PRINTABLE VERSION & EXTRA LYRICS
ELECTRICITY -- USELESS U. S.
Electricity cant hurt me-- I've no feet on the ground
My feeling hypnotize me by just being around
I've got no game to play in the U S of A
I've got no fun at all....
I'm throughly appalled
Paralysis, analysis, Establishments
Thouroughly assist the the state of THIS
My body's glowing appalled
Who needs us in the USA
They're better off sleeping-- let sleeping dogs lay
Don't kick the dog our God-- named USA
I'm throughly appalled
I can send your Jesus into crisis
even the cheapest-- money and fame
There's just no point to your fucking game!
HIPPIE REVOLUTIONIST
Little jimi hendrix in a box
Hippie revolutionist --your attitude sucks
Dont give me your uniform
I dont want to be reduced to your appalling onorml
I live divine In my human form
Living that way you'll never live free
Exaltyourself - live ecstatically
Your hippie revolution won't get you very far
Won't get you a job - won't get you to Nirvanarrrr
I go on pleasing just myself
Go on craving your rock and roll legitimacy
Employee of the universe -- I employ the universe
Go on craving
Human at last -- stepping out of this hearse
Dont give me your uniform
Sick of it all -- just another appalling norm
Hippie revolutionist loser In a T-shirt
Eat your privelidge join the mob
Hippie revolutionist whyn't you go and play twist
Your hippie revolution won't get you any job
Frank liasons in your parents' living room
Chuckle of doom -- reverberating -- Hahaha-hah
Woodstock doesn't matter -- birkenstock clatter
An original conception --
So much closer to perfection
Than anything that you ever want to do
Hahaha-hah -- What you ever want to do?
Dont give me your uniform
Sick of it all -- just another appalling norm
Hippie revolutionist -- I can see
You go on craving your rock and roll legitimacy
Little Imitations from the past
Nothing in your face -- no passion -- not a trace
Spurious representations on an asphixional history
Little imitations -- can't even get a van
Look at you laying there -- barbituates
Habitual overdosing - needeles for hair
No more schoolroom -- your at a loss
Hahaha-hah -- What you ever want to do?
Stand around looking stunned -- not a lot to do
You were young when you begun -- no more
No more no more -- now you look defeated
Twenty years -- you poser jerks --
We're the ones been cheated !!
Dont give me your uniform
I live dmne in my human form
Living my way I'm always free
I exalt myself -- ecstatic-ecstatlc@statlcally
Hahaha-hah - Whatyou want to do
Nothing you do can matter
reduced to a number
ANTPARADE
Everybody
Can you tell me which way to the ant parade?
I really need to know, Mr Kincaid
Cause I'm truly at a loss
I used to be the boss,
Now I'm just a worker, a little shit-smirker
I draw on every box -- I open all the locks
And I drive a fucking truck -- I know your just a schmuck
But can you please help me -- please tell me
Which way to the ant parade -- you know I gotta go
I gotta go there today-- I gotta see their little heads
Gotta see what they mean --
I gotta see what they are -- gotta see whats to see
And I know when I die I go to Illinois
You might say ILL-I-NOS [You might say its awesome]
Nothing there but shitty little wheatfields
Nothing there -- nothing there -- Mr Kincaid...
