unknown

[instumental]

(lee)


When the phone rang, 3 in the morning, dead middle of night
There was nuthin' on the line
I set back the silent receiver
Tiny flames lit in my head
Hey did any of you freaks here ever remember lenny?
I can't remember his last name
He's turned to dust now, one of the chosen few
Left out in the rain, out of town again
Left out in the rain, ocean bound i guess

Between the mattress and a column of hazy faces
I remember every word you said
Quite a clear picture: ev'ry word you said
The door was open but the way was not lit
And there was no way out of my head

On a crimson hiway by a chrome bumper i last saw you:
Alive
Inclined to thrive
Evening fireflies lit sparks around yr head

But wait a minute let's back up a bit:
Some famous stars were busted down on fashion avenue
Impersonating real men
Not knowing who they really were

Now here at dark corners all is calm and quiet and good
The kids are up late dreaming quiet questions in a graceful mood:


Can you please pass me a jug of winter light?
Fold me in an ocean's whim?
In sweet corrosive fire light?
In the city made of tin?

Are you famous under the skin?
Familiar with the things you wanted?
Able now to take it all in?
Making peace w every hole in the story?

Did lightning keep you up all night?
Illuminate the soot and grit?
Can you tell how high the sky tonight?
Dig out from under in spite of it?


Can you cover up the one that floats?
Push back the hours?
I hear yr voice, i speak yr name
Among nyc ghosts and flowers
Will we meet? to run again?
Thru nyc ghosts and flowers

1988, 10/19, john peel session, bbc radio one
Notes: the fall cover

[thurston and lee]
My new house
You should see my new house
My new house
You should see my new house

I don't know that much about it
I bought it off the baptists
I get all the bills
And i get pissed
Damn i'm falling off a bill (?)

Hmmmmm
(ok chorus)
I can't stand a ...... place that's really common like this (?)
I can't stand a ...... place that's really common like this (?)
My new house
You should see my new house
Keep away from my new house

It's got yr drier in the middle (?)
It's got a window sill

Hmmmmm
(ok good)
.... to the middle of us (?)
.... to the middle of us (?)
My new house
Where the beatniks hang out
My new house
You should see my new house

I care care about....
She won't grow up to be a problem
I don't have...
Won't grow up to be a problem
My new house
You should see my new house
My new house
You should see my new house

Sometimes i think i'll ring up swine tax (?)
And go back to my flat
Sometimes i think i'll ring up swine tax (?)
And go back to my flat
My new house
That's one bad thing about it
According to the postman
It's like the bleeding bank of england
According to the postman
It's like the bleeding bank of england

Creosote to my fence surrounds it (?)
No razor blades decks and a couple of decks (?)
My new house
You should see my new house
My new house
...what it's all about (?)

There are rumour flying
About a little haunted pillow
Mr. rythem ... coming with me (?)
Mr. rythem ... coming with me (?)
And he plays with his psycho radio
In my new house
You should see my new house
My - new - house
You should see my new house

You should see my new house
My new house
You should see my new house

[youth against fascism cd5]

[kim]
You're not telling what you feel
You just say you can't deal
You're just lying in an ????
You're just saying it ain't real

Mom told you
And i'll tell you
You better pick it up
Clean up your room

I'm not telling you what to feel
I'm just saying i can't deal
You're just lying like a peel
I'm just saying you ain't real

Your mom told you
And i'll tell you
You better straighten up
Besides you messed your [s???]

You're so hot
You bet
Entangled

Tunafish cans, chocolate wrapper,
Jello [blobs]???, stuffed gorilla, phone bill,
Fax paper, cranberry juice, dirty socks,
Cd's, tapes, guitar pick, new snare,
High school year book
Come.....in [comb.....and]
All those letters

Your mom told you
And i'll tell you
If you make me cry
I'll poke your eye

I'll tell you ['re in for ???]
You're lying in your room
If what you say is true
Then i say we're through

1997, suburbia soundtrack, geffen
[instrumental]

1989, the bridge: neil young tribute, caroline records (1374/kar002, us)

[thurston]
Cars are trucks
They got me on the corner
But i'm alright
Standing proud before the signal
When i see the light
I feel like more than just a number
And i stand by you
Or else we just don't see the others

Find some pants
... on the desert (?)
But i'm alright
Standing out here in the hot sun
When i see the light
I feel like more than just a number
And i stand by you
Or else we just don't see the others

Precious metal lies
... into the highway... (?)
Days and night
Weeks and months and seasons
Rolling through me (?)

