I'm bound by the fire. I'm bound by the beauty. I'm bound by desire. I'm bound by the duty. . I'm coming back in 500 years. And the first thing I'm gonna do.
I'm going to take a rope and put it over her shoulders. And head for the river and practice on boulders. And when she's real good I'm going to build a big ramp.
Begat Begat, Begat Begat. . Begat Begat, Begat Begat. Begat Begat, Begat Begat. . Oh, everyone is sayin' the same thing. Oh, everyone is sayin' the same thing.
So I'm walking down the road. No one else will take my load, so I will. Everyone is laughing, baby.. And everyone is patting their own backs. . But every stone and every stick.
Just when I thought I was better off. To leave the lonely path I walked. Don't wait for me, I'll never be. What you expect. Well can't you see? I can't ignore this anymore..
I blame myself, for not ignoring you. for guys like me, it's just the brutal truth. No relationships, without boundaries. or snobby rules of credibility.
This song's about beaver and not the kind. that hides in woods allthough there's a link. It's not that I'm neurotic, maybe just a bit obsessed. By these hairy fluffy suckers.
Bottom line, had enough. Im fed up working overtime. So frustrating. Its getting late. Seconds closer til I make my sweet escape. My heart is aching. .
[beenie man]. Baby girl, oh na na na zagga zagga zagga zagga zow. Uw lord lord lord lord lord. Lord, lord. Are you ready for this, yeah. . [beenie man].
Fire in the house. Burn that son of a. . Whooo, I'ma shut this down. Kitty kat, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow. Hit it with the he, to the he to the how.
Sing a song of sad young men, glasses full of rye. All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye. All the sad young men sitting in the bars. Knowing neon lights missing all the stars.
I'm attracted anatomically. Need to know you scientifically. Strange confusion has come over me. Need the fusion between you and me. . Mother Natures legislature.
[the first line is missing on the CD reissue]. Caledonia, mahoganies, elbows. Bring on Fatima. How long does the rain fall?. How long?.
You questioned her legs, spread on the table. Vultures that prey in her bosom, cursed her questions. Said she was dead anyway. A virgin mild scream. She wasn't dead, just wasted.
BATTLEFIELD. words and music by Nick Lowe and Paul Carrack. . (verse 1). I live on a battlefield. Surrounding by the ruins of the love we built. And them destroyed between us.
Well it doesn't matter 'cause. This is going all the way out. If you think there's a future anywhere. All the way out. Whoops, I spilled the beans. All the way out.
Breathtaker, he took his toll. Microphone and rock 'n roll. Beat me up and take my time. Run up and down my scrambled spine. Early mornin', he comes up.
Words and Music by Jamie Stevens and Rodney Ronquillo. . You say as if to criticize. All my life's a compromise. Since you hardly know of me. So, just don't talk.
With your breast in a moonbeam. Foot on a stair. You weep on my shoulder. I feel full shackled. I think you're lonely (?). I been here cause I think there's been a change.
Branded on a telephone. Germans came, I wasn't home. Nickel for your fortune true. Dime when you reach forty-two. Vertebrae all scrambled 'round. Lately I have found a sound.