Can you tell me which way to the ant parade
I really gotta know -- lm a perpetual loss
I just never know what I wanted to be
I just never know what I wanted to see
I just never know what I used to see
I just a wanted success -- good car, clean dress
I just want to be an ant - just like you
Snappy black boots -- good car, clean suit
I just never know -- I gotta be there -- got my feet on the stair
I just never know I wanted reality
I gotta know -- can you tell me
Which way to the ant parade -- you know I gotta go there
You know I gotta see -- when I get there
I want to be -- me
I'M A BIACK WOMAN
I'm a black woman - can you hear me scream
I'm a black woman - do you know what I mean
lm a black woman black as I can be
Black as midnight black as black pitch
Black as your --- -- black as an itch
Black as a woman -- black as THAT
I'm so black I'll never get back
I'm just a little nigger when you come to see me
Your little niggger whore bitch -- you know what I mean
I'm just a whore when I walk down the street
I open that door -- I look inside
I seethe bros chillin with my crack baby
Give me five dollars I'll undo your tux
Give me ten dollars I'll call that bucks
Come on baby -- just suck the sucks -- this sucks
I'm a black woman lm throughly oppressed
I'm a black woman take off my dress
Listen to the black woman scream and scream
Listen to her -- listen to that dream
Black scream -- ahhh! - a black dream
I'm a black woman - do you know what I mean
I'm black as I can get -- I'm black as a scream
I'm blacker than sh it -I'm black as a dream
I'm black in the back -- I'm black in the front
I'm black in the middle -- I'm black as your cunt
Come here and take off this dress
Fuck
JEFF IN A DRESS
FLOWER CHILD CAN'T YOU BE WILD]
Flower child -- gentle and mild
Your terribly sorry -- there wont be any trouble
Why cant you be wild Cant you hear it in me
Tina Puma and the why-hoos
HOLE
I think that I am Courtney love
She is Courtney Love
I'd like to fuck her hole
She'd like to fuck that hole - fuck that hole
Fuck that hole-- fuck that, with what?
With my gu@ bass ukelele
With her bass ukelele --fuck that Courney Hole
Courney -- that girl is rough
No Courtney Hole is cool
Sweet as aviolated spool -- all femininity
References to Euripides -- whatthe fuck is up
With Courtney Hole's rump?
Why cant she be -- a female socrates
She's gotta live in the nineties
I dont want to hear more Courtney's ass
I wan na know Ku rt wi I I last
Why can't he live -- forever with me
Kurdt Colbain -- sucks my dickie
Listen to her
Sexy motherfucker shaking that ass
Shaldng that ass
Sucking that ass
Shaidng that ass
Sucking that ass
Sexy motherfucker shaking that ass
Sexy motherfucker shaldng that ass
Sexy motherfucker shaking that ass
Sexy motherfucker shaking that ass
Shaldng that ass
Shaidng that ass
B - LAM!
YOU HARDLY EXIST (JELLO BIAFRA)
Loilapaloser -- skinflint loser
Acid-headed trash -- mo money, no flash
Nine in nail -- skinney as a rail
You don't know what to see -- you dont know what to say
If I could only get you on your feet it'd be OK
Another lost night -- I know it's alright --
I know that I like -- a nolse and a fight
I know what I want -- to see you exist!!
I dont know why --
You dont know what -- you hardly exist
Just like Jello Biafra -- master of the opera
Break his fokking knee its okay with me
Let's jump on the bitch we know he's a rich
WE know he's givin In to all the fokking sin
HE's just like Madonna -- he a knows what he a wanna
A wanna's ta DO
His name is Jello Biafro
Politically correct -- break his fucking neck
Jello Jello Jello Jello
Smart as whip -- no longer is hip
Minimize his audience -- It's Jello Jello
You hardly exist -- Anyone want to say something else
With the voice of NONsense
Nonsequiteur - he'll give you a tour
Of his studio -- It's such a bore
I'd rather go with Courtney Hole
At least she needs what she gets
Such a fucking bunch of wit -- spend it on rent
Tell me what you GET -- cause I want it
And I need it - I need it -- Jello jello jello
Jello-- he's a funny fellow fucking Jello
STONE-DEAD SURVIVOR OF YOUR LOVE
lm gonna dive-bomb my soul tonight
Gonna make it all happen tonightl
lm a stone-dead survivor of your love, baby.
Burning black candles at your altar, baby.
Up all night ripping down your icon, baby.
Im a stone-dead survivor of your love
On the night you raped me
My eyes were mild
My heart was beating wild
On the night you raped me
lm a stone-dead survivor of your love, baby.
Up all night ripping down your icon, baby.
Im a statue at the grave of my heart, baby.
lm a stone-dead survivor of your love
You dont take the way I dress
My hair is just a fucking mess--
I fall and I fall until I fall in love
And now youre tellin me I fall in love
And all I get is YOU?
lm a stone-dead survivor of your love, baby.
Burning black candles at your altar, baby.
Up all night ripping down your icon, baby.
Im a statue at the grave of my heart, baby.
Im a stone-dead survivor of your love
DI"NE REVOLT
Im part of the divine revolt
Im part of the divine revolt
Our world is ne
Im part of this divine revolt
Our vision is true
So many stars all melt into my eye
I see what I want and I jump real high
Cant you cant you cant you cant you
I dont care If I bring you sorrow
I dont care about tomorrow
I dont care if you cant forget
Cant you see its all ecstasy to me
0 o o why cant you believe
Our world is new
Our vision is true
Im part of the Divine Revolt
Parts of this Divine revolt
These visions and revisions
I am telling you
They make the only heaven
And youre welcome too
I been livin oh so long
On revulsions and regrets
I have to manufacture rapture-- songs
And lay down my final bet
Our world is new
Our vision Is true
lm part of the Divine Revolt
Parts of this Divine revolt
Its just another Divine Revolt
Just another Divine revolt
Revolt from YOU
AND YOURE WRONG
You think ever spiendour smashed
Will take you where Ive gone
And youre wrong
You think every miracle mashed
Makes a better song
And youre wrong
You think every heraid's voice
Is leading you to slaughter
And youre wrong
You think every freedom's choice
Is a toss of loaded dice
And youre wrong
What's wrong with a miracle or two?
I see it better than you
Cause youre wrong
What's so bastard about a splendid song?
I sing it better than you
Cause youre wrong
And youre always
Gonna be
WRONG!
And youre wrong about IT
And youre wrong as you can be
And your wrong all of the time
And youre wrong about me
BREAKIT
lm gonna break this world
Im gonna mock this world (its soul)
Im not even gonna haveta try
Look at me-- I look ya in the eye
Gonna take you
Outa this world
Gonna break you
On outa this world
Followthis desperate track
Its a skinney silver ribbon
up out of despair
Follow me cause III never go back
One good jump clear and we're
all the way there
Gonna take you
Outa this world
Im gonna break you
Right on outa this world
Hold this hand-- we're standing clear
No one else-- no God-- is near
No spirit but my spit
Gonna break all of it....
Gonna break you on out
H-BOMB GIRL
Your H-bomb bikini's got me In the tomb
Keep filling my head with you
But its so empty- its the H-bomb
Youre essence splits my atoms, sweetheart
Youre awalklng talking apocalypse with lips
You never speakyoure mind butyou always speak your lisp
Blow It up baby-- come on get a grip
Youre frying me so hard I'm burnt to a crisp
I AM ONE WITH THE APOCALYPSE
I want to belong to the H-Bomb
I want a new Identity
SHES SO GLOSSY
Your love's so glossy
With my picture underneath it
My date of birth-- I bequeath it
Cause your love's so glossy
So very glossy
Slippery-- slidey-- down we go
On that neon-blue ammonia slide
Tonight's the only showl
Your love's so glossy
When I put it in y pocket
Your love's so very glossy
With my enammed picture on it
Your love's a shot of junk
In my windex-hardened veins
I still smell that punky skunk
You were kissing on my train
Your love's so glossy so very glossy
I'll drink you down the drain
CHORUS:GlossySeepage
KUFTR & GREGG, AUTHURZ
YOU KNEW
You know-- you knew
All that I ever do---
Erase the privacy
Of my personal ecstasy
Making my heaven-haven uneven
Yeah-- you take the bright light
Dousing it all night
In blood and black sighs
--I won't stand for it
I can't handle It
Its tearing me up again
I look at you-- I can't begin
To say all the ways-- the way
You just twist and break my heart
The ways-- The Way
You just break my heart a-part!
