Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990) by Verve Pipe (보컬) on maniadb.com

turn the cushions over, tonight we're coming over
angry once, we're not so anymore
and all that we desire is sweep the stage of fliers
it was funny once it's not so anymore

me, i've got a super gig, got a brand new rig
i'll crank it for you all

the drummer's got a hard-on for every song he starts on
once seemed loud, he's not so anymore
the catalog of ballads we played to clean your palats
we used to care, we don't care anymore

me, i've got a super sound when i play around the gyms or parties
me, i've got a super sound either way

there's not a missing link no matter what you think
right before the break-up we turn around and make up
once stupid we are not so anymore
the fear of bargain basements are gone without a trace, yeah
we used to care, we don't care anymore

there ain't no way any super girl's gonna change my world
or keep me down cause
me, i've got a super rig whether at a gig or playing in my room

she loves everybody she loves everyone
like the picture taken twenty years ago that she keeps in her portfolio
he wants everybody he wants anything
and they part the rope outside the whiskey bar
a glitter gown in orbit left to satellite a waning star

i touch down in the heated land
and shiver in my bones as i look up to greet the clouds that wait for me
washed aside by circumstance
the watercloth had cleared the answer in my mind
and you were there with me, there with me again

she loves everybody she loves everyone
the evidence sits in the vcr
he's choking on apologies, she's channeling a superstar

i tiny elbow through the crowd
flashing lights, the music's loud, i'm questioning if this is destiny
disappearing from the rants
ignoring risen sycophants, i close my eyes
and you were there with me, there with me, there with me again

she loves everybody she loves everyone

I can't believe that it was good for anyone, to me worth the wait
I doubt that anybody got their money's worth
But the attention sure felt great
With all eyes upon me, some filled with tears, some couldn't see

It burned like a cancer when the answer did occur to me
Creep from the cradle, but a hero's what I want to be
Keep it moving people cause there's nothing more for you to see
I'm just a jerk, but a hero's what I want to be yeah, oh yeah

Love me, love me sweet cowardice
Now that the thrill is mine for the moment
We really didn't need another suicide
Or a song explaining why, but it's not dignified

But I can't seem to kiss it goodbye
It burned like a cancer...
Keep it moving people...
It burned...

Keep it...
Erase this disaster even faster than you came to see
A creep from the cradle and a hero driven want to be
For your abuse, but not intended for internal use
I'm just a jerk , but a hero's what I want to be

> She's signing autographs for hours the line is longer when you deal with amateurs
I've got some autographs of others but a shirt that smells a little like her
Once the bane of my perversion
Now she's on the television
Turn it up turn it down
Tune me in tune me out
Bite my lip around the family they know her holiday and summer weekend face
She's got a lovely shitcom family adopted one of every single race
Put yourself in my position
My ex is on the television
Turn it up...
When you place your lips upon the screen spark of which you've never seen
A volume knob controls the scream
Turn it up...

In march I met my wonder love
Then lost her underneath the April showers
By may we worked out our difference
By June the petals were all plucked from flowers

In between my girl
And there is no other in this world, oh no
I am in between my girl
And it's gonna be a brighter day
If she'd get the nerve to stay

Hey would you mind standing in for
I only need you for this weekday evening
Saturday, I never knew you
Sorry dear, you really need to understand that I am

In between...
She always gives me the runaround
She left me for a college boy
As sure as the world is round
Next semester she'll be back again
We're always off and on again
But for awhile I'll surely keep your number

In between...

roses dead in dirty water held up by the vase
once a gift good-bye but now remind me to replace
hardened petals bang the dresser when they fall away
kiss me idle

kiss me without make-up, leave no marks upon my chest
kiss me for no other reason then to give your eyes a rest
kiss me slow and leave me lifeless, let this all digest
kiss me idle

slowly, slowly, the longer it takes the better mistakes we end up stumbling on

i wouldn't want to leave upon your tongue a sour taste
leave it foiled and disappointed, wanting to be chased
a mouth that's open wide and speechless seems like such a waste
kiss me idle

one time lazy, another time dear, despite all your fears of outlasting my love
i can't afford the stubborn sleep on photographs of birthdays past
so close your eyes and catch your breath and i will wait right here

i tied my fingers to remind me to leave you every day
while my hair is growing white, the strings are turning gray
one by one they come undone until they fall away
kiss me idle kiss me idle

I met a girl with bottles of wine
Though I prefer red, they tasted all right
Very soon, the room was spinning
Tug of war, the floor was winning

