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Mott the Hoople and the game of Life.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch? If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun? If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch? If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. |
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| 2. |
| 5:05 |
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I've watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
All the sights that I have seen I can't believe that I believed I wished That you could see There's a new planet in the solar system There is nothing up my sleeve I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs I'm tossing up punch lines that were never there Over my shoulder a piano falls Crashing to the ground In all this talk of time Talk is fine But I don't want to stay around Why can't we pantomime, just close our eyes And sleep sweet dreams Me and you with wings on our feet I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs I'm tossing up punch lines that were never there Over my shoulder a piano falls Crashing to the ground I'm breaking through I'm bending spoons I'm keeping flowers in full bloom I'm looking for answers from the great beyond I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears Sweetest dreams of you I Look into the stars I Look into the moon I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs I'm tossing up punch lines that were never there Over my shoulder a piano falls Crashing to the ground I'm breaking through I'm bending spoons I'm keeping flowers in full bloom I'm looking for answers from the great beyond I'm breaking through I'm bending spoons I'm keeping flowers in full bloom I'm looking for answers from the great Answers from the great, answers I'm breaking through I'm bending spoons I'm keeping flowers in full bloom I'm looking for answers from the great beyond I'm breaking through I'm bending spoons I'm keeping flowers in full bloom I'm looking for answers from the great Answers from the great, answers I'm breaking through I'm bending spoons I'm keeping flowers in full bloom I'm looking for answers from the great beyond |
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| 3. |
| 4:06 |
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A Public service announcement followed
me home the other day I paid it nevermind. Go away. Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick- free Teflon whitewashed presidency We're sick of being jerked around Wear that on your sleeve Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. We're sick of being jerked around We all fall down. Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize Investigation dance? Those-ants-in- pants glances. Well, look behind the eyes It's a hallowed, hollow anesthesized "save my own ass, screw these guys" smoke and mirror lock down Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. the papers wouldn't lie! I sigh. Not one more Its been a bad day. Please dont take a picture Its been a bad day. Please We're dug in the deep the price is steep. The auctioneer is such a creep. The lights went out, the oil ran dry We blamed it on the other guy Sure, all men are created equal. Heres the church, heres the steeple Please stay tuned--we cut to sequel ashes, ashes, we all fall down. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. Ebrace the lowest fear/Ignore the lower fears Ugh, this means war. Its been a bad day. Br. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. We're sick of being jerked around We all fall down. Its been a bad day... Pleaase... |
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| 4. |
| 4:00 |
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"What's the frequency,
Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen I never understood the frequency, uh-huh You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy" A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth You said that irony was the shackles of youth You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh I never understood the frequency, uh-huh "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh Butterfly decal, rear-view mirror, dogging the scene You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth You said that irony was the shackles of youth You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh I never understood the frequency, uh-huh You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh I couldn't understand You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh I couldn't understand You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh I couldn't understand I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh |
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| 4:44 |
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Humming
All the way to reno Dusted the non-believers And challenge the laws of chance Now sweeter You're so sugar sweet You may as well have 'kick me' Fastened on your sleeve You know what you are You're gonna be a star. You know what you are You're gonna be a star Wing is written on your feet Your achilles heel Is the tendency to dream But you've know that from the beginning You didn't have to go so far You didn't have to go. You know what you are You're gonna be a star. You know what you are You're gonna be a star You know who you are You know who you are You know who you are Humming All the way to reno You've written your own directions And whistles the rules have changed You know what you are You're gonna be a star (star) You know what you are, You're gonna be a star (star) You know what you are, You're gonna be a star (star) You know what you are, You're gonna be a star (star) Humming All the way to reno All the way to reno All the way to reno You're gonna be a star You're gonna be a star You're gonna be a star You're gonna be a star |
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| 6. |
| 4:28 |
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Life is bigger
It's bigger than you And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no I've said too much I set it up That's me in the corner That's me in the spotlight Losing my religion Trying to keep up with you And I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much I haven't said enough I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try Every whisper Of every waking hour I'm Choosing my confessions Trying to keep an eye on you Like a hurt lost and blinded fool Oh no I've said too much I set it up Consider this The hint of the century Consider this The slip that brought me To my knees failed What if all these fantasies Come flailing around Now I've said too much I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try But that was just a dream That was just a dream |
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| 7. |
| 5:24 |
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Look up, what do you see?
