Kings Of Leon

You know you could've been a wonder
Takin' your circus to the sky
You couldn't take it on the tight rope
No you had to take it on the side
You always like it undercover
Tucked in between your dirty sheets
But no one's even listenin' to ya
In between the hollers and the screams

And I said nah nah hey hey
Another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste
In the black of the night till the red morning light

You got your cozy little corner
All night you're jammin' all your dick
Hangin' out just like a street sign
And pull a twenty dollar trick
I hear you're blowin' like a feather
And then they rub it in your face
Oh once they've had all their fun, hun
You're at the bottom of the cage

And I said nah nah hey hey
Another dirty bird ain't giving out a taste
In the black of the night till the red morning light
And I said nah nah hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away
That's not right

Hey hey another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste
Uh hey keep on givin' away and givin' it away (givin' it away)
Hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away

On our way, so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me
Rollin' numbers, passing time, got to get outside the city
In the morning all will see, just how crazy young love can be
On our own away again, don't get down my darlin'

(Chorus) I'm gonna tangle my face hair, I'm gonna tickle your daughter
3 o'clock in the morning, they all cry to me
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels, an' your cherry red lipstick
Look out your window -- I'm on your street (that's where i'll be)

Miles away, so unclear, almost lost it in Montana
Lets pull over, have us a choke, I love to watch you when your dancin'
I wonder if they ever dreamed they would get just what we gave them
All wrapped up in bein' 19, chasin' stars that are fallin'
Chorus...

An' when that train heads home
They're gonna be so gone gone, you ain't never gonna see me
I'm-a gone gone, you ain't nothin' to me
An' when they shine them streets, they only find our song
Chorus X2

I'm on your street, they all cry to me X4

It's your life
Don't you let 'em tell you when to bat your eyes
You're the only one who's gonna sacrifice
Makes no difference if you're right or wrong
Take that ride
But I want your little sister by your side
Maybe little later we can all collide
Do our lovin' like a rollin' stone
Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted

An innocent smile
Runnin' free
Baby gonna give it like it used to be

Show your face
Livin' in the shadow like you got no name
Enough to make a little girly go insane
Be my guest an' let it out tonight
But it's ok
I know all about the little games you play
Shakin' your apple right in my face
Only want ya t'know that I'm beggin' for a bite
Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted

I'm gonna get your mamma
I'm gonna get your pa
I'm gonna tell everybody
Just what I saw
So show your face (show your face)
Your little apple shake-a (show your face)
I know the love you give (show your face)
I know the love you take-a (show your face)

Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time

Blistered cracked and bleeding
Cold no one should know
Rain falls down a freezin'
And stickin' like a snow
Lingering suspicions
Screamin' in my head
Lies all mixed up with omissions
Aw welcome home again
It's too late for apologies they're falling at my feet

(Chorus) This is just the way of the world Joe said
I had to put a bullet into his head
An' then he lit up a cigarette
He decided to call up his fat friend Fred
Well he said Fred I just killed a man
I caught him laying with my girlfriend
An' now they're both dead
Dudes can be so cold when they're dead

Callin' all the neighbors
Time to make amends
Whiskey floods the table
Aw good friends 'til the end
An' they're makin' silly faces and it's tastin' bitter sweet
Chorus...

It's too late for apologies they're falling at my feet
Chorus X2

Dirty belly of a secret town
Cheap trick hookers, they're hanging out at the barn at the Greyhound station
And the bare-chested boys are going down on every thing that the momma believe
Pack of smokes and a little bump of cocaine, help you feel not so strange

Said old Pa, "She don't get off, unless somebody's standing near her."
"And she'll shine, once-a she's crossed the line, hands all tied to a chair."
Oscillatin' on the ground, blowin' white noise sound, like a trani on ten."

All the bubbas got their heads in a nod,
they don't know what they love or deserve to get
Chances are that that worm in his lap
doesn't even know which fish that he'd like to bite tonight, ah tonight, tonight

Ah maybe tonight

Said old Pa, "She don't get off, unless somebody standing near her."
"And she'll shine, once she's crossed the line, hands all tied to a chair."
"Oscillatin' on the ground, blowin' white noise sound, like a trani on ten."

Cops on the call, weeding out the freaks --
fingers in the dirt, spitting out his teeth
Spitting out his teeth!

Oscillatin' on the ground, blowin' white noise sound, like a trani on ten.

Little Mona Lisa laying by my side
"Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime
I feel too close to be losin' touch
By givin' in, what am I givin' up?
Am I losin' way too much?

Hey
California waiting
Every little thing has gotta be just right
But say, while you tryin' to save me,
A can a get back my lonely life?

I'm goin' so fast an' I can't slow down
It's hard to get off when you're spinnin' 'round and 'round
I gave ya the news but nothin's changed
I'd sing you a song but they blew it away
All wrapped up in this stupid ass game

Hey
California waiting
Every little thing has gotta be just right
But say, while you tryin' to save me,
A can a get back my lonely life?