And she said, I can't help but laugh when I'm caught in a lie
I'm not who you thought, but you can kiss me goodnight
Her mouth was full of dirty words
Then cigarettes burned afterwards, that's when she said

Having a headline must be some experience
Having a headline's a sexual experience

Letters and postcards I meant to respond
Turned out my all was just medium
Then came one that said the only thing you ever gave were bad directions
I'd say it to your face but I can't find you

Having a headline...
I loved the fame and fashion till she said you better ration the good times
I wouldn't count on the good times

Having a headline...

i've got to get arrested to keep you interested
i should have known that i can't change the world by staring at it
my arms have little feeling from lifting to the ceiling
a recipe for stealing hearts i have no power in healing

and i suppose the jesus pose is tired and superficial, lame
i wrote a song, i'm moving on, i'm praying you can do the same

i'm changing my direction making a correction
oh my god, i've dodged the unexpected bullets behind accolades and
shake your head of leisure get your head and body into seizure
and battle with whoever hides assault disguised as dancing

this rotting phase of hands that raise, bumping heads that pass each other
it's a boring phase, so part the wave and drop the dead as driftwood surfer

another song, it all went wrong, the radio refused to play it
i'm not afraid to serenade, the f word saved and sucked the life from me

i've got to get arrested to keep you interested

i awoke to a threat that was empty, and a grandstand of i'm not through with you yet
a slamming door becomes my punctuation
i escape for a thrill ride with my friends, they agree to be temporary guardians
man, it's so appreciated, summer day intoxicated
with those who can relate, 2 months, a day, a wakeup
drink it down, dear brother, their generation smothers you
and we'll leave no trail to discover
build a callus sister, they're generation blisters
another wakeup with the morning hung over, we gonna pack up or waste another killer day
then our heads exploded, overload when we decide
hello... we're so out of here, hitchhike to Canada with backpacks full of cigarettes and beer
man, it's so appreciated, summer day intoxicated
with those who can relate, 2 months, a day, a wakeup
drink it down, dear brother..
listen up dear father, your generation bothers me and i'll leave you to grieve
with my mother
build a callus sister, they're generation blisters
now empty your bottles and open the throttles, there's plenty of fighting ahead
those fists weren't made for resting your head
shield your eyes, dear mother, from the pain that hovers round the mess of a man you've uncovered
drink it down, dear brother...
we'll blister

sometimes i wish we had a short term memory just enough to recognize each other's face
it would be the same old stories but you're hanging onto every single word i have to say
and to the world i'm not that clever but you would stay with me forever
i'd keep your friends from reminding, reminding you to

save yourself, leave me behind you would if you had half a mind

i'd tell you every day's your birthday and every gift i bring could be the same
or how i stood beside you at a shotgun wedding and the child we once would love but never came
hearing stories that were never you would stay with me forever

but i'd forget to make money and you'd forget to

save yourself, leave me behind you would if you had half a mind (how vulnerable you are)
write a note to remind you you would if you had half a mind (how effortless to stay together)

for these ties you may have severed now you'll stay with me forever

and so you write on your forehead, or better yet you engrave
so when you look in the mirror, well you won't forget to

save yourself, leave me behind you would if you had half a mind (how vulnerable you are)
write a note to remind you you would if you had half a mind (how effortless to stay together)

if we had no memory whatsoever we would stay right here forever

She has faces
Up in her bedroom and they gaze down on her
Guarding her slumber

A black bead rosary
Under her pillow and when it thunders
She clutches it tightly

And she hears
Silence is white,
Sound is black,
The world is wrapped in a paper sack

And when I leave I close the door
To this galaxy of yours

Dropping by
I open a window
As the breeze blows in the curtains are butterflies

And we hear the church bells ring
Out on a hill
And all of their echoes
Left us singing

Silence is black,
The room is bright,
Our world is basking in tv light

And we are laid out on the floor
Of this galaxy of yours

With all of your heroes waiting
In paper piles laid on the floor

I push my paintbrush lightly
And fill in any empty nail holes

A dresser top,
A jewelry box,
Colored tassels tied in knots

And a porcelain girl danced a music box ballet for us
And your nightlight is a star,
Or a firefly

That leads my gaze up to the ceiling
Wondering if you think that it's the sky

With all of your heroes waiting....
Open the window slightly, pick up paper off the floor
I hold my paintbrush tightly, and fill in any empty nail holes

Open the window slightly,
Open the window slightly...