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I dont know just where Im goin But Im gonna try for the kingdom, if I can Cause it makes me feel like Im a man When I put a spike into my vein And I tell you things arent quite the same When Im rushin on my run And I feel just like Jesus son And I guess that I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know I have made big decision Im gonna try to nullify my life Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the droppers neck When Im closin in on death You cant help me, not you guys Or all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that Id sailed the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Goin from this land here to that On a sailors suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man cannot be free Of all the evils of this town And of himself and those around Oh, and I guess that I just dont know Oh, and I guess that I just dont know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, its my wife and its my life, haha Because a mainline into my vein Leads to a center in my head And then Im better off than dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really dont care anymore About all the Jim-Jims in this town And all the politicians makin crazy sounds And everybody puttin everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds Cause when the smack begins to flow And I really dont care anymore Ah, when that heroin is in my blood Heh, and that blood is in my head Then thank God that Im good as dead And thank your God that Im not aware And thank God that I just dont care And I guess I just dont know Oh, and I guess I just dont know
Sunday morning brings the dawning Its just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning Its just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the worlds behind you Theres always someone around you who will call Its nothing at all Sunday morning and Im falling Ive got a feeling I dont want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning Its all the streets you crossed not so long ago Watch out, the worlds behind you Theres always someone around you who will call Its nothing at all Watch out, the worlds behind you Theres always someone around you who will call Its nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning
Sometimes I feel so happy 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 Thought of you as my peak Thought of you as everything Ive had but couldnt keep Ive had but couldnt keep Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes If I could make the world as pure And strange as what I see Id put you in the mirror I put in front of me I put in front of me Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes Skip a life completely Stuff it in a cup She said, Money is like us in time It lies but cant stand up Down for you is up Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes It was good what we did yesterday And Ill do it once again The fact that you are married Only proves youre my best friend But its truly, truly a sin Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, dont forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorned, imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, Severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now bleed for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please dont forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Im waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive Im waiting for my man Hey, white boy, what you doin uptown? Hey, white boy, you chasin our women around? Oh pardon me sir, its furthest from my mind Im just lookin for a dear, dear friend of mine Im waiting for my man Here he comes, hes all dressed in black PR shoes and a big straw hat Hes never early, hes always late First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait Im waiting for my man Oh, work it now Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody bodies pinned you, but nobody cares Hes got the works, gives you sweet taste Ah, then you gotta split because you got no time to waste Im waiting for my man Baby dont you holler, darlin dont you bawl and shout Im feeling good, you know Im gonna work it on out Im feeling good, Im feeling, oh, so fine Until tomorrow, but thats just some other time Im waiting for my man Walk it home Oh, its alright Huh huh
Standin on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest And me, Im in a rock n roll band Huh Riding in a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim Ya know, those were different times Oh, all the poets they studied rules of verse And those ladies, they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane, whoa Sweet Jane, oh oh Sweet Jane Let me tell ya somethin, Jack, he is a banker And Jane, she is a clerk And both of them save their monies Hah, and when, when they come home from work Ooh, sittin down by the fire, oh The radio does play the classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say Get ready Sweet Jane, come on, baby Sweet Jane, oh Sweet Jane Some people, they like to go out dancin And other peoples, they have to work, just watch me now And theres even some evil mothers Well, theyre gonna tell you that everything is just dirt You know that women never really faint And that villains always blink their eyes, ooh And that, ya know, children are the only ones who blush And that life is just to die But anyone who ever had a heart Oh, they wouldnt turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part Oh, they wouldnt turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, oh whoa Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Heavenly wine and roses Seem to whisper to her when he smiles Heavenly wine and roses Seem to whisper to her, hey, when she smiles La, la, la, la-la-la La, la, la, la-la-la La, la, la, la-la-la La, la, la, la-la-la Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
Here she comes You better watch your step Shes going to break your heart in two, its true Its not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes Shell build you up to just put you down, what a clown Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease See the way she walks Hear the way she talks Youre written in her book Youre number thirty seven, have a look Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, shes from the street Before you start, youre already beat Shes going to play you for a fool, yes its true Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease See the way she walks Hear the way she talks Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease Oh whoa whoa Oh whoa whoa Oh whoa whoa
Ill be your mirror Reflect what you are, in case you dont know Ill be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that youre home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside, youre twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you dont know The beauty you are But if you dont, let me be your eyes A hand to your darkness so you wont be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside, youre twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands Cause I see you Ill be your mirror Ill be your mirror Ill be your mirror Ill be your mirror
1-2-3 If you close the door, the night could last forever Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never All the people are dancing and theyre having such fun I wish it could happen to me But if you close the door Id never have to see the day again If you close the door, the night could last forever Leave the wineglass out and drink a toast to never Oh, someday I know someone will look into my eyes And say hello, youre my very special one But if you close the door Id never have to see the day again Dark party bars, shiny Cadillac cars And the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain as they stand disarrayed Oh, but people look well in the dark And If you close the door, the night could last forever Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never All the people are dancing and theyre having such fun I wish it could happen to me Cause if you close the door Id never have to see the day again Id never have to see the day again, once more Id never have to see the day again
And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties? A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrows parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around Shell turn once more to Sundays clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties? Why silks and linens of yesterdays gowns To all tomorrows parties? And what will she do with Thursdays rags When Monday comes around? Shell turn once more to Sundays clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties? For Thursdays child is Sundays clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrows parties
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who youre gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion, I had to get her fixed She wasnt well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasnt high Didnt know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didnt know, they couldnt make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you Tell you whatcha do Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldnt even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to 47th Figured he was good to get himself to heaven Because he had to run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you Tell you whatcha do
Say a word for Jimmy Brown He aint got nothing at all He knocked the shirt right off his back He aint got nothing at all And say a word for Ginger Brown He walks with his head down to the ground Took the shoes right off his feet And threw the poor boy right out in the street And this is what he said Oh sweet nuthin She aint got nuthin at all Oh sweet nuthin She aint got nuthin at all Say a word for Pearly May She cant tell the night from the day They threw her out in the street Just like a cat she landed on her feet And say a word for Joana Love She aint got nothing at all With every day she falls in love And every night she falls And when she does she says Oh sweet nuthin You know she aint got nuthin at all Whoa oh, sweet nuthin She aint got nuthin at all Oh let me hear you Oh, say a word, say a word for Jimmy Brown He aint got nothing at all, not a thing And not a shirt, shirt on his back No, he aint got nothing at all And say a word for Ginger He walks with his head to the ground He took the shoes, took the shoes from his feet, from his feet And threw the poor boy out into the street And then he said Oh sweet sweet nuthin She aint got, she aint got, she aint got nuthin at all Sweet sweet, sweet sweet nuthin She aint got Sweet sweet nuthin Sweet sweet nuthin at all Sweet sweet nuthin got nuthin Oh sweet nuthin Oh oh sweet nuthin at all Oh let me hear you Oh, sweet nuthin She aint got nuthin at all She aint got nuthin at all She aint got nuthin at all She aint got nuthin at all She aint got nuthin at all She aint got nuthin at all Sweet nuthin She aint got nuthin at all Sweet sweet nuthin She aint got nuthin at all
Candy says Ive come to hate my body And all that it requires in this world Candy says Id like to know completely What others so discreetly talk about Im going to watch the blue birds fly Over my shoulder Im going to watch them pass me by Maybe when Im older What do you think Id see If I could walk away from me? Candy says I hate the quiet places That cause the smallest taste of what will be Candy says I hate the big decisions That cause endless revisions in my mind Im going to watch the blue birds fly Over my shoulder Im going to watch them pass me by Maybe when Im older What do you think Id see If I could walk away from me?
Duck and Sally inside Theyre cooking for the down pipe Whore staring at Miss Rayon Whos busy licking up her pig pen Im searching for my mainline I said I couldnt hit it sideways I said I couldnt hit it sideways Oh, just like Sister Ray said Whip it on Rosey and Miss Rayon Theyre busy waiting for her booster Who just got back from Carolina She said she didnt like the weather Theyre busy waiting for her sailor Who says hes just as big as ever He says hes from Alabama He wants to know a way to earn a dollar Im searching for my mainline I said I couldnt hit it sideways I couldnt hit it sideways Oh, just like Sister Ray said Play on Cecils got his new piece He cocks and shoots between three and four He aims it at the sailor Shoots him down dead on the floor Oh, you shouldnt do that Dont you know youll stain the carpet? Now dont you know youll stain the carpet? And by the way, have you got a dollar? Oh, no, man, I havent got the time, time Too busy sucking on a ding-dong Shes busy sucking on my ding-dong Oh, she does just like Sister Ray said Im searching for my mainline I said I couldnt hit it sideways Oh, couldnt, couldnt hit it sideways Oh it, it just, just all over the floor, the floor Now, whos that knocking? Whos that knocking on my chamber door? Now could it be the police? They come to take me for a ride, ride Oh, but I havent got the time, time Hey, hey, hey shes busy sucking on my ding-dong Shes busy sucking on my ding-dong Oh, now, just like Sister Ray said Im searching for my mainline I couldnt hit it sideways I couldnt hit it sideways Oh, just like And, just like And, just like, yea, Sister Ray said, do it! Now Rosie and Miss Rayon Theyre busy waiting for her booster Shes just back from Carolina She said shes bound to beat her sailor I said she hasnt got the time time Too busy sucking on my ding-dong Too busy sucking on my ding-dong Now, just like Sister Ray said Im searching for my mainline I said I couldnt hit it sideways Whip it on me Jim, whip it on me Jim, whip it on me Jim Said I couldnt hit it sideways Oh, do it Now just like... just like Sister Ray said I said now Cecils got his new piece He cocks it, shoots it bang between three and four He aims it at the sailor He shoots him down dead on the floor Oh, you shouldnt do that Dont you know youll hit the carpet? Dont you know youll mess the carpet? Oh, she hasnt got the time, time Busy sucking on his ding-dong Shes busy sucking on his ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said Im searching for my mainline Couldnt hit it sideways Couldnt hit it sideways Now just like, now just like, now just like Like Sister Ray said, now do it to him! Duck and Sally move it along, now! Theyre cooking for the down pipe Whore staring at Miss Rayon Whos busy licking up her pig pen Im searching for my mainline I said I couldnt hit it sideways I said I couldnt hit it sideways Oh, just like Now, just like I said oh, just like Am-ph-ph-ph-ph-ph-ph-phetamines!
Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. It was now mid-August, which meant he had been separated from Marsha for more than two months. Two months, and all he had to show was three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone calls. True, when school had ended and shed returned to Wisconsin, and he to Locust, Pennsylvania, she had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. She would date occasionally, but merely as amusement. She would remain faithful But lately Waldo had begun to worry. He had trouble sleeping at night and when he did, he had horrible dreams. He lay awake at night, tossing and turning underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothings of some neanderthal, finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion. It was more than the human mind could bear Visions of Marshas faithlessness haunted him. Daytime fantasies of sexual abandon permeated his thoughts. And the thing was, they wouldnt understand how she really was. He, Waldo, alone understood this. He had intuitively grasped every nook and cranny of her psyche. He had made her smile. She needed him, and he wasnt there. The idea came to him on the Thursday before the Mummers Parade was scheduled to appear. Hed just finished mowing and edging the Edelsons lawn for a dollar fifty and had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from Marsha. There was nothing but a circular from the Amalgamated Aluminum Company of America inquiring into his awning needs. At least they cared enough to write It was a New York company. You could go anywhere in the mails. Then it struck him. He didnt have enough money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion, true, but why not mail himself? It was absurdly simple. He would ship himself parcel post, special delivery. The next day Waldo went to the supermarket to purchase the necessary equipment. He bought masking tape, a staple gun and a medium sized cardboard box just right for a person of his build. He judged that with a minimum of jostling he could ride quite comfortably. A few air holes, some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, and it would probably be as good as going tourist! By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set. He was thoroughly packed and the Post Office had agreed to pick him up at three oclock. Hed marked the package Fragile, and as he sat curled up inside, resting on the foam rubber cushioning hed thoughtfully included, he tried to picture the look of awe and happiness on Marshas face as she opened her door, saw the package, tipped the deliverer, and then opened it to see her Waldo finally there in person. She would kiss him, and then maybe they could see a movie. If hed only thought of this before. Suddenly rough hands gripped his package and he felt himself borne up. He landed with a thud in a truck and was off Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. It had been a very rough weekend. She had to remember not to drink like that. Bill had been nice about it though. After it was over hed said he still respected her and, after all, it was certainly the way of nature, and even though, no, he didnt love her, he did feel an affection for her. And after all, they were grown adults. Oh, what Bill could teach Waldo! But that seemed many years ago Sheila Klein, her very, very best friend, walked in through the porch screen door and into the kitchen. Oh gawd, its absolutely maudlin outside. Ach, I know what you mean, I feel all icky! Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton robe with the silk outer edge. Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on the kitchen table, licked her finger and made a face. Im supposed to be taking these salt pills, but, she wrinkled her nose, they make me feel like throwing up. Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, an exercise shed seen on television. God, dont even talk about that. She got up from the table and went to the sink where she picked up a bottle of pink and blue vitamins. Want one? Supposed to be better than steak, and then attempted to touch her knees. I dont think Ill ever touch a daiquiri again. She gave up and sat down, this time nearer the small table that supported the telephone. Maybe Billll call, she said to Sheilas glance. Sheila nibbled on a cuticle. After last night, I thought maybe youd be through with him. I know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. Hands all over the place. She gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense. The thing is, after a while, you get tired of fighting with him, you know, and after all I didnt really do anything Friday and Saturday so I kind of owed it to him. You know what I mean. She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over her mouth. Ill tell you, I felt the same way, and even after a while, here she bent forward in a whisper, I wanted to! Now she was laughing very loudly It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office rang the doorbell of the large stucco-colored frame house. When Marsha Bronson opened the door, he helped her carry the package in. He had his yellow and his green slips of paper signed and left with a fifteen cent tip that Marsha had gotten out of her mothers small beige pocketbook in the den What do you think it is? Sheila asked. Marsha stood with her arms folded behind her back. She stared at the brown cardboard carton that sat in the middle of the living room. I dunno. Inside the package, Waldo quivered with excitement as he listened to the muffled voices. Sheila ran her fingernail over the masking tape that ran down the center of the carton. Why dont you look at the return address and see who its from? Waldo felt his heart beating. He could feel the vibrating footsteps. It would be soon! Marsha walked around the carton and read the ink-scratched label. Ah, god its from Waldo! That schmuck! said Sheila. Waldo trembled with expectation. Well, you might as well open it, said Sheila. Both of them tried to lift the staple flap Ah sst, said Marsha, groaning, he must have nailed it shut. They tugged on the flap again. My God, you need a power drill to get this thing open! They pulled again. You cant get a grip. They both stood still, breathing heavily Why dont you get a scissor, said Sheila. Marsha ran into the kitchen, but all she could find was a little sewing scissor. Then she remembered that her father kept a collection of tools in the basement. She ran downstairs, and when she came back up, she had a large sheet metal cutter in her hand. This is the best I could find. She was very out of breath. Here, you do it. I-Im gonna die. She sank into a large fluffy couch and exhaled noisily. Sheila tried to make a slit between the masking tape and the end of the cardboard flap, but the blade was too big and there wasnt enough room. God damn this thing! she said, feeling very exasperated. Then smiling, I got an idea. What? said Marsha Just watch, said Sheila, touching her finger to her head Inside the package, Waldo was so transfixed with excitement that he could barely breathe. His skin felt prickly from the heat, and he could feel his heart beating in his throat. It would be soon. Sheila stood quite upright and walked around to the other side of the package. Then she sank down to her knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, took a deep breath, and plunged the long blade through the middle of the package, through the masking tape, through the cardboard, through the cushioning and right through the center of Waldo Jeffers head, which split slightly and caused little rhythmic arcs of red to pulsate gently in the morning sun
There she goes again Shes out on the streets again Shes down on her knees, my friend But you know shell never ask you please again Now take a look, theres no tears in her eyes She wont take it from just any guy What can you do? You see her walkin on down the street Look at all your friends that shes gonna meet You better hit her There she goes again Shes knocked out on her feet again Shes down on her knees, my friend But you know shell never ask you please again Now take a look, theres no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly What can you do? You see her walkin on down the street Look at all your friends that shes gonna meet You better hit her Now take a look, theres no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away Oh, see her walking on down the street Look at all your friends that shes gonna meet Shes gonna bawl and shout, shes gonna work it Shes gonna work it out, bye bye Bye, bye, b-bye, bye, bye, b-b-b-b-bye, bye, bye, baby Oh, shes alright, shes alright
Myriad had choice of his fate Set themselves out upon a plate for him to choose What had he to lose? Not a ghost bloodied country all covered with sleep Where the Black Angel did weep not an old city street in the east Gone to choose And wanderings brother walked on through the night With his hair in his face on a long splintered cut from the knife Of GT The rally mans patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long to his skull Shrill yell Shining brightly red rimmed and red lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind on ice skates scraping chunks From the bells Cut mouth bleeding razors Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool, good buy So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gonna choose, choose again Sacrificials remain make it hard to forget Where you come from the stools of your eyes Serve to realize fame Choose again And Rovermans refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse With the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go And if Epiphanys terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side to be on And if the stone glances off, split didactics in two Leave the color of the mouse trails Dont scream, try between If you choose If you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game I che che, che che I Che che che, ka tah koh Choose to choose Choose to choose, choose to go
White light goin, messin up my mind And dont you know its gonna make me go blind Aw, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes Ooh, have mercy, while I have it, goodness knows White light goin, messin up my brain Aw, white light, its gonna drive me insane Aw, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes Aw, white light, I said now, goodness knows, do it Hmm, hmm, white light Aw, I surely do love watching that stuff shoot itself in Hmm, hmm, white light Watch that side, watch that side Dont you know its gonna be dead in the drive? Hmm, hmm, white heat Hey, foxy mama, watchin her walk down the street Hmm, hmm, white light Come upside your head, gonna make a dead end on your street White light moved in me through my brain White light goin, makin you go insane Aw, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes Aw, white light, I said now, goodness knows Aw, white light, it lighten up my eyes Dont you know it fills me up with surprise? Aw, white heat, tickle me down to my toes Aw, white light, I tell you now, goodness knows, now work it Hmm, hmm, white light Aw, she surely do moves me Hmm, hmm, white light Watch that speed freak, watch that speed freak Everybody gonna go and make it every week Hmm, hmm, white heat Aw, sputter, mutter, everybody gonna go and kill their mother Hmm, hmm, white light Here she comes, here she comes, everybody get n gonna make me run to her
Lady Godiva, dressed so demurely Pats the head of another curly haired boy, just another toy Sick with silence, she weeps sincerely Saying words that have oh so clearly been said So long ago Draperies wrapped gently round her shoulder Life has made her that much bolder now That shes found out how Dressed in silk, latin lace and envy Pride and joy of the latest penny fare Pretty passing care Hair today now dipped in the water Making love to every poor daughters son Isnt it fun? Now, today, propping grace with envy Lady Godiva peers to see if anyones there And hasnt a care Doctor is coming the nurse thinks sweetly! Turning on the machines that neatly pump air! The body lies bare Shaved and hairless what once was screaming! Now lies silent and almost sleeping The brain must have gone away Strapped securely to the white table Ether caused the body to wither and writhe Underneath the white light Doctor arrives with knife and baggage Sees the growth as just so much cabbage That must now be cut away Now come the moment of Great! Great! Decision! The doctor is making his first incision One goes here--one goes there The ether tubes leaking, says someone whos sloppy The patient, it seems, is not so well sleeping The screams echo up the hall Dont panic, someone give him pentothol instantly Doctor removes his blade Cagily slow from the brain By my count of ten-- The head wont move
You killed your European son You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue cars are gone You better say so long Hey hey hey, bye bye bye You made your wallpapers green You want to make love to the scene Your European son is gone Youd better say so long Your clowns bid you goodbye
Jennie said when she was just five years old There was nothin happenin at all Every time she puts on a radio There was nothin goin down at all Not at all Then one fine mornin she puts on a New York station You know she dont believe what she heard at all She started shakin to that fine, fine music You know her life was saved by rock n roll Despite all the amputations You know you could just go out And dance to the rock n roll station It was all right Hey baby, you know it was alright Jennie said when she was just bout five years old You know my parents gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars Well you know, it aint gonna help me at all Naw, just a tiny bit Then one fine mornin She turns on a New York station She doesnt believe what she hears at all Ooooh, she started dancin to that fine, fine music You know her life is saved by Rock n roll Yeah, rock n roll Despite all the computations You could just dance a to that rock n roll station And baby it was alright Hey it was alright Hey here she comes now! Jump! Jump! And Jennie said when she was just bout five years old Hey, you know, there was nothing happening at all Not at all, every time I put on the radio You know theres nothin goin down at all, not at all But one fine mornin she hears a New York station She just didnt believe what she heard at all, hey, not at all She started dancin to that fine, fine music You know her life is saved by rock n roll Yes, rock n roll Oooh, despite all the computations You know you could just dance to a rock n roll station Alright Alright And it was all right Well listen to me now And it was alright Cmon now Listen It was alright It was alright And it was alright Its alright Yeah, its alright now Yeah, its alright now It is all alright Yeah, alright now And its alright right now And its alright now Oh baby Oh baby Oh baby Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now its alright now Ooh, its alright now Oh, alright Alright now
Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic Requiring memories Both lovely and guilt free Lurid and lovely with twilight of ages Luscious and lovely and filthy with laughter Laconic giggles Ennui fort the passions In order to justify most spurious desires Rectify moments Most serious and urgent To hail upon the face of most odious time Requiring replies most facile and vacuous With words nearly singed With the heartbeat of passions Spew forth with the grace of a tart going under Subject of great concern Noble origin Denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns     Skewer the sieve of optical sewer     Release the handle that holds all the gates up     Puncture the eyeballs that seep all the muck up     Read all the books and the people worth reading     And still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling   Please raise the flag   Rosy red carpet envy   English used here   Is messenger is nervous   Its no fun at all   Out here in the hall Mister moonlight   Succulent smooth and gorgeous   Isnt it nice?   Were number One and so forth   Isnt it sweet   Being unique? For screeching and yelling and various offenses Lower the queen and bend her over the tub Against the state, the country, the committee Hold her head under the water please for an hour For groveling and spewing and various offenses Puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow The inverse, the obverse, the converse, the reverse The sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow For suitable reckonings too numerous to mention As the queen is fat she is devoured by rats There is one way to skin a cat Or poison a rat it is hetero Four hear to three forthrightly stated” Relent And obverse And inverse And perverse And reverse The inverse Of perverse And reverse And reverse And reverse And reverse And chop it And pluck it And cut it And spit it And sew it To joy On the edge Of a cyclops And spinet it To rage On the edge Of a cylindrical minute Put down that rag Simpering, callow and morose Who let you in? If I knew, then I could get out The murder you see Is a mystery to me Dear Mister Muse Fellow of wit and gentry Medieval ruse Filling the shallow and empty Fools that duel Duel in pools To Rembrandt and Oswald To peanuts and ketchup Sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes Up to the stand with your foot on the bible As king I must order and constantly arouse If you swear to catch up and throw up and up up A king full of virgin kiss me and spin it Excuse to willow and wander dark wonders Divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat The fate of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms The king on his throne, puts his hand down his robe The torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry And set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse Tantalize poets with visions of grandeur     Their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost     As the living try hard to retain what the dead lost     With double dead sickness from writing at what cost     And business And business And reverse And reverse And set the brain reeling The inverse And perverse Objections suffice Apelike and tactile bassoon Oboeing me Cordon the virus section Off to the left Is what is not right English arcane Tantamount here to frenzy Passing for me Lascivious elder passion Corpulent filth Disguised as silk Contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom I shall poison the city and sink it with fire For Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor The messengers wig seems fraught with desire For blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies The messengers skirt, would you please hook it higher For children and adults all those under ninety How truly disgusting. Would you please put it down? A stray in this fray is no condom worth saving As king Im quite just, but its just quite impossible A robe and a robe and a robe and a bat No double class inverse could make lying worth dying With cheap simian melodies   Hillbilly outgush   For illiterate ramblings   For cheap understanding   For mass understanding   The simple The inverse The compost The reverse The obtuse And stupid And business And business And cheap, stupid lyrics   And simple mass reverse   While the real thing is dying   Exit the pig   Enter the Owl and Gorgeous   King on the left It on the right and primping Adjusting his nose As he reads from his scroll Folksy knockwurst   Peel back the skin of French and     What do you find?   