Well Ive been climbin and fightin to heightenmy distance from your toes babeAnd Ive been sweatin and cursin and frettinabout the mess your clothes madeDid I do you wrong? Was just teasinI need some pleasin so help me Im wheezinLive for your tasteWaste my time if Im lovin only one thingthe five second heavenwaste my timeWho will love you when Im gone?Now Im realisin were fightin to heightenand not enjoyin the show madeAnd Ive been chillin relaxin and winninjust goin with the flow babeDid I take too long? Was just teasinYou need some pleasin your love Ill be squeezinLive for my hasteWaste my time if Im lovin only one thingthe five second heavenwaste my time if Im lovin only one thing yeahWho will love you when Im gone?Who will taste you when Im gone?No-oneLive for my hasteWaste my timeIf Im lovin only one thing the five second heavenWaste my time if Im lovin only one thing yeah.Well Ive been climbin and fightin to heightenmy distance from your toes babeAnd Ive been sweatin and cursin and frettinabout the mess your clothes madeWho will love you when Im gone?

Its not who you are its not who you know.(Its what you wear and how you dye and style your hair)Its hip to be bored its cool to not care.(To be depressed so long as youre well dressed)I cant stress enough that vital need to impress.(New school old school so long as its cool)What matters to me is popularity.(Its not how I see the world its how the world sees me)Cant you see? Its all you need.Cool is the word so follow the herd.(Or havent you heard you look absurd you freaking nerd)Its a fashion crime so get with the times.(Its not how I see the world its how the world sees me)Cant you see? All you need is to be groovy.It isnt who you areIt isnt who you knowIts what you wear ordo you dare to dye andstyle and spike your hair?Its hip to be boredIts cool to not careyoure stylishly depresseddull all your sensesbut your sense of dress.You must impressI cant stress enough that vital need to impress.(Cant you see? Its all you need)It isnt who you areIt isnt who you knowIts what you wear or do you dare to dye and styleand spike your hair?(Cant you see? All you need).

Why do I accompany life with running commentary?Need to surround myself at all times with people to listen to my storyotherwise I might start talking to myselfEverything I do is documentedThink aloud my clouded brain needs to hear its own refrainAnd I am walking out the door better check I got my keysI am walking down the street I am talking to myselfotherwise I might start (wont somebody tell me please cos I am) talking to myselfEverything I do is documentedIs this normal or am I demented?Talking to myselfI dont want no other people they just bring too much complicationI can rely upon myself to provide some stimulating conversationI am lost in monologue trapped in my soliloquyNo-one wants to talk to me cos Im talking to myselfIt seems that Ive been spending too much time with myself of lateI need to take a step outside and clear my mindIntrospection lets me see my faults exaggeratedI think its about time that I find someone anyone.I dont want to seem too desperate but thats the way Im gettingWhy cant you see that Im afraid of solitude?Why cant you see that Im afraid of loneliness?Cant you see that Im afraid of losing touch with everything and everyoneI cant stop talking to myself

Nik nik nik noy I dont know what to saywords have no meaning theyre out of my reachI get annoyed nik nik nik noyed when I cannotarticulate or am I dreaming?Spee-spee speech it seems has eluded meIve fumbled up now I dont know where to beginLike alphabeti-spaghetti the letters are all jumbled upand theyre dribbling down my chinSomebody help me please please please cant yousee that Im floundering in the sea of my vocabulary?A wave of silence washes me far from the shores of conversationWhy cant I speak?The words are rising in my throat theyre on the tip of my tongue. But somethings wrong. Or am I too weak?To take responsibility for what I might say cos words once spoken stay that way they cant be taken back againformulating phrases in my mind Im trying to delicately eloquently find a way to sayNik nik nik noy God damn it its happened again. I wonder who has to die before I negotiate communication.Why cant I speak?(why cant he speak? is there a fundamental flaw in his understanding of the english language? do we need to regress this poor soul back to one of his assumedly innumerable incarnations which may have been spent in the presence of the greatest minds of said era? an inferiority complex inexplicably manifesting itself in the form of vocal paralysis? or am I proverbially barking up the wrong tree? huh?)The words are rising in my throat theyre on the tip of my tongue. But somethings wrong. Or am I too weak?(the weakness factor thats it! a congenital condition that has lain dormant and thus undetected for nigh on a quarter century but now triumphantly awoken from complacent hibernation to present its paradoxically vociferous presence. Blame the parents is what theyll say. a weak lineage its surely not his fault....)To take responsibility for what I might say cos words once spoken stay that way they cant be taken back againformulating phrases in my mind Im trying to delicately eloquently find a way to sayNik nik nik noyNegotiate communication infiltrate someconversation end this vocal masturbation.

