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Them Bones


Some say we're born into the grave
I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ol'
Pile of them bones

Dust Rise right over my time
Empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a big ol'
Pile of them bones

Toll due bad dream come true
I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ol'
Pile of them...
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a big ol'
Pile of them...
I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ol'
Pile of them bones

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Dam That River


I broke you in the canyon
I drowned you in the lake
You a snake that I would not trample
Only thing I'd not embrace

CHORUS
Oh, you couldn't dam that river
And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
And it washed me so far away

I pushed and then you stumbled
I kicked you in the face
You stare at me so hollow
Got to keep that killin' pace

CHORUS
I burned the place around you
I hit you with a rake
You piss upon my candle
So proving you're a fake

CHORUS

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Rain When I Die


Is she ready to know my frustration?
What she slppin' inside, slow castration
I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me
Did she come here to try, try to take me

CHORUS
Did she call my name?
I think it's gonna rain
When I die

Was it something I said, held against me?
Ain't no life on the run, slowly climbing
Caught in ice so she stares, stares at nothing
I can help her but I won't, now she hates me

CHORUS
She won't let me hide
She don't want me to cry

Will she keep me on the ground, trying to ground me
Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me
Could she love me again, or will she hate me
Prob'ly not, I know why, can't explain me

CHORUS

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Down In A Hole


Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom

Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man who won't let himself be

CHORUS
Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied

Down in a hole and they've put all the stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue has been burned off the taste
I have been guilty of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more of my feelings beneath

CHORUS

Oh I want to be inside of you (3X)

Oh I want to be inside...

Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, out of control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied

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Sickman


What the hell am I?
Thousand eyes, a fly
Lucky then I'd be
In one day deceased

Sickman, Sickman, Sickman, Sickman

I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear

Ah, what's the difference, I'll die
In this sick world of mine

What the hell am I?
Leper from inside
Inside wall of peace
Dirty and deceased

Sickman, Sickman, Sickman, Sickman

I can't see the end is getting near
I won't rest until my head is clear

Ah, what's the difference, I'll die
In this sick world of mine

Can you see the end?
Choke on me my friend
Must to drown these thoughts
Purity over rot

Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair
With head high and eyes alert
I tread on a plane of many

We who are of good nature and intention
But cannot touch on the dark
Recesses of memory
And pain learned, so come walk
With me, feel the pain,
And release it

What the hell am I?
Worn eroded pride
Saddened 10 mile wide
I'm gonna let it slide

Sickman, Sickman, Sickman, Sickman

I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear

Ah, what's the difference, I'll die
in this sick world of mine

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ROOSTER


Ain't found a way to kill me yet
Eyes burn with stinging sweat
Seems every path leads me to nowhere
Wife and kids household pet
Army green was no safe bet
The bullets scream to me from somewhere

CHORUS
Here they come to stuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster
You know he ain't gonna die
[REPEAT]
Walkin' tall machine gun man
They spit on me in my home