I need you
Like .... a heartbeat
....
....
....
.... mirror
And ....
....

She is not alone
She is not alone today

She is not alone
She is not alone today

She is not alone
She is not alone today

She is not alone

To... day

1988, 10/19, john peel session, bbc radio one
Notes: the fall cover

[thurston]
Turn on the straight
Turn up to game
And now it comes
And when it's done
I found my love
And the psycho mafia
I found my love
And the psycho mafia

Not much is done
No magic wand
So what's your problem
Have we taken yours
I found my love
And the psycho mafia
I found my love
And the psycho mafia
Psycho psycho mafia
Psycho psycho mafia
`cho mafia
`cho mafia

But i'm straight
That ain't game
But like the rest
I'm afraid of the jet
But i'm a carper
Psycho mafia
I'm talking about love
And psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia
Psycho mafia

[tape recording]
Ringo
Ringo

Ringo could i have a couple of words with you?

[instumental]

(thurston)

Flipped on my perceptik cogs
Checked in with the future gods
For melodies of bees and hogs
Start my day the perfect way

Burned a batch of mazzy funk
Poor girl noise and choke style punk
Clapped it on and off i slunk
To the streamxsonik subway

First i need my iris scanned
As i smell the breeze of electric tin
W/ purple lights i'm motioned in
Wink the gain to minus 10

Fell asleep and missed my stop
Got rousted by a low-beam cop
Got a ticket-patch for illicit flop
Then froze me with his jesus gun

That don1t mean i'm shot down yet
The glow below of the whisper jet
It all means so much to us
We dream below the rainbows rust

Clipped on my streetmatik clogs
Pushed thru the hyped-out fervent fogs
Found my way with sensoid jogs
New radio structure

State my name and locus frame
Paid the price for crashing fame
The apprentice sparks his initial flame
The printout signs says "further"

Antique minds with rivered hair
Streamxsonik subway fare
Stay in touch electric dear
Our lightmap eyes together

[instrumental]

[sugar cane cd5]

[kim]
What have i got
That makes you want to love me
Is it my body
Or someone i might be
Or something aside me
Tell me
Tell me
It's really up to you
Have you got the time to find out who i really am
Oh - aw

What does it take
To get inside your mind
Give me your brain
And take a change with my first time
Tell me
Tell me
It's really up to you
Have you got the time to find out who i really am
Oooooooooohaaa

What have i got
That makes you want to love me
Is it my body
Or someone i might be
Or something aside me
Tell me
Tell me
It's really up to you
Have you got the time to find out who i really am
Ooooooh - aaw
Oh -aw - oh -aa - uh - aa - uh - ah - u - uh
Come baby - alice come'on come'on come'on come baby - come'on

[thurston]
Shit is funky fresh, you know
It's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

It's funky fresh, you know
Shit's funky fresh

1996, little trouble girl, geffen

[thurston]
Pass me a joint
It's time to anoint
The fortune is sun
As cosmic exploits
Spark that shit up

Oh yah

Get me a beer
I feel kind of queer
I want to get fuck up
Poor me a fuckin' tall one

Oh yah

Take off your clothes
But leave on your shoes
You smell like a rosary
And you look like a jew
You drunk all my wine girl

An empty bottle is nothing but trouble
Another bottle and make it a double
We're getting thirsty

[kim]
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
With someone like you
Nothing to do
There's nothing that's new
But no one is home
There's no one like you
No one to see
Nothing to say
No one to go
No one to stay
No one is home
No one is home
There's no one like you
Never alone
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
There's no one like you
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
With nothing to do
There's no place like home

[thurston]
Pass me a qual
Let's do it and done it
I think i like you
I think i drank you
Pass me the vacuum

[instumental]

(kim)

Da da
Da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da
Da da da da
Da

When it rains
When it rains
When it rains
The children don't play

When it rains
When it rains

When it rains
I gets the machine to get the engine of your past memory
Don't forget

The children won't play
It's raining outside
You got to
You got to decide
About that time
About that time that you were right
Don't forget
Don't forget the one who gave you the engine of your memory
Do trust
In love or fly for free
Don't forget the memory

Shhhhhhhhould

Don't fly away
It rains today
The machine of your memory
I saw it walking down the street today
It smiled and said "blue and gray

(instrumental)

[instumental]

[100% cd5]

[kim]
You think cuz i'm a girl
You think you can't ignore
You think i'm just a girl
Girl, who knows the score