Follicles intertwinning   Succulent prose Wrapped up in robes Off with his head Take his head from his neck off Requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree Put out his eyes, then cut his nose off Sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes Scoop out his brain Put a string where his ears were All the kings horses and all the kings men Swing the whole mess at the end of the wire Scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor Let the wire extend from the tip of a rose Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh! But retains the remnants of what once was a nose Pass me my robe Fill my bath up with water Jumpsuit and pig meat   And making his fortune   While making them happy   With the inverse and obverse And making them happy   And making them happy   With the coy and the stupid Just another dumb lackey   Who puts out one thing   While singing the other   But the real things alone   And it is no mans brother   No one knows   No nose is good news and senseless   Extend the wine   Drink here, a toast to selfless   Ten year old port   Is perfect in court Safety is nice   Not an unwise word spoken   Scary, bad dreams   Made safe in lovely songs   No doom or gloom   Allowed in this room Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven Skull silly wagon and justice and perverse And reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse Blueberry catalog, questionable earnings Hustlers lament and the rest will in due cry To battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt While chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt Disease please seems the order of the day Please the king, please the king, please the king day Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling Point of order return the king here to the ceiling Oh, not to be whistled   Or studied or hummed or   Remembered at nights   When the I is alone   But to skewer and ravage   And savage and split   With the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit     To stun and to stagger with words as such stone     That those who do hear cannot again return home Razzamatazz Theres nothing on my shoulder Lust is a must Shaving my heads made me bolder Will you kindly read What it was I brought thee Hello to Ray Hello to Godiva and Angel Who let you in? Isnt it nice The party? Arent the lights Pretty at night? Sick leaf and sorrow and pincers not scissors Regard and refrain from the daughters of marriage Regards for the elders and youngest in carriage Regard and regard for the inverse and perverse And obverse, and diverse, of reverse and reverse Regard from the sick, the dumb, and the camel From pumps storing water, like brain is to marrow X-ray and filthy and cutting and then peeling To skin and to skin and to bone and to structure To livid and pallid and turgid and structured And structured and structured and structured and structured And regard and refrain, and regard and refrain The sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and perverse Contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething For writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage For sick with the body and sinister holy The drown burst blue babies now dead on the seashore The valorous horseman, who hang from the ceiling The pig on the carpet, the dusty pale jissom That has no effect for the sick with the see-saw The inverse, obverse, converse, reverse of inverse The diverse and converse of reverse and perverse And sweet pyrotechnics, and lets have another Of inverse, converse, diverse, perverse and reverse Hells graveyard is damned as they chew on their brains The slick and the scum, reverse, inverse and perverse Plowing while its done away Dumb and ready pig meat Sick upon the carpet Climb into the casket Safe within the parapet Sack is in the parapet Pigs are out and growling Slaughter by the seashore   See the lifeguard drowning Sea is full of fishes Fishes full of china China plates are falling All fall down Sick and shiny carpet Lie before my eyes-eyes Lead me to the ceiling Walk upon the wall-wall Tender as the green grass Drink the whisky horror See the young girls dancing Flies upon the beaches Beaches are for sailors Nuns across the sea-wall Black hood horseman raging Swordsman eating fire Fire on the carpet Set the house ablazing Seize and bring it flaming Gently to the ground-ground Dizzy Bell Miss Fortune Fat and full of love-juice Drip it on the carpet Down below the fire hose Weep and whisky fortune Sail me to the moon, dear Drunken dungeon sailors Headless Roman horsemen The king and queen are empty Their heads are in the outhouse Fish upon the water Bowl upon the saviour Toothless wigged Laureate Plain and full of fancy Name upon a letterhead Impressing all the wheat germ Love you for a nickel Maul you for a quarter Set the casket flaming Do not go gentle blazing Sick upon the staircase Sick upon the pulpit Blood upon the pillow Climb into the parapet See the church bells gleaming Knife that scrapes a sick plate Dentures full of air holes The tailor couldnt mend straight Shoot her full of air holes Climbing up the casket Take me to the casket Teeth upon her red throat Screw me in the daisies Rip upon her holler Snip the seas fantastic Treat her like a sailor Full and free and nervous Out to make his fortune Either this or that way Sickly or in good health Piss upon a building Like a dog in training Teach to heel or holler Yodel on a sing song Down upon the carpet Tickle polyester Sick within the parapet Screwing for a dollar Sucking on a fire-hose Chewing on a rubber line Tied to chairs and rarebits Pay another player Oh youre such a good lad Heres another dollar Tie him to the bedpost Sick with witches covens Craving for a raw meat Bones upon the metal Sick upon the circle   Down upon the carpet Down below the parapet Waiting for your bidding Pig upon the carpet Tumenescent railroad Neuro-anaesthesia analog Ready for a good look Drooling at the birches Swinging from the birches Succulent Nebraska
Who loves the sun Who cares that it makes plants grow Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Who loves the wind Who cares that it makes breezes Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Who loves the rain Who cares that it makes flowers Who cares that it makes showers Since you broke my heart Who loves the sun Who cares that it is shining Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the Sun Sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not just anyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun
Stephanie says that she wants to know Why shes given half her life To people she hates now Stephanie says when answering the phone What country shall I say is calling From across the world But shes not afraid to die The people all call her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her Cause its all in her mind Its all in her mind Stephanie says that she wants to know Why it is though shes the door She cant be the room Stephanie says but doesnt hang up the phone What sea shell sea is calling From across her world But shes not afraid to die The people all call her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her Cause its all in her mind Its all in her mind Theyre asking is it good or bad Its such an icy feeling Its so cold in Alaska Its so cold in Alaska Its so cold in Alaska
Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa I found a reason to keep living Oh, and the reason, dear, is you Oh, I found a reason to keep singing Oh, and the reason, dear, is you Oh, I do believe If you dont like things you leave For some place youve never gone before Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa Honey, I found a reason to keep living And you know the reason, dear, its you And Ive walked down lifes lonely highways Hand in hand with myself And I realized How many paths have crossed between us Oh, I do believe You are what you perceive What comes is better than what came before Oh, I do believe You are what you perceive What comes is better than what came before Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa And youd better come, come, come, come to me Come, come, come to me Better come, come, come, come to me Pa pa pa pa, pa
Some kinds of love, Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather And no kinds of love are better than others Some kinds of love, Marguerita told Tom Like a dirty French novel combines the absurd with the vulgar And some kinds of love, the possibilities are endless And for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I heard what you said, Marguerita heard Tom And of course youre a bore but in that youre not charmless Cause a bore is a straight line that finds a wealth in division And some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder let us do what you fear most That from which you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder baby, lie down upon the carpet Between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit, move it on I dont know just what its all about But put on your red pajamas and find out
What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down What goes on in your mind? I think that I am upside down Lady be good, do what you should You know itll work alright Lady be good, do what you should You know itll be alright Im going up, and Im going down Im going to fly from side to side See the bells up in the sky Somebodys cut the string in two Lady be good, do what you should You know itll work alright Lady be good, do what you should You know itll be alright One minute born, one minute doomed One minute up and one minute down What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down Lady be good, do what you should You know itll work alright Lady be good, do what you should You know itll be alright
Now, if she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now... Now, if she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now... Ah, oh, it looks so good Ah, oh, shes made out of wood Just look and see Now, if she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now... Now, if she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now, now If she ever comes now... Ah, oh, it looks so good Ah, oh, shes made out of wood Just look and see Oh, its made out of wood Just look and see now She ever comes, if she ever comes now Now, now, now, now She ever, ever, ever comes n-n-n-now If she ever, ever, ever comes n-n-n-now If she ever comes now now now now If she ever, if she ever, if she ever If she ever comes n-n-n-now If she ever, if she ever, if she ever, if she ever If she ever comes n-n-n-now If she ever
Jesus, help me find my proper place Jesus, help me find my proper place Help me in my weakness Cause Im falling out of grace Jesus, Jesus Jesus, help me find my proper place Jesus, help me find my proper place Help me in my weakness Cause Im falling out of grace Jesus, Jesus Jesus, help me find my proper place Jesus, help me find my proper place Help me in my weakness Cause Im falling out of grace Jesus, Jesus
Im sticking with you Cause Im made out of glue Anything that you might do Im gonna do too You held up a stagecoach in the rain And Im doing the same Saw you hanging from a tree And I made believe it was me Im sticking with you Cause Im made out of glue Anything that you might do Im gonna do too Moon people going to the stratosphere Soldiers fighting with the Cong But with you by my side, I can do anything When we swing, we hang past right and wrong Ill do anything for you Anything you want me to Ill do anything for you Oh, oh, Im sticking with you Oh, oh, Im sticking with you Oh, oh, Im sticking with you Oh, oh, Im sticking with you Oh, oh, Im sticking with you Oh, oh, Im sticking with you Oh, oh, Im sticking with you
Well, Im beginning to see the light Well, Im beginning to see the light Some people work very hard But still they never get it right Well, Im beginning to see the light Want to tell all you people now Now, now baby, Im beginning to see the light Hey, now, baby, Im beginning to see the light Wine in the morning and some breakfast at night Well, Im beginning to see the light Here we go again, playing the fool again Here we go again, acting hard again, alright Well, Im beginning to see the light I want to tell you, woo hoo ooh Hey now, baby Im beginning to see the light Because its softer now I wore my teeth in my hands So I could mess the hair of the night Hey, well, Im beginning to see the light Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now Baby, Im beginning to see the light, now Its kinda softer Hey, now, baby Im beginning to see the light I met myself in a dream And I just want to tell you, everything was alright Hey now, baby, Im beginning to see the light Here comes two of you Which one will you choose? One is black and one is blue Dont know just what to do, alright Well, Im beginning to see the light Alright, here she comes Yeah, yeah, baby Im beginning to see the light Some people work very hard But still they never get it right Well, Im beginning to see the light Oh, its getting little softer in here now Now, now, baby Im beginning to see the light Oh, its coming round again Hey now, now, now, baby Im beginning to see the light One more time There are problems in these times But, ooh, none of them are mine Oh, baby, Im beginning to see the light Here we go again I thought that you were my friend Here we go again I thought that you were my friend How does it feel to be loved? How does it feel to be loved? How does it feel to be loved? How does it feel to be loved? How does it feel to be loved? How does it feel to be loved?
Ive been set free and Ive been bound To the memories of yesterdays clouds Ive been set free and Ive been bound And now Im set free Im set free Im set free to find a new illusion Ive been blinded but now I can see What in the world has happened to me The prince of stories who walks right by me And now Im set free Im set free Im set free to find a new illusion Ive been set free and Ive been bound Let me tell you people what I found I saw my head laughing, rolling on the ground And now Im set free Im set free Im set free to find a new illusion
Can I have your autograph He said to the fat blonde actress You know Ive seen every movie youve been in From Paths of Pain to Jewels of Glory And when you kissed Robert Mitchum Gee but I thought youd never catch him Over the hill right now And youre looking for love Youre over the hill right now And youre looking for love Ill come running to you honey when you want me Ill come running to you honey when you want me Can I have your autograph He said to the fat blonde actress You know I know everything youve done Anyway I hate divorces To the left is a marble shower It was fun even for an hour but Youre over the hill right now And youre looking for love Youre over the hill right now And youre looking for love Ill come running to you honey when you want me Ill come running to you honey when you want me Somethings got a hold on me And I dont know what Oh somethings got a hold on me And I dont know what Its the beginning of a new age Its the beginning of a new age Its the beginning of a new age Its a new age Its the beginning of a new age Oh oh
Here she comes now, now Shes gone, gone, gone Ready, ready, ready, ready, ready Got my eyes wide open Ever since I was on cripple Monday Got my eyeballs on my knees, aww baby, walkin I rapped for hours with Mad Mary Williams Said she never understood a word from me, because... I know that she cares about me I heard her call my name And I know that shes long dead and gone Still, it aint the same Oh, when I wake up in this morning, mama I heard her call my name I know shes dead and long far gone I heard her call my name And then, I felt my mind split open... Here she comes now, now Shes gone, gone, gone Ready, ready, ready, ready, ready Got my eyes wide open Ever since I was on cripple Monday Got my eyeballs on my knees I rapped for hours with Mad Mary Williams Said she never understood a word from me Oh, I know she cares about me I heard her call my name ... ? I said that shes long dead and gone And still, she aint the same But when I woke up in the morning, mama I heard her call my name, long gone I know shes dead and long far gone And still, I heard her call my name And then, my mind split open...
Somebody took the papers and somebodys got the key And somebodys nailed the door shut That says, Hey, what you think that you see? But me, Im down around the corner You know, Im looking for Miss Linda Lee Because shes got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you L O V E Hey baby, if you want it so fast Dont you know that it aint going to last Of course you know it makes no difference to me Somebodys got the time, time Somebodys got the right All of the other people trying to use up the night But now me, Im out on the corner You know, Im looking for Miss Linda Lee Because shes got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you L O V E Ooh, hey if you want it so fast Dont you know honey, you can get it so fast But of course, you know it makes no difference to me Oh, oh, youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down Get down it Ohh, hey, if you want it so fast Now lookie look baby dont you want it to last But of course you know that it makes no difference to me Ohh, youd better cool it down Now baby, better cool it down Dont you know, youd better cool it down You know, youd better cool it down Youd better cool it down Oh, baby cool it down Youd better cool it down
Here comes the ocean and the waves Down by the sea Here comes the ocean and the waves Crashing in Earth is a hollow hair, part of a bigger head It nearly drives me crazy In the harmoniums They have small rubber ducks Recording all our actions But here come the waves Down by the shore Washing the eye of the land That has been down by the sea Down by the sea, down by the sea Down by the sea Here comes the ocean and the waves Down by the shore Here comes the ocean and the waves Crashing in Insects are evil thoughts, thought of by selfish men It nearly drives me crazy I am a lazy son I never get things done Made up mostly of water And here come the waves Down by the shore Washing the eye of the land That has been down by the sea Down by the sea Down by the sea Down by the sea Here comes the waves Here comes the waves Here comes the waves Here comes the waves Here comes the waves
Thats the story of my life Thats the difference between wrong and right But Billy said, Both those words are dead Thats the story of my life Thats the story of my life Thats the difference between wrong and right But Billy said that both those words are dead Thats the story of my life Ah, thats the story of my life Thats the difference between wrong and right But Billy said that both those words are dead Thats the story of my life