Hey
California waiting
Every little thing's gotta be just right
But say, while you tryin' to save me,
A can a get back my lonely life?

Hey
California waiting
Every little thing's gotta be just right
But say, while you tryin' to save me,
A can a get back my lonely life?

Can't I get back to my lonely life
Can't I get back to my lonely life

Spiral staircase goin' down
Paint your body red and brown
On our knees we'll feast on the sex show
Spiral staircase spiral staircase

Greasy haircuts a german chinese girl
She gonna keep y'all busy tugging at my curl
An' get your act together
you better walk, walk, walk
An' we'll walk an' ya cannot run

They all came to the party and there's four to every stall
Gets frust-er-atin' just-a pissin' on this wall
Seems like there's another story bangin'
Around every step you fake

Spiral staircase goin' down
Paint your body red and brown
On our knees we'll feast on the sex show
Spiral staircase spiral staircase

They all came to the party and there's-a four to every stall
Gets frust-er-atin' just pissin' on this wall
Seems like there's another story bangin'
Around every step you fake

Spiral staircase goin' down
Paint your body red and brown
On our knees we'll feast on the sex show
Spiral staircase spiral staircase

Spiral stair case goin' down
Paint your body red and brown
On our knees we'll feast on the sex show
Spiral staircase spiral staircase

Free -- that's all that she can bleed
That's why'll she'll never stay
White -- bare naked in the night
An' lookin' for some play
Just another girl that wants to rule the world
At any time or place
And when she gets into your head
You know she's there to stay

You want it
She's got it
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind
She's got your -- your pistol!
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind

Slow -- She's burnin' in your soul
With whispers in your ear
It's okay I'll give it anyway
Just get me out of here
You'll plead -- you'll get down on your knees
For just another taste
And when ya think she's let ya in
That's when she fades away

You want it
She's got it
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind
She's got your -- your pistol!
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind

You want it
Well she's got it
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind
She's got your -- your pistol!
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind
You want it
Well she's got it
Molly's chamber gonna change your mind
She's got your -- your pistol!

Everybody wants to be a showman
Yeah they all got another one
Everybody think they got a genius
Everybody got me on the run
Sometimes I think they come here
Just so you can say that you can
And I can't get alone in my bathroom
I need to give myself a hand

Y'all cuh-cuh-cuh-creepin'
Creepin' underneath my skin
Fuck you and your flashbulbs
Snappin' my picture again
You drink all my whiskey
You steal all my smoke
And you're crowded all around me
Like I got nowhere to go

(Chorus) Eyes are gonna roll
Beggin' me to kill
Time for you to go
I'm-a-gon' spill
It ain't yo fast train
I'll be the king runnin' at the wheel
I ain't lookin' to make no deals here no

You keep stickin' to me like a prickly porcupine
You're gettin' your information from the grocery checkout line
Are ya true confessin' of your little girl obsession
Cuz I was only messin', an' I had a little time
Chorus... Chorus X2

Dusty and you are, dirty from chain
Lips of your kisses are sticking like tape
Woke you at sunrise, cold as a grave
I'll cut you some flowers, now don't be afraid
Now don't be afraid

I'm looking for somethin', to sink in my teeth without any crying
But I can't find no place or nothin', where thrills are cheap and love is divine

Home by the river, tall grassy fields, under a willow, where for to kneel
Dusty O Dusty, this is your night
You'll be so pretty, all laced in white
All laced up in white

My darling you look lovely
I've come to lay you down
Uncover your head and submit to me
We'll make a joyful sound
I don't care if you're by yourself
Or you're all alone when you need my help
Keep that smile on your pretty face
'Cause you don't have much I can't take away
Don't you worry baby, you won't feel a thing
Close your eyes, Holy Roller Novocaine

(Chorus) Lord's gonna get us back x4
I know, I know
Lord's gonna get us back x4
I know, I know

You'll be hearin' me comin'
But I can't come inside
I'll be out back in my white Cadillac
Won't you join me for a ride
We'll go up to the mountain top
Yeah I'll show all the goods I got
Don't look back keep your eyes ahead
This could be the night that the moon goes red
All the world is moaning and baby so am I
I'm just givin' you warning and I ain't telling you why
Chorus...

All the world is moaning and baby so am I
I'm just givin' you warning and I ain't telling you why
Chorus X2

Slow night, so long, she's frenching out the flavour
She's 17, but I done went and plum forgot it
No tears are gone, they're pooling on the table
No tears are gone, they're leaving their mark behind

So far so good, she's absolutely wasted
She's hanging up and changing her story around
I just don't know where leading ladies come from
I just don't know where they can be found

She's opened up just like she really knows me
I hate her face, but enjoy the company
I'll take you home, or back to Oklahoma
You're not so nice, but the sex sells so cheap

Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers
Are you too good to tango with the poor, poor boys?

Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers

He's so the purity, a shaving and a mourning
And standing on a pigeon toe in his disarray
Straight in the picture pose, he's coming around to meet you
And screaming like a battle cry, it's more if I stay

Me and your cold, driving in the snow
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
Cowgirl king of the rodeo
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll

How dare you come to me like Withnail for a favor
Ah hold on, not my fairy tale you're trying to start
Take off your overcoat, you're staying for the weekend
And swaying like a smokey grey, a drink in the park

Me and your cold, driving in the snow
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
Cowgirl king of the rodeo
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll

Good time to roll on

Aha shake
Taper jean girl with a motel face
Aha shake
Bury your eyes in a secret place
Aha shake
Black as night on a Summer day

Cunts watch their bodies
No room for make up
I think he's tasted
Tasted the watcher

Heartbreak
Knockin' 'em down like the 7th grade
Heartbreak
Cigarettes and songs with a winter's chafe
Heartbreak
Keep like my daughter and a run away

Cunts watch their bodies
No room for make up
I think he's tasted
Tasted the watcher

Aha shake
Tapered jean girl kills me

Cunts watch their bodies
No room for make up
I think he's tasted
Tasted the watcher

Pistol of fire
Pistol of fire
Pistol of fire
Shatter the frame

Go hug your sister
Go love your sister
Go hug your sister
One and the same

Aiyah
Where did you want to take me?
Aiyah
Where did you want to go?
Aiyah
Wrapping up the morning's coming
Aiyah
Home before the rooster crows

I feel the water
Out in the cool grass
Down in the meadow
Under the tree

It's gonna tickle
You're gonna giggle
It's gonna tickle
Tickle for free

Aiyah
Where did you want to take me?
Aiyah
Where did you want to go?
Aiyah
Wrapping up the morning's coming
Aiyah
Home before the rooster crows

Salty leave
Salty leave
Tell me the one about the friend you knew
And the last good night that we toasted too
Salty leave

Stay for me
Stay for me
We drank wine in the matinee
And the spotlight showed what I chased away
Stay for me

She saw my comb over
Her hourglass body
She has problems with drinking milk
And being school tardy
She'll loan you her toothbrush
She'll bartend your party

Kill me
Kill me
I called and I called, but I can't get through
Said he's on his own, but his own is you
Kill me

She saw my comb over
Her hourglass body
She has problems with drinking milk
And being school tardy
She'll loan you her toothbrush
She'll bartend your party

I'll be the one to show you the way
You'll be the one to always complain
Three in the morning come-a bang bang bang
All out of fags and I just can't wait
Cancel the thing that I said I'd do
I don't feel comfortable talkin' to you
'Less you got the zipper fixed on my shoe
Then I'll be in the lobby drinking for two

Eighteen
Balding
Star
Golden
Falling
Hard*

Look at the shakies
What's with the blush?
Fresh off the plane in my fuzzy rush
Everyone's gathered to idolize me
I hate the way you talk your Japanese scream
It's been too long since I left the shed
You kick the bucket and I'll swing my legs
Always remember the pact that we made
Too young to die but old isn't great

Eighteen
Balding
Star
Golden
Falling
Hard*

I'm-a gonna show the way
I'm-a gonna show the way
I'm-a gonna show the way

Eighteen
Balding

I used to see you every day
I used to see you every day
I danced around your folk and soul
I danced to all your fucking soul
I left you with your nose a bleedin'
And your toes creepin' around
Ah, so mundane and incomplete
Hand me down my pants and get me off this street

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come into your party, but I'm soft

Behind the fringe of a whiskey high
Mutilating cat like eyes
And in your nose blood decadence
You try to drag me into your bohemian dancing
You paint my fingers and you paint my toes
You let your perfect nipple show

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come into your party, but I'm soft
But I'm soft

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come all over your party, but I'm soft

Just like the girlies back at corner stone
Wash my bugle boy a watching my throne
Sweet mutilations of a sold to nothing man
Lord, have mercy, shake is falling through your hand

Razz the kid

Because you love me, I'm the chosen one
These are the days to not be having no fun
I listen back to what you told me before
Just tell me where to come, I'll knock down the door

Razz the kid

Toss me a breath when you hold me down
Hot like a razor on my face
Something's growing that don't help me now
Paging the doctor, just in case

Low and behold things are killing me
Silly expectation of a dream
Girls are gonna love the way I toss my hair
Boys are gonna hate the way I seem

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Peach Christmas lights spitting German ling
Feels like a fast or homeless sleep
At least there's a record that I love to play
Dreaming about a place I'll never see

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Betty, Betty, Annie is a praying
Baby, with a man like a lung
Smell her crying fighting back a fever
Mad as hell give up

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues