Heart's Wide open Truly |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
harness your hopes
Harness your hopes on just one person because you know a harness was only made for one Don't telegraph your passes You'll end up with molasses cauterized in syrup And syrup and molasses And I'm checking out the asses The assets that attract us To anything that moves We're deep inside the grooves And it's time to shake the rations cause someone's gonna cash in The plot it turns again The reference starts at ten Well show me A word that rhymes with Pavement And I won't kill your parents And roast them on a spit And a-don't you try to etch it Or permanently sketch it Or your gonna catch a bad bad cold And the freaks have stormed the white house I moved into a lighthouse It's on a scenic quay It's oh so far away Far away from the beginning The shroud is made of linen The yearling took the purse The goth kid has a hearse Heart-breaking Earth-quaking Kiwis they are home baking Minds wide open truly Leisure A leisure suit is nothing It's nothing to be proud of In this late century And I'm asking you to hold me Just like the morning paper Pinched between your pointer Your index and your thumb It's a semi-automatic Believers are ecstatic You see the way they cling The cold metallic sting And I'm living in a coma For Donna de Varona The harness made of hopes The lovers on the ropes Nun is to church As the parrot is to perch And my Heart's Wide open Truly |
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what i was was a pissing johnson
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Deviances anticipated
Triple-X or at least R-rated San Tropez, the middle of May There's no tan lines tonight No tan lines tonight, But trench it, rev it It's time to share spit In the sauna, we'll become close With ya, oh yeah! Princess with a cold killer instinct Winked at me from across the ice rink Pleather uppers soft for the spins But she gives it away without a rest Language buried her in the motherland Language barrier in the Pathan grain Yeah, oh yeah! You will be my candy striper Junior Leaguer, bedpan wiper Convalescent enema essence I live to be gray, I live to be gray! |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
Deviances anticipated
Triple-X or at least R-rated San Tropez, the middle of May There's no tan lines tonight No tan lines tonight, But trench it, rev it It's time to share spit In the sauna, we'll become close With ya, oh yeah! Princess with a cold killer instinct Winked at me from across the ice rink Pleather uppers soft for the spins But she gives it away without a rest Language buried her in the motherland Language barrier in the Pathan grain Yeah, oh yeah! You will be my candy striper Junior Leaguer, bedpan wiper Convalescent enema essence I live to be gray, I live to be gray! |
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Embrace the senile genius
Watch him reinvent the wheel I don't need your summary acts, summary acts to give into the narrative age Old to begin -- I will set you back, set you back, set you Old to begin -- I will set you back, set you back, set you We get to feeling like a fixture Set in 1966 -- time came that we drifted apart Drifted apart to find an identical twin Old to begin -- I will set you back, set you back, set you Old to begin -- I will set you back, set you back, fella Searching for latent cause -- blame it on menopause Or perhaps stress and strain -- credit cards, lumbar pain But I've seen your double dares everything extraordinaire I know the things you do are gonna come back |
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You know you've got it all wrong -- there's no other way to find it
You know you gotta be strong -- and I really hope you plan to buy it 'Cause that's the way to Passat, babe And that's the car to his soul He will bring you all the millions in gold, child -- if you will only let him have his role Everybody wishes you'd gone -- I've got no time to find it And the dealer with the jingly song will never match my price reduction 'Cause that's the way to Passat, babe And that's the car to his soul He will bring you all the millions in gold if you will only let him have his role Yeah, you gotta be strong -- there's no other way to fund it All the plantings are young and able -- and I hope you find a way to buy it 'Cause that's the way to his heart, babe And that's the way to his soul You got to give him millions in gold, child -- before I go the way of the sold And that's the way to his heart, babe And that's the way to his soul You've got to give him millions in gold, child -- before I go the way of the sold |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
Roll With The Wind