Shes over by the corner Got her hands by her sides They hit her harder, harder, harder Til they thought she might die Well, I got a foggy notion, do it again Over by the corner, do it again I got my calamine lotion, baby, do it again Well, I got a foggy notion, do it again She made me do something that I never did before I rushed right down to a flower store I bought her a bundle, a beautiful batch Dont you know something? She sent em right back Alright Sally Mae, Sally Mae Sally Mae, Sally Mae Sally Mae, Sally Mae Sally Mae, Sally Mae Alright Shes over by the corner Got her hands by her sides They hit her harder, harder, harder Well, they thought she might die Well, I got a foggy notion, do it again Over in the corner, do it again I got my calamine lotion, do it again Baby, I got a foggy notion, do it again Made me do something that I never did before I rushed right down to a flower store I bought her a bundle, a beautiful batch Now, baby, dont you know something? She sent em right back Sally Mae, Sally Mae Sally Mae, Sally Mae Sally Mae, Sally Mae Sally Mae, Sally Mae Shes over by the corner Yeah, got her hands by her sides They hit her harder, harder, harder Til they thought she might die Well, I got a foggy notion, do it again Over in the corner, do it again I got my calamine lotion, babe, do it again Well, I got a foggy notion, do it again Alright
Looking for another place Somewhere else to be Looking for another chance To ride into the sun Ride into the sun Where everything seems so pretty When youre lonely and tired of the city Remember its a flower made out of clay To the city Where everything seems so ugly When your sitting at home in self pity Remember youre just one more person Whos living there Its hard to live in the city
Shes my best friend Certainly not the average girl Shes my best friend Understands me when Im fallin down, down, down Oh, it hurts to be that way Down, down, down Oh, it hurts to know youre that kind of fella Heres to Newspaper Joe Dropped his teeth on the floor Caught his hand in the door Guess thats the way the news goes If you want to see me Sorry but Im not around If you want to be me Turn around, Im by the window where the light is Shes my best friend Better than a dog or car Shes my best friend Understands me when Im fallin down, down, down Oh, it hurts to be that way Down, down, down Oh, it hurts to know youre that kinda fella Heres to Mulberry Jane She made jam when she came Somebody cut off her feet Now jelly rolls in the street If you want to see me Sorry but Im not around If you want to be me Turn around, Im by the window where the light is Shes my best friend Certainly not the average girl Shes my best friend Understands me when Im fallin Fallin down Fallin down Fallin down Fallin down Fallin down...
Its hard being a man Living in a garbage pail My landlady called me up She tried to hit me with a mop I cant stand it anymore, more Cant stand it anymore, more Cant stand it anymore, more But if Shelly would just come back, itd be alright If Shelly would just come back, itd be alright I live with thirteen dead cats A purple dog that wears spats Theyre living out in the hall And I cant stand it anymore I cant stand it anymore, more I cant stand it anymore, more I cant stand it anymore, more But if Shelly would just come back, itd be alright If Shelly would just come back, itd be alright Its hard being a man Living in a garbage pail My lady called me up And tried to hit me with a mop I cant stand it anymore, more I cant stand it anymore, more I cant stand it anymore, more But if Shelly would just come back, itd be alright If Shelly would just come back, itd be alright Be alright Be alright, baby Be alright Oh, God!
The Velvet Underground & Nico album came out in 1967 amid the hippie revolution in the summer of love. The Velvet’s were disillusioned with these ideas and presented a darker side of things, one that was diametrically opposed to the popular counterculture movement of the time. They laid the foundation for punk and glam rock, and even influenced electronic music movements. The Velvet Underground were able to demystify the sexual freedom and the drug culture of the 1960’s through matter of fact observations of New York street life that served as the antithesis to the West Coast feel good vibe and in doing so, created one of the most influential, prophetic albums of all time that expressed an alienation not being represented in popular culture before them The Velvet Underground were a quintessentially New York band. They embodied the streets they knew in every way. They wrote songs about real things that they saw, and they certainly saw some interesting things during their time with Andy Warhol’s eclectic gang of outcasts. Their peers consisted of artists, junkies, homosexuals, and transvestites. Like Andy Warhol’s pop art, their music was “anti-art made by anti-art elitists” . They were one of the first rock and roll bands who had no chance of reaching a mass audience because they clashed so deeply with much of society’s foundations. Their music was intellectual but they weren’t intellectual elitists in the traditional sense of the word. They took inspiration from trashy paperback novels rather than the widely regarded literary classics The first track, Sunday Morning, is the most delicate on the album and the last to be recorded. It’s really the only track that aims to be beautiful, and is. It’s a sort of precursory reminder to the audience that the cacophony and noise about to come is intentional; it isnt stemming from a lack of musical skill or knowledge. This sort of attitude is what the whole punk movement was based upon, but the punks adapted an attitude that preexisting musical knowledge wasn’t necessary. The attitude and the ideas behind the song are what really matters, and this is what the Velvet Underground served on their debut album. With the opening number, their softest track, they prove that they weren’t relying solely on shock appeal and a confrontational attitude. ‘Sunday Morning’ represents the calm before the storm and it is unclear whether the song is first or last in chronological order of the album. The song contains the most commercial sound on the album but also somber lyrics. It reads like a peaceful Sunday morning after a long, hard week in New York City. Though not overt or as confrontational as the rest of the songs, it shows their multiple personalities. One when they are relatively sober, albeit coming down as he sings “Sunday morning and I’m falling down.” The album takes no moral stance on all of the crazy things they’ve seen in the streets and been a part of; but they represent real things going on and not a dream world where everything is always fine. Some of these things are hard to confront as Reed sings “I’ve got a feeling I don’t want to know.” This could be about what happened or what’s about to happen throughout the album. It recognizes that, although the album consists of a series of vignettes representative of NY street culture, all of the stories aren’t completely contained within the album. It doesn’t manage to tie everything up in a neat way. There are stories from before the album and after that are parts of the same narrative but the audience wont be let in on them The Velvet Underground were used to deep alienation beyond the normal level. Even within the biggest counter-cultural movement in American history going on, they couldn’t find a place within a larger cross-section of American culture. The only place they seemed to fit in was with Andy Warhol’s factory crowd, a self-described group of misfits. Instead of going on along with the hippies rebelling against post-war conformity and conservatism in the 1950’s, they pushed the boundaries even further than the hippies out west and intentionally made people feel uncomfortable. Hippie music became popular and eventually co-opted by the mainstream like every other large cultural movement before and after . The Velvet’s pushed the boundaries about as far as they could be pushed, nothing was off limits. Subject matter was real and dark, portraying the seedier side of New York and America as a whole. Instead of singing specifically about equality in race relations, racial issues are subtly brought up within the narrative of the songs that feel deeply rooted in the New York that Reed was living in. In ‘I’m Waiting For The Man’ he sings “hey white boy, what you doing up town?” The rest of the lines around it are unclear what the narrator of the song actually is doing uptown sparking much debate as to if it’s as straight forward as it first appears, that the narrator is looking to buy ‘smack.’ Another popular interpretation is that ‘the man’ of the song was actually a homosexual lover of the narrator. This theory comes from the lines where the narrator is asked “hey white boy, you chasin’ our women around?” and he responds “oh pardon me sir, it’s the furthest thing from my mind, I’m just looking for a dear, dear friend of mine.” This dear friend of his may have been more than someone that just sold him narcotics. Reed wasn’t writing these songs as a peace activist or even outwardly promoting equality like the West Coast was fond of. He provides a succinct, but ultimately telling story of race relations in New York City in a nonchalant, conversational tone. The song is set in Harlem, a predominately African-American community, and the tone in which the narrator is addressed suggests that he, a white man, has no business being there, thus is up to no good. He’s looking for something that needs to be hidden from mainstream white society, whether it be drugs or unconventional sexuality. Here, he takes no explicit position, like in ‘Heroin,’ but establishes the setting with a gritty realism and doesn’t try to hide what’s really going on in the neighborhoods of America. He’s not trying to sell anything, but he does tell the story of an underrepresented class of people in America whose issues had been largely ignored. Reed has no qualms about calling it like it is This deep cultural alienation can inevitably lead to drug use, and sometimes abuse, when a certain sect of society is ignored or marginalized. The Velvet Underground understood this and with Reed’s lyrics and the backing instrumentation, these groups of alienated people are addressed. While the west coast largely advocated drug use, especially LSD by groups such as Jefferson Airplane and the Grateful Dead, The Velvet Underground made music about drugs, and inspired by drugs but didn’t ostensibly advocate their use. This is a key difference between the two coasts; the Velvets understood that drugs were an escape, one which some people found necessary to modern life. Not everyone took them to party or have a good time. Hardcore drug users need the drugs because the life they perceive is so bad that something drastic is needed to violently shake them from that world. Reed addresses the issues that lead to drug abuse within ‘Heroin’ and also cedes that “when the smack begins to flow,” he “just doesn’t care anymore” and it makes him “feel like a man.” The whole song is a musical representation of what shooting heroin feels like to the user. While there is no endorsement or denouncement, the first verse is certainly the most joyful section of the song. It opens with a singular guitar, with a very calm riff hat slowly builds with added instrumentation layered on top of each other. The drums follow the heartbeat of the user, starting off steady and once the heroin is injected, it becomes much more frantic and erratic. Around the five minute mark, the screeching viola reaches a pinnacle with the heartbeat drums driving forward faster and faster almost drowning out Reed’s vocals, perhaps signifying that the drug doesn’t allow the mind’s thoughts to fully come through and they are distorted through the lens of the drug The Velvet Underground and the hippies both used and sang about drugs, but their approaches were completely different. Lou Reed sings in ‘Heroin’ that it makes him feel like “Jesus’ son.” He acknowledges that the drug obviously makes the user feel powerful while also making a slight jab at Christianity and the idea that Jesus was actually married to Mary Magdalene and fathered children with her. Heroin is an escape for the user and the lyrics acknowledge this when they say “when the heroin is in my blood, and that blood is in my head, thank God I’m as good as dead, and thank your God that I’m not aware, and thank God that I just don’t care.” There is another shot at religion with “your God” and it reveals the desperation that heroin users face, and the mindset that leads to drug addiction, to get away from the world that we live in and temporarily escape to a place where there are no “jim jims” or “politicians making crazy sounds.” The ephemeral joys that the drug provides are just that, there is no end in sight. Lou Reed once said, “I take drugs just because, in the 20th century, in a technological age living in the city, there are certain drugs you have to take just to keep yourself normal like a caveman, just to bring yourself up or down.” He didn’t advocate using drugs or not, he is matter of fact about the way they feel and what causes him. It is just something you do to feel “normal” in his eyes. The music emulates the feelings of a drug user and goes up and down with the highs and lows. John Cale stated that the long vamps on two chords that droned on was “an attempt to control the unconscious with the hypnotic.” Lou Reed, the main songwriter who shared vocal duties on the album with Nico, was not afraid of adverse reactions to his lyrics. He actually welcomed them and the inside sleeves of the album displayed some of the negative reviews the press had written about the shows, displaying that the band were “perversely proud of them” . One of the major themes in Lou’s songwriting was sexuality, more specifically non-traditional sexual practices. The name for the band was drawn from a book published in 1963 by Michael Leigh called The Velvet Underground about paraphilia in the United States. They found the name “evocative of underground cinema” . The title seemed fit for the name of the band as they had already written the song ‘Venus in Furs’ based off the book by the same title. The word Sado-Masochism is derived from Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, the author of said book. The cover of The Velvet Underground book says “Here is an incredible book. It will shock and amaze you. But as a documentary on the sexual corruption of our age, it is a must for every thinking adult.” The band seemed to take this philosophy wholeheartedly into every facet of their music and their live shows The fourth track of the album, ‘Venus in Furs’, is an adaptation of Sacher-Masochs 1870 novel into song form. Severin, the protagonist of the book is madly in love with Wanda von Dunajew, the novel’s central female character. He is so infatuated with her that he literally asks to be her slave and asks her to treat him as such, in increasingly degrading ways. The fourth line in the song, “strike dear mistress, and cure his heart” is seemingly directly from the novel. In the novel, Severin asks to be whipped hard by Wanda so he can be ‘cured’ of his severe infatuation to her but the abuse he receives only deepens his love and intensifies his extreme feelings and devotion. Sach-Masoch refers to this as “suprasensuality.” The more frequent and violently abused, the more devoted he became to his “mistress,” as she makes him refer to her as. The parallels between the novel and Reed’s own life are hard to ignore. Both the novel, and Lou’s childhood used extreme measures to ‘cure’ a perceived problem through harsh techniques. Lou’s deviant behavior, described as “homosexual tendencies,” was regarded as a mental illness in the 1960’s and he was ‘treated’ with electro-shock therapy which he later wrote about in ‘Kill Your Sons’ during his solo career . In both cases, these techniques only brought about more suffering. Reed’s deviance wasn’t accepted by society or more importantly, by his family and this led to intense alienation which would later drive his work. The hippie mindset of peace and love wasn’t the reality Reed faced in the New York streets. There were real consequences for being different and doing something that most people didn’t approve of. Later in the song, Reed sings of “ermine furs” which “adorn the imperious.” While displaying his vast vocabulary and familiarity with obscure literature, he is able to vividly describe the imagery of the novel and stay true to the main components of the story, essentially poetically summarizing the novel. The use of “imperious” reinforces the dominatrix relationship while “ermine furs” strengthen the imagery of the scene that is being described while the musical ensemble is a “whips ‘n’ chains atmosphere called up by John Cale’s viola drones cut by slashes and Maureen Tucker’s slave master time keeping on kettle drum and tambourine” . The instrumentation allows the Velvets to explore areas that a novel can’t and portray the sinister and desperate situations described through the imagery of their ensemble The main root of their drug use and sexual deviance was an intense sense of alienation. They were in the fast paced east coast world that didn’t care about your feelings; it was about getting things done. Getting together and feeling alright was not on the agenda. This alienation led them down a path that no one in popular music had been down before. One of their main goals was to antagonize the audience, whether it was the audience at home listening to the record or the audience at the show. At their live shows, Andy Warhol movies would be playing in the background while the band wailed away on the guitars with feedback which “sounded like 12 million guitars going at one time with the amplified, intensified screeches that really hurt the eardrums” . The goal was to create an atmosphere that was uncharted territory and pushed the audience passed their limits. Warhol said about the pictures that played behind them, “if the audience can take it for ten minutes, I show it for fifteen minutes” . The effect was to disorient the audience and leave them “too stunned to think or say anything or give any kind of opinion” . They struck chords deep within people that made them think about what it truly means to be alive. These songs weren’t mindless pop tunes to wash over the listener and make them feel safe or momentarily give them pleasure, but they brought out the raw emotions that lay deep within and forced the listener to at least consider an alternative, at times being so radical that they wouldn’t even know how to react. This approach was obviously not popular with the masses and at their shows most of the audience would end up leaving early with about ninety percent of the remaining spectators were “hostile to the show” Ralph J Gleason, a respected critic for the San Francisco Chronicle, described their performance nothing more than a bad condensation of all the bum trips of the Trips Festival. He reportedly pulled the plug when they left the stage with their guitars leaning on the amps to create a “squalor of electronic noise” . They also did this to Bill Graham at another show in San Francisco and set about smashing Morrison’s drum kit after their set with the amps still blaring. He confronted them after the show and they brushed him off; they later said he was muttering something about “insurance reasons” as Reed was injured from a flying cymbal to his head and was bleeding profusely after the chaotic destruction. This is not to say that all of California was against them, but many prominent hippies were. They actually had a stronger following in California than any other state probably because they antagonized the hippies and anyone that felt alienated by the hippie movement could listen to the group that defined alienation. The Velvets music and performances were dark and abrasive. The Grateful Dead and other San Francisco Sound bands focused on beautiful melodies where the Velvets focused on long droning noises composed of vamps on one or two chords. Maureen Tucker called the Dead the “most boring band” she’d ever heard while Lou Reed said their music was “tedious, a lie, and untalented” The Velvet Underground remained a shape shifting, and ultimately widely influential band that came from the bottoms of the society and completely represented that through their art. They made music about drugs, not-traditional sexual practices, and other issues of modern life that were rooted in a sense of alienation from the major countercultural narrative of the 1960’s. Even with the recent passing of primary songwriter Lou Reed, their direct influence lives on in popular bands such as The Strokes and Arctic Monkeys and with the advent of the internet, their legacy has a potential to continue to spread for the foreseeable future Bibliography Heylin, Clinton. All Yesterdays Parties: The Velvet Underground in Print, 1966-1971. N.p.: De Capo Press, 2006. Print Hogan, Peter. The Rough Guide to the Velvet Underground. 