Poor little rich boy
All the couples have gone
You wish that they hadn’t
You don’t want to be alone
But they want to kiss
And they got homes of their own
Poor little rich boy
All the couples have gone have gone have gone
And you don’t love your girlfriend
You don’t love your girlfriend
And you think that you should but she thinks that she’s fat but she isn’t but you don’t love her anyway
And you don’t love your mother
And you know that you should
And you wish that you would but you don’t anyway…poor little rich boy
Oh the world is ok
The water runs off your skin
And down into the drain
You’re reading Fitzgerald
You’re reading Hemingway
They’re both super smart
And drinking in the cafes
But you don’t love your girlfriend
You don’t love your girlfriend
And you think that you should but she thinks that she’s fat but she isn’t but you don’t love her anyway
And you don’t love your mother
And you know that you should
And you wish that you would
But you don’t anyway
You’re so young you’re so god damn young
You’re so young you’re so god damn young
And you don’t love your girlfriend

The flowers you gave me are rotting and still I refuse to throw them away
Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully
They might so I’m waiting and staying awake
Things I have loved I’m allowed to keep
I’ll never know if I go to sleep
The papers around me are piling and twisting regina the paper back mummy
What then
I’m taking the knife to the books that I own and chipping and chopping and boiling soup from a stone
Things I have loved I’m allowed to keep
I’ll never know if I go to sleep
Things I have loved I’m allowed to keep
I’ll never know if I go to sleep

She will kiss you ’til your lips bleed
But she will not take her dress off
Americana
Tropicana
All the sailor boys have demons
They sing oh Kentucky why did you forsake me
If I was meant to sail the sea why did you make me
It should have been another state
Oh stay…cause Mary Anne’s a bitch
Mary Anne’s a bitch
Does it matter that out anchor
Couldn’t even reach the bottom of a bath tub
And the sails reflect the moon it’s such a strange job
Playing blackjack on the deck
Still…atop this giant puddle
Dressed in white we quietly huddle with our missiles
And we miss the girls back home
Oh home sweet home…cause Mary Anne’s a bitch
Mary Anne’s a bitch
She will kiss you ’til your lips bleed
But she will not take her dress off
Americana
Tropicana

***

Bear: “regina…regina…”
Reg: “What?”
Bear: “When is that song gonna start?”
Reg: “Which song?”
Bear: “the song that goes like “Da na na na na na na na Danananana.”
Reg: “Oh…it’s gonna start in a minute. You just gotta wait.”
Bear: “OK.”……… “Regina! Start it already!!!”
Reg: “It’s gonna start in a second, you just gotta wait!” … “It’s gonna start…NOW!!!”

A man walks out of his apartment
It is raining
He’s got no umbrella
He starts running beneath the awnings trying to save his suit
Trying to save his suit
Tryin to dryin to tryin to dry but no good
When he gets to the crowded subway platform he takes off both of his shoes
He steps right into somebody’s fat loogie
And everyone who sees him says “ewwww”
Everyone who sees him says “ewwww”
But he doesn’t care cause last night he got a visit from the Ghost of Corporate Future
The Ghost said take off both your shoes whatever chances you get
Especially when they’re wet
He also said
Imagine you go away on a business trip one day
And when you come back home
Your children have grown
And you never made your wife moan
And people make you nervous
You’d think the world was ending
And everybody’s features
Have somehow started blending
And everything is plastic
And everyone’s sarcastic
And all your food is frozen
It needs to be defrosted
You’d think the world was ending
You’d think the world was ending
You’d think the world was ending right now
Well maybe you should just drink a lot less coffee
And never ever watch the 10 o’clock news
Maybe you should kiss someone nice or lick a rock or both
Maybe you should cut your own hair cause that can be so funny
It doesn’t cost any money and it always grows back
Hair grows even after you’re dead
People are just people
They shouldn’t make you nervous
The world is everlasting
It’s coming and it’s going
If you don’t toss your plastic
The streets won’t be so plastic
And if you kiss somebody
Then both of you’ll get practice
The world is everlasting
Put dirtballs in your pockets
Put dirtballs in your pockets
And take off both your shoes
Cause people are just people
People are just people
People are just people like you
People are just people
People are just people
People are just people like you
The world is everlasting
It’s coming and it’s going
The world is everlasting
It’s coming and it’s going
It’s coming and it’s going

[Hook:]
Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't
People's children die and they don't even cry forever
Thought I'd see your face in my mind for all time
But I don't even remember what your ears looked like

[Chorus:]
And the clock still strikes midnight and noon
And the sun still rises and so does the moon
Birds still migrate south and people move on
Even though I'm no longer in your arms

Thought the mountains would crumble
And the rivers would bend
But I thought all wrong and the world did not end
Guess the maps will just have to stay the same for a while
Didn't even need therapy to rehabilitate my smile