Talking all night to you
Talking you straightthrough
I thought I goy through to it
But youre just abusing it
My love my love my love
You minimize it with your
cold shove
No I won't take you there
I wont save you-- I wont scare
I'm alone-- Im glad
Youre not dead-- Im sad
You knew you knew you knew
What shit you were putting me through
BEATING UP
Beating up another one
Beating up another one
Beating up another one
Beating up another one
Beating up another one
Beating up another one
Beating up another one
Beating up another one
OFTHEM!L
INSPIRATION IS A STORY
Inspiration-- It might take all day
I aint got time for It-- its OK
Cause I see the meaning-- and its real
Unreeling is the feeling that I feel
I dont mind-- it moght be-- the otherside
I dont mind-- I might be flying on the otherside
I wake up in a worry
My life's in such a hurry
Stomach-- my stomach-- is filled with snowy flurries
Old blood old body
My heart keeps pumpin'like fucking John Gotti
Old blood old body
Blind in the alleyway-- I keep feeling shoddy
111-made goods cant sit on the shelf
111-made goods hop off by themselves
Im pinned to my thinking
You're pinned to my thought
I'm pinned to you-- thinking
[ cant believe you're pinned to my thought
My thought my thought my thought
So what so what so what so what?
lm talking to you/ through you
It might take all day
EZEKIAL (IN THE FACTORY)
Ezekiel in the factory
Prof Its create a state of grace
Down on the factory floor
Building haloes for the savior
Losing my way
My soul is grey
At the end of the day
Down in the factory
Lifting haloes from the thieves
Down on the factory floor
All my angels bleeding like whores
Oneself divided into three
Failing back to paradise-- its OK its OK its OK
Finding my way
ERASURE
1/
No personality -- your losing your face
No longer a member of the human race
Your going through erasure...
Cant you feel ft slipping away like sand?
Silver liquid sincerity -- cash dust in the can
Dont let your face say someone else's words
Say what you want to be - say it hard
Blank bald faces -- where's the humanity?
I ignore them -- they can't hear me
Got a good job -- don't watch the clock?
I'm gonna tell you again just why you should stop
It's a process of decay -- in the end you always pay
And pay and pay and pay -- it's an ERASURE
Now everyone's living with erasure
No faces turn when I hear the call
And now I know that they aren't people
Cause everyone's gone through erasure
2/
Your still you're going on and on -- but everything is gonel
It's not very fun being nothing at all... erasure
You're an absence 41 can't feel'
You're a detriment 11 don't care!'
You're really very nothing at all
3/
Continue on your way -- you don't get another day
Ifyougottolive--you'vegottolivethehighestway
I've got no time for the moronacy
I'm too busy charting ecstacy
Cause you're living with e-ras-ure
Not a brain -- not a face -- just a T V screen
You're the killer bullet in your own future
Open up your eyes as you scream and hit the wall
If you can't save everything -- save nothing at all
Get out of my way -- I don't get another day
I've got to go on living the highest way
No personality -- not even a face
No longer a member of the human race
There's no abetting your destiny
You are what you are -- you'll never be free
Now everyone's living with erasure
No faces in the body bag when I hear the call
And now I know that they aren't people
Cause everyone's gone through, gone through
e - ras - ure
ERASURETALK
Youve been erased/ youve got no face/ whereve you been?/
outplayinginthesin/Theregoesyouface/man behind
thegrassyknoll/wheresthebrokensoul/nothing left/cant
evenlookbereft/wheresyoursocity/youvebeenerased/
strange case/ it nothing at all
DON'T BELIEVE IN HISTORY
I dont believe in history
Its just another story -- not reality
Lack ambition -- that's a history's lesson
I dont want to read about the Revolution
I dont want to pray to any crux!-FICTION
I dont believe in history
I dont believe the press of every nation
I dont believe -- can't you see
YOU taught me how to lie without a any question
I want to see the incinerators
Just hand me the nails --'cause I'd rather live
than die celebrated
No more heroes off a dusty shelf
My only hero is just being myself
I'm thoroughly appalled
Paralysis, analysis, Establishments
Thoroughly assist the state of this
My body's glowing appalled
Congress your apostle in the second-rate charade
All this world's just my stage
Don't look at me when I'm passing YOUR cage
Please just continue on YOUR way
I'm thoroughly appalled
Paralysis, analysis, Establishments
Thoroughly assist the state of this
My body's glowing appalled
I'm thoroughly appalled -- appalled by YOUR God
INVERSION
You want to see my mystery
But i won't let you-- can't you see?