1 Edition ed. N.p.: Rough Guides, 2007. Print Jovanic, Rob. Seeing the Light: Inside the Velvet Underground. N.p.: MacMillan, 2008. Print Phoenix, William. The Velvet Underground: Five-Star Flashback. Examiner. N.p., n.d. Web. 14 Nov. 2013 Schindler, Scott, and Andy Schwartz. Icons of Rock: Velvet Underground ; The Grateful Dead ; Frank Zappa ; Led Zeppelin ; Joni Mitchell ; Pink Floyd ; Neil Young ; David Bowie ; Bruce Springsteen ; Ramones ; U2 ; Nirvana. N.p.: Greenwood Publishing Co., 2008. Print Stratton, Jon. http://www.jstor.org/stable/3877595. JSTOR. Cambridge University Press, n.d. Web. 9 Nov. 2013 The Velvet Underground & Nico, The Velvet Underground & Nico. Verve, 1967. LP Von Sacher-Masoch, Leopold. Venus in Furs. N.p., 1870. Print Zak, Albin. The Velvet Underground Companion: Four Decades of Commentary. N.p.: Schirmer Trade Books, 2000. Print
Mama told me, ever since I was seven Hold your head up high My parents told me, ever since I was eleven Hold your head up high They said the answer was to become a dancer Hold your head up high Oh, just like I figured theyre always disfigured With their head up high Now I am older, Im getting so much bolder With my head up high Oh, as I figured just like I figured Since your heads up high, baby Oh, now just like I figured you know they was disfigured Hold your head high You know they says the answer was to become a dancer Hold your head up high, boy Ever since I was a baby on my mamas knee Oh, just to listen to what have everybody told me And yes I did But still the answer was to become a dancer And hold your head up high But, just like I figured theyre always disfigured They hold their heads up high Watch out Yeah Do the dog Oh, watch out And now Im older they say that Im so much bolder Got your head up high Oh, oh the answer was, hey become a dancer Head up high Well, but just like I figured theyre always disfigured They got their heads up high But the answer was, now boy become a dancer With your head up high Oh head up high, yeah, yeah, yeah Head up high, oh baby Head up high, oh oh Head up high, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Head up high Head
Lonesome Cowboy Bill Rides the rodeo Lonesome Cowboy Bill You got to see him yodel ay-hee-oh Lonesome Cowboy Bill Rides the rodeo Ever since he was a little lad Loves the rodeo Bucking broncs, yeah, sipping wine You got to see him go And all the ten-gallon girls Love to hear him yodel ay-hee-oh Because Lonesome Cowboy Bill Rides the rodeo Lonesome Cowboy Bill You got to see him yodel ay-hee-oh Oh, Lonesome Cowboy Bill You still ride the rodeo Up round the Colorado shore Down by the Ohio Sometimes even New Orleans Down by Mardi Gras And all the ten-gallon girls Love to hear him yodel ay-hee-ho Hes the lonesome Cowboy Bill Rides the rodeo Just a lonesome Cowboy Bill You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho You got to see him in the rodeo When hes ridin, goin too darn fast You got to hear the people scream and shout They call him Lonesome Cowboy Bill Hes a A lonesome Cowboy Bill He goes Oh lonesome Cowboy Bill He rides the rodeo Lonesome Cowboy Bill You got to see him yodel ay-hee-oh I said You got to see him yodel ay-hee-oh Oh hes a Lonesome Cowboy Bill, Lonesome Cowboy Bill...
Here I go again Just gonna play it like a fool again Here I go again Over you Over you Im just like a bell again You know, Im starting to ring again Here I go again Over you Over you Over you Typically, when I had it Treated it like dirt Now, naturally, when I dont have it I am chasing less and less rainbows Here we go again I guess Im like a fool again Here I go again Over you Over you Over you Over you
Lisa says that its alright When she meets me alone at night Lisa says that she has her fun And shell do it with just about anyone Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says that shes on the run Looking for a special one Lisa says that every time she makes it straight She knows her heart will break Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Looking for a party, some action Going to make it feel okay But what do you find When the channels come undone Look at it all Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says
Livin on borrowed time Im in love w/ mary queen of scots Fourteen hundred ninety three And everythings like it should be Im gonna stop wasting my time Henry the fifth would have broken my arm Sad song sad song Doo doo Sad song sad song Livin on borrowed time Im in love w/ mary queen of scots 1493 And things just like they ought to be Primrose and kilts Primrose and spain Forget me not my queen of scots Sad song sad song Doo doo Sad song sad song
Standin on a corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest And me Im in a rock n roll band. Huh Ridin in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim Ya know, those were different times All, all the poets studied rules of verse And those ladies, they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane, whoa-uh! Sweet Jane, oh-ho-uh! Sweet Jane Ill tell ya sumpn now Jack, he is a banker And Jane, she is a clerk And both of them save their monies When they get home from work Oooh! Sittin down by the fire, ohhh! The radio does play The classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids You can hear Jack say, ah Sweet Jane Sweet Jane oh-oh-oh-oh-uh! Sweet Jane Some people, they like to go out dancin And other peoples, they have to work, just watch me now! And theres even some evil mothers Well, theyre gonna tell you that everything is just dirt You know that, women never really faint And that villains always blink their eyes, woo! And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush! And that, life is, just to die And anyone who ever had a heart, oh! They wouldnt turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part, whoa! They wouldnt turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, whoa-oh-oh! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Heavenly wine and roses Seem to whisper to her when he smiles Heavenly wine and roses Seem to whisper to her, hey when she smiles La lala lala la, la lala lala la La lala lala la, la lala lala la Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
Train round the bend Taking me away from my country Im sick of the trees, take me to the city Train going round the bend Oh, train coming round the bend Been in the country oh, much too long Trying to be a farmer But nothing that I planted ever seemed to grow Train coming round the bend Woah, train coming round the bend Hey, I am just a city boy Im really not the country kind Oh, I miss the city streets and the neon lights You see the train coming round the bend, oh what The train coming round the bend Once, shes going twice Shes going two and up and down Shes going once, shes going twice Shes going the train coming round the bend You know the train coming round the bend Comin down out of nowhere Taking me back where I belong Ive been here once and I dont think its too nice Oh, the trains coming round the bend Whoa, the train coming round the bend Alright
I know where temptation lies Inside of you heart I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart If youre gonna try to make it right Youre surely gonna end up wrong Wrong wrong wrong wrong I know where the mirrors edge Is inside of your heart I know where the razors edge Is inside of your heart Well if youre gonna make it right Youre surely gonna end up wrong I know where temptation lies Inside of your heart I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart Well if youre gonna try to make it right Youre surely gonna end up wrong
Louise, take it all back to town Aint it a shame youre too old to get around But everybody knows you used to dance the hoochy coo Just cant shake it like you used to do Louise Louise, you used to work so hard No one could compare Always used to build a house They came from everywhere Men would scream The ladies faint The childrens werent allowed No one on another bill could ever draw a crowd That was a long time ago How you keep it up I just dont know Louise, take it all back to town Aint it a shame youre too old to get around But everybody knows you used to dance the hoochy coo Just cant shake it like you used to do Louise, Louise Younger girls keep coming up, anxious for a chance Theyve all been to college, got degrees in modern dance Things keep getting rougher now Where they once was slick Old routines are getting tired Tassels just dont stick Ooh Its so very hard Every day slips away Away, away
Ah, youve got such understanding ways I believe everything that you say Smiling faces not forgotten cause I love you When I think of all the things weve done And we havent even yet begun Smiling faces not forgotten cause I love you Just for a little while Oh, just to see you smile Just for a little while Youve got such understanding ways Oh, and I believe, I believe every word that you say Smiling faces not forgotten cause I love you
I got fever in my pocket You know I gotta move Hey babe, I guess Im falling in love I got fever in my pocket Down to my shoes Oh babe, I guess Im falling in love I got in my pocket, hey babe Everything that I can have Ive got thing in my love life Its gonna work out fine Its gonna be alright I gotta move You got yours on your side Hey now babe, I guess Im falling in love I got fever in my pocket Down to my shoes Oh babe, I guess Im falling in love Youd better move it on sweet babe Hey on down to your shoes Things theyre right, mama You know itll work out fine Hey you gotta lose Im gonna get tired Feel you on my move Oh babe, I guess Im falling in love Ive got ankles in my breasts I find its hard to lose Oh babe, guess Im falling in love Oh babe, guess Im falling in love Oh babe, guess Im falling in love
Well shes straight and look like a lot of fun The bars open Im going to go have a drink with everyone Walking downtown skies cant get any greater Havent got no money and I havent got a prayer Im going to move right in After we hang a little were going to have a little fun Going to go shoot and kill and go knife everyone The bar looks like haven going to have myself a drink Hey man dont you know I fell right in to the swing Going to go uptown so I can get myself straight Going to go see my mama see if I got myself a date Time is running out Im coming right down to the wire Gotta go do something to get myself higher
Lisa says on a night like this Itll be so nice if youd give me a kiss Lisa says for just one little smile Ill sit next to you for a little while Lisa says, Lisa says Lisa says, Lisa says Lisa says you must be some kind of fool The way you treat everybody so cruel And Lisa says you must be a funny kind of guy The way youre always staring at the sky Lisa says, Lisa says Lisa says, Lisa says If youre lookin for a good-time Charlie Well thats not really what I am You know a good-time Charlies wastin time Cause the good-time Charlie Thats not baby where I am You know that good times just seem to pass me by Lisa says on a night like this Itll be so nice if youd give me a kiss And Lisa says for just one little smile Ill sit next to you for a little while Lisa says, Lisa says Lisa says, Lisa says Why am I so shy, why am I so shy Good times you know they just seem to pass me by Why am I so shy First time I saw you I was talkin to myself I said wow shes got such pretty pretty eyes Such pretty eyes... Now that you are next to me I just get so upset Oh will you tell me why am I so shy Why am I so shy, why am I so shy Good times you know they just seem to pass me by Why am I so shy Lisa says on a night like this Itll be so nice if youd give me a kiss And Lisa says you must be little cruel The way you cheat everybody so cruel Lisa says, Lisa says Lisa says, Lisa says
If I could be anything in the world that flew I would be a bat and come swooping after you And if the last time you were here, they were a bit cuckoo Well, you know what happens after dark When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts And all the missionaries lose their bark Oh, all the trees are calling after you And all the venom snipers after you Are all the mountains bolder after you? If I could be anyone of the things in the world that bite Instead of an ancient ocelot on a leash, Id rather be a kite And be tied to the end of your string, flying in the air at night Cause you know what they say about honey bears When you shave off all their baby hair You have a hairy-minded pink bare bear And all the bells are rolling out for you And all the stones are erupting out for you And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the street And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet Her belly button was her mouth Which meant she tasted what shed speak But the funny thing is what happened to her nose It grew until it reached all of her toes Now when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose And all the curtains laced with diamonds for you And all the Roman noblemen for you And kingdoms Christian sailors, dear, for you And melting ice cap mountain tops for you And knights in flaming silver robes for you And bats, that with a kiss, turn prince for you Swoop, swoop Rock, rock Roll, roll Swoop, swoop Rock, rock Roll, roll Swoop, swoop Rock, rock
One of these days, aint it peculiar? Youre gonna look for me and baby, Ill be gone One of these days and it wont be long Oh, darling, gonna call my name and Ill be far gone Im gonna tell you something That I aint told no one before That is, if I can stop dancing And get my poor self off this barroom floor One of these days, aint it peculiar? Babe, youre gonna call my name you know that Ill be gone Im gonna tell you something That I aint told no one before That is, if I can stop dancing And get my poor self off this barroom floor One of these days and it wont be long Youre going to call my name and Ill be gone Youre going to call my name and Ill be gone Oh, youre going to call my name, child and Ill be gone
I was raised in better days, mostly by myself No-one ever took the time or was inclined to help Mother dear, she was never near, she left me to the street A little boy who was not too tall, with dirty hands and feet Little Old Jack, you best stay back; Susie keep away Though my life was lily-white Its all I heard them say Hey hey Now Im grown, Im on my own, running free and wild Not inclined to be entwined with a missus and a child Though my dear, it may seem queer, it keeps me in the black Should you depart to break my heart, dont bother looking back Little Old Jack, you best stay back; Susie keep away Though my life was lily-white Its all I heard them say Hey hey... get it! Now Im grown, Im on my own, running free and wild Not inclined to be entwined with a missus and a child Though my dear, it may seem queer, it keeps me in the black Should you depart to break my heart, dont bother looking back Little Old Jack, you best stay back; Susie keep away Though my life was lily-white Its all I heard them say Hey hey... oh! Little Old Jack, you best stay back Yeah, though my life was lily-white, Little Old Jack, you best stay back Yeah, Little Old Jack, you best stay back Woah! Little Old Jack, you best stay back Yeah, Little Old Jack, you best get back Little Old Jack...
