1. |
Bonnie
03:42
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With your baby by your side
you can take that ride
to another planet
through fields of granite
the laws of space abide
nobody watches the stars anymore
that's why the sky is blue
nobody pays attention
but I dooooo
CHORUS:
Bonnie
ah ah oh ooh oh
Bonnie
ah ah oh ooh oh
Hold them all at gunpoint
but she'd never hurt a soul
hit the road and do some coke
and smoke another bowl
ah ah ah oh
Where would we be
without all of this money
somewhere in a straight jacket
pretending something's funny
I will follow you
to the ends of this wicked world
Bonnie, you're my girl
and I've got pills for the ride
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2. |
Music in the Night
03:25
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I'm flying away on radio signals
these cultures are chemicals
this town is a poison
CHORUS:
Luckily I find myself
in an industry of lights
in a parking lot
unleashing music in the night
(twice)
This is the only life
that I could ever cling on to
and in the feilds of summer
the notes are sky blue
and inbetween the smokestacks
lead me down the pathways
shrink aboard your miniature airplane
and sink upon the airwaves
CHORUS again (same thing)
If your soul changes
If my soul changes
the street will guide you
to different places
to different places
you must go
the night is only the beat
but you're ready
ready to hit the note
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Morning smoke with the morning coffee
get the drugs in your veins
like a train to the waterfountain
spouting in your brain
You got it all figured out
when the daisies cover you at night
you go to the supermarket
feel alriiiiight
well let me tell you bout the tragedy in the alcohol isle
the cashiers have to smile
at the decomposure (<---this is not a real word??)
at 1a.m.
Manfred headed up north
with nothing but television to report
and reports on the television
in which to retort
Well Manfred got bored
and Manfred got drunk
went to the supermarket, scored ecstacy from the cashiers
took a couple of years from his life
and said good night
SOLO
MAnfreeeddd been working way too hard
put it to bed
put it to bed
put it to bed
to bed
to bed
when they bury you with nothing in your head
and no one by your side
you can't hide
in the 24 hour supermarket like you planned to
that you can't do
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4. |
Punctured Sky
05:06
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Punctured Sky
you are watching me I know
So what do you see?
People wrapped around their TV's
whatever that is
I'm just a kid
spending all of my money at the bar
Punctured sky
you are watching me I know
So do the birds
nest within in the stars
are the fireflies
merely passing cars
So what do I mean to you?
don't understand my time here
What's looking through the light
and cover me in fear
covers me in fear...
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5. |
Quiet Vehicle
03:44
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A low, low buzz
enters your ears
put in those headphones boy, it
disappears
Sitting, waiting for the
talking shadows
throwing in to keep the store open
as they come and goo0o0o0o0o0o0o0
ahh ah ahh ah ahh ah ahh
All the while you dream
in the corner
of the county
in a diner by the cash machine
You put on a cape and burst through the ceiling
with an epic guitar guitar riff in the background
to emphasize the feeling
SOLO
Over the coast line
and into your mind
letting the wind in
keeping your head from spinning
leaving behind all the
talking shadows
windows down and let the moon in
and it glows
ah ahh etc
All the while you scream
in a quiet vehicle
that carries your minds and means
you take a drag and exhale to the ceiling
with a quiet guitar riff in the background
to emphasize the feeling
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6. |
Ruby's Not Ready
03:47
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Ruby's not ready
throw the coat in the hall
Ruby's not ready
not ready at all
Glassy-eyed statue in the mirror
will this work out
the picture's no clearer (ah ah ah)
but Ruby don't fear her
Romance like this
will fade into dust
what started as passion
was nearly disgust
Ruby's not ready
find the clock on the wall
Ruby's not ready
not ready at all
Perfume hangs on, resolve in the shade
will this work out
the picture must fade
but Ruby get paid
and take her downtown
Ruby's not ready
not ready at all
Ruby's not ready
watch Ruby fall
fall Ruby
Fall...