You're an illusion-- a total inversion
Inside out-- got no reason to shout
Can't you see that I hate you--
Your every second of doubt
You're an inversion-- a total perversion
You're an inversion, an inversion, inversion
It seems to be that you aren't real
And it seems to me that you've got nothing to feel
Keep on and on until you grow up
To be just another -- spiritual runt
Exactly the same as your par-runts
You that about this-- you talk about that
You melt down your brain with evil chit-chat
I only go on talking when I've got something to say
I talk all of the time-- you don't know what to say
You're an illusion-- a total inversion
Inside out-- got no reason to shout
You're an inversion, an inversion, inversion
Monstrosity-- with no further appeal
I'm in my glory-- I'm in my prime
I'm in it right now-- I'm in it all of the time
There's no abetting your destiny
You are what you are-- you'll never be free
You're an inversion-- a total perversion
Can't escape-- got no love to relate
Can't you se that I hate you
You're every second of doubt
Abysmal lack of self-- nothing
You're not an individual-- at all
Can't see
1
Harmonica croon/ Veronica Moon
is picking violets
Violet Leghorn
whose round head is adorned
is giving what she gets
Herlequin mister/ mister with blisters
hanging off of his head....
Silence resounding/ undoubtedly bounding
over the cow past the moon
Mournerman sister/ snakeyfaced hisser
stab me with your cross
Placid Whitey Foster
cowboy without holster
in a dovegrey history womb
will show you his plastic teeth
ifyouwillsayplease
Sadness without loss
2 Porno bassanette
"swap genetalia for a day. & meet with big
adventures in the life outside of this portable aquarium"
Porno bassanette/ the best blessed yet
your mother with a dachsunddog
everything has come along
rather nicely
SAY HELLO TO FATHER MAMA
Dr. Seuss Professor Christ
gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Penthouse apartment/ video and cheese
crumb cracker cameos of penis ecstasy
fuck yr mother in a winter scene
fuck yr pappa until you freeze
Trojan society/ no hard work
...fuck yourself if you please
watch light, love sucks
vaseline mesmerization
white cup/ black hole
white cup/ black hole
scar yourself with sex ameleoration
white cup/ black hole
white cup/ black hole
swinging like the apies in my porno bassanette
pelvic canter/ tampon cranker
turn up the radio
turn off the holy joe
"swap genetaila for a day and meet with big
adventures in the life outside of this aquarium"
Muscular sheen
on the TV screen
more orange/ more orange
The dyke bitch queen
sud pus legs up in a V
More muscle sheen/ more muscle sheen
Let me be the video machine
Let me/ let me.... maaaaaah...
WIPE YOURSELF CLEAN
3 Willie Wonka
Willie Wonka's/ district downtown
selling stocks and bonds
Works in the night morgue
the stiffs are all quite bored
Willie's winsome/
arranging body systems
picking arms and legs
The dead are all bored
playing the same chord
LIFE'S A CHOPPED/ UP BACK
One dark night now/ one dark night now
frighty night howl
Willie Wonka's/ out there walkin
eating chocolate bones
Scary skeletons/ lying in skins
as he danced at the graveyard
Wore a grey hat/ brought a black sack
clinking candy bones
Spooky nibblins/ death and chitlins
crapping stars and bats
All there clapped loud/ quite a bad crowd
tipping stovepipe caps
Bells of sight-sound/ tense eyes turn round
flogging every stone
Willie Wonka/ jumps in a red grave
praying for what saves
Phony corpses/ headless horses
plastic thrills and chills
But nothing happens/ he's out of fashion
giving little Alice quite a lashin
The chains have lost their clank
deep caves are quite undank
Everyones bored/ playing the same chord
LIFE'S A CHOPPED-UP BACK
4 Krishna Say
Krishna say: Be your light
Bible say: not at all
Krishna speak in all sight
Bible talk the angry god
Krishna walks eternally
Bible kills its Jesus
Krishna share esoteric center
Bible locks its endless heaven
5 Delicacies
Dayglow machetes
spin up & down chopping ears
Dangerous spaghetti
choked the smoking Queen
of the Houdini weanery
STELLLLLLLA
Dirty Nazi in a tutu
how we know you aint a frou frou?