Shes got all the right words Speaks with such finesse She knows how to paint her face She knows how to dress She can turn a maybe into a yes Shell make you cry To know why You were weak instead of shy Shell make you cry To know why You were weak instead of shy Shell make you cry She knows all the reasons Speaks them out with ease She knows how to instigate you And how to appease She can turn a no into a please Shell make you cry To know why You were weak instead of shy Shell make you cry To know why You were weak instead of shy Shell make you cry Shell make you cry To know why You were weak instead of shy Shell make you cry To know why You were weak instead of shy Shell make you cry Make you cry Make you sigh Scribed by Glenn Decety
How can I tell her? What can I say? Weve been friends for so long Never knew it could go wrong When I look at her Words just wont come When I try to write them Found I couldnt recite them And the dawn comes running to my room And the time for telling is coming soon Shes a believer Thats what she said When I look in her eyes All I see is goodbye And the dawn comes running to my room And the time for telling is coming soon How can I tell her? What can I say? Weve been friends for so long Never knew it could go wrong Friends for so long So long . .
Were going to have a real good time together Were going to have a real good time together Were going to have a real good time together Were going to laugh and dance and shout together Na, na na na na na, na na na na na na Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Early in the morning Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Were going to have a real good time together You know that were going to have a real good time together Were going to have a real good time together Oh, were going to laugh and dance and shout together Na, na na na na na, na na na na na na Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Early in the morning, baby Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Woo Na, na na na na na, na na na na na na Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Hey, hey, baby, now Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Youre coming, come baby come now Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Oh, oh baby now now Na, na na na na na, na na na na na Get it, get it, woo!
In this world as we know it Sorrows come and go Now we see the human race Has put its footprints on the moons face Satellites gone up to the sky But its not as nice as looking in your eyes Woh, take it for a while No, I could watch it on tv, yeah Satellite of love Oh, satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of Satellites gone up to the sky And its going to drive me out of my mind Woh, take it for a little while No, I can watch it on tv, yeah Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of Ive been told, baby, youve been bold To Winkin, Blinkin and Nod Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday To Winkin, Blinkin and Nod Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of Satellite of love Satellite of love Its just a little bit of a satellite of love
Through all of the highways, the byways Ive travelled Through all of the side streets and alleys of sin Through all thats been heard nothing sinks quite as low As the prominent statements of prominent men Prominent men tell prominent stories Prominent men tell prominent lies Prominent men kiss the ass of Dame Fortune Prominent men will tear out your eyes The streets that have life with the cats underbelly Aligned with their tracks of a thousand good-byes A poor woman screams with the heat of disaster As the prominent men sit and strengthen their ties Oh, the prominent girls of the prominent people Make prominent dresses and prominent hair Oh, their prominent wealth with their eyes glazed with shadow The prominent horrors of the ghost millionaire The shiny stained window now crackle at sunset They shiny red dome of the heart soon must fall This simpering vulgar at the seat of the cauldron Those prominent men hadnt been there at all Prominent men tell prominent stories Prominent men tell prominent lies Prominent men kiss the ass of Dame Fortune Prominent men will tear out your eyes Oh, the prominent child of these prominent people Seeks prominent schools with the finery of age With a prominent pink of a tasteless red orchid The prominent men casts a prominent heir The child of the agent walks barefoot upon grass He screams with a power that terrors green eyes His knife harshly glistening, stabs noways and always But those prominent men were nowhere in sight Prominent men tell prominent stories Prominent men tell prominent lies Prominent men kiss the ass of Dame Fortune Prominent men will tear out your eyes
Running to and fro, got her hair in a braid Always in a terrible fuss Telling everybody all the friends that shes made Pushing on the crosstown bus Always got a dime for the record machine Never lets the music die Got the best connections in the city say Anything you care to buy Sweet Caroline Any day shell be mine Any day now, shell say that she will Living off the land in a fashionable way Party every other night Gets the latest clothes from her friend in the trade Caroline she does it right See her on the street as she rushes by Hard to miss her - yeah you bet Always on the search for the ultimate end But she hasnt found it yet Sweet Caroline Any day shell be mine Any day now, shell say that she will Running to and fro, got her hair in a braid Always in a terrible fuss Telling everybody all the friends that shes made Pushing on the crosstown bus Always got a dime for the record machine Never lets the music die Got the best connections in the city say Anything you care to buy Sweet Caroline Any day shell be mine Any day now, shell say that she will
Here she comes, you better watch your step Shes going to break your heart in two, its true Its not hard to realize, just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease See the way she walks, hear the way she talks Youre put down in her book, youre number 37, have a look Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, shes from the street before you start, youre already beat Shes gonna play you for a fool, yes its true Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease See the way she walks, hear the way she talks Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease Oh-oh-oh, shes a femme fatale, oh-oh-oh, shes a femme fatale Oh-oh-oh, shes a femme fatale
Waiting for the phone to ring Diamond necklace on my shoulder Putting all the things away Lipstick on my neck and shoulder It was just my fancy To go make it with Frank and Nancy when Over the bridge we go looking for love Over the bridge we go looking for love Ill come running to you hey baby if you want me I’ll come running to you baby if you want me Looking at my hands today Looked to me that theyre made of ivory Had a funny call today Someone died and someones married You know that it’s my fancy To go make it with Frank and Nancy when Over the bridge they go looking for love Over the bridge we go looking for love Ill come running to you hey baby if you want me Ill come running to you baby if you want me Somethings got a hold on me And I dont know what Oh somethings got a hold on me And I dont know what Its the beginning of a new age It’s the beginning of a new age It’s the beginning of a new age, alright Hey, its the beginning of the new age It is, ah It’s the beginning of the new age, oh oh oh Its the beginning of a new age Its the beginning of a new age Come on, oh Its the beginning of the new age It’s the beginning of the new age Its the beginning of a new age Come on, oh oh-oh-oh Its the beginning of a new age Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh now Its the beginning of a new age Hey, oh, hey, oh Hey its the beginning of a new age Hey hey ah Its the beginning of the new age
Jenny said when she was just five years old There was nothing happening at all Every time she put on the radio There was nothing going on at all Then one fine morning she put on a New York station She didnt believe what she heard at all She started dancing to that fine, fine music You know her life was saved by rock n roll It took no computation To dance to a rock n roll station It was all right, babe Now it was all right Jenny said when she was just five years old You know her parents will be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars Well, you know babe, its not gonna help us at all Then one fine morning she put on a New York station She didnt believe baby what she heard at all She started dancing to that fine, fine music You know, her life was saved by rock n roll Despite all the amputation You could dance to a rock n roll station And it was all right, hey, babe Now it was all right Here she comes now! Jenny said when she was just five years old There was nothing happening at all Every time she put on the radio Theres nothing going down at all Then one fine morning she put on a New York station She didnt believe what she heard at all Oh she started dancing to that fine, fine music You know her life was saved by rock n roll It took no computation To dance to a rock n roll station It was all right It was all right It was all right It was all right All right All right All right All right All right All right All right All right All right All right All right
Hey baby, Ive found another Dont you like it when I speak to your mother? Hey crawlin now I am cryin Step aside, because babe, Im flyin Im mean and I ride to shoot Strap on my guns, yeah, and whip on my boots All that other, well, its just for the news Cause Im a mean, mean old mean Well Im a mean, mean old man Oh, little girl, spent your life on the dress Found yourself in a cute little mess Boys come, yeah, then they go Still theres something that I think you should know Because Im mean and I ride to shoot Strap on my guns and pull on my boots All that other, well its just for the loot Cause Im a mean, mean old man Well, mean, mean old man Oh... Hey baby, Ive found another Dont you like it when I speak to your mother? Hey crawlin now and I am cryin Been this way now for some long time Because Im mean and I ride to shoot Strap on my guns, yeah, whip on my boots All that other, well its just for the loot Cause Im a mean Mean, mean old man Yeah, Im a mean mean Well yeah mean Say say say mean I told ya now Oh you know Get down Well get down Woo!
Sunday morning brings the dawn in Its just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning Its just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the worlds behind you Theres always someone around you who will call Its nothing at all Sunday morning and Im falling Ive got a feeling I dont want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning Its all the streets you crossed not so long ago Watch out, the worlds behind you Theres always someone around you who will call Its nothing at all Watch out, the worlds behind you Theres always someone around you who will call Its nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning
Draw me a picture by your own hand Help me remember as much as I can What it was like then, back in the past Did I make you happy? Did I make you cry? Did I try? Do it in pencil, so I can erase What doesnr happen in our little space Ive found the tears youve drawn on your face Did I make you happy? Did I make you cry? Did I try? Draw me a picture, send it along Special delivery, well it never goes wrong Draw me a picture and Ill write you a song Did I make you happy? Did I make you cry? Did I try? Did I make you happy? Did I make you happy? Did I - make you happy?
Stephanie says that she wants to know Why shes given half her life to people she hates now? Stephanie says when answering the phone What country shall I say is calling from across the world? But shes not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska Between worlds, so the people ask her Cause its all in her mind, its all in her mind Stephanie says that she wants to know Why it is though shes the door she cant be the room? Stephanie says but doesnt hang up the phone What sea shell she is calling from across the world? But shes not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska Between worlds, so the people ask her Cause its all in her mind, its all in her mind Then asking, Is it good or bad? Its such an icy feeling, its so cold in Alaska Its so cold in Alaska, its so cold in Alaska
I dont know just where Im going But Im gonna try for the kingdom, if I can Cause it makes me feel like Im a man When I put a spike into my vein And I tell you things arent quite the same When Im rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus son And I guess that I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know I have made big decision Im gonna try to nullify my life Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the droppers neck When Im closing in on death You cant help me now, you guys And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that Id sailed the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that In a sailors suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man cannot be free Of all the evils of this town And of himself and those around Oh, and I guess that I just dont know Oh, and I guess that I just dont know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, its my wife and its my life Because a mainline into my vein Leads to a center in my head And then Im better off than dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really dont care anymore About all the Jim-Jims in this town And all the politicians making crazy sounds And everybody putting everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds Cause when the smack begins to flow And I really dont care anymore Ah, when that heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Then thank God that Im as good as dead And thank your God that Im not aware And thank God that I just dont care And I guess I just dont know Oh, and I guess I just dont know
Would you like to go on the Coney Island Steeple? Go out and have a good time Well take the subway, right down to Kings Highway Gonna have a good time Itd be so nice Like summer with ice If you come and go with me The roller coaster, you and me Wed just fly Would you like to go on the Coney Island Steeple? Go out and have a good time Like a sister and brother who cling to each other When they find out their parents are mad Oh, itd be so nice Like summer with ice Oh, if you come and go with me How nice it would be You know we would fly Monday Oh, Tuesday Oh, Wednesday Oh, Thursday Maybe not Friday Oh, Saturday Oh, baby, Sunday Oh, Coney Island Oh, Coney Island Oh, Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island
Things arent what they seem Im always drifting into dream Its just a silly scene Everything I do ends up in dream But its not what you say and you do That makes it look hard of what your feelin Its just what you say to do That makes me feel like your head is real and down Oh, and love makes you feel, oh, ten foot tall Oh, and love makes you feel ten foot tall Its not a funny scene But Im always drifting, oh, into dreams, ah Its not a love affair But Im just drifting into air But its not what you say and you do Oh, that makes it seem like a certain party Its just all of that you do That makes me feel that you kidding, way too smart Oh, and, love makes you feel ten foot tall Oh, and love makes you feel ten foot tall Like this cause love makes you feel ten foot tall cause love makes you feel ten foot tall
I dont care about your ways Of love and life and walkin I dont care about your days Of carin and not talkin But its your right The way that you live Its all right The way that you live You wont call It doesnt matter if your sun shines in the evening Dont wait The moon will wait to come out in the night and talkin I dont care about your present pay And your night life you keep burning I dont care about what your old man says All the ways you have of learnin But its your right The way that you live Its all right The way that you live You dont write It doesnt matter what they all say, gonna mess around Its ok It doesnt matter if your off or fine gonna learn I dont care about your ways Of love and life and walkin I dont care about your days Of carin and not talkin But its your right The way that you live Its all right The way that you live Its all right The way that you live Its all right The way that you live Its all right The way that you live Its all right ...
Here comes the ocean and the waves Down by the sea Here comes the ocean and the waves Where have they been? Silver and black with night Heres to a summers night An empty splendid castle Glowering alone at night The princess has had a fright Madness seeks out of lover And here come the waves Down by the shore Washing the soul of the body That comes from the depth of the sea Here come the ocean and the waves Down by the sea Here comes the ocean and the waves Where have they been? Dont spend tonight my love The tide is out my love Malcolms curse haunts our family Odious loud in which Ruler of filthy seas Revel in heavens justice And here come the waves And save for a scream Theres much like a song To be heard in the wind That blows by the sea Like the wind Here come the waves Here come the waves Here come the waves Here come the waves
Standin on a corner got his hands in the air Mind so far away Lookin for a measure of intensive care Hanging around hes got his hands in his pockets Wonderin which way to go Lookin for his friend whos in the new red rocket Then down the street they go Theres just the people singin Dopey Joe, whaddayaknow Give him five dollars and watch him go Oh, oh, oh! Woah, woah, woah! Dopey Joe! Well, Sweet Nellie nice, shes all sugar and spice Walkin on a Sunday stroll Up comes old Joe now, boy dont you know Asks her with a smile if shed like to take a walk Nellie she shakes her head Not today Joe he keeps on talkin, Nellie starts a-walkin Pretty soon shes runnin away Theres just the people singin Dopey Joe, whaddayaknow Give him five dollars and watch him go Oh, oh, oh! Woah, woah, woah! Dopey Joe! Standin on the corner got his eyes on the air Mind so far away Waitin for somebody just to meet him there Theres just the people singin Dopey Joe, whaddayaknow Give him five dollars and watch him go Oh, oh, oh! Woah, woah, woah! Dopey Joe! Oh yeah! Woah, woah, woah, woah! Dopey Joe! Oh, here it comes again! Oh, oh, oh! Woah, woah, woah! Dopey Joe!
