Choose the track to display lyrics.
Looking like a born again
Living like a heretic
Listening to Arthur Lee records
Making all your friends feel so guilty
about their cynicism
And the rest of their generation
Not even the government are going to stop you now
But are you ready to be heartbroken?
Are you ready to be heartbroken?
Pumped up full of vitamins
On account of all the seriousness
You say you're so happy now
you can hardly stand
Lean over on the bookcase
If you really want to get straight
Read Norman Mailer
Or get a new tailor
Are you ready to be heartbroken?
Are you ready to be heartbroken?
Are you ready to bleed?
What would it take
What would it take to wipe that smile off of your face?
Are you ready to be..
Are you ready to bleed?
I choose my friends only far too well
I'm up on the pavement they're all down in the cellar
with their government grants and my IQ
They brought me down to size academia blues
Louise is a girl I know her well
She's up on the pavement yes she's a weather girl
And I'm staying up here so I may be undone
She's inappropriate but then she's much more fun and
When she smiles my way
My eyes go out in vain
She's got perfect skin
Shame on you you've got no sense of grace Shame on me just in case I might
Come to a conclusion other than that which is absolutely necessary
and that's perfect skin
Louise is the girl with the perfect skin
She says turn on the light otherwise it can't be seen
She's got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sin
And she's sexually enlightened by Cosmopolitan and
When she smiles my way
My eyes go out in vain
for her perfect skin
Yeah that's perfect skin
She takes me down to the basement to look at her slides
of her family life pretty weird at times
At the age of ten she looked like Greta Garbo and I loved her then
But how was she to know that
When she smiles my way
My eyes go out in vain
She's got perfect skin
Up eight flights of stairs to a basement flat
Pretty confused huh being shipped around like that?
Seems we climbed so high now we're down so low
Strikes me the moral of this song must be there never has been one.
She crossed herself as she put on her things
She has promised once before not to live this way
If she don't calm down she will burn herself out
Like a forest fire well doesn't that make you smile
If you don't slow down I swear that I'll come round
and mess up your place let's go for a spin
They say we shouldn't even know each other
and that we'll be undone
Don't it make you smile like a forest fire
I believe in love.. I'll believe in anything
That's going to get me what I want and get me off my knees
And then we'll burn your house down
Don't it feel so good?
There's a forest fire every time we get together
We're going to pick you up - put you down
rip you up and spin you round
Just like we said we would
Because we're a forest fire
Believe we be - We'll tear this place down
If we get caught in this wind then we could burn the ocean
If we get caught in this scene we're going to be undone
It's just a simple metaphor it's for a burning love
Don't it make you smile like a forest fire?
Jodie wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six days
She says a girl needs a gun these days
Hey, on account of all the rattlesnakes
She looks like Eva Marie Saint in On the Waterfront
She reads Simone de Beauvoir in her American circumstance
She is less than sure if her heart has come to stay in San Jose
And her neverborn child still haunts her
As she speeds down the freeway
As she tries her luck with the traffic police
out of boredom more than spite
She never finds no trouble she tries too hard
She's obvious despite herself
She looks like Eva Marie Saint in On the Waterfront
She says all she needs is therapy yeh all you need is love is all you need
Jodie never sleeps because there are always needles in the hay
She says that a girl needs a gun these days
Hey, on account of all the rattlesnakes
She looks like Eva Marie Saint in On the Waterfront
As she reads Simone de Beauvoir in her American circumstance
Her heart.. her heart is like crazy paving
Upside down and back to front
She says”Ooh it's so hard to love
when love was your great disappointment.”
Should you awake, dear, from your beauty sleep
To find your room swimming in blue and green
Should you awake to feel like you never slept
And feel so very old
Well, don't you feel alone
I'm kind of blue
Blue for you again
I guess I'm a fool
At least I'm not innocent
But what to do?
Whatever I touch turns blue
And should you find yourself lost
But in no need of sympathy
Calm down to the beach and watch the waves come in
I dream the ocean was in my house
I feel the surf against my skin
I just can't keep the waves from dragging me down
But when you say ooh
Baby, you're my best friend
Then I lose
I lose my common sense
I'm blue
I'm kind of blue
It's the truth
Should you awake, dear, from your beauty sleep
To find your room swimming in blue and green
Should you awake to feel like you never slept
And feel so very old
Well, don't you feel alone
I'm kind of blue
Blue for you again
I guess I'm a fool
At least I'm not innocent
I may be blue
But don't you let me make you blue too.