Anticlonal condomripper
pretend her womb is just a zipper
Spastic antibody, make a disease
invent another screwword besides fucking "please"
Lowly germ without a cause
go and break your backbone
instead of breaking laws
Velvet vinyl violence
always causes meltdown silence
Stuff chameleons in your ears
Don't chainsaw justice
you can always sell your fear
6 Grasshopper Malady
Killers of Bugsy/ I address you all
I'll hunt you like wabbits
until you all fall
I've got a grasshopper malady
made of gashes of happenstance
and a rabbit that's dead
Nuclear clouds and/ bunnyrabbit suicide
hop hop hop hop hop
spill past the cliffside
The ocean is made of red fur today
Lemonade cyanyde/ body balloons
palmtrees and garrisons
sparkle m-16 jewels
Drinking the drink/ seeing the blind
jungletanglenightmare
The ocean is made of red fur today...
Bugs is dead.
Carnival carnivores
shaking sharktooth keyrings
They walk past the walkside
sing what they sing
Retroactive Vietnam/ blinked in is head
changing the stoplights from green to red
Killers of Bugsy, my pal is dead.
7 Can u hear me Mrs. Albert?
can u hear me mrs albert,
are u even there at all?
will you sell me emancipation
from your purse of hesitations
is it an act of desperation
that in this hour of incubations
that i let you know that something new is near
that i let you know that something new is near
this is gore porn
this is gore porn
can u hear me mrs. albert?
i'm speaking to your ears.
mrs. albert, dear mrs albert can u hear?
the times are quite unlikely
but if i ask politely
i'm sure that you will definately hear
tonguing your ear has made me
quite sleepy/ quite sleepy
dear mrs. albert what can u hear?
8 In a Changing Room
In a changing room
the light begins to go
& everyone's been drinking
as the room begins to go
In a changing room
stepping onto ledges
I can see this city clearly
but cannot feel the edges
In a changing room
falling every day more slowly
I can see the lights are going
and the streets spell something holy
In a changing room
the fish are speaking clearly
& their hearts are starting races
as the people disappear
In a changing room
the windows open up your eyes
and as I breathe I step outside
the changing room one more time
9 Consider this a Rehersal (Slapstick Majestic)
Consider this a rehersal
think it doesnt matter much at all
I don't need to see you (at all)
She was a slapstick majestic
and she always knew the rules.
her heart was a 3-colored thing
and never went to school.
She had a look that could cut glass
and even cut herself;
life is just a broken mirror
sitting on a broken shelf.
Freedom in a corner
will never take you very far
If you can't even drive your brain my dear
then who will drive the car?
Would you like to make some money
or would you like to make yourself?
The choice you take at the gate of Peter
is a choice you take too late.
oh would you like to make some money
or would you rather make yourself.
10 No Unity
We don't need no unity
We don't need no amnesty
We don't need no rock n' roll
We don't need no freakin' eskimoes
No, no we we dont need to be free
11 The Younger Goethe
The younger Goethe was an athiest
He went walking in the woods;
he walked along walking his walk
tranquilly
spelling visions in a wood
out of a mind knowing good from good.
The back of the wind
moved backwards in my mind
clearing out the deaths of friends
burning candles at both ends
as the fuse ignores its sins
named by the breath of friends
and all I have is time
and time & time & time
Body conscious
she turns around;
it turns me out.
Nothing is a mood
I wish I could just disappear
Whenever she's near.
I've got a heart attack and selfconscious poise;
Love is what fills my thought with noise.
smiling without trying to impress
wouldn't you rather do better things
He was a step ahead of himself
too much world
too much world
Why do we live this way? There's nothing else.
Always when my heart is true, I know I know I know its through.
Nothing is what it was with so much thought. What else?
Nobody has said you have to be yourself.
Living with the fractures of my broken past,
nothing real or insincere is ever really meant to last.