Whos that comin round the bend One wheel in the air? Helmet, goggles, gloves and boots Flies from here to there Speeding everywhere Crashing through the old screen door Wheeling round the drive Blonde hair flying everywhere Now hes in a dive But hes still alive Crash McBean shoulda seen Poor ol mommys face go green Crash come flyin round the bend Two wheels up and hes down again Competition trys to go Got to be the best Runs on peanutbutter fuel, flies by all the rest Headed for the West Crash McBean shoulda seen Poor ol mommys face go green Crash come flyin round the bend Two wheels up and hes down again Whos that comin round the bend One wheel in the air? Helmet, goggles, gloves and boots, flies frome here to there Speeding everywhere Ooo everywhere
Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Standing in my own two feet Dont you bother writing, well just end up fighting Dont bother being so sweet I gave you my car, I gave you my house And then you go and you throw me out Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Send me no letter, Im a-getting better See you some other bad day Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Broken hearts are mending fast And what you did to me to make me so gloomy Well, Im getting over it fast I wanted you for the girl in my life I wanted you for my little ol wife Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Send me no letter, Im a-getting better See you some other bad day Uh, ah Uh, ah Uh, ah Chicky-chicky-chicky Uh, ah Uh, ah Well, send me no letter, Im a-getting better Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Standing in my own two feet Dont you bother writing, just end up fighting Dont bother being so sweet I gave you my car, I gave you my house Turned right around and youre throwing me out Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Send me no letter, Im a-getting better See you some other bad day Well, send me no letter, Im a-getting better My broken heart is mending fast What you did to me to make me so gloomy Well, Im a-getting over it fast I wanted you for the girl in my life I wanted you for my little ol wife Send me no letter, Im a-getting better Send me no letter, Im a-getting better See you some other bad day Well, see you some other bad day See you, see you some other bad day Well, some other bad other Some other bad day Some, some, some other bad day Some, some, some other bad day
I dont know just where Im going And Im gonna try for the kingdom if I can Cause it makes me feel like Im a man When I put a spike into my vein Then I tell you things arent quite the same When Im rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus son And I guess that I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know I have made a very big decision Im going to try to nullify my life Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the droppers neck When Im closing in on death You cant help me, not you guys Or all you girls with all your sweet pretty talk Ah you can all go take a walk And I guess I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that Id sailed the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here and that Away from the big cities Where a man cannot be free Of all the evil in this town And of himself and those around And I guess that I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know Heroin will be the death of me Heroin, now its my wife and its my life, ha-ha Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then Im better off than dead When the smack begins to flow I really dont care anymore About all you Jim-Jims in this town And everybody putting everybody else down And all the politicians making crazy sounds You know the dead bodies piled up in mounds For while that heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Oh thank God Im good as dead And thank God that Im not aware And I guess I just dont know And I guess that I just dont know
Hey miss Joanie Lee Whats goin, goin on? ???? to get now Whats goin on? Miss Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee Miss Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee Miss Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee Please, please, please, please, please Walked to the corner Is she ever gonna stop? Goin to pick up Gonna wanna make a drop And shes gonna move Shes goin cruisin go low Is she gonna stay? Wheres she gonna go? Miss Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee Miss Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee Miss Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee Please, please, please, please, please Miss Joanie Lee Miss Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee I said Joanie, Joanie, Joanie, Joanie Lee Please, please, please, please, please, please
Three, four Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you come on down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky Hey Mr. Rain Aint you going from down Hey Mr. Rain Wont you follow me down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky Hey Mr. Rain Wont you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky
Sweet Bonnie Brown looking like a baby Coming down all over me She looked real good, like a real nice lady Coming down all over me Sweet Bonnie Brown Sweet Bonnie Brown Sweet Bonnie Brown Oh, roll me over, like Im coming home Well, she looked really like another Coming down all over me She looked real good, like a real low lady Coming down all over me, yeah Sweet Bonnie Brown Sweet Bonnie Brown Sweet Bonnie Brown She looked real good, like I know she would Ive been loving Mary Ann for so long Do do do, do do do And every time I see her, you know, I go along Do do do, do do do Well, I aint lying, baby, I aint crying Ive been this way for whoa a long, long time Woo woo! Woo woo! Woo! Sweet Bonnie Brown, you know she looking like a baby Coming down all over me She looked real good, just like a real low lady Coming down all over me Sweet Bonnie Brown Sweet Bonnie Brown Sweet Bonnie Brown She looked real good, like you know she would Whoa whoa, Im up on a , every time I want it Dont you come on after me Oh, we looked so good, just like a real gone lady Coming down all over me Oh, sweet Bonnie Brown Oh, sweet Bonnie Brown Oh, sweet Bonnie Brown She look so good, like you know she would, oh, oh Oh, Ive been loving Mary Lou, for so long Do do do, do do do do And every time I know her, I get along Do do do, do do do do Well, I aint lying, ah, baby, I aint crying Ive been this way for whoa the long, long, longest time, whoa Woo woo, woo baby, woo, woo, woo woo, woo woo Oh, theres one thing, babe, I just dont understand That youre a woman fighting for another man You know, its just too much Woo, you know, its just too much Oh, its too much, baby and I just dont understand Oh, now here comes Mary coming over the hill, oh They say she wont but her sister will You know, its just too much Woo, you know, its just too much You know its too much, baby, and I just dont understand Oh, rock on Oh, here comes my, na na na With a buckle of gold Everybody says, hey, for your soul You know, its just too much Woo, its just too much You know, its too much, baby, and I just dont understand Hey, take me back, baby Now, where I belong Everything, you know Im doing wrong You know, its just too much Woo, its just too much Oh you know, its too much baby and I just dont understand Oh Every time Im going out for my thrill Here comes Mary and here comes Bill You know, its just too much Oh, dont it, dont it just too much Oh, you know its too much, baby And I just dont understand You know, its too, too, too much You know, its too, too, too, too much You know, its too, too, too much You know, its too, too, too much You know, its too much, baby And I just dont understand
Countess from hong kong she moves so lightly Like the summer rain Everytime I see and I think about her It ends up the same Walkin the streets out in singapore It was a funny sight But let me say the countess from hong kong She did everything right Countess from hong kong Oh, countess from hong kong Countess from hong kong she moves so lightly Shes like the summer breeze And all of the princes they came from india They fell down on their knees Silks and satins, what a purple suede She cut among the trees Countess from hong kong believe me baby Now youre, ooohhh, like a summer breeze Oh, countess from hong kong Countess from hong kong
Three, four Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you come on down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky Hey Mr. Rain Aint you going from down Hey Mr. Rain Wont you follow me down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky Hey Mr. Rain Wont you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Hey Mr. Rain Aint you follow me down Ive been working baby Oh! so hard Stayin up in the sky
And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrows parties And where will she go, and what shall she do When midnight comes around Shell turn once more to Sundays clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties Why silks and linens of yesterdays gowns To all tomorrows parties And what will she do with Thursdays rags When Monday comes around Shell turn once more to Sundays clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties For Thursdays child is Sundays clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud A hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks - a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrows parties
Jack and Jane, well they were quite insane But did you think that I really cared Though they tried to get me to insinuate I couldnt follow them anywhere Because they werent ever really there Oh high and low the little junkies go But did you hope to get me involved Even though they follow you most every where I couldnt talk to them even if I tried You know they cant see with their eyes open wide Everybody that you knew was from a book you read Since they never lived how could you make them dead Everybody that you knew was from a book you read Since they never lived how could you make them dead So it goes, Im right behind my nose I follow it wherever it leads Takes me places no one ever would believe But they cant follow me even if they try Its like a camel through a needles eye Everybody that you knew was from a book you read Since they never lived how could you make them dead
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, dont forsake him Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now bleed for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please dont forsake him Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart
One, two, three, four If you close the door The night could last forever Leave the sunshine out And say hello to never All the people are dancing And theyre having such fun I wish this could happen to me But if you close the door Id never have to see the day again If you close the door The night could last forever Leave the wine Leave the wine-glass out And drink a toast to never Well, someday I know Someone will look into my eyes And say hello Youre my very special one But if you close the door Id never have to see the day again Dark party bars, shiny Cadillac cars And the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain As they stand disarrayed People look swell in the dark But if you close the door The night could last forever Leave the sunshine out And say hello to never Baby, someday I know Someone will look into my eyes And say hello Youre my very special one But if you close the door, yeah Id never have to see the day again Id never have to see the day again Id never have to see the day again Well if you close the door Id never have to see the day again Id never have to see the day again Id never have to see Buba Wilkes again
Here she comes, you better watch your step Shes going to break your heart in two, its true Its not hard to realize, just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease See the way she walks, hear the way she talks Youre put down in her book, youre number 37, have a look Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, shes from the street before you start, youre already beat Shes gonna play you for a fool, yes its true Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease See the way she walks, hear the way she talks Cause everybody knows The things she does to please Shes just a little tease Oh-oh-oh, shes a femme fatale, oh-oh-oh, shes a femme fatale Oh-oh-oh, shes a femme fatale
Coyote goes to the top of the hill Doing the things that coyotes will Staring at the sky, at the moon You know he starts to howl Coyote goes to the mountain top Looks over down at the river, says What a drop No tame dog is gonna take my bone Coyote at the top of the hill Doing the things coyotes will You got to cast the first stone Cast the first stone Jackal up on the top of the hill Doing the things that jackals will Cast the first stone Coyote up on the mountain top Says What a drop You got to cast the first stone Cast the first stone Cast the first stone You gotta cast the first stone
Here I go again Oh Im acting like a fool again On my feet again Over you Over you You know Im just like a bell that rings Im like a summer without spring I guess Im just about everything Over you Over you Naturally, when I had it I treated it like dirt Typically, now I want it I keep chasing less and less rainbows Oh here I go again I guess Im acting real funny again On my feet again Over you Over you I guess Im just like a bell that rings Im just like summer without a spring Guess Im just about everything Over you Over you Over you
And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrows parties And where will she go, and what shall she do When midnight comes around Shell turn once more to Sundays clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties Why silks and linens of yesterdays gowns To all tomorrows parties And what will she do with Thursdays rags When Monday comes around Shell turn once more to Sundays clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrows parties For Thursdays child is Sundays clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud A hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks - a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrows parties
Wrap your troubles in dreams Send them all away Put them in a bottle and Across the seas theyll stay Speak not of misfortunes Speak not of your woes Just steal yourself a holiday Crouching by the door Ride and sway to musics pain Searing with the sides Caress it with a lovers touch For it shall be your bride Wrap your troubles in dreams Send them all away Put them in a bottle And across the seas theyll stay Slash the golden whip, it slaps Across the lovers sides The earth trembles without remorse Preparing for to die Salty ocean waves and sprays Come crashing to the shore Bullies kick and kill young loves Down on barroom floors Wrap your troubles in dreams Send them all away Put them in a bottle And across the seas theyll stay Violence echoes through the land In heart of every man The knife stabs existent wounds Pulse runs through matted hair The gleaming knife cuts early Through the midnight air Cutting entrails in its path Blood runs without care Excrement filters through the brain Hatred bends the spine Filth covers the body pores To be cleansed by dying time Wrap your troubles in dreams Send them all away Put them in a bottle And across the seas theyll stay
There is no reason To treat me this way Take all my love And just throw it way All of my hopes and dream You took away everything and - There is no reason There is no reason Treat me this way There is no reason To cause me such pain Turn out the sunlight Turn on my rain All of my hopes and dream You took away everything and - There is no reason There is no reason To treat me this way All of my hopes and dream You took away everything There is no reason There is no reason To treat me this way Oh, baby, this way Oh, you treat me this way Oh, baby, this way
Ill be your mirror Reflect what you are, in case you dont know Ill be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that youre home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside youre twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you dont know The beauty that you are But if you dont let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you wont be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside youre twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands Cause I see you Ill be your mirror
Oh, gin How could you treat me this way Oh, treat me this way Oh, gin How could you treat me this way Baby, treat me this way You know you broke my heart Ever since you went away You gotta feel it and like it And if you move you gotta drill it and hold it Oh, oh, oh, oh, gin How could you treatin me this way You know you broke my heart Ever since you went away Oh, gin How could you treat me this way Hey, you treat me this way Oh, gin How could you treat me this way How you treat me this way You know you broke my heart Ever since you went away You gotta feel it and like it And if you move it like it Oh, oh, oh, oh, gin How could you treat me this way You know Im gonna stay alone til youre coming back and play You know Ive been so sad Ever since you went away You know Ive been so sad Ever since you went away

