B-Sides and Rarities
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy
Your twentieth century boy
Friends says it's fine, friends says it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your boy
Your twentieth century toy
'yeah, I really, um, I really, I really wanted to kind of like, to capture some kind of like moment, but maybe it's better if I'm sober...'
Wake up in the morning, I look at my clock
It's way past noontime, I'm late for work.
Tell me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me it must be that
I've been smoking too long
Go to fix me some breakfast, I ain't got no food
Take me a shower, the water don't feel no good.
Tell me what have I done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me must be that
I've been smoking too long
I got opium in my chimney, no other life to choose
Nightmares made of hash dreams, the devil in my shoes.
What have I done wrong?
Yeah nothing can go right with me it must be that
I've been smoking too long
When I'm smoking, smoking, put my worries on a shelf
Try not to think about nothing, don't wanna see myself
What have I done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me it must be that
I've been smoking too long
In this blues I'm singing, there's a lesson to be learned
You go round smoking, you're gonna get burned
Fuck me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me must be that
I've been smoking too long
Sweetness
Sweetness I was only joking when I said
I'd like to smash every tooth in your head.
Oh sweetness
Sweetness I was only joking when I said
By rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed.
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her discman started to melt
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place in the human race
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her megadrive started to melt
Oh where are you now
Pussy willow that smiled on this leaf?
When I was alone you promised the stone from your heart.
My head kissed the ground
I was half the way down treading the sand
Please.
Please lift a hand
I'm only a person
Whose armbands beat
On his hands, hang tall
Won't you miss me?
wouldn't you miss me at all?
The poppy bird's way
Swing twigs coffee brands around
Brandish her wand with a feathery tongue
My head kissed the ground.
I was half the way down treading the sand
Please lift a hand
I'm only a person with eskimo chain
I tattooed my brain all the way
Won't you miss me?
Wouldn't you miss me at all?
Open up your heart, let me slip inside.
Such determination always tries to turn the tide
Open up your arms, let me dive into the big, big blue.
Try losing, this chromosome.
It's my choosing, down to the bone.
Open up your heart, let me slip inside.
Such imagination always helps the feeling slide.
Open up your soul, falling back into the big, big blue.
Try losing, this chromosome.
It's my choosing, down to the bone.
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive in
Open up your heart, let me slip inside.
Auto-flagellation always helps the ghost to hide.
Open up your arms, let me dive into the big, big blue.
Try losing, this chromosome.
It's my choosing, down to the bone.
You don't know me, and you never hold me
Like your little piece on the side.
My mother told me, that you're never lonely
When you're laughing all the time.
Inside out and outside in you bring eyesight to the blind.
Crying is a crime.
Slowing down the metronome
You don't know me, and you never hold me
Like your little boy in blue.
My father told me, that you're always lonely
When they're all laughing at you.
Inside out and outside in you bring jesus to the jew.
Slowing down the metronome
You don't know me, and you never hold me like your little piece on the side.
Inside out and outside in you bring eyesight to the blind.
He tries to embrace her
She wants him to race her
He needs a laser
To get it through her skull
Means and lies and hatreds
Tears that fall in sequence
Cold caress imprints
Conversation growing dull
Says he's a poet
Lousy protozoan
And he kisses ass for free
I took a vow of silence
When he tries to talk to me
I just turn on the TV
He tries to impress her, mentally undress her
It takes more to possess her
But in his pocket lies a hole
He's got a thousand talents
Charisma by the bagful
Aristocratic parents
A rebel with a heart of gold
Says he's a poet
This time he's gonna blow it
Cause he's dancing with his ego
I took a vow of silence
When he reads his work to me
I swallow words like a placebo
He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
Gets him in a panic
He's wasting time
Cause everybody is a star in his eyes
Careful not to give your favours
To your lonesome fucked-up neighbours
I had one who sent me her heart
In a tupperware container all the movies in my head
They flicker with my bleeding heart
A careless slipping of the tongue
On just another private part
Blatant search for stoned affection
Fights the rust that breeds infection
Meet me at the intersection
Don't forget your fuel injection
He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
Gets him in a panic
He's wasting time cause everybody is a star in his eyes
You think this love is bona fide
You're being taken for a ride
Wrap your lip around your head
And slowly blow yourself away.
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Une présence ambigüe,
Une présence inconnue,
Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus,
Translation
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
An ambiguous presence,
An unknown presence,
Until I can't take it anymore,
Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little while
Lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style
It's a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny
Wants to spill his seed on guaranteed, service with a smile.
Miss Moneypenny
Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice
Feel the atmosphere, it's gently laced with nicotine and spice
It's a long walk home, the entrance of the night is scary
Only trouble is, he never learned to shoot the same gun twice
Miss Moneypenny
Every job he saves the girl
Martini, mobile phone
Bastards getting in his way
They're all pushing daisies
All you need to make a movie is a gun and a girl
0898 007
It echoes in my brain
I didn't mean it
Pulses through my veins
I didn't mean it
I'm the one to blame
I didn't mean it
Did too much cocaine
I didn't mean it.
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Always comes back for more
Your memory will fade
I didn't mean it
You've always had it made
I didn't mean it
I know you feel betrayed
I didn't mean it
I just wanted to get laid
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Always knocking on my door
You come across impure
I didn't mean it
You're goddamn immature
I didn't mean it
You act so insecure
I didn't mean it
You hate me now I'm sure
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Dripping sex from every pore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Such a motherfucking bore.
My guy has a tan transcontinental
But it keeps me enchained
Watch an old black and white movie
Fred and ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
I don't want to be forgotten
I can't be alone
So don't you dare leave me
It's like coming home
To a skin that has died
Human voices like a drum and they're looking right through me
Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
My guy has a tattoo ornamental
When he's frozen in space
Cut your eye far to me
A covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway
Trans-likened, twisting my ankle
Doing the grave dance
Narcotic? Yes please, I'll have a sample
Riding on my very last chance
Then the clouds will open for me
Gonna meet my Jesus Christ
I see history playing before me
For pleasure and passion you play the price
Sadness the name of the spike that took me
I'll make that's all like some raging, hard, horny mephistopheles
Who came for my soul
Patience comes to the ugly, not me
Laughter comes to the lucky, not me
People in my head that won't stop talking
Nothing in my dream that isn't creepy crawling
Walking in the park and I think that i'm falling
Swimming in the sea and I think i'll
You guessed it
Only lifeguards
Packing all the time can save me
Waiting
for the son of man
Patience comes to the ugly, not me
Concentration comes to the ugly, not me
Nothing on the box that hasn't been born
No-one in the street that isn't old
Driving in the car and I think that i'm crashing
Swimming in the Sea and I think that i'll you guessed it
Only lifeguards
Packing all the time can save me
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