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I'm drinking tea
Taking unpaid leave from my
Women's Studies, uh huh
Out here in the meadow
With A People's History of America
I smoke a pipe to Johnny 99
Bipartisan Consensus
I'm keeping it dry, nothing flighty
On orders from my therapist
We were young and we were stupid
And it was fine while it lasted
To complete my education
I had to wake up in your bathtub
Oh, those Monday morning quarters
I grew so accustomed to
I've seen enough
I've made my recommendations
My work here is finished
Your powers of reduction
Remain strangely undiminished
Yes you, in your hushed tones
And your campus etiquette
If we cannot speak of nothing
Then nothing should keep her mouth shut
We were young and we were stupid
And it was fine while it lasted
Yes, I wrote my dissertation
On the barstools of your neighbourhood
But the bars were filled with lawyers
Filing action two by two
Through the valley of the women
That I am not married to
Are these riches here the spoils of my retreat?
These rented rooms and bachelor's degree
It's a Penguin Classic scene
Broken spine and faded green
Trying to relocate my arms
Around a memory
I'm drinking tea
Taking unpaid leave from my
Women's Studies, uh huh
Hiding up here in the library
With The Great Wall Of China
If Josef K was from Edinburgh
And Fast Product from Prague
That could have been kind of funny
Or maybe not that funny at all
We were young and we were stupid
And it was fine while it lasted
To complete my education
I had to wake up in your bathtub
With the shadows of the women
That I am not married to
Mama, I think I just might have met my match
I'm lying here in the dirt - a bunch of artifacts
Ghost stations coming alive as my pulse weakens
And I am not afraid to die
Born 1961, just like you
155,000 meters - neither straight or true
Concrete to the left of me
Flowers to my right
These were the best of times
It was my austere demeanour
Defined the age
Next to me, the green world greener
And the the grey more grey
The Old Man came, said
Destroy this Symbolism
Welcome to my Funeral
West Berlin
You will have guessed my name by now
My chagrin
These were the best of times
Oh Hansa, my lover
Where will your gaze fall now?
Combat Groups of the Working Classes
Wherefore will you crowd?
Western hedonists mourn my passing daily
These were the best of times
Inanimate I know,
I am and I will remain
Cinderblock souvenirs, sold with candy cane
Infiltrating the cabinets of the Western Union
With a promise of better times
You would be the one to come a' knocking at my door
And I would be the one to let you in and nothing more
You would break the bread and we would drink the blood of Christ
Blessed are the lovers for theirs shall be the night
And in the morning you'd be lying by my side
And you would want for more
And I would give you more
You would be the one to lay the blanket on the ground
And I would come to you but you'd be nowhere to be found
So I would turn to her for she was always, always there
Lost will be the souls of the wanton and the weak
And in the morning she'd be lying next to me
And I would want for more
And she would give me more
So then it was for me to come a' calling at your window
But you were never there. She doesn't live here - just the thin girl
The elevator operator told me so
So I would lay the table and I'd wait for you to call
Staring at the Myrtle and the Rose
And I would want for more
I became the one who sits and watches from afar
You became the woman in the German Car
I constructed characters in Quark and Photoshop
The longer you were gone the less the longing
The longer you were gone the less the longing
The longer you were gone
The less the longing
Now, who should be the one to come a' striding down my street?
To what do we owe this apparent sense of urgency?
And I should be the one touched by your very presence, dear?
The longer you were gone the less the longing
The longer you were gone the less the longing
And now you come for more
But I've no more to give
This has been enough for me
I don’t mind the flowers and the trees
I don’t mind the birds and I don’t mind the bees
I don’t mind the lovers and the love they make
For I’m leaving here today
Do I know where I’m going to?
No I don’t know where
But it’s plain for all to see
She wont have no truck with me
I have seen the high road and the low
I found no satisfaction (mmm, no no)
I have seen the mountains sweep down to the sea
I heard the music - it’s not moving me
And I will find no peace I fear
No peace I fear
For as far as I can see
She won’t have no truck with me
And from this motel yonder
I may take me to a’wandering
And in the shadows of the pines
I may lay me down and take what’s mine
OR
And from this motel yonder
I may take me to a’wandering
Beneath the blinking neon signs
I’ll look around and I’ll survey what’s mine
or
And in the shadows of the pines
I will lay me down and take what’s mine
SOLO
I won’t miss the flowers and the trees
I won’t miss the birds and I wont miss the bees
I won’t miss the lovers and the love they make
For I’m leaving here today
Do I know where I’m going to
No, I don’t know where
But as far as I can see
She won’t have no truck with me
Baby you know it's not about you
Orbiting as it is around you
Soon to be clear
Beyond your domain
Doesn't it stink to be human?
Fallible, weak. So tiresome
How could a god create a beast so low?
How should I know?