[Hook]

[Chorus]

Thought the mountains would crumble
And the rivers would bend
But I thought all wrong, baby
I thought all wrong and the world did not end
The maps will just have to stay the same for a while
Didn't even need therapy to rehabilitate my smile
Rehabilitate my smile

Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't
Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't
Oh, I thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't
Baby, I thought I'd cry for you forever
But I didn't

[Verse 1]
He was a husband who drove his wife home drunk from the parties
He was a husband who drove his wife home
And in the car he would gently lean her head on the side door window
And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope, saying:

[Bridge]
They build buildings
Oh they build buildings
Oh they build buildings
So tall these days

[Verse 2]
And in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all day
But she would always always wake up the next morning
And he'd take one look at her a say "Baby that's okay"
And her conscience would issue yet another last warning, saying:

[Bridge]

[Hook]
And she would ask for time
And she'd ask for time
And she would ask for time
And she would beg for time
And she would beg for time
And beg for time
And call it a gift
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
But time is not given and time is not taken
It just sifts through its sift

[Verse 3]
And it was coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee
And coffee some more
He'd go to work and she'd take a sick day and rot at the core
And by the time he came back she'd scrub the bathroom and make it smell like pine
It would be almost as if nothing had happened
And he'd give her time, saying:

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Outro]
He was a husband, drove, time
Hope, time, car, oh, core
Core, sick day, core
Coffee, core warning, last warning
Was a husband, time, pine scrub, scrub
Bathroom, lean, hair, back
Car window, hope, time, give, don't they
Build buildings tall these days

[Chorus]
I went flying out of my window[x2]
Been caught doing it once or twice
But it feels so real nice
Oh it feels so real nice

[Bridge]
Saw the earth and I saw the sky[x2]
Been caught doing it once or twice
But it feels so real nigh
Oh it feels so real nigh[x2]

[Verse]
Went to school with them boring teachers
Who thought they was all my preachers
So I went staring out of my window
I went staring out of my window
Been caught doing it once or twice
But it feels so real nice
Oh it feels so real nice
Oh it feels so real nice, that I might even do it again
One of them took me with him to sleep
Said not to make a peep
Said it'll be a secret we keep
So I didn't make a peep
Kissed my cheek and rubbed my feet
But his kissing didn't taste so sweet
Told him I just wanted to sleep
So he got mad
And he got madder, and he got maddest of them all

[Chorus]
Sent me flying out of his window
Sent me flying out of his window
Not caught once, not caught twice

[Outro]
And I've been flying ever since
And I've been flying in the skies

[Intro]
Christopher

[Verse 1]
The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine
Picking getting slim, slimmer
I hear them say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah, regin-a-ah

Yes I'm putting the boulder to my ear
And I still can't hear
Whadya think I was an amateur
Playing with my temperature

[Pre-Chorus]
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm going to go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
Going to go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm going to go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
Oh get me some whiskey, get me some whisky, get me some whiskey now

[Chorus]
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you flushing your toliet
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I turn mine off too
The only thing I hear is you
And you don't sound nice and you don't sound right
And you don't sound good and you don't sound right

My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you turning your thoughts off
Oh, I hear you turning your thoughts off
And it get's quiet

[Bridge]
Pavlov's daughter woke up in the morning
Heard the bell ring
And something deep inside of her made her want to salivate
So she lay there drooling on her pillow
So she lay there, the sun skimming her skin
And, and...drooling on her pillow
Pavlov's daughter
Oh and it was far away and hazy like a dream
Not a dream
But the ocean, not the ocean
But forever

[Verse 2]
The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine
Picking getting slim, slimmer
I hear them say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah, regin-a-ah

Yes I'm putting the boulder to my ear
And I still can't hear
Whadya think I was an amateur
Playing with my temperature

[Pre-Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Outro]
As quiet as an ambulance staking out the neighborhood
Waiting for the blade to slip and that final blow
But nothing happens, it's a cruel joke
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over the rain forest
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head
Going down stream...
To where... it isn't... even... real... rain... at... all

[Verse 1]
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god
So she named the baby Elvis
To make up for the royalty he lacked

[Chorus]
And from then on it was turpentine and patches
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can
They were just two jerks playing with matches
Cause that's all they knew how to play

[Verse 2]
And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window
And she knew they were destined to become
Sacred road kill on the way
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking
Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Elvis never could carry a tune
She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon
She was tracing the years with her fingers on her skin
Saying why don't I begin again
With turpentine and patches
With cold Campbell's from the can
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches
It's just that he's not around to play along
I'm still an asshole playing with matches
Blowing out my wishes blowing out my dreams
Just sitting here and trying to decipher what's written in Braille upon my skin

I remembered you older and taller
But you’re younger and smaller
So who’s gonna call her and say
That you’re back again

And all the lies, they were wiser
And the wise were the liars
And the liars were on fire
And the fires were put out
Just to be lit again

You’re alone ’til you’re not alone
And that’s all you need to know
Every time you decide to stay
Then the world will make you go
And that’s all you need to know

All the debts they got settled
And the settlers got cattle
But the cattle was rattled
By the snakes that were guarding
The garden gates
And you retired just in time
You were about to be fired
For being so tired
From hiring the ones who will take your place

All the lies on your resume
Have become the truth by now
And the things that you never did
Have become your youth somehow
You know everything by now

Enjoy your youth
Sounds like a threat
Enjoy your youth
Sounds like a threat
But I will anyway

I remembered you older and taller
But you’re younger and smaller
So who’s gonna call her and say
That you’re here at last
And all the days they were longer
And the drinks they were stronger
The words we sang wrong
But the songs were remembered
And time just passed

You’re around ’til you’re not around
And that’s all you need to know
Every time you decide to stay
Then the world will make you go
And that’s all you need to know

Enjoy your youth
Sounds like a threat
Enjoy your youth
Sounds like a threat
But I will anyway…

His destiny was just too big to spend
So he broke it into smaller bills and change
By the time he tried to buy the things he needed
He had spent it all on loosies and weed and
He had spent it all on chips and Coca-Cola
He had spent it all on chocolate and vanilla
He had spent it all and didn’t even feel it
He had spent it all and didn’t even feel it

La-la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la

All the poets in the alley coughing up blood
And their visions and their dreams
Are coming up red
They can either wake up or go deeper
But it’s so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper
It’s like awakening a bear in winter
To feel the reckoning of hunger’s splinter
He’s gonna stretch his claws and feel his power
And you are gonna know your final hour

La-la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la

Better get a head start, start running
While you were skimming from the top was sunny
But all the weather ’bout to turn real crummy
’cause everybody gonna want their money
Yeah everybody gonna want their money
Better get a head start, start running
Better get a head start, start running
’cause it’s about to get so unfunny

All the poets in the alley coughing up blood
And their visions and their dreams
Are coming up red
They can either wake up or go deeper
But it’s so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper…

La-la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la

The light was shining in my eyes
before I closed them
And all the dreams I had
the night before came back
The faces that I’d seen looked so familiar
but they’re just strangers, I haven’t met them yet

I know the morning is wiser than the evening
I know that wrong and right
can sometimes look the same
So many things I know but they don’t help me
Each day I open up my eyes and start again

The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes

So many stories I want to tell you
I wish that I could show you
the many things I’ve seen
You and your daddy, you both look like poets
Your eyes are open wide while you are in a dream

I know the morning is wiser than the nighttime
I know there’s nothing wrong,
I shouldn’t feel so down
So many things I know
but they don’t help me
Each day I open up my eyes to look around

The sun comes shining in my eyes
The sun comes shining in my eyes

Eyes are closed now
Count the stars inside your mind
Count the breaths, count heartbeats
Count the sounds of life…

The light was shining in my eyes
before I closed them
And all the dreams I had
the night before were gone
The faces that I’d seen looked so familiar
but I forgot them all when I saw the sun

I know the morning is wiser than the evening
I know that all of life just happens in between
So many things I know but they don’t help me
Each day I open up my eyes and it begins

The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes

The light
The light…

It’s so much easier than you think
You try so hard
And every time you get it wrong
You get it right
You get it wrong but you get it right
You get it right

The mind runs fast
Your thoughts are louder than your words
And every time you turn around it starts to hurt
It starts to hurt
But you wanna be heard
Wanna be heard

Wanna be louder than the storms around
You hear them through the windows
And the doors
Everybody’s time has come
It’s everybody’s moment except yours

Before the light goes out
Why don’t you close your eyes
And all the monsters in your mind
Just wanna be nice
They wanna be kind
They wanna play nice

They wanna be softer than the storms around
You feel them through the windows and the doors
Everybody’s time has come
It’s everybody’s moment except yours

Everybody’s moment, everybody’s moment
Everybody’s moment except yours, except yours

The sellers of flowers
Buy up old roses
They pull off dead petals
Like old heads of lettuce
And sell them as new ones
For cheaper and fairer
But they die by the morning
So who is the winner
Not the roses, not the buyers, not the sellers
Maybe winter…

Because winter is coming
Soon after summer
It runs faster faster
Chasing off autumn
We go from a warm sun
To only a white sun
We go from a large sum
To only a small one

When I was a small girl
I walked through the market
Holding my dad’s hand
Mitten in gloved hand
At night there were roses
Lit up in glass boxes
The heat lamps would keep them
From freezing in winter

We never bought them
But somebody must have
Maybe they made it
Or maybe they froze up
Before any person
Had put them in water
And hoped that they’d still be alive
By the morning

Who’s the winner
Not the roses
Not the buyers
Not the sellers
Not the tellers of these stories
Not the fathers, not their children
Not those walking on a dark night
Through a memory they’re forgetting
Who’s the winner, who’s the winner
Maybe winter, maybe winter…

Somebody steps on a light through a tunnel…
They’re holding a piece of their mind in the rubble
Hold on, I won’t let go
I want to know…

But no one lives long enough to see the outcome
To know any answers, to know what the point is
To know if the winter ever came closer
Than on that night when I walked with my father

A small piece of ice
Lodged in my mind
Lodged in my thoughts
Lodged in my eyes
Cold all around, cold all around
Warm from inside, warm from inside

Who’s the winner
Not the roses
Not the buyers
Not the sellers
Not the tellers of the stories
Not their fathers, not their children
Not those walking on a dark night
Through a memory they’re forgetting
Who’s the winner, who’s the winner
Maybe winter, maybe winter

Who’s the winner…

She sets her alarm
Five minutes to midnight
And wakes just in time
To greet the new year
Remembers the kisses
Remembers the laughter
And all that’s gone away…

She shuffles around
Turning the lights on
Goes to the kitchen
Gets the champagne
Opens the window
And wrapped in a blanket
Begins to count and wait

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Happy New Year
Happy New Year

They say you can hear it
Over the island
Starting in Times Square
And spreading throughout
A roar like the ocean
It comes from a distance
Grows louder, then turns quiet

She sits in a dream
Or in a memory
While old conversations
Play in her ears
Sometimes the minutes
Feel longer than hours
Some days feel long as years

She’s just glad she gets to be around
To see another spring come to this town

Happy new year
Happy new year to you…

She sets her alarm
Five minutes to midnight
And wakes just in time
To say her goodbyes
Thanking the old year
For all it has brought her
No mention of the things it took away

She shuffles around
Turning the lights out
Closes the window
Checks on the locks
Folds up the blanket
Empties the bottle
And leaves it in the hallway dark

She’s just glad she gets to be around
To see another spring come to this town

Happy new year
Happy new year to you…

[Verse 1]
I'm the king's thirty second son
Born to him in thirty second's time
Born to him the night still young
Born to him with two eyebrows on
And that's all I was wearing
When I woke up staring at the world

[Verse 2]
My mom had been a rather crazy queen
But not at all a sex machine
She liked to keep her body clean, clean
Thought the world to be quite obscene
But she retired to her chamber
And we remain quite strangers

And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful

[Verse 3]
I'm the king's thirty second son
And all it took was thirty second's time
But a spoiled little prince I was not
Had a chamber maid and a chamber pot
And there's thirty one others just like me
There's thirty one others I can be

[Verse 4]
Sometimes I'd stand by the royal wall
The sky'd be so big that it broke my soul
And I stood on my toes to catch a glimpse
Of my mother's eyes and my mother's skin
And she retired to her chamber
And we remain quite strangers

And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful

[Chorus]
And one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex
Then one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still counts
Going to make it count
Going to make it count
Going to oh oh

[Bridge]
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two still counts
Going to make it count
Going to make it count
Going to oh oh

Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the

I'm the king's thirty second son
There's thirty one others just like me
There's thirty one others on the way
There's thirty one others after that

[Verse 5]
Sometimes I stand by the royal gate
People screaming love and hate
And they scream
And they scream
And they scream
And they scream
Long live the king
Long live the queen

And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number

Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two

Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king

[Verse 1]
Walking home from work
Stop at the supermarket
The condiment aisle
A jar of pickles catches the eye
Made eye contact with a solitary pickle
But the jar took it home
Then made up the stairs
And made it through the doorway
And waded through the floor
Tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom
The truest room in the whole damn house

[Chorus]
Saying love is the answer to a question that I
Have forgotten
But I know I've been asked
So the answer's got to be love

[Verse 2]
So feeding time with TV
Then sleeping time not sleepy so reading time with pickle
But where the bedside lamp had been
Is now emanating soft soft green
Has it always been this way?
Is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed?

[Bridge]
Maybe now things will start to change
And life will turn a better page
No more rage

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Tomorrow back to work again
But run to the supermarket
Running hopeful through the aisles
Haven't been this happy in a long time
But not a single jar will smile
After hours
Man pickle jars are just pickle jars
And pickles are just pickles
Ingredients: water, salt, cucumbers, garlic, and pickling spices

[Verse 4]
But love is the answer to a question that I
Have forgotten
And I know I've been asked
And the answer's got to be love
Love is the answer to a question that I
Have forgotten

[Outro]
And I know I've been asked
And the answer's got to be love[x4]

On the day that Daniel Cowman stopped existing
The world should've ended right then and there
At precisely four-fifteen when he stopped existing
The world should've ended
How could it go on
How could it go on when
I don't exist [x8]

And now that we got that straight
Doesn't mean that I can fly
Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I want
Now that we got that clear
And you know that I'm not here
Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I please

The premature ejaculation of his death sentence
Hit Daniel in the face like a big round spitball
And everything got hazy in the courtroom
And then he stood up and then he sat back down
Another two times in a row
And everything got real slow like a gunshot in the movies
And he remembered heroin boy walking through the door
Bouncing off the walls and the floor
Taking off his belt
Taking off his pants
Filling up the bathtub
Getting ready to go in for a swim
Singing
I don't exist [x10]

And now that we got that straight
Doesn't mean that I can fly
Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I want
Now that we got that clear
And you know that I'm not here
Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I please

And he start remembering
And remembering
And remembering
Remembering
Remembering...

The heroin boy'd walk through the door
And he was screaming and everybody was like
What're you screaming as if it's the end of the world
And he was like, well, it is

I was sitting in the corner with my pants down
And I was sure someone next door was blowing up balloons
And they was red and orange

And there was this one lady at the bar and she was trying to buy gin
And this other lady at the bar and she was trying to sell gin
And it worked out good for the both of them

And heroin boy started taking off his belt
Started taking off his pants
Started taking off his shoes
Filling up the bathtub
Getting ready to go in for a swim

I says, no
You're going to drown
And he says, no
I can't drown
Simply because

A man destined to hang can never drown
A man destined to hang can never drown
A man destined to hang can never ever drown

A man destined to drown can never burn
A man destined to drown can never burn
A man destined to drown can never ever burn

A man destined to fry can never, ever, ever
A man destined to fry can never, ever, ever
A man destined to fry can never, ever, ever die
In any other way

I'm lucky that I'm dying by hanging and not drowning

So now that we got that straight
Can't I just be left alone
I want to take a fucking bath

[Chorus]
Aching to pupate
Aching to pup-p-p-pate [x4]
Pu-pupate, pu pate
Pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate

[Verse]
I should peddle butterflies
There's a shortage in the city
I'll stand on a street corner
All mysterious and giddy
When the passers-by pass by
I will open up my trenchcoat
They will see the butterflies
Dangling like fake rolexes
Every morning i'll wake up
With a purpose and a smirk
I'll put on my fake moustache
I'll drink heineken, eat cornflakes
Then i'll call my mom and dad
Tell them that I'm doing fine
Or i'll write a tipsy letter
To a real good friend of mine
Or i'll jump up on the bed
Waltzing madly with the broomstick
But before I leave the house
I will fill my lips with lipstick
But peddling is a dirty sport
There's competition in the city
Everyone is on a street corner
All mysterious and giddy
Some are selling bags and shoes
Some are selling books and gold
I've been standing here for days
Not one butterfly's been sold

[Intro]
We keep on burying our dead
We keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow
The sun doesn't help
The rain doesn't help

[Verse 1]
If my garden would have a fence
Then the rabbits couldn't just come in
And sit on the grass
And eat all the flowers
And shit

[Chorus]
Hi, I'm Icarus, I'm falling
Down, man for judgment must prepare me
Spare, oh god, in mercy spare me

[Verse 2]
Man, I have a terrible feeling
That something's gone awful, very wrong with the world
Is it something we made?
Is it something we ate?
Is it something we drank?

[Chorus]

Lacrimosa

[Verse 3]
We keep on burying our dead
We keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow
The sun doesn't help
And all we've got
Is a giant crop
Of names and dates

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa dies illa
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, Deus

If I kiss you where it’s sore If I kiss you where it’s sore
Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Born like sisters to this world
In a town where blood ties are only blood
If you never say your name out loud to anyone
They can never ever call you by it

If I kiss you where it’s sore If I kiss you where it’s sore
Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all

You’re getting sad, you're getting sad You're getting sad, you're getting sadder
And I don’t understand and I don’t understand
But if I kiss you where it’s sore If I kiss you where it’s sore
Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our Hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
Then all the Styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again
And on the radio
We heard November Rain
The solo’s real long
But it’s a pretty song
We listened to it twice
’Cause the DJ was asleep This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
No this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
Then try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some –
Someone else’s heart
Pumping someone else’s blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don’t get harmed
But even if it does
You’ll just do it all again
And on the radio
You’ll hear November Rain
That solo’s awful long
But it’s a nice refrain
You listen to it twice
’Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio uh-oh On the radio uh-oh

Come in, come in Come into my world
I’ve got to show, show, show you
Come into my bed
I’ve got to know, know, know you I have dreams of Orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my – You will never be my fool
Will never be my fool Floaters in my eyes
Wake up in the hotel room
Cigarettes and lies
I am a child, it’s too soon I have dreams of Orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my – You will never be my fool
Will never be my fool A little bag of cocaine
A little bag of cocaine
So who’s the girl wearing my dress
I figured out her number
It’s on a paper napkin
But I don't know her address
I wait downstairs The porter smiles to me
A smile I’ve bought
With a couple of gold coins
A sign that I’ve been caught I have dreams of Orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my – You will never be my dear
Will never be my dear, dear friend My dear, dear friend

He’s a wounded animal
He lives in a matchbox
He’s a wounded animal
And he's been coming around here
He’s a dying breed
His daughter is twenty years of snow falling
She is twenty years of strangers looking into each other’s eyes
She is twenty years of clean
And she never truly hated anyone or anything
She’s a dying breed
She says, I’d prefer the moss
I’d prefer the mouth
A baby of the swamps
A baby of the south
I’m twenty years of clean
I never truly hated anyone or anything
Twenty years of clean
But I've got to get me out of here
This place is full of dirty old men
And the navigators with their mappy maps
And moldy heads and pissin’ on sugar cubes
While you stare at your books
And the words float out like holograms
They say, feel the waltz, feel the waltz
Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz...

White lines on your mind Keep it steady
You were never ready
For the lies You don't have no Dr. Robert
You don't have no Uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write but you can't edit

Summer in the city means Cleavage cleavage cleavage
And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I’ve been staying up and drinking in late night establishments
Telling strangers personal things

Summer in the city I’m so lonely lonely lonely
So I went to a protest just to rub up against strangers
And I did feel like coming but I also felt like crying And it doesn’t seem so worth it right now

And the castrated ones stand on the corner smoking
They want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise
At the site of a beautiful woman They feel nothing but anger Her skin makes them sick in the night Nauseous nauseous nauseous

Summer in the city I’m so lonely lonely lonely
I been hallucinating you, babe, at the backs of other women
And I tap them on the shoulder and they turn around smiling
But there’s no recognition in their eyes

Summer in the city means Cleavage cleavage cleavage
And don’t get me wrong, dear In general I think I’m doing quite fine
It’s just when it’s summer in the city And you’re so long gone from this city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

When it’s summer in the city And you’re so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

Mrs. E Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gun
Mrs. E Roosevelt didn’t even know I owned one
Somewhere between the cobblestone floor and the slated
wooden ceiling
Cuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling Oh...There's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun

Uh-merica

Oh we're born alone and then we're covered by m-m-m-
mother's kisses
The mind has already forgotten what the body still misses
Somewhere between the sticky floor and the cracks in the
ceiling
Cuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling Oh...There's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun

Uh-merica

There’s nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun

In Düsseldorf I met a clown
his nose, it was red
In Gelterkinden I forgot to frown
then remembered again
In Paris I saw a big fish
swimming slow in the Seine
it made me hopeful that someday our
water will be breathable again…
In Frankfurt I heard eins zwei drei
counting cookies and no one was shot
In Berlin stopped by the Polizei
for drunk driving and everyone smiled
In Prague I knew I’d been a witch
burnt alive, a pyre of Soviet kitsch
it made me miss my Moscow muttdom
it made me miss my New York nothing…
In Montpelier I stayed in a Château
a boy climbed into my bed and he knew no boundaries
In Amsterdam I got quite crazy
it might have been all the tulips and canals
or it might have been all that hash, and in
Barcelona, buenos dias, chocolato, le Picasso
And in Brussels, clean-cut hostel
And in London, me and the French existentialists…
In Corsica I floated away all the way to Marseilles
I should have held an after party for all the thoughts I didn’t
say
In Düsseldorf I met a dwarf
with bad breath and a really good tan
In Gelterkinden I remembered how to laugh
and I never ever forgot it again

Oh Marcello
How I wonder, the Madonna, she tell the truth, no?

She been saying I’ll have a baby
When he grow up he become a killer

I’m just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood…
Understood?

Oh Marcello
Never thought I’d really love you, but I do, so-
My head waiter’s head on your platter
Just say the word, and Salome can kiss my gutters!

I’m just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood
Understood
Understood

Una mille, una mille, una mille, una mille…

I’m just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood
Understood
Understood

Oh Marcello
How I wonder, the Madonna, when she speak,
She tell the truth, no?
She been saying I’ll have a baby
When he grow up he become killer and kill everybody!