All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m. This letter Fields of poppies, little pearls All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed Each and every one a little scary I said your name I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras Dreaming of Maria Callas Whoever she is This fame thing, I don't get it I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves I can take you far This star thing, I don't get it I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near I'll take you over It tastes like fear, there I'll take you over Will you live to 83? Will you ever welcome me? Will you show me something that nobody else has seen? Smoke it, drink Here comes the flood Anything to thin the blood These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet Phone, eat it, drink Just another chink Cuts and dents, they catch the light Aluminum, the weakest link I don't want to disappoint you I'm not here to anoint you I would lick your feet But is that the sickest move? I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow And who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange? My loss, and here we go again I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near I'll take you over It tastes like fear, there I'll take you over Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise I can't look it in the eyes Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene Cherry-flavored neck and collar I can smell the sorrow on your breath The sweat, the victory and sorrow The smell of fear, I got it I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near I'll take you over It tastes like fear, there I'll take you over Pulls us near Tastes like fear. Nearer, nearer Over, over, over, over Yeah, look over I'll take you there, oh, yeah I'll take you there Oh, over I'll take you there Over, let me I'll take you there.. There, there, baby, yeah |
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| 3:52 |
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Follow me, don't follow me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush Collar me, don't collar me I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush We are agents of the free I've had my fun and now its time to Serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me) Coming in fast, over me [repeat verse] High on the roof, Thin the blood, Another one on the waves tonight, Comin' in, you're home We'd circle and we'd circle and we'd circle to stop and consider and Centered on the pavement stacked up all the trucks jacked up and Our wheels in slush and orange crush in pocket and all this here county Hell any county it's just like heaven here and I was remembering and I Was just in a different county and all then this whirlybird that I Headed for I had my goggles pulled off I knew it all I knew every back Road and every truck stop [repeat verse and chorus] |
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| 9. |
| 3:57 |
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Charades, pop skill
Water hyacinth, named by a poet Imitation of life. Like a koi in a frozen pond. Like a goldfish in a bowl. I don't want to hear you cry. Thats sugarcane that tasted good. Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood. C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try. You want the greatest thing The greatest thing since bread came sliced. You've got it all, you've got it sized. Like a Friday fashion show teenager Freezing in the corner Trying to look like you don't try. Thats sugarcane that tasted good. Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood. C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try. No one can see you cry. That sugar cane that tasted good. That freezing rain, that's what you could. C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry. This sugarcane This lemonade This hurricane, I'm not afraid. C'mon, c'mon no one can see you cry. This lightning storm This tidal wave This avalanche, I'm not afraid. C'mon, c'mon no one can see me cry. That sugar cane that tasted good. That's who you are, that's what you could. C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry. That sugar cane that tasted good. That's who you are, that's what you could. C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry. |
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| 10. |
| 3:40 |
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Receiving department, 3 a.m.
Staff cuts have socked up the overage Directives are posted. No callbacks, complaints. Everywhere is calm. Hong Kong is present Taipei awakes All talk of circadian rhythm I see today with a newsprint fray My night is colored headache grey Daysleeper The bull and the bear are marking their territories They're leading the blind with their international glories I'm the screen, the blinding light I'm the screen, I work at night. I see today with a newsprint fray My night is colored headache grey Don't wake me with so much. Daysleeper. I cried the other night I can't even say why Fluorescent flat caffeine lights Its furious balancing I'm the screen, the blinding light I'm the screen, I work at night I see today with a newsprint fray My night is colored headache grey Don't wake me with so much. The ocean machine is set to nine I'll squeeze into heaven and valentine My bed is pulling me, Gravity Daysleeper. Daysleeper. Daysleeper. Daysleeper. Daysleeper. |
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| 11. |
| 4:02 |
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Hey what's the big deal?
Tell me how to feel? I know where we boomeranged and fell from grace. Point me to the stars I'm up for the chase. I know where we fell on our face. Jump with me. You jump with me. Hey, what's the big deal- I'm an animal. (The answer landed on my rooftop. Whoa.) I'm an animal. (The future and the truth, on my rooftop. Whoa.) I'm an animal. (It's calling me to work it out.) [x2] (Whoa) I don't wanna boomerang. I don't wanna cannonball. I'm not angling. I don't want to fall. Tell me I'm the anchor of my own ascension. Tell me I'm a tourist in the 4th dimension? Hey, what's the big deal- I'm an animal. (The answer landed on my rooftop. Whoa.) I'm an animal. (The future and the truth, on my rooftop. Whoa.) I'm an animal. (It's calling me to work it out.) (Whoa) work it out. I am vibrating at the speed of light. Take my hand, we'll wind up the night. Spin me, win me, lift me, kis me. Trip me, trust me, cuss me, judge me. touch me now. you take my hand. you trust me now you understand. Hey, what's the big deal- I'm an animal. (The answer landed on my rooftop. Whoa.) I'm an animal. (The future and the truth, on my rooftop. Whoa.) I'm an animal. (It's calling me to work it out.) (Whoa) I am vibrating at the speed of light. |
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| 4:08 |
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This here is the place I will be staying.