I want to be free
I want to be free
I want to be free
It ain't on my tv

I go walking down on fifth
Black boys call me pantyhose
I go walking down the street
White boys call me sugar treat

I want to be free
I want to be free
I want to be free
It ain't on mtv

You know what's best for me
It's called astrology
You know what's bad for me
You brought (?) to me

Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake
Shake don't shake

You know what's best for me
It's called astrology
You vote what's best for me

I want to be free
I want to be free
I want to be free
It ain't on my tv

Huh
Huh
Sucks

(thurston/kim)

Small flowers crack concrete
Narcotic squads sweep thru poet dens
Spilling coffee grabbing 15 yr old runaway girls
By frazzled ponytailed hair + tossing them
Into backseats of cop cars
The narcs beat the bearded oracles
Replacing tantric love with
Complete violence

Lights + mirrors dot the city
Inkstained hippies w/ boxed lunch + marijuana
Mystery plays of shit and nothingness
Blessed by colors from a black hat

Blue lights search thru weeds
Searching for the heart of d.a. levy
And the mind he left behind

What didjoo expect? another mystic wreck?
Thats whatchoo got crawling inside yr panic net
Whatdidjoo bring me? not a goddam thing yeh
+ whatdidjoo leave me? another tombstone dream yeh
O salacious mansion, the boys held for ransom
Didja see where he1s gone? the blasted summers dawn
Fucked up in cleveland fucked up in cleveland
Short flight to nothing heavens up to something heavens up to something
Levys up to something levys up to something

Death poems for the living gods of america
Plastic saxophones bleat, bleed for nothing, nada
Cops crashing thru doors infuriated by silver charms
Of suburban smoke
At war with patches of red dirt glitter
And bluejean fucking + protest

[instrumental]

[instrumental]

[instrumental]

1988, fast `n' bulbous - a tribute to captain beefheart, imaginary records
(illusion 002)
Notes: captain beefheart cover

[lee]
Me to you to me
Thunderbolts caught easily
Shouting truth peacefully
Electricity

(turn it up)

High voltage man kids his night to bring the light to those who need-
To hide their shadow deep
Though it's too bright find the light i know that friends don't mind-
Just how you glow
Midnight cowboys steers in black hit the dark road without a map to free
Seek electricity seek electricity
Midnight cowboys steers in black hit the dark road without a map to free
Seek electricity seek electricity

Lighthouse beacon straight ahead straight ahead across black sea to bring
Seeking electricity

High voltage man kids his night to bring the light to those who need-
To hide their shadow deep
You are a shallow deed
High voltage man kids his night to bring the light to those who need-
To hide their insanity
You are insanity

Seek electricity seek electricity seek electricity seek electricity-
Seek electricity seek electricity seek electricity
Seek electricity seek electricity

Electricity

I'm not afraid to say i'm scared
In my bed i'm deep in prayer
I trust the speed i love the fear
The music comes
The burning spear

[instrumental]

[thurston]
My nerves are buzzing and my heart is god
I think ... but i might be wrong
This goes to to the attic and buzz on the wall
But it's all right i don't care at all
`cause i'm yours and you're mine and that's
And that's all i know right now
That's all
That's all
I know, right now

It's dark outside except for pinpoint light
... lost in a fight
... picking up from the street
I'll stop over once and lay it at your feet
`cause i'm yours and you're mine
That's all i know right now
That's all
That's all
I know, right now

Oh, baby it's dark out there
But oh, baby it's dark in here
Oh, darling i don't care no no

My tv's up against the wall like a painting
... obstaining
But i myself had a thought for my lips
It's delicious lady won't you have a sip
`cause i'm yours and you're mine
And that's all i know right now
That's all
That's all
I know, right now

`cause i'm yours and you're mine
And that's all i know right now
That's all
That's all
I know, right now

(instrumental)

[instrumental]

1994, if i were a carpenter, a&m (580 890-2)
Notes: carpenter cover

[thurston]
Long ago
And oh so far away
I fell in love with you
Before the second show
Your guitar
It sounds so sweet and clear
But you're not really there
It's just the radio

Don't you remember you told me you love me baby
You said you'd be coming back this way again baby
Baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, i really do

Loneliness, is such a sad affair
And i can hardly wait
To be with you again
What to say
To make you come again
Come back to me again
And play your sad guitar

Don't you remember you told me you love me baby
You said you'd be coming back this way again baby
Baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, i really do

Don't you remember you told me you love me baby
You said you'd be coming back this way again baby
Baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, i really do

[instrumental]

[instrumental]