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I'm sorry it came down to this, there's so much about you I'm going to miss,
I gotta go now baby if I hurry I can still make Cheyenne
I gotta go now baby if I hurry I can still make Cheyenne
 
I'm waiting on the calm as the storm is getting under my skin
I'm trying to fix the hole in my head where the rain gets in
It's dripping in my ear, and it don't sound funny
Gonna take you out when I get some money
We're trying to get it back to the promised land
So don't walk away love
There's never enough that could make me crash on the broken glass
Let the storm rage Id die on the waves
But I will not rest while love lies dead
In the water
 
Dance
Laugh
Wine
Dine and talk and sing
But those cannot replace what is the real thing
It's a lot like playing the violin
You cannot start off and be Yehudi Menuhin.
So Amateur hour goes on and on
 
There were no smoky dives
Few amours, fou or not
There were no petty crimes
Foreign substances bought
There were no midnight drives
With a crime boss's wife
Need a sentence at most
In assessing my life
Edith Piaf said it better than me
"Je ne regrette rien"
 
It rained for a week
And I kept my head down
Trying to think what
You reminded me of:
A fire that hat ravaged
An Ohio town,
And spooked me at noon
With my headlights still on
 
It's better than pleasure, it hurts more than pain
But I've got what it takes to drive you insane
Now is the time to lose all control
Distort your body, oh, twist your soul, oh

[Chorus] Contort yourself, oh, contort yourself
Hey, baby, you better twist it, oh
You'll never, never, never resist it
Contort yourself, contort yourself, oh

Hey, baby, don't you stick together and one of you just fall apart
You better try bein' stupid, oh, instead of smart
And once you take out all the garbage that's in your brain
Forget about your future 'cause it's just, just, just, just too tame
 
Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
And you twist the twister like your baby sister
 
Jesus take me to a higher place
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Christ - body and blood I crave
Sliding in 'n' out of grace, yeah

Cry for mercy, relieve my hate
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Spill my seed, suck my waste
Sliding in 'n' out of grace

Oh God, how I love to hate
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Save me Lord, and fuck the race
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Yeah
 
Jesus take me to a higher place
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Christ - body and blood I crave
Sliding in 'n' out of grace, yeah

Cry for mercy, relieve my hate
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Spill my seed, suck my waste
Sliding in 'n' out of grace

Oh God, how I love to hate
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Save me Lord, and fuck the race
Sliding in 'n' out of grace
Yeah
Not listened to Mudhoney in years! Thanks for the reminder!
 
I'm going down to suicide alley
'Cause the air that I breathe tastes better down there

I'm going down to suicide alley
'Cause it seems as if, as if it's the only place for me

And I'm going down to suicide alley
Where you can't get at me
And I'm going down to suicide alley
Where I can be what I want to be

You won't eat away at my mind with your ideas of decency
I'll be in suicide alley being who and what I want to be
 
So God is dead, like Nietzsche said
Superstition is all we have left
Circle the wagons, we're under attack
We've realized there's no going back
 
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
 
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger
 
Don't cry to me
If you loved me, you would be here with me
You want me? Come find me
Make up your mind
Should I let you fall, lose it all?
So maybe you can remember yourself
Can't keep believing, we're only deceiving ourselves
And I'm sick of the lie
 
Motown junk, Motown junk
I don't want cause I just get,
All your slut heroes offer is a fear of the future,
Past made useless cause I'm dying now,
Communal tyranny, a jail that bleeds our wrists.
 
I'm going down to suicide alley
'Cause the air that I breathe tastes better down there

I'm going down to suicide alley
'Cause it seems as if, as if it's the only place for me

And I'm going down to suicide alley
Where you can't get at me
And I'm going down to suicide alley
Where I can be what I want to be

You won't eat away at my mind with your ideas of decency
I'll be in suicide alley being who and what I want to be
Manics!!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
 
This is where you walk out
A cradle for my doubt
Your kingdom for my pain
My overcoat for the rain

Take the highs and feel the lows
Find the space between the row
Pleasure for an empty soul

And I should feel better
Should be better made
 
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