Dataset Card for "huggingartists/the-velvet-underground"

Dataset Summary

The Lyrics dataset parsed from Genius. This dataset is designed to generate lyrics with HuggingArtists. Model is available here.

Supported Tasks and Leaderboards

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Languages

en

How to use

How to load this dataset directly with the datasets library:

from datasets import load_dataset

dataset = load_dataset("huggingartists/the-velvet-underground")

Dataset Structure

An example of 'train' looks as follows.

This example was too long and was cropped:

{
    "text": "Look, I was gonna go easy on you\nNot to hurt your feelings\nBut I'm only going to get this one chance\nSomething's wrong, I can feel it..."
}

Data Fields

The data fields are the same among all splits.

  • text: a string feature.

Data Splits

train validation test
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'Train' can be easily divided into 'train' & 'validation' & 'test' with few lines of code:

from datasets import load_dataset, Dataset, DatasetDict
import numpy as np

datasets = load_dataset("huggingartists/the-velvet-underground")

train_percentage = 0.9
validation_percentage = 0.07
test_percentage = 0.03

train, validation, test = np.split(datasets['train']['text'], [int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*train_percentage), int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*(train_percentage + validation_percentage))])

datasets = DatasetDict(
    {
        'train': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(train)}),
        'validation': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(validation)}),
        'test': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(test)})
    }
)

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Source Data

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Citation Information

@InProceedings{huggingartists,
    author={Aleksey Korshuk}
    year=2021
}

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