Many are the men who get lost around the bend Solitary rejects with a need to spawn Well the hell you are a-raisin' The skirts you are a-chasin' Gonna send the letter bomb back to you Roll! Roll with the wind! Roll! Roll with the wind! ? theres always equation For what you are made up of what you're gonna be Wise, you are a shaman and rich a Boston prominent, poor, you're just so common and that's all there is Roll! Roll with the wind! Roll! Roll with the wind! Clarity was lost in the guts of the Xerox machine Say what you need Say what you mean Don't keep me guessing Playing to packed houses and quiet as church mouses And building up a circus tent with black ??? Well I get high on action Heavy tooth compaction Building up a root canal entre vous Roll! Roll with the wind! Roll! Roll with the wind! Charity's new members lost it so save the reciept Save the reciept Save the reciept Save the reciepts Don't keep me guessing You gotta roll! Roll with the wind! Roll with the wind! You gotta roll! Roll with the wind! Roll with the wind! |
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from Pavement - Brighten The Corners (1997)
Roll With The Wind
Many are the men who get lost around the bend Solitary rejects with a need to spawn Well the hell you are a-raisin' The skirts you are a-chasin' Gonna send the letter bomb back to you Roll! Roll with the wind! Roll! Roll with the wind! ? theres always equation For what you are made up of what you're gonna be Wise, you are a shaman and rich a Boston prominent, poor, you're just so common and that's all there is Roll! Roll with the wind! Roll! Roll with the wind! Clarity was lost in the guts of the Xerox machine Say what you need Say what you mean Don't keep me guessing Playing to packed houses and quiet as church mouses And building up a circus tent with black ??? Well I get high on action Heavy tooth compaction Building up a root canal entre vous Roll! Roll with the wind! Roll! Roll with the wind! Charity's new members lost it so save the reciept Save the reciept Save the reciept Save the reciepts Don't keep me guessing You gotta roll! Roll with the wind! Roll with the wind! You gotta roll! Roll with the wind! Roll with the wind! |
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Blind date with the chancer, we had oysters and dry lancers
And the check, when it arrived, we went dutch, dutch, dutch, dutch A redder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash And this emery board is giving me a rash I'm flat out You're so beautiful to look at when you cry Freeze, don't move You've been chosen as an extra in the movie adaptation of the sequel to your life A shady lane, everybody wants one, a shady lane, everybody needs one Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh your god, oh his god, oh her god It's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god The worlds collide, but all that we want is a shady lane Glance, don't stare Soon you're being told to recognize your heirs No, not me I'm an island of such great complexity Distress surrounds In the muddy peaceful center of this town Tell me off In the hotel lobby right in front of all the bellboys and the over-friendly concierge A shady lane, everybody wants one, a shady lane, everybody needs one Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh your god, oh his god, oh her god It's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god The worlds collide, but all that I want is a shady lane |
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Blind date with the chancer
we had oysters and dry lancers when the check arrived we went dutch, dutch, dutch, dutch a redder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash And this emory board is giving me a rash I'm flat out You're so beautiful to look at when you cry Freeze, don't move You've been chosen as an extra in the movie adaptation of the sequel to your life. A shady lane -- everybody wants one A shady lane -- everybody needs one Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god Oh my god, oh your god, oh his god, over god It's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god The worlds collide, but all that we want is a shady lane Glance, don't stare Soon you're being told to recognize your heirs No, not me -- I'm an island of such great complexity Stress surrounds in the muddy peaceful center of this town Tell me off in the hotel lobby right in front of all the bellboys and the over-friendly concierge A shady lane -- everybody wants one A shady lane -- everybody needs one Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god Oh my god, oh your god, oh his god, oh her god It's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god The worlds collide, but all that I want is a shady lane. |
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Mary, you smell different
Get up early in the bed For you morning comes so easy Spells have been cast and the urge has been lost Snipers posted bills as they should Of our midnight vacation This is our vacation, and it's my chance to make it up to you Stare at sequin seconds as they stick to the wall People of the bay - it is excruciatingly grey Face the front when it comes for you Type slowly Wish upon my ankles Wish upon my blue incandescent shiny brawling guillotine The edge of creation is blurred and blushed Not a lot of room to grow Inside this leather terrarium Sci-fi darling, sci-fi darling don't go Back on the planet now And I'm beginning to wonder how Echelon your dreams and they'll come true Type slowly Echelon your dreams and they'll come true Type slowly |
