You
you are the sun and moon and stars
are you
and i could never run away from
you
you try at working out chaotic things
and why should i believe myself
not you?
you say the world is going to end
so soon
and why should i believe myself?
you me and everything caught in
the fire
i can see me drowning
caught in the fire
Creep
when you were here before, couldn't
look you in the eye
you're just like an angel, your
skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
and i wish i was special
you're so fucking special
but i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here
don't belong here
i don't care if it hurts, i want
to have control
i want a perfect body, i want a
perfect soul
i want you to notice
when i'm not around
you're so fucking special
i wish i was special
she's running out again
she's running out ....
whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fucking special
i wish i was special...
but i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here
i don't belong here.
How
do you?
he's bitter and twisted, he knows
what he wants
he wants to be loved and he wants
to belong
he wants us to listen, he wants
us to weep
he was a stupid baby who turned
into a powerful freak
but how do you?
he lives with his mother, but we
show him respect
he's a dangerous bigot, but we always
forget
and he's just like his daddy
because he cheats on his friends
and he steals and he bullies
anyway that he can
but how do you?
Stop
whispering
and the wise man say i don't want
to hear your voice
and the thin man say i don't want
to hear your voice
and they're cursing me, and they
won't let me be
and there's nothing to say, and
there's nothing to do
stop whispering, start shouting
stop whispering, start shouting
and my mother say we don't love
you son no more
and the buildings say we spit on
your face somemore
and the feeling is, that there's
something wrong
'cause i can't find the words and
i can't find the songs.
stop whispering. start shouting
stop whispering. start shouting
dear sir, i have a complaint can't
remember what it is
doesn't matter anyway...
Thinking
about you
been thinking about you, your records
are here
your eyes are on my wall your teeth
are over there
but i'm still no one, and you're
now a star
what do you care?
been thinking about you, and there's
no rest
should i still love you
still see you in bed
but i'm playing with myself
and what do you care when the other
men are far far better
all the things you got
all the things you need
who bought you cigarettes?
who bribed the company to come and
see you, honey?
been thinking about you
so how can you sleep?
these people aren't your friends
they're paid to kiss your feet
they don't know whati know
and why should you care when i'm
not there?
what do you care?
been thinking about you, and there's
no rest
should i still love you
still see you in bed
but i'm playing with myself
and what do you care when i'm not
there?
all the things you got, she'll never
need
all the things you got, i'm played
out and bleed to please you
been thinking about you
Anyone
can play guitar
destiny, destiny protect me from
the world
destiny, hold my hand protect me
from the world
here we are with our running and
confusion,
and i don't see no confusion anywhere..
and if the world does turn
and if London burns
i'll be standing on a beach with
my guitar
i wanna be in a band when i get
to heaven
anyone can play guitar
and they won't be a nothing anymore
grow my hair, grow my hair i am Jim
Morrison
grow my hair, i wanna be wanna be
wanna be Jim Morrison
here we are with our running and
confusion
and i don't see no confusion anywhere
Ripcord
soul destroyed
with clever toys
for little boys
it's inevitable, inevitable
it's a soul destroyed
you're free until you drop
you're free 'til you've had enough
and you don't understand -
you've no ripcord
aeroplane do i mean what i mean?
it's inevitable, inevitable,
oh aeroplane
a thousand miles an hour
on politics and power that you don't
understand
and no ripcord
the answer to your prayers
we'll drop you anywhere
with no ripcord.
Vegetable
i never wanted anything but this
i worked hard, tried hard
i ran around in domestic bliss
i fought hard, died hard
every time you're running out of
here
every time you're running get the
fear
i'm not a vegetable
i will not control myself
i spit on the hand that feeds me
i will not control myself
i never wanted any broken bones
scarred face, no home
you words surround me and i asphyxiate
and i burn all hate
every time you're running out on
me
every time you're running i can
see
the waters break, the waters run
all over me
the waters break, the waters run
and this time your gonna pay
Prove
yourself
i can't afford to breath in this
town
nowhere to sit without a gun in
my hand
hooked back up to my cathode ray
i'm better off dead
`prove yourself'
i wanna breath i wanna grow
i'd say i want it but i don't know
how
i work, i bleed, i beg, i pray
but i'm better off dead
`prove yourself'
why?
I
can't
please forget the words that i just
blurted out
it wasn't me it was my strange and
creeping doubt
it keeps rattling my cage
and there's nothing in this world
will keep it down.
i can't
so many things that keep, that keep
me underground
so many words that i, that i can
never find
if you give up on me now
i'll be gutted like i've never been
before
even though i might, even thought
i try
i can't
if you give up on me now i'll be
gutted like i've never been before.
even though i might, even though
i try
i can't
Lurgee
i feel better, i feel better now
you've gone
i got better, i got better, i got
strong
i got better, i got better now there's
nothing wrong
i got better, i got better, i got
strong
tell me something, tell me something
i don't know,
tell me one thing, tell me one thing,
let it go
i got something, i got something
heaven knows,
i got something, i got something
i don't know
Blow
Out
in my mind
and nailed into my heels
all the time
killing what i feel
and everything i touch turns to
stone
(all wrapped up in crinoline, all
wrapped up in sugar-coated)
i am fused
just in case i blow out
i am glued
just in case i crack out
and everything i touch turns to
stone
everything i touch turns to stone
(all wrapped up in crinoline, all
wrapped up in sugar-coated)