Talking to the neon night I abandoned God,
it seemed the only nearby Mars I hadn't tried;
and when the chains now crowning me finally dissolve
I'll know the charming dangers of those who've forgotten how to fall.
Livin with the fractures of my broken past,
something tells me nothing much was really meant to last.
Why don't you leave me in the dark where theives are interestin?
Is there anything I haveta learn from your responding sin?
I see the pitch of night & walk into the gloom.
You had to see. You hadn't seen, and walked backward to yr room. Again.
Livin with the fractures of my broken past,
something tells me nothing much was really meant to last.
Why do we live this way, abandoning ourselves? Its nothing much;
not knowing how to kill yrself-- is just another crutch.
Yeah, learnin in the dark is the only path...
stumbling with the victims that infest my midnight eyes
until the darkness drowning us is the only path, why not?
Livin with the fractures of my broken past,
something tells me nothing much was really meant to last.
Thinkin bout it is my only key, sweatin the visonary minutes
that divide divine decide deny this perifery of limits.
Got up from my world and walked right over to that girl,
heaven crashing to her face as her eyes unfurled.
What happened? I don't care.
What happened? I don't care at all.
We knew life was devolving on the planet we had used;
no time lost if we hadn't hesitated, hesitated since I was born and nursed, abused.
I got up outa my box and started a fight.
What happened to that gorilla chanting me on all night?
What happened? I don't care.
What happened? I don't care at all.
We knew everybody here wears a nuclear fate.
You know you know when you know you have to wait;
eyes underlined can never underline my hate my love my hate.
I want to jump up and into my life again.
Oh won't you jump up and into my life, my life again?
What happened? I don't care.
What happened? I don't care at all.
I knew the world was IF and aint innerrested
Thinkin bout it is my only key, sweatin the visonary minutes
that divide divine decide deny this perifery of limits.
O world where I walk alert and light the only match. What's in it?
I put down what I was lookin at. I aint innerested.
What happened? I don't care.
What happened? I don't care at all.
This venom of love is what I'm thinking of,
and when everything you say is true,
still I feel like I'm falling through
this venom of love
Perfection in tall boots, shatter me with a look
& when I smile just to pretend, just shatter me again.
Eyes that just have sundered me w/ their dilating [annihilating] hook,
when I turn away I see them, and am shattered once again.
Oh oh this venom of love
The day was so penetrating, I fell right
on into the night. No shy moon was emanating.
It felt alright.
Time is shifting right on into my head,
times I thought lost, times I thought dead.
And always it is you in the vision in my head.
Oh oh oh oh this venom of love
is all I remember thinking of.
The day was so penetrating, I fell right
on into the night. It felt alright.
And when I try to put you on out of my sight
everything is crimson as a dream.
"Let me go" is all I want from you, and everything will be all right.
Let me go, let me go neon, let me go crimson again.
Oh oh this venom of love
The day was so penetrating, I fell right
drinking on into the night
this venom of love
Vacant acres in me are brimmin everything with such unreal light
in my solitary veins the liquid thins and then ignites.
Time, time is locked up in what it is diminishin
and when you're alive does it matter what the finish is?
I reach into whatever's here, and I reach to touch
and when it happens all at once-- it is too much.
Oh when I pass out this time, boredom is the only rule,
people stare-- I didn't care-- they stare at us as if we're mutes;
and when I stood against the wall, stood against 'em all and spoke
there was nothing-- oh zero-- standing there to refute.
I reach into whatever's here, and I reach to touch
and when it happens all at once-- it is too much.
You stood, once more, and agonized about my case,
human walls were bursting into our shallow, shouting game.
I say: let's go to where the thunder laughs right in your face.
I turn to you, your face looks like a volunteer in flames.
I reach into whatever's here, and I reach to touch
and when it happens all at once-- it is too much.
And when we are awake and hold the bliss against our tongues
there's something that dedicates our aching breath to the best,
somethin takes away our aching, our aching breath-- man, that's the best--
something real and felt that shall not be torn away again.
Obliterate yourselves, you worst, and leave us to the rest.