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I heard what you said -- the leaders are dead
They're robbing the skies -- I can hear their followers cry: Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream The language of influence is cluttered with hard hard C's And I put a spy-cam in a sorority Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen Ah-ooh There's no women in Alaska There's no Creoles in Vermont There's no coast of Nebraska My mother, I forgot Slavic princess with a rose in her teeth Do you suppose she would bite you if she could? Insane cobra split the wood Trader of the lowland breed Call a jittney, drive away In the slipstream we will stay Stay away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away |
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Pigs, they tend to wiggle when they walk
the infrastructure rots and the owners hate the jocks with their agents and their dates if the signatures are checked you'll just have to wait and we're counting up the instants that we save tired nation so depraved from the cheap seats see us wave to the camera it took a giant ramrod to raze the demon settlement but high-ho silver, ride high-ho silver, ride take another ride to see me home listen to me! i'm on the stereo stereo oh my baby baby baby baby babe gave me malaria hysteria what about the voice of geddy lee how did it get so high? i wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy? (i know him and he does!) and you're my fact-checkin' cuz (Aww...) well focus on the quasar in the mist the kaiser has a cyst and i'm a blank want list the qualms you have and if they stick they will drown you in a crick in the neck of a woods that was populated by tired nation on the fly everybody knows advice that was give out for free lots of details to discern lots of details but high-ho silver ride high-ho silver ride takes another ride to make me oh, get off the air i'm on the stereo stereo oh my baby baby baby baby baby babe gave me malaria hysteria |
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You better find your way out, you better learn how to run
You better walk away, and leave the angles for the shills Well I've been thinking for days about the means and the ways that I could hate all I touch I know you're my lady but I could trickle, I could flood A voice coach taught me to sing, he couldn't teach me to love All the above Easy talkin' border blockin' transport is arranged Praise the grammar police, set me up with your niece Walk to Baltimore, and keep the language off the street Well I'm of several minds, I am the worst of my kind I wanna cremate the crutch I know you're my lady but phone calls could corrupt the morning I heed the surgeon's warning -- pillars of eights I swung my fiery sword, I vent my spleen at the lord He is abstract and bored -- too much milk and honey Well I'll waltz through the wilderness with nothing but a compass and a canteen Settin' the scenes Easy walkin' border blockin' transport is arranged |
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Sherri, you smell different
Get up early in the bed -- for you morning comes so easy Spells have been cast and the urge has been lost Snipers posted bills -- as they should -- of our midnight vacation Back on the planet now -- I'm beginning to see just how Echelon your dreams and they'll come true Type slowly One of us is a cigar stand -- and one of us is a lovely blue incandescent guillotine The edge of creation is blurred and blushed Not a lot of room to grow inside this leather terrarium People of the bay -- it is excruciatingly gray Face the front when he comes for you Type slowly Cherish your memorized weakness Fashioned from a manifesto -- lady, I am no futurist I'm my only critic, I Trolls in the glen are consorting again The liberals say they don't exist but I know that they do Reinforce your literal ass -- hit it on the first or second pass Frozen images, respected few Type slowly |
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Sherri, you smell different Get up early in the bed -- for you morning comes so easy Spells have been cast and the urge has been lost Snipers posted bills -- as they should -- of our midnight vacation Back on the planet now -- I'm beginning to see just how Echelon your dreams and they'll come true Type slowly One of us is a cigar stand -- and one of us is a lovely blue incandescent guillotine The edge of creation is blurred and blushed Not a lot of room to grow inside this leather terrarium People of the bay -- it is excruciatingly gray Face the front when he comes for you Type slowly Cherish your memorized weakness Fashioned from a manifesto -- lady, I am no futurist I'm my only critic, I Trolls in the glen are consorting again The liberals say they don't exist but I know that they do Reinforce your literal ass -- hit it on the first or second pass Frozen images, respected few Type slowly |
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Out beyond the call of duty --
