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Whip Smart |
Chopsticks
I met him at a party and he
Told me how to drive him home
He said he liked to do it backwards
I said, that's just fine with me
That way we can fuck and watch TV
It was four a.m., and the light was gray
Like it always is in paperbacks
He asked if I liked playing jacks
I told him that I was good to sixes,
But all hell broke loose after that
I told him that I knew Julia Roberts
When I was twelve at summer camp
We didn't say anything after that
I dropped him off, and I drove on home
'Cause secretly, I'm timid.
Supernova
I have looked all over the place,
But you have got my favorite face
Your eyelashes sparkle like gilded grass
and your lips are sweet and slippery
Like a cherub's bare wet ass
'Cause you're a human supernova
A solar superman
You're an angel with wings of fire
A flying, giant friction blast
You walk in clouds of glitter
and the sun reflects your eyes
And every time the wind blows
I can smell you in the sky
Your kisses are as wicked as an M-16
And you fuck like a volcano
And you're everything to me
'Cause you're a human supernova
A solar superman
You're an angel with wings of fire
A flying, giant friction blast
You're a giant, flying friction blast
'Cause you're a human supernova
A solar superman
You're an angel with wings of fire
A flying, giant friction blast
Support System
I don't need a support system
Lifting me into prop-position
What I need is a man of action, I need my attraction to you
Driving me down all those dangerous avenues
Lions and tigers tearing at their food
I know the gossip
Flies around at breakfast
One of them rings in your hand
Where the fuck do you get off thinking
I was there at the party 'cause
All of my friends feed me evil reasons
Why you and I should not be friends
Let's think this whole thing through
Tell me, just what the hell is a lover supposed to do?
I got the wrong reaction
A slap in the face from you
This is such a stupid picture
Wrap me in a steak, why don't you
Throw it in the panther cage and
Maybe then I'll like you better
No way!
I don't need a support system
Lifting me into prop-position
What they make is a separation of beauty from attitude
What satisfaction is left when all you do tells everyone
You're acting untrue
This is such a stupid picture
Light a cigarette, why don't you
Stub it in a carburator,
Maybe then you'll sell me something
No way!
I don't need a support system
Put your hand on my heart and listen
What I need is a dedication to last me all the way through
Pointing the finger, I'm counting on loving you
Over and above the passion
I'm connected to you.
X-Ray Man
As far as I know, baby
You can see
As far as I go, funky baby
Digging deep inside of me...
(uh uh uh uh uh uh x 4)
As far as I know, sister
I'm all right
As far as I know, funky lady
I'm coming home tonight...
(you can see... through the smoke...)
You're an x-ray man
You've got x-ray eyes
[L] This is no reflection on you which is what I see inside
[R] Why don't you put on your two-way sombrero and leave
(uh uh uh uh uh uh x 4)
You're an x-ray man
You've got white wall tires
Iodine tan
Cheap unpleasant desires
You're an x-ray man
You've got an x-rated mind
You're not satisfied looking at me, you're always
Checking out the girl behind
You're an x-ray man
You've got secret plans
For me.
Shane
I know that it was the night
The war broke out because
You and I were driving around
You were doing a story
About if people understood
What had happened to their world
Tonight
In bed
Sleeping
The world tonight
In bed
Asleep
You said that you were in touch
With the draft resistors
In case the big boys called you up
You're gonna have to let 'em
Dick you around
But don't let 'em make
You do
What you can't live with
Tonight
In bed
With me
Sleeping
You looked like you were just a little kid
Shane, I said, you've got to watch your ass
You've gotta have fear in your heart (x 8)
Fear in your heart.
Nashville
They don't know
What they like so much about it
They just go
For any shiny bauble
And nobody sparkles like you
But I can't imagine it in better terms
Than naked, half awake, about to shave and go to work
And I'm starting to think it could happen to me
Like it did to you
And I'm starting to actually feel it seep through the
Slick divide now
I don't crack the door too far for anyone
Who's pushing too hard on me
They don't know
What they like so much about it
Maybe it goes on the other side of the hallway
The writing's so small from here
But I can't imagine it in better terms
Than naked, half awake, about to shave and go to work
I won't decorate my love (x 6)
Go West
Safe on
The interstate
New York
Is three thousand miles away
And I'm not looking forward to following through
But it's better than always running back into you
I've closed my eyes and my bank account
And gone west, young man.
Take off
The parking brake
Go coasting
Into a different state
And I'm not looking forward to missing you
But I must have something better to do
I've got to tear my life apart
And go west, young man.
And it feels like I've got something to prove
But in some ways it's just something to do
My friends turn me around and say
You go west, young man.
Stepping
Down off my platform shoes
Sixty-
Nine in the afternoon
And I'm waiting for someone in the know
Like Pirner tells me on the radio
Says, take it from someone who's been there before
You go west, young man.
And I'm looking for somebody to do
My thinking for me 'til I come through
The state line highway sign says
You have gone west, young man.