I reach into whatever's here, and I reach to touch
and when it happens all at once-- it is too much.
The only time you're looking death right in the mouth is when
the only time you can't leave yourself is: pain.
You know the ones who burn and are never free again
are just like you, when they face the end.
You look most when you step out of yourself and into the night;
that night is nearer than the blood you hear, that night
is walking over us again, sepulchral night.
Your anger is a steeple when you run out of God,
pointing where heavens above stood just out of reach;
and if anger cannot drive you there, well then, hell then,
just listen to the tires' reproachful screech.
You look most when you step out of yourself and into the night;
that night is nearer than the blood you hear, that night
is walking over us again, sepulchral night.
Death, please, I like you just as much as anybody else,
tomorrow. Death, please, don't tease me with your drug of hope;
I know the silent ministry of earth that waits for me, so much,
so much resloves itself at one tug of a knotted rope.
You look most when you step out of yourself and into the night;
that night is nearer than the blood you hear, that night
is walking over us again, sepulchral night.
And when you bent down and told me in my ear today that-- well
that I was standin on a pier I couldnt see or feel or hear-- well
I took yr hand in the cold cold air and I walked out on to the water.
Two skeletons in fishtails walked out on the water
2 skeletons or shadows moved out upon the water
I see the passion of children who kill themselves thru industry
taking love & life into their hands as if nothing real was free;
so many disappear before they reach their Shoulds, why can't
archangels summon us from our molten bloods?
Take yr formula of fury and twist it to this victory. Take it.
I think about when I was happy, and that's the most of it.
O yes I see the bitten night reveal itself again,
ashes of falling night are filling up my brain, covering my eyes.
The streets are full of jokes like snowflakes that I never knew
& then a certain someone showed a certain surprise
Take yr formula of fury and twist it to this victory. Take it.
I think about when I was happy, and that's the most of it.
Morning came up out of itself without a warning
into my cloven head swirled daylight swarming. He said:
I find it so impossible not to scratch this itch I have
You know disarmin enmity isn't all I have to give.
Take yr formula of fury and twist it. Is this victory? Take it.
I think about when I was happy, and that's, that's the most of it.
I thought I was a hero--- but then you, then you kicked away the only brace
Now all my changing mirror sees is just another face.
And then this voice this voice of changing ranges whispers in my head again:
eyes that clutch so much, hands so smooth so smooth with blood
Take yr formula of fury and twist it to this victory. Take it.
I think about when I was happy, and that's the most of it.
I knew a guy from world war two, arms were bruised,
broken teeth, his smile was just the ghost of it:
"You never know what you've been thru, until you're almost used;
I think about when I was happy, that's the most of it"
I think about it
Take this formula for fury and twist it please.
Take it. Is this victory? I think about it
when I was happy, and that's the most of it.
I get high/ I get lonely/ I get so nervous
thinking to myself like gothic churches.
I see the planets shake; I think they talk about us
when they are without us.
And when you are alone, what do you shout then?
It takes a lot more than book to know about them.
Again the changes in the Louvre rearranges
everything I dreamed about everybody else
& I can't find myself.
O I get nervous I get high
And everything I dreamed about everybody else
gets lost inside myself.
O I get nervous inside of tall churches
when the storm is chanin and my spirit lurches
and when you touch me gently/ I slide on to the other side
excited by the smell of death inside/
inside my ruined kalideoscope
the scenery jumped me like a gun inside
o ruined love o ruined hope o hope o exploded hope
sitting on the stoop the world went swimmin by
as I muttered to myself and forgot to wave goodbye.
And when the air is sweet and viscious once again
talkin to yourself will make that self suspicious.
Again the changes in the Louvre rearranges
everything I dreamed about everybody else
& I can't find myself.
O I get nervous/ I get high
And everything I dreamed about everybody else
gets lost inside myself/ stands beside myself.//What else?
Jams inside myself.//Uh-huh.//Is sand inside myself
Oblivion is somethin and love is somethin else again
and if I thought I cd capture it, I wdnt give you none.
Livin in the dark to think about himself