hold your instincts hostage and stick near me Let's drink a toast -- it's the most I can stand to cry about The mental energy you wasted on this wedding invitation Let's thank the host -- you've been such a perfect host The roast was just so perfectly prepared Now I know you care -- now I know you care We are underused We are underused Simply put, I want to grow old -- dying does not meet my expectations Let's drink a toast to all those who arrived alive to tell About their struggles in hushed tones around a fire It's late winter -- let's sink the ship, mix our blood, just the tip A crip is sleeping on the basement stairs Oh, I know he's there -- oh, I know he's there We are underused We are underused, yeah (We are underused.) (We are underused.) (We are underused.) (We are underused.) We are under, under, under, under, underused! (We are underused.) We are under, under, under, under, underused! (We are underused.) |
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Billie and my friend the saint
You're perfect in so many ways But you never looked hard at a fetus in a jar You never saw your mama change And this wonderland of spite Does not shine into your night Like widows are seen as stigmatized beings Who ought to have second chance And hurricanes spin like debutantes in a trance Sue the fortune-teller Rue the rising tide General Washington Patented that skull, throw him out Ship that hollandaise Feel the heart fell of touche See the longer you tease, the stronger the needs The highs and the fruit are long Up to the one a kid Call the bluff when the money's in You're a hungry matron and you are just what I need I was tired of the best years of my life Sue the fortune-teller Rue the rising tide General Washington Patented that skull, throw him out |
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from Pavement - Terror Twilight (1999)
So much for destiny, a pinprick on my knee
The frost you paint across our dead affair I sensed the toxic aura from the second we touched You were stitched-up venom and I was the cursed from the Vedic Time is a one-way track and I am not coming back I dream in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? Time tired, you're tainted through, wind songs and substitutes I dream in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? The afterlife is steep, we wander and retreat And everyone is after us Skirt the gaunt street hawkers with the black lemonade Keep an arrow trained on their conflicted minds 'cause they stutter Time is a one-way track and I am not coming back I dream in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? Time tired, you're tainted fruit, wind, songs and substitutes I dream in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? I bleed in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? I bleed in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? I bleed in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? I bleed in beige, why'd you lead me so far now? |
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If you enjoy the company
Of a descending family tree Well, tuck in your thoughts, it's there or it's not The feeling is mutual Well, pardon my birth, I just slipped out Origins I can't brag about A spawn of a bank inquisitor And thieves, I wish Watch out, the snitch also involves himself in blackmail One would think the interests conflict The air is so taut, I feel so thin Hot as the come to closing in Hot as the gun I'm closing in And reap the benefits Beware, the head of state says that she believes in leprechauns Irish folk tales scare the shit out of me Be as it may, I'm happy to say I'm around Miles accrued and passengers add up The message on the mirror says "stick with me" 'Cause no one's there to read your reflection when I'm gone Get it on |
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Lip balm on watery clay
Relationships, hey hey hey You kiss like a rock, but you know I need it anyway Angle for the ringside seats, when they fall don't blame me Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues How you gonna tech him to walk When he can't even finish the, he can't even finish the songs Of the law, are they civilized or Satanist? Cater to my walls and see if they fall, don't leave me Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues They wear you down sometimes, kids like wine Magic Christians chew the rind 'Cause bad girls are always bad girls Let's let 'em in Darling, we're up against it And there is no time for Tie-ins, tie-ins, tie-ins, go Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues Bring on the major leagues They wear you down sometimes, kids like wine Magic Christians chew the rind 'Cause bad girls are always bad girls Let 'em in |
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Cardiac kid, kinda like it
Kinda like it Cardiac kid don't go Chronological on all your friends First you'll cause accidents Raise the roof, make us tense Follow through to the ends And we'll rip the heart out from the defense The lion reaps his own reward Serengeti nightmare for the eco-tour You're a nice guy, and I hate you for that Thanks to people like you I'm no longer half bad Mandrake versus the snake I got it on the camera for posterity But my stolen wild orchids got cut See those sherpas chirping from the autobus It's got the right to sit on that face Well, it was put here for me because I am great I've got the right to sit on that face Everybody look at me and my wonderful place Patty, Patty, Patty, you're so catty And it's not fair because I like to doody doddy do Catty, catty, catty you're so patty And it's unfair 'cause I like to doody doddy do with you And it's unfair 'cause I like to Doody doddy doody da with you Di da di doody da with you |