And it feels like I've got something to prove
But in some ways it's just something to do
The state line highway sign says
You have gone west, young man.
Cinco de Mayo
Cinco de Mayo
Blow out, denial
It wasn't fun this time, letting you go
What if I never, a bullet forever
Held out my hand to you
We wouldn't have known
A beautiful flow
Absolute measure
I ain't no pleasure hound
Bus out of control
Plowing the road
Out on a bender
Just Alice falling down
A deepening hole
I'd never been to Rome until you smiled
You're about as old and piled.
I used to pray for snow
Now I just wonder what spell I was under
Thinking you thought of me
As something to hold
I'd never been to Rome until you smiled
You're about as old and piled
Cinco de Mayo
Burn-out, Ohio
It wasn't me this time, letting you go
Dogs of L.A.
The canyon air is like a breath of fresh L.A.
I was a Star Trek crew member
With my Beatle boots and my Super-8
And I raced you to the top
The camera gets a stuttered shot of
Me approaching the painted shrine
I kissed the Buddha and made him cry
I kissed the Buddha and made him cry
Georgie, I'm your friend
And the shit brown reservoir
Is a testament to the dogs of L.A.
They hold the place like the Mafia and say
Run me round again
The sawed off tree-trunks stand among the living palms
You were beaming as I focused in and I panned along
And I raced you to the top
Kicking snakes up from dusty rocks
Young Abe Vigoda plays Frankenstein
I kissed the Buddha and made him cry
I kissed the Buddha and made him cry
Georgie, I'm your friend
And the shit brown reservoir
Is a testament to the dogs of L.A., they
Hold the place like the Mafia and say
Run me round again
I wanna go again
And the shit brown reservoir
Is a testament to the dogs of L.A.
They hold the place like the Mafia and say
Run me round again
Whip-Smart
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up brtty as the grass is green
And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
And his watch on any hand between his thighs
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower
'Til I write my whole life story on the back of his big brown eyes
When they do the double dutch, that's them dancing (x 4)
And I'm gonna tell my son to join a circus so that death is cheap
And games are just another way of life
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes because
For every truth, there are half a million lies
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower
'Til he learns to let his hair down far enough to climb outside
When they do the double dutch, that's them dancing (x 4)
Jealousy
He's got a million dollar car
He's got a thirty-seven year old guitar
He's got a family who deals heroin
You're on the edge of your chair and then
You feel it
He's looking at you
He's laughing at you
It's happening
I can't, I can't believe it
But it's here on the pages I'm reading
It's all I can do to conceal my feelings of jealousy
Jealousy...
I know it's just a drawer of photographs
They're ex-girlfriends, I try to remember that
I don't wanna look, but I'm already hooked on jealousy
Jealousy...
I can't believe you had a life before me
I can't believe they let you run around free
Just putting your body wherever it seemed like a good idea
What a good idea
Standing
On the corner
Watching
The ladies
Pass by
Imagine me behind your eyes
And then what did I see?
I saw hips, I saw thighs
I saw secret positions that we never try
I saw jealousy
I saw jealousy
I can't, I can't believe it
But it's here in this place and I see it
It's all I can do to conceal my feelings of jealousy
Jealousy...
Standing
On mud flats
Watching
The salmon
Fly
Wonder if I'll ever bury the hatchet inside
Imagine me behind your eyes
And then what did I see?
I saw hips, I saw thighs
I saw secret positions that we never try
I saw jealousy
I saw jealousy
I can't believe you had a life before me
I can't believe they let you run around free
Just putting your body wherever it seemed like a good idea
What a good idea
Crater Lake
Once you've left a lonely rage on its own, it grows
And dynamite stuffed in a mailbox doesn't smoke until it blows
And oh, all the tears
In four tiny years
Well, look at me, I'm frightening my friends
You better roll me...
I bought a map of the moon
There's a crater with my name on it and a really good view
There I was, getting drunk in your roo
Because I wanted to throw my weight around
And oh, all the tears
In four tiny years
Oh, look at me, I'm frightening my friends
You better roll me home (x 3)
Alice Springs
See the sun rise
So loud
This whole town
Gets drowned out
Sky writing with the sweep of a flashlight
I'm driving over that way
Some pot of gold, it's just a carpeting store on opening day
See the moon rise
So slow
And shallow
It burns halos in my eyes
It's harder to swallow
It's harder to breathe
So many opals, nobody here knows what to believe
They've got me underground
May Queen
Don't be fooled by him
He's fine
Rock-and-roll Ken doll
He's a national end-all
He's an on and off friend of mine
Where have I been?
Got any what?
Who have I seen?
I spy a May queen
You were miles above me
Girls in your arms
The changing of her majesty's guard
Is truly amazing
Got any what?
Disease, hashish, a mind
Do I have any what?
Where have I been?
Got any what?
Who have I seen?
I spy a May queen
You were miles above me
Girls in your arms
You could have planted a farm
With all of them hay-seeds....
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