Coldest corner of the class roombut he loves the calmBreaking toys his chosen allieskeep him warm - its so coldIts washed him dry no tears left to crySoft hold me in your armstoys have broken and I am oneSoundless the sweetest voiceplease caress me drench me clean pleaseBoys dont reason a reactionbut watch him still the unknownsilence golden keeps him safelyand keeps the stones unthrownThis subtle fear keeps comfort nearSoft hold me in your armstoys have broken and I am oneSoundless the sweetest voiceplease caress me drench me clean pleaseCold cut his heart out he needs some humanheat now but still he screamsI wont tell a soulNo I I wont tell a soulSoft hold me in your armstoys have broken and I am oneSoundless the sweetest voiceplease caress me drench me cleanSoft hold me in your arms touch me pleasedrench me clean.Please.

So we got all the same faces in their everyday places Good morning people hello.Its another fine day as we indulge in these 90 minutes go-slow and Ive been thinkingOur paths cross every day and yet we never exchange more than glances and I dont know about you but it seems kinda strange to me.So what about a minor insurrection for a change of direction but she screams no no no no.Cant you see how lonely I feel?And we got another set of faces in their everyday places Good evening people hello.Its been a damn fine day as I indulged my favourite pastime ergo our paths cross everyday and yet we never exchange more than glances and I dont know about you but it seems kinda strange to me.And as for my burning question about a change of direction tragically she screams no no no no.Cant you see how lonely I feel?Each day seems to get more and more unreal.Cant you see how lonely I feel.Cant you see how lonely I feel?Find yourself for once be yourself.Cant you see how lonely I feel?Each day seems to get more and more unreal.Cant you see how lonely I feel.Cant you see how lonely I feel.Find yourself for once be yourself.

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Q: Yuppie Puppet Epiphany

Pondering a thousand traffic-choked morningsstill blind to the graphic warning and the fat lip on hispay cheques sugar tit he soaks in his shrinks leatherreclining luxury with no peace of mind just pieces to mind.Could it be that the sub-reality is not just a pollution.its unnerving am I controlling?Could it be lifes congenialities pose as an illusion?Before you lose first you must own.Supposition becomes a new recognitiondawn descends on his dull submissionshis mind it reels it starts it breaks and wheels.He shrugs and throws the straddling shadow awayThis ignored cliché his startling exposé.It cant be that my possibilities are led by prostitutionthough denial is self-betrayalDoes this mean that shadows cant lean in the face of no delusionAwareness arms so wear it out.Breathe in slow.How can you lose what youve never owned.Breathe to know.Open wide now you run the showOh to taste you and to hate you.Make you mine spread you wide.Eat your insides outside push you down to pull me up.From the blind I pierce and suck nauseate forever frustrate - I leech upon you.Push you down to pull me up.From the blind I pierce and suck nauseate forever frustrate.Breathe in slow.How can you lose what youve never owned.Breathe to know.Oh to taste you and to hate you. Make you mine spread you wide.

Q: The Toothpaste Song

Nights when youre not homeI dream of you holding mesqueezing my pillow tightI breathe you and its then that I need youmore than everYou make it too easy for me to want you but why cant you see?You leave the toothpaste uncappedand I hate you for itIts weighing on my mind the only fault that I canfind but Im a fucking time bomb and I hate you for it.Love for no reason at allother than love and love needs loveyou smile at meand its then that I need you more than everYou make it too easy for me to want you but why cant you see?You leave the toothpaste uncappedand I hate you for itIts weighing on my mind the only fault that I canfind but Im a fucking time bomb and I hate you for it.Yes I could handle it if you squeezed the toothpastefrom the top the middle the bottom oh woh but noyou leave the toothpaste uncappedYou make it too easy for me to want you but why cant you see? Love is blind huh not that blind.Suddenly sweating I wake up to findits all been a terrible dream

Q: Time Flies By (When Youre a Driver of a Train)

Pugh Pugh Barney McGrewCuthbert Dibble GrubbLet it happen bass player…Time flies by when you’re a driver of a trainSpeeding out of Trumpton with a cargo of cocaineI get high when I’m the pilot of a planeTouching down in Camberwick I’m stoned out of my brainUnder bridges over bridges to our destinationCareful with that spliff Eugene it causes condensationEvery Saturday I get the Chigley skinsAnd they always smash my windows ‘cos the home side always winsYeah time flies by when you’re a driver of a trainGonna get me syringes out and crank up once againUnder bridges over bridges to our destinationCareful with that spliff Eugene it causes condensation

Lyricist- Peter Wolf Seth Justman

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night after night i've been runnin' from your shadows they won't let me rest i see your face in the haze thoughts echo in my head here i stand on the street where we first met it haunts me that i couldn't hold you back the day you left once upon a time there was a girls a girl who lightened up my ...

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