There isn't a number. You can call the pay phone. Let it ring a long, long, long, long time. If I don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more. If I don't pick up, pick up... The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. There are scratches all around the coin slot Like a heartbeat, baby trying to wake up, But this machine can only swallow money. You can't lay a patch by computer design. It's just a lot of stupid, stupid signs. Tell her, Tell her she can kiss my ass, then laugh and say that you were only kidding. That way she'll know that it's really, really, really, really me. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Baby, instant soup doesn't really grab me. Today I need something more sub-sub-sub-substantial. A can of beans or blackeyed peas, some Nescafe and ice, A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading of Doctor Seuss; Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. The cat in the hat came back, wrecked a lot of havoc on the way, Always had a smile and a reason to pretend. But their world has flat backgrounds and little need to sleep but to dream. The sidewinder sleeps on his back. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her. I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her. |
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| 3:11 |
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Stand in the place where you live
Now face North Think about direction Wonder why you haven't before Now stand in the place where you work Now face West Think about the place where you live Wonder why you haven't before If you are confused check with the sun Carry a compass to help you along Your feet are going to be on the ground Your head is there to move you around [repeat 1st verse] Your feet are going to be on the ground Your head is there to move you around If wishes were trees the trees would be falling Listen to reason Season is calling [repeat 1st verse] If wishes were trees the trees would be falling Listen to reason Reason is calling Your feet are going to be on the ground Your head is there to move you around So Stand (stand) Now face North Think about direction, wonder why you haven't before Now stand (stand) Now face West Think about the place where you live Wonder why you haven't [repeat 1st verse] Stand in the place where you are (Now face North) Stand in the place where you are (Now face West) Your feet are going to be on the ground (Stand in the place where you are) Your head is there to move you around, so stand. |
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| 4:07 |
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Your eyes are burning holes through me.
I'm gasoline. I'm burnin' clean. Twentieth century go and sleep. You're plasticine. That is obscene. That is obscene. You are the star tonight. You shine electric outta sight. You light eclipsed the moon tonight. Elecrolite. You're outta sight. If I ever want to fly. Mulholland Drive. I am alive. Hollywood is under me. I'm Martin Sheen I'm Steve McQueen I'm Jimmy Dean You are the star tonight. You shine electric outta sight. You light eclipsed the moon tonight. Elecrolite. You're outta sight. If you want to fly. Mulholland Drive. Up in the sky. Stand on a cliff and look down there. Don't be scared, you are alive. You are alive. You are the star tonight. You shine electric outta sight. You light eclipsed the moon tonight. Elecrolite. You're outta sight. Twentieth century go and sleep. Really deep. We won't blink You're eyes are burnin' holes through me. I'm not scared I'm outta here. I'm not scared. I'm outta here. |
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| 2:46 |
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I know you say
Maybe some day I need never be alone I know I say It's the right way But you'll never be the one I've been so alone now For a long long, long time I don't wanna hang out now With the folks that just stopped by While you party You've been looking But your searching never ends You've been going With the wrong crowd You've got all the right friends I've been walking alone now For a long, long time I don't want to spend now With the folks...that just aren't mine I don't wanna be with you anymore I just don't want you anymore I don't wanna be with you anymore I just don't want you anymore Rave on! Fall to...fall to...fall to...fall too Fall to...fall to...fall to...fall too I don't wanna be with you anymore I just don't want you anymore I don't wanna be with you anymore I just don't want you anymore I know you say Maybe some day I need never be alone I know I say it's the right way, But you'll never be alone I 've been walking alone now For a long long time I don't gotta hang out With the folks that just aren't mine I don't wanna be with you anymore I just don't want you anymore I don't wanna be with you anymore I just don't want you anymore |
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| 5:18 |
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When the day is long and the night,
the night is yours alone, When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on. Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes. Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along. When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on) If you feel like letting go, (hold on) When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on. Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends. Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand. If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long, When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on. Well, everybody hurts sometimes, Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes. And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. (repeat & fade) (Everybody hurts. You are not alone.) |
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| 17. |
| 3:35 |
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I've found a way to make you smile
I've found a way A way to make you smile I read bad poetry Into your machine. I save your messages Just to hear your voice. You always listen carefully To awkward rhymes. You always say your name, Like I wouldn't know it's you, At your most beautiful. I've found a way to make you smile I've found a way A way to make you smile At my most beautiful I count your eyelashes, secretly. With every one, whisper I love you. I let you sleep. I know you're closed eye watching me, Listening. I though I saw a smile. I've found a way to make you smile I've found a way A way to make you smile |
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| 4:18 |
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Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago, Turned around backwards so the windshield shows. Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse. Still, it's so much clearer. I forgot my shirt at the water's edge. The moon is low tonight. Nightswimming deserves a quiet night. I'm not sure all these people understand. It's not like years ago, The fear of getting caught, Of recklessness and water. They cannot see me naked. These things, they go away, Replaced by everyday. Nightswimming, remembering that night. September's coming soon. I'm pining for the moon. And what if there were two Side by side in orbit Around the fairest sun? That bright, tight forever drum Could not describe nightswimming. You, I thought I knew you. You I cannot judge. You, I thought you knew me, this one laughing quietly underneath my breath. Nightswimming. The photograph reflects, Every streetlight a reminder. Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night. |
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