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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.”
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?
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
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
Somebody somewhere must pay
Not you, you just walk away
To the foot of her stairs
She at the top with her head in the clouds
Was she easily led?
well, can you tell me that you were not
You, unwashed and undressed
She with her head full of your cigarettes
She is oh such a pretty one
Wrapped up in needlecord and coincidence
And you don't know what to want
'Til it's gone, gone, gone
Pretty gone
Somebody somewhere must pay
Somebody else will confess all your sins
You'll be saved then you'll step on that face
She will laugh, she will kiss she and tell
She is gone, she is pretty gone
She's under your thumb
Oh you little man
And you don't know what you want
'Til she's gone, gone, gone
Pretty dress
Full of nothingness
To confess, she is nothing less
She was half way to holiness
when you said
Won't you put on your dress
and come down to Magazine Avenue
Won't you put on your dress and come down?
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'd get that butterfly feeling underneath your dress
And your promises would turn into lies
then you'd 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
And I'm thinking about some way that I might feel good again
Yes, I'm thinking about my little butterfly
So you'd like to save the world
I suggest you take one person at a time
And start with me
Not an ordinary girl
Not someone that I should hit upon
And ask, "Hey, what's your sign, babe?"
Have you been reading my mind ?
(What did you find?)
Nothing more or less terrestrial
Could I keep you in mine?
Did you really cry
When you saw the hole in the sky ?
Did you really hold your head and hide your eyes ?
Well, that's all right
You might call it ultraviolet radiation
It's only sunlight
So you'd like to save my world
If you could free my inner child
Then I could free your inhibitions, baby
Or would you like to mother me
I love the way you wear
That Motorola generation chic, mama
Have you been reading my mind ?
(What did you find?)
Nothing more or less terrestrial
Could I keep you in mine?
Did you really cry
When you saw the hole in the sky ?
Did you really hold your head and hide your eyes ?
Well, that's all right
You might call it ultraviolet radiation
It's only sunlight
So you'd like to save the world
I'd really like to help you
I'd really like to be you for a while
Is that all right ?
And I could call it ultraviolet radiation
It's only sunlight..
When the last thing that you knew
He was walking out on you
To the port of no return
Where I found you
When I couldn't find my way home
I could always make my way to you
When I couldn't drink myself sober
I found you
Well, the last thing that you need, now
Is a shoulder there to bleed on
But I believe I've seen light
Coming through you
When I couldn't find my way home
I could always make my way to you
When I couldn't drink myself sober
I found you
Living on juice
Eating out of tuna cans
Mobile home
With my dairy queen
Tied me a knot
She had to cut me loose
I liked her a lot
Like lovers do
Julia came
Eating a tangerine
Friday the third
4.30
She tore out a page
Of my magazine
Then she went away
Like lovers do
Saturday girls
Kept me warm a while
Sunday sunshine
Kills all conversation
You look in her eyes
And you see circles
Then she lets you get away
Like lovers do
Everyday
Are you so sad to see me
And I'm so glad to take the blame
If it's always going to be that way
Living on juice
Eating out of tuna cans
Mobile home
With my dairy queen
Tied me a knot
She had to cut me loose
Now I'm looking at you
Like lovers do
You up and leave me, cold turkey
When you know I could not tie my own shoe
This does not please me, no not exactly
Guess you do not give a damn for my love
Everybody knows that she's worse than religion
No, you do not cross a woman in love
Every garden grows at the turn of the season
But Paris in the spring doesn't mean a damn thing to my baby
You beat me up, you put me down
You slander my name all over town
Guess I'm big enough to roll with the punches
But you bruised me, you abused me damn good
Everybody knows that she's worse than religion
No, you do not cross a woman in love
Every garden grows at the turn of the season
But Paris in the spring didn't do a damn thing
I love you so, so much
You love me so, so what?
From Northernden to Northern California
Folk don't really change
And there's always the rain
From Southport beach to Sunday in the Hamptons
I never could complain
But there's always the rain
The fool you are in Manchester
The fool you are in Maine
The lies you tell in Liverpool
Will follow you to Spain
From Lambeth Walk to London, Ontario
We long to run away
When it looks like rain
From Sunset strip to Waterloo Underground
The stars are just the same
And it looks like rain
The fool you are in Manchester
The fool you are in Maine
The lies you tell in Liverpool
Will follow you to Spain
From the Sunshine State to Shaftsbury Avenue
Folk don't really change
And there's always the rain
And the night before in Northern California
Is dawning on the Thames
And it looks like rain
The fool you are in Manchester
The fool you are in Maine
The lies you tell in Liverpool
Will follow you to Spain
It's a fool you are
And the morning after Leicester Square
Is hung over in Rome
And never again in Newcastle
Is one more for the road
and it looks like rain
Even though the skies are blue
Don't they let the sun shine through?
Because he is a jerk, I guess
Does that mean he loves you less?
Could you forgive that boy?
Could you find some part of your aching heart
To forgive that boy?
Could you take him home?
Could you hold him in your arms
Until the morning comes?
When he's all cried out
Could you be that girl?
And what if it were you who fell
Would he have you go to hell?
Because he is a man, it's true
Well, wasn't she a woman too?
Could you forgive that boy?
Could you find some part of your aching heart
To forgive that boy?
Could you take him home?
Could you hold him in your arms
Until the morning comes?
When he's all cried out
Could you be that girl?