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7. |
Waking Up
04:17
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Here come those last
couple of heartbeats
Buddha on my window sill
gave me a sleeping pill in my dream
I am trapped like a soldier
I am killing time
but it takes me away
away from
you or so
I like to think
or so I like to think you think
CHORUS:
Shut my eyes and go to sleep
only in dreams do we meet
where we know eachother
from our head to our feet
this is you
this is me
waking up
with my head in different places
you are not the eye who sees
you are the mind that gazes
and makes it better
easy for me
to sleep
in the hours before I drift away
I think about the noise of the day
uncontrollable and unsound
You are trapped in the
same old thing
everyday repeats itself
in climates of change
and I am far away from you
stuck in the rain
CHORUSSSSSSSS again
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8. |
Of Earth!
03:19
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"It's a strange view from space," she said
"It's like a peel orange
or and unraveled head."
"You dreamt last night?" I asked
and she smiled and laughed
into her rust-metal flask
"Of Earth! Of Earth!" she shouted
"It's like a big brain
that's green, blue, and clouded
Small waves are its thoughts
big waves are emotions
I think too much thinking
can empty its oceans."
I said, "I think too much drinking
just inflates the notion
are we only neurons
drinkng up potion?"
She said, "You need your mind
to be a bit more open
take the fabric of your thoughts
and hang them up with a clothespin."
I dream, I dream away
of the day I can go to space
dance on mars, and look into the face
they discovered in '78
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9. |
Eliza
03:59
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In the city
can you find that dark feeling
and bring it to me
Maybe we'll unravel here
and in the neon lights
disappear
Never got quite used to it
is it true that when you
get to the park you sit
and your paint and you faint
on pictures you made
well if it's true then
come and stay
Through some dayless city portrait
she decends upon you
and whispers in your ear
like the saddest trumpeteer
inbetween your snaredrum heartbeats
"I cannot stay here"
Never got a chance to get quite
used to it
is it true that when you
get to the park you sit
and your paint and you faint
and you plan your escape
through the windows of this island
on a ripe summer day
Eliza
I lost you somewhere down the road
inbetween the pillars
getting stoned
Eliza
I lost you somewhere down the road
you melted through the people
following a stream of gold
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10. |
Eliza Lies Here
03:12
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When you come to that city passing
the neon lights make you incomparable
you disappear
transform
you say,
"Find me here"
You see these pillars of progress
are a tragedy
you say to yourself
"A thousand stories
couldn't match the ones that come out of me"
You remember your time spent
in the world accross the seas
you watched snow leopards hunt for food
they have the nature to be
free from the terminal daze
in this brand new age
in the USA
The droning never stops
make sure she gets what she wants
Eliza's on a mission
Walk with me
silently
when it comes to the city passing
well pass over the city
Do not go there
searching for gold
on the way passed the busstop
Eliza froze cold
Fertilizer
Eliza lies here
Eliza lies here
Fertilizer
Eliza lies here
Eliza lies here
In the secret garden by the busstop
the gypsies sell their rugs
where we can sit on the grass
and talk about the past
and share with the bugs
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11. |
Coast On
04:30
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I'm driving
to the far away towns
gonna soak my feet in the water
underground
Got myself a fancy cigar
in my leftover fancy suit
walked into the stony shadows
and picked the vine from the root
I've got no time
to roll down my windows
just deafen myself in the music
I used to know
cause nothing matters
but the music no more
CHROUS:
Surf through the waves
glide to the past
well dear,
I will poor you this drink
but you better make the drink last
COAST ON
""
Until your love is gone
COAST ON
""
Until the nighttime see the dawn
I'm eating
at the tides in my mind
gonna drive until the peak of sleeping
and live in a slower time
Got myself a gun in hand
gonna be one dead man
unless I reach the metallic seashore
it's the beach to get tan
I've got no time
to wake up on my toes
just swim in the waves of music
I used to know
cause I listen
got no hand in the show
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