Walking in the pouring rain
Walking with Jesus and Jane
Jane was in her turtle neck
I was much happier then
If I were to ask you
what would you do with yourself?
If I were to tell you
Would you just talk to yourself?
Am I asking, oh, for so much?
I'm not asking to be understood
Am I asking, oh, for so much?
I'm just looking for a brand new friend
Walking in the pouring rain
Walking with Jesus and Jane
Jane was in her turtle neck
I was much happier then
Am I asking, oh, for so much?
You could do anything you wanted to
Am I asking, oh, for so much?
Not just something that I can hold down
Because it's all downhill, now
So, let me count the times that we swore and lied
That we'd tie ourselves to the railway line
Let me count the times when of course we lied
Well we knew no better, it was no crime
Let me count the times
I, well, I don't know when I'll be content
But I do know I need a brand new friend.
It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
and double pneumonia in a single room
and the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with you?
This morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleep
with ashtray clothes and miss lonleyhearts' pen
with which I wrote for you a love song in tatoo upon my palm
'twas stolen from me when Jesus took my hand
You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
Drop me and I'll fall to pieces
Too easily
I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain
and my aim was taboo, you
could we meet in the market place
did I ever hey please, did you wound my knees?
You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
Drop me and I'll fall to pieces
Yes it's too easy
There's nobody else to blame
Will I hang my head in a crying shame
There's nobody else to blame
Nobody else except my sweet self again
It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
twenty four gone years to conclude in tears
that the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with you?
There you go again
Alma tell me when
Will you never learn?
Now you're underweight and overpaid
You will not be saved
And you're pushing thirty eight
Heaven knows your train is late
Although my chance is slim
You percieve the state you're in
Is good for one last fling
In a drastic dress
You walk in drastic steps
Creating no interest
No, it seems you won't be spared
And you were so much wiser unaware
Independent means
Being alone and being
Good for one last fling
So there you go again
Alma tell me when
Will you ever learn?
Still you walk in these drastic steps
When you know too well your train has left
Your train has left
Hey I was walking my bag
through a 20 storey non stop snow storm
Pirrelli calender girls westling in body lotion
my head's swimming with poetry and prose
excuse me one moment whilst I powder my nose
me and my good thing are just about as close as can be
we gave up sleep at the age of 17
my world's getting bigger as my eyesight gets worse
I can't see the lines on my idiot board
what above love?
I don't let that stuff in my house
this is the glamorous life there's no time for fooling around
Lord have mercy I know what I'm doing
I don't need an alibi I need a fire escape and an open window
It's my problem it's nothing I can't deal with
I'm not chasing anything just jogging baby
What's your bag?
Hundred million dollar jam
got some traffic yessir in my nose
motorcycle speed cops burning up my dust roads
my baby left me heck ain't that a shame
she's over in the corner with my new best friend
I'm doing fine with my whisky and wine
and meet me in the john john meet me in the john john
Lord have mercy I know what I'm doing
I don't need an alibi I need a fire escape and an open window
It's my problem it's nothing I can't deal with
I'm not chasing anything just jogging baby
What's your bag?
Spin spin whisky and gin I suffer for my art
bartender I got wild mushrooms growing in my yard
fix me a quart of petrol clams on the half shell
feels like prohibition baby give me the hard sell
more give me more give me more more more
I'm your yes man yes maam I'm your yes man
Lord have mercy I know what I'm doing
I don't need an alibi I need a fire escape and an open window
It's my problem it's nothing I can't deal with
I'm not chasing anything just jogging baby
Jennifer we can't go wrong let's put it in writing
Jennifer we can't go wrong let's do it right now
Maybe you were a little hasty
But they say love is blind
Now her name's on you
Jennifer in blue
Did you ever have a bad dream wake up and it not stop?
Did you ever feel for a girl for a time and then stop?