I’m just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood
Understood
Understood

Oh Marcello
Oh Marcello

The piano is not firewood yet
They try to remember
But still they forget
That the heart beats in three
Just like a waltz
And nothing can stop you from dancing
Rise from your cold, hospital bed
I tell you, you’re not dying
Everyone knows you’re going to live
So you might as well start trying

The piano is not firewood yet
But the cold does get cold, so it soon might be that
I’ll take it apart, call up my friends
And we’ll warm up our hands by the fire
Don’t look so shocked
Don’t judge so harsh
You don’t know, you’re only spying
Everyone knows it’s going to hurt
But at least we’ll get hurt trying

The piano is not firewood yet
But a heart can’t be helped and it gathers regret
Someday you’ll wake up, and feel a great pain
And you’ll miss every toy you’ve ever owned
You’ll want to go back
You wish you were small
Nothing will console your crying
You’ll take the clock off of your wall
And you’ll wish that it was lying

Love what you have
And you’ll have more love
You’re not dying
Everyone knows you’re going to love…
Though there’s still no cure for crying

How can I forget your love
How can I never see you again
There is a time and place
For one more sweet embrace
And there’s a time, ooh, when it all, ooh, went wrong
I guess you know by now
That we will meet again somehow
How

Oh baby
How can I begin again
How can I try to love someone new
Someone who isn’t you
How can our love be true
When I’m not, ooh, I’m not over you
I guess you know by now
That we will meet again somehow

Time can come and take away the pain
But I just want my memories to remain
To hear your voice
To see your face
There’s not one moment I’d erase
You are a guest here now

So baby
How can I forget your love
How can I never see you again
How can I ever know why some stay, others go
And I don’t, ooh, don’t want you to go
I guess I know by now
That we will meet again somehow

Time can come and wash away the pain
But I just want my mind to stay the same
To hear your voice
To see your face
There’s not one moment I’d erase
You are a guest here now

So baby
How can I forget your love
How can I never see you again

A man inside a room is shaking hands with other men
This is how it happens, our carefully laid plans

Shake it, shake it baby
Shake your ass out in that street
You’re gonna make them scream someday
You’re gonna make it big

You love so deep, so tender
Your people and your land
You love ‘em till they can’t recall
Who they are again

Work it, work it baby
Work your way around that room
You’re gonna make it big someday, you gonna make a boom

But I am, but I am, but I am
Not a number
Not a name
But I am, but I am, but I am
A carefully laid plan
Shake what your momma gave you
You know that it won’t last
You’re gonna taste the ground real soon
You’re gonna taste the grass

A man inside a room is shaking hands with other men
This is how it happens, our world under command

Shake it, shake it baby
Shake your ass out in that street
You’re gonna make us scream someday, you’re gonna make us weep
You’re gonna make us scream someday, you’re gonna make it big

You’re like a party somebody threw me
You taste like birthday
You look like New Year
You’re like a big parade through town
You leave such a mess but you’re so fun

Tell all the neighbors to start knocking down walls
To grab their guitars and run out to the halls
And we’ll be coming out right along
To sing ‘em our new song
For every place there is a bus
That’ll take you where you must
Start counting all your money and friends
Before you come back again

For every road we can’t retrace
For every memory we can’t face
For every name that’s been erased
Let’s have another round
May I propose a little toast
For all the ones who hurt the most
For all the friends that we have lost
Let’s give them one more round of applause
But you’re like a party somebody threw me
You taste like birthday
You look like New Year
You’re like a big parade through town
You leave such a mess but you’re so fun

It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song
you can't believe it
you were always singing along
it was so easy and the words so sweet
you can't remember, you try to feel the beat
eeeeeeeeeeee eet eet eet
eeeeeeeeeeee eet eet eet

you spent half of your life
trying to fall behind
you're ears in your headphones, to drown out your mind
it was so easy and the words so sweet
you can't remember
you try to move your feet
eeeeeeeeeeee eet eet eet
eeeeeeeeeeee eet eet eet

someone's deciding, whether or not to steal
he opens a window
just to feel the chill
he hears that outside a small boy just started to cry
cause it's his turn, but his brother won't let him try

It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song
you can't believe it
you were always singing along
it was so easy and the words so sweet
you can't remember, you try to move your feet
it was so easy and the words so sweet
you can't remember, you try to feel the beat

Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

Let's get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boy
I'll safety-pin his clothes all cool and you'll grafitti up his toys
I've got a perfect body, though sometimes I forget
I've got a perfect body. cause my eyelashes catch my sweat
yes, they do, they do

Now I've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years
Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears
But every time the tide come in to take me home
I get scared, and I'm sitting here alone
dreaming of the dolphin song

Maybe one day you will understand
I don't want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand
till that day just please don't be so down
Don't make frowns, you silly clown

Just come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze
there's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
and the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes

no one laughs at god in a hospital
no one laughs at god in a war
no one's laughing at god when they're starving
or freezing, or so very poor

no one laughs at god when the doctor calls
after some routine tests
no one's laughing at god when it's gotten real late
and their kid's not back from that party yet

no one laughs at god when their airplane starts to uncontrollably shake
no one's laughing at god when they see the one they love
hand in hand with someone else
and they hope that they're mistaken
no one laughs at god when the cops knock on their door
and they say "We got some bad news, sir."
no one's laughing at god when there's a famine, fire, or a flood