Baby you know it's not about you
All of the bars around the black holes
Teeming with freedmen and glorioles
Waiting for new stars to break on through
Brokers and lawyers in the back rooms
Briefcases filled with profane sums
Cadillac waiting by the sub-space port
All aboard
Baby you know it's not about you
Baby you know it's not about you
Neutron Star
Beautiful remnant in the night sky
Blue like Mars
Blue like any other street light
Afraid of the dark
Afraid of nothing
Afraid of the future
When it's not about you
Baby you know it's not about you
Orbiting as it is around you
Soon to be clear
Beyond your domain
Three volcanoes and a rose bush
Soon to be nothing, soon enough
Seven of diamonds to the eight of spades
Who was it said
Opposites Attract?
It wasn't me
I want you
More than I can
More than I can say
If I could choose any other day
Any other day
You should know better than believe
A single word I say
The next line is the truth
The last line was a lie
I know
I know you look a lot like me
We are
We really are a sight to see
I can't stop pushing you away
Pushing you away
Break up on Opposite's Day
You know we are the same
I know we are the same
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with you
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with you
The next line is a lie
This one is the truth
You know
He could never be your man
He won't
Jump into the river holding hands
If I could choose any other day
Any other day
You should know better than believe
A single word I say
I can't stop pushing you away
Pushing you away
Break up on Opposite's Day
You know we are the same
I know we are the same
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with you
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with you
Put on some make up and dry your eyes
We'll go to the racetrack and drink some wine
No I don't love you the way that I should
Baby, I can't leave you like this
If we get lucky we'll go top shelf
We ain't drinking nothing from no damned well
No songs of praise on Sunday morning
Baby, I can't leave you like this
Freedom's not a realistic ideal
Liberty means nothing worth a damn
My pursuit of sadness is not knee jerk
I don't have a second heart to break
Put on your dress and let down your hair
We'll walk out together down Glendale Blvd
Not a word of happiness or grief
Baby, I can't leave you like this
I can't stay
But I can't leave you like this
It's late and I'm so far from home
It's late and I don't want to be alone
It's late
And your eyes are black - your eyes are black as coal
I want to take you back - take you back to my hotel
I could be true tonight
To someone like you tonight
It's late - in this lonely hotel room
It's late and there's nobody but you
On my mind
With your lips so red - lips as red as hellfire
Stop me dead, bring me down to my knees
And I could be blue tonight
For someone like you tonight
Someone like you
I went looking for the devil's daughter
Found you sitting in this old saloon
Just exactly where the hotel porter told me
If you're looking for trouble, tonight
I know where the trouble's going to be tonight
Cross my palm with silver
I could be true tonight
To someone like you tonight
I could be blue tonight
For someone like you
It's late and I'm so far from home
It's late and I don't want to be alone
It's late
As I close my eyes, you won't let me be
I can't sleep so tonight,
What am I supposed to do?
I could be true tonight
To someone like you tonight
I could be blue tonight
For someone like you
Wouldn't you say?
There is something wrong with kids today
They leave on their hats
While they're digging that be-bop jazz
They pout their lips and shrug
All they want to do is jitterbug
Isn't it so?
We're juvenile delinquent wrecks, I know
With our Heavy Metal comic books
And our rock'n'roll
We wear red leatherette
We'll be burning churches next
But I don't want to date the hat check girl
And I don't need to raze the suburbs
But, how am I going to get the girl
If I don't bitch and fuss?
And rage against
Rage against, rage against, rage against
Something, anything
What is this noise?
And how are we to tell the girls from boys?
With their safety pins and nihilism
And body art
To rise above what?
They're doing the Double Lindy Hop
Oh and I know, I know
The Modern World is not so bad, oh I know
We've got amplified guitars
For playing those whorehouse chords
Come down to the 54
And find your spot out on the floor
Dig it
But I don't want to date the hat check girl
And I don't need to raze the suburbs
But, how am I going to get ahead
If I don't bitch and fuss?
And rage against
Rage against, rage against, rage against
Something, anything
How can you say?
There is nothing wrong with kids today
We got post ironic ennui,
Queens Of The Stone Age
I love your Vivienne Westwood shirt
Why won't you let me wear it?
Maybe I was a little over zealous
But that was such a long long time ago
It wasn't me made a fool of your fella
He didn't need any help from me
Just to call me
On the phone
Would that have broken your back, baby?
Maybe I aimed a little too high
No question that I failed in my endeavour
But that was not the pretext to this bitterness
Here I must give credit where it's due
You wanted to break me
On the wheel
But I was already broke, baby
Gone up in smoke, baby
And did I have it coming?
Maybe I did
I sure did disappoint you, didn't I?
Time and again, and again and again and again
I wont disavow my sinful weakness
No need to tell me
I already know
It can never be the same, baby
You've got to lay some blame, baby
If you've got to pin that scarlet letter to my breast
Well, do what you've got to do
So in light of these diminished expectations
I propose a temporary truce
If we are to negotiate these waters
Without further casualties