Well it's written there in blue
With a heart and arrow through
Her name on you
Jennifer in blue
Oh, forever you said that's forever you said
Forever
and forever she said that's forever she said
Forever..
But you change with the weather
And this is the rain
This one's from the hip
Oh mother you have sorely misjudged me
It should have been whipped
out of me
Without a father figured I
Yes, I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on
This one's from the hip
My love I should have warned you about me
It never got whipped
out of me
Me and my modesty and
Mother, your wretched son won't take his medicine
Not I
I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
And I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
Why should I know why
It's a wicked world?
I've had it up to here
Sweet Jesus I should have warned you about me
It's sure to end in tears
and misery
Without a father I figured I
yes I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on
Not I
Why should I know why should I care?
Who's telling me what I should wear?
Mother, your wretched son is hooked on his medicine
I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
And I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
Why should I know why
It's a wicked world?
Johnny stumbles Johnny falls
under slogans
off the wall
he sees where's the sense
he says call me mister Malcontent
A waste of space and alcohol
drinking rain and eating soil
and slogans off the wall
cannot express himself at all
Cut off my nose despite my face
And I will not more longer wait
Or should I laugh or should I cry
Or should I part my hair behind?
Or should I laugh or should I cry
As I become all I despise?
You want to leave me, baby, be my guest
All I'm going to do is cry
And then I'm gonna find me someone else
And tear the stars out of the sky
Looking for something when there's nothing there to be found
Make it easy on yourself
Go out and find your body someone else
Or tear the stars out of the sky
Baby you're too well read
Baby you're too well spoken
Baby you're too pristine
When I cry, do you feel anything?
Baby you're too well read
You want to leave me, baby, be my guest
All I'm going to do is cry
And then I'm gonna find me someone else
And tear the stars out of the sky
Baby you're too well read
Baby you're too well spoken
Baby you're far too clean
When I cry, do you feel anything?
Baby you're too well read
You don't need me anymore
You don't need me anymore
They say storms are rife for summertime
Well baby, I'm long gone
What are you going toa do when you open your eyes
It's a brand new day and baby
No blue skies ?
Baby you're too well read
Baby you're too well spoken
Baby you're far too clean
When I cry, do you feel anything?
Baby you're too well read
When you're nothing to no one
And you're less to your kin
And you're looking for someone
Who won't cling to anything
So you're stuck in some motel
With the sound of her sleeping
Don't you feel kind of old now
Well, ain't that a funny thing
I used to wake up early
I used to try to believe
But life seems neverending
When you're young
So you're back on the highway
And there's wind in her hair
And you know that it's no time for thinking
About somebody up there
Beause you'll turn her to drinking
And you'll lead her to hell
With her bible beside her
She surely looks like an angel
I used to wake up early
I used to try to believe
But faith is never easy
When you're young
I used to wake up early
Now it's hard, hard enough to sleep
But life seems neverending
When you're young
I want to take you down underside of the city
Where the sun doesn't shine and the moon isn't pretty
And the slow train crawls in the nights and the days
are as one as the smoke and the heat haze
Yes, it's neon here twenty four hours of the day
And you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
Looker on the corner take a dollar for a daughter
Well, she's only doing what her mother taught her
I want to take you down
I want to take you right down
I want to see a touch of evil in your eye
But all that I'm getting babe is sweetness and light
I want to see something that I might desire
I want to take you down, babe, into the mire
Deals going down no cheques, no plastic
One thing's for sure, never get what you're asking
They're cutting with Johnsons, they're cutting with knives
They're robbing your boots when they're giving you a shoe shine
I want to take you down
I want to take you right downtown
Slow train down, babe, track 29
There's no looking back when there's no sense of time
Beause it's neon here twenty-four hours of the day
And you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
With a touch of evil in your eye
With a touch of evil in your eye
I want to take you down underside of the city
I want to take you down to the underside
I want to take you down
I want to take you right downtown
Didn't I hear you say your heart's made out of steel
And no one's gonna get so close
No one's gonna know how you feel
Now you're a punch drunk sycophant
A little SOB
You say your mind is made up
Isn't that the way that it's supposed to be?
And it's a long way down
And it's a long, long way down
Walking that tall your head is going to trip your feet
Walking with the devil's fine
Just don't call it looking for sympathy
When it's four a.m. and mister you can't sleep
Beause your blood's still rushing at cocaine speed
And you know all that you need's a little baby to say
Mister, cool down won't you let me fade those blues away
And it's a long way down
And it's a long, long way down
And when you hit the ground
You're going to know about it
Mister, let's you and me see if we can't make a deal
I'll give you the world and all you've got to do
Is cry for me
The reason it's a cliche is because it's true
The harder you climb, the harder you fall
And that means you
So mister hard head, hard nose, heart out of steel
You're just a punch drunk sycophant, a little SOB
And it's a long, it's a long way down
And it's a long, long way down
And when you hit the ground
You're going to know about it
You look so good when you're depressed
Better even in your current state of undress
Tears caressing me like rain
And i'm not even thinking, I feel fine
In your pain
The coolest thing I ever saw
You were sitting there smoking my cigarettes
You were naked on the bare stone floor
You looked at me to say don't guess
I was only watching, guess I love you more
Undressed
Is it really such a sin?
Should i feel some kind of shame?
Will i truly go to hell?
You never lock the bathroom door
Should I be embarrassed when I've seen a hundred times before
How do married couples cope?
Should I say excuse me darling?
I don't know
We could disconnect the telephone
And just sit around and mess around
And tell your ma we went to Rome
Tennessee
And I'm not even drinking, I feel fine
Scary..
Is it really such a sin?
Should i feel some kind of shame?
Will i truly go to hell?
The coolest thing I ever saw
You were sitting there smoking my cigarettes
You were naked on the bare stone floor
You looked at me to say don't guess
I was only watching, is it bad that I should love you best
Undressed?
She said she didn't understand him so she guessed he was deep
He swore he'd never been to college and was too tall to be
So as she led him to the slaughter thinking she'd be laughing last
Now the lady in the question is his better half
She's got to be the stupidest girl I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, or where I've been
She's got a right to be, with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't want to understand
That she's a girl and I'm a man
He thought that women and drink would make a man out of him
But the extent of his studies left a jaded man
So as she led him to the altar he was easily led
And when they asked him if he did, well then, this is what he said
She's got to be the stupidest girl I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, or where I've been
She's got a right to be, with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't want to understand
That she's a girl and I'm a man
Every time she's near me
She gives me a new reason to be alive
To try to get right
She looks right through me
She says you're not cool, you're just like me
You're a stupid man
Get over here, hold my stupid hand
She's all right...
You were an innocent child before I laid my hands on you
And all that pain that you held inside
Was just waiting to bloom in a darkened room
And you just flew right into the light and came alive
My little butterfly
Well you'd never known love and you'd never known pain
But you found out that they were just like wine and champagne
You could drink a little more, then you hurt a little less
And you get that butterfly feeling underneath your dress
And your promises will turn into lies
Then you will fly my little butterfly
Now I'm lying here babe on your side of the bed
And I've got unclean thoughts flying through my head
And I'm thinking about love, yes I'm thinking about pain
I'm thinking about some way that I might feel good again
I'm thinking about my little butterfly
Sometimes I get to thinking
I'm a hurting kind of guy
Why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind?
If you don't know now, then you never will
Is what she said
She said I didn't listen
Well I know that that's untrue
She said I didn't understand her
Well I guess that you do
Well I guess you do
Summer came around
Her old blanket on the floor
I woke to the slamming of the door
Then the rain came
And I just let it pour
All over me
Sometimes I get to thinking
down by my own undertakings
Now I'm down by the water, black water
And I'm looking in
She said I wouldn't miss her
Well you know that that's unfair
She said I wasn't there for her
Well I never would have been there, no sir
If not for her
Summer comes around
And I miss that woman more
I guess I'll get me somewhere by the fall
When the rain comes
Well I'll just let it pour
All over me
Sometimes I get to thinking
I'm a hurting kind of guy
Why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind
If you don't know now, then you never will
Is what she said
Summer comes around
And I miss that woman more
I guess I'll get me somewhere by the fall
When the rain comes
Well I'll just let it pour
All over me