But god could be funny
at a cocktail party, while listening to a good god- themed joke
or when the crazies say they hate us and they get so red in the head
you'd think they're about to choke
god could be funny
when told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way
and when presented like a Genie, who does magic like Houdini
or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
god can be so hilarious
Ha- ha
Ha- ha

no one laughs at god in a hospital
no one laughs at god in a war
no one's laughing at god when they've lost all they got
and they don't know what for

no one laughs at god
on a day they realize that the last sight they'll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes
no one's laughing at god when they're saying their goodbyes

But god could be funny
at a cocktail party, while listening to a good god-themed joke
or when the crazies say they hate us and they get so red in the head
you'd think they're about to choke

god could be funny
when told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way
and when presented like a Genie, who does magic like Houdini
or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
god can be so hilarious

no one laughs at god in a hospital
no one laughs at god in a war
no one laughs at god in a hospital
no one laughs at god in a war
no one's laughing at god in a hospital
no one's laughing at god in a war
no one's laughing at god when they're starving
or freezing, or so very poor

no one's laughing at god
no one's laughing at god
no one's laughing at god
we're all laughing with god

Two birds on a wire
One tries to fly away and the other
Watches him close from that wire
He says he wants to as well
but he is a liar

I'll believe it all
there's nothing I won't understand
I'll believe it all
I won't let go of your hand

Two birds on a wire
one says come on
and the other says I'm tired
the sky's overcast
and I'm sorry
one more or one less
no body's worried

I'll believe it all
there's nothing I won't understand
I'll believe it all
I won't let go of your hand

Two birds of a feather
say that they're always gonna stay together
But one's never going to let go of that wire
he says that he will but he's just a liar
Two birds on a wire
one tries to fly away and the other
Watches him close from that wire
he says he wants to as well
but he is a liar

two birds on a wire
one tries to fly away and the other

some said the local lake had been enchanted
others said it must have been the weather
the neighbors were trying to keep it quiet
but I swear that I could hear the laughter
so they jokingly nicknamed it the porridge
cause overnight that lake had turned as thick as butter
but the local kids would still go swimming, drinking
saying that to them it doesn't matter

if you just hold in your breath till you come back up in full
hold in your breath, till you thought it through, you fool

the genius next door was bussing tables
wiping clean the ketchup bottle labels
getting high and mumbling German fables
didn't care as long as he was able
to strip his clothes off by the dumpster
at night while everyone was sleeping
and wade midway into that porridge
just him and the secret he was keeping

if you just hold in your breath till you come back up in full
hold in your breath, till you thought it through, you foolish child

in the morning, the film crews start arriving
with donuts, coffee and reporters
the kids were waking up hung-over
the neighbors were starting up their cars
the garbage men were emptying the dumpsters
atheists were praying full of sarcasm
and the genius next door was sleeping
dreaming that the antidote is orgasm

if you just hold in your breath till you come back up in full
hold in your breath, till you thought it through you foolish child

your stitches are all out
but your scars are healing wrong
and the helium balloon inside your room has come undone
and it's pushing up at the ceiling
and the flickering lights
it cannot get beyond

oh, everyone takes turns
now it's yours to play the part
and they're sitting all around you
holding copies of your chart
and the misery inside their eyes is
synchronized and reflecting it to yours

Hold on
One more time with feeling
Try it again
Breathing's just a rhythm
Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right
This is why we fight

you thought by now you'd be
so much better than you are
you thought by now they'd see
that you have come so far

and the pride inside their eyes
would synchronize into a love you've never known
so much more than you've been shown

Hold on
One more time with feeling
Try it again
Breathing's just a rhythm
Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right
This is why we fight

Time is all around
except inside my clock
everybody's waiting
for their lover to unlock

You step on all my parts
and then you walk right out the door
And I know that your love
ain't ever coming back no more

Leaves become most beautiful
when they're about to die
when they're about to fall from trees
when they're about to dry up

Time is all around
time is all around

I hallucinate
a cat between my feet
I'm stepping lightly so as not to hurt it
Everybody's wants to say that you have changed
of course you've changed, you've changed
You've changed, your minds been rearranged

But leaves become most beautiful
when they're about to die
When they're about to fall from trees
when they're about to dry up

Time is all around
time is all around

Why am I supposed to love
if I don't want to love
Why am I supposed to
I'm so tired
Why am I supposed to love
if I don't want to love
I don't want
I don't want to
I don't want

Leaves become most beautiful
when they're about to die
when they're about to fall from trees
when they're about to dry up