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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
I am cold, distant, increasingly resistant to your smile
And this I don't deny
You are bold, beautiful, I'm always going to be in love with you
Amphetamines or none
You say - Give it to me straight
Well I already did
There isn't any more
And what pale fire I ever had is gone
But you don't want to hear that in a song
Music in a foreign language
Words that we don't understand
Melodies won't come between us
And even if you wanted - we can't sing along
La la la...
I heard a voice - resonant, born of Scandinavian descent
I didn't comprehend a single word, sentence
My stunted sensibility content
To listen without words
I'll try to give it to you straight
My heart is almost full - there's not a lot of space
And so forgive me if I'm less than awed
By your world weary twenty-six year old
Music in a foreign language
Words that we don't understand
Melodies won't come between us
And even if you wanted - we can't sing along
La la la...
You say I'm dry - a scientist
No mate for the lioness you are
Yes - I can hear you roar
Jane is fine, always fine
We're unhappy most of the time
We don't talk, we don't fight
I'm just tired, she's way past caring
But she says, she is fine
She tells lies most of the time
What she needs, iI don't have
That's not in the hand that I'm holding
So we drink spanish wine
She plays country records until the morning
This is mine, all of mine
She is not, she is not mine
But I feel fine
Only when I'm sleeping
Only with the tv on
She and I and empty wine and whisky bottles
And she white beneath crumpled sheets
She is everything I need
But she would rather be
Any place but here
Jane is fine, always fine
We're unhappy most of the time
We don't talk, we don't fight
I'm just tired, she's way past caring
So we drink spanish wine
We tell lies, we're killing time
And we feel fine
Well, what's the crime?
I love your head
I love the way you hold your head
Because you’re young
And you know it
Because you’re young
There ain’t nothing you can’t do
Because you know
There ain’t nothing you can’t do
I love your head
I love the way you hold your head
Because you know
There is no connection between old
And what’s new
And there ain’t nothing you can’t do
Oh, nothing at all
And you know that gun is loaded
Sure you do
Summertime blue
Summertime blue
Yes you know that gun is loaded
Sure you do
If not for you
The way you walk
I love the way you wear contempt
For my sort
Oh, should I give you my money?
A steady hand
A little trigger happy
Angry little man
Oh, pull the trigger take it all
And you know that gun is loaded
Sure you do..
I love your head
I love the way you hold your head
Because you’re young
And you know it
A steady hand
A little trigger happy
And we’ll tell you how to live
And we’ll take away the reason
And we wonder why we wonder
How you’re not the way that we were
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
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
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Rather than you, she said
I prefer solitude
Rather than company
I prefer cigarettes
Even Los Angeles
suffers occasionally
Do you have somewhere to stay?
But no more love songs
Not for me
I gave her whisky
and she gave me everything
There was a boy, she said
Beautiful, eloquent
He went to Spain
and where he went, she went
No Joan of Arc
She was broken, discarded
And that was a long time ago
Still, no more love songs
No more love songs
Still, you might as well live
I'll drink to harmony
Peace and disarmament
I'll dance the victory waltz
But no more love songs
No more
Suppose I told you everything I know
And it adds up to less than you already know
Well, I wont mind if you think I’m lazy
I wont care if you find me insincere
Because it’s the best that I can do
Come on, take my hand, it may be cold outside
But we’ve got New York City sunshine
Walking with the junkies and the millionaires
In the New York City..
New York City sunshine
I want to take you to the Metropolitan
But you say Man that really wouldn’t turn you on
Well, I wont mind if you think I’m a little crazy
I wont care if you find me insincere
Because it’s the best that I can do
Come on, take my hand, it may be cold outside
But we’ve got New York City sunshine
Walking with the junkies and the millionaires
In the New York City..
New York City sunshine
Maybe I’m going to get paid today
Maybe I’m going to get made today
Maybe I’m going to go back to Garden City
I know one of these days I’m going to leave this town
One of these days I’m going to pack her up and put her in drive
And head into the great whereafter.
Smile, she said, and if you want
I'll look the other way
Until you regain your melancholy disposition
Or until you get over yourself
You're such a European SOB
Could you exist without your irony?
I guess that you're afraid to alone or be alive
Or be a boy without a girl
Monday morning feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture?
Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture?
Nothing at all
Could you believe in anything?
Could I believe in you? she said
And maybe I don't want to be you mother
And could you bear to be sincere for just one day?
Smile, she said, and if you want
I'll look the other way
And you can go back to your Five Leaves Left
And you can call me when you get over yourself
Monday morning feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture?
Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture?
Nothing at all
I know I said I favoured peaceful resolution
But that was when we were the young idealists
The Young Idealists
Raging through the coffee shops and bars
Make believe the world was really ours
Still supposing we could make a difference
Then we bought into the neocon economic dream
And we were trading in futures we believed in
The Young Idealists
Careering through the markets to the Mall
Venturing that we could have it all
Still supposing we could make a difference
And then the markets fall
And the heavens open
And there’s no synergy at all
The synergy is broken
So maybe now I’d take that wholesale revolution
we were talking about
Maybe now I’d take a future we can breathe in
The Young Idealists
Raging through the forests and the streams
Breaking into your laboratories
Still supposing we could make a difference
I never dreamed I’d want a slogan on my people mover
But that was when we were the young idealists
I've got a beautiful thing going on
With a beautiful woman
She's going to love me 'til tomorrow, then
Well, she's only human
Love like this can't last
I got me half way to Phoenix
For the 17th time
I'm on my 59th rewrite
of Leaving on your Mind
I've got a pocket full of Kleenex
I've got no need of crying
I've got absolute faith
It's just a matter of time
Love like this can't last
Jesus said to Mary
I can't stand it anymore
We both know you must betray me
Why can't we just get it over with?
She threw herself before him, she said
We will never part
And it's going to take a miracle
To break my heart
Love like this can't last
I've got a beautiful thing going on
With a beautiful woman
She's going to love me 'til tomorrow, then
Well, she's only human
Love like this can't last
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 was woken up at 4 AM by your screams and anguished cries
Your mother was singing in the bathroom
He will never be my child
Oh, baby talks in her sleep so loud
We're living four flights up but I swear right now it feels like underground
You have absolutely no common sense yes I know that's your charm
You spend the whole day on the phone you say well it helps you stay calm
You cling to my arm yes I know that's your charm
And when I ask you what you want you say a diamonte crocodile
Well then could you give me some peace you say Well maybe for a while
Sometimes you know you could almost be a child
Oh, must you tell me all your secrets
When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
We're living four flights up but I swear right now it feels like underground
You are your own worst enemy
So don't expect my sympathy
Oh, go back to your mother's house
And cry your little heart out
You came driving back to town in a beat up Grace Kelly car
Looking like a friend of Truman Capote looking exactly like you are
Yes, I know that's your charm
So don't ask if I still want you only ask me if I must
I've been blown around so long don't know which senses to trust
Oh no.. but I know that I must
Oh, must you tell me all your secrets
When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
We're living four flights up but I swear right now it feels like underground
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?