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from Pavement - Terror Twilight (1999)
Speak, see, remember
The crimes it took to get you through Deadbeat December There's blood in the butter, the kitchens are closed For the holidays You know that I've got to say There's been a lot of talk since you're onto me On, Daddy, on To find in the fishes, the creatures, the air Been hanging around God loves you, but what could he do? Yeah, what could he do? Passion and a loving suggestion Gonna send you into somebody's icy arms and now Graphics will do the deal justice It's a can't lose, only two times or three or four or more To find in the love, in the creatures, the air You're hanging around God loves you, but what could he do? Quit hanging around God loves you, but what could he do? What could he do? Yeah, what could he do? The terror twilight It all to get down for it The terror twilight It all to get down for it The terror twilight It all to get down for it The terror twilight It all to get down To love, in the fine, in the creatures, the air You're hanging around God loves you, but what could he do? My friend, you're hanging around God loves you, but what could he do? What could he do? What could he do? What could he do? Buy now, develop the coast and raise the Sight lines, the oceans are moving out and Someday, develop the coast and sell the air You know if we could, we'd sell the air Stand back, expansion is what we do the best I don't see the grass and the fields I see an epicenter with agendas and you're aware they must be met I hope you're aware they must be met |
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However you feel, whatever it takes
Whenever it's real, whatever awaits Whatever you need, however so slight Whenever it's real, whenever it's right I've been thinking long and hard about the things you said to me Like a bitter stranger Now I see the long, the short, the middle, and what's in between I could spit on a stranger Pour me out You're a bitter stranger Pour me out Whatever you feel, whatever it takes Whenever it's real, whatever awaits me Whatever you need, however so slight Wherever it leads, whenever it's right Honey, I'm a prize and you're a catch, and we're a perfect match Like two bitter strangers Now I see the long and short of it, and I can make it last I could spit on a stranger Pour me out You're a bitter stranger Pour me out Well, I could spit on a stranger Pour me out You're a bitter stranger Pour me out I see the sunshine in your eyes I'll try the things you'll never try I'll be the one that leaves you high High, high |
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Capistrano swallow
Answer to your inner voice and please return God installed that radar In your pointy little beak so you'd return Epileptic surgeons with their eyes x'ed out Attend to the torn-up kid Salivate and reckon With all the sick things that you did The secondary stumbles 'Cause the cadence of the count has led them astray Pray their intuition Leads them crashing into bodies in a perfect way But I, I saw you Reeling in a parking lot I, I saw you Rally 'round a parking lot Line up for the comfort and kick it on the bumper No, there is no leeway You're standing on the freeway in love Motion, you were destined for the pauper's grave Architecture students Are like virgins with an itch they cannot scratch Never build a building 'til you're fifty What kind of life is that? Stalled out on an escalator Wishing which way to return, up or down My Palestinian nephew Got his face blown off in a dusty craft |
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from Pavement - Terror Twilight (1999)
Tangled in the midst of all the trust
The way you pissed inside the brain file Technology drives Show me your dots now Who was it that said the world Was mainly all divorces and spare change? Let's lethalize our slingshots And swallow propane You are a light The calm in the day You are a light The calm in the day Senior year abroad I ripped the pea out of the pod In store for three months of exile in Spain Where was the danger? Watch out for the gypsy children in the electric dresses They're insane I hear they live in crematoriums And smoke your remains You are a light The calm in the day You are a light The calm in the day My drive stick, gotta love it, automatic Oh, everybody's gotta ride in something High life, lived, comatoased him, bring it on in Oh, I hope it arrives by Monday Dry ice, skid, button your slips and porridge and nippers I have to die on Sunday Irate kid, laundromat spinners, and let's act like winners And oh, gotta roam 'cause I am the isolator Gotta roam 'cause I am the isolator |
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from Pavement - Shady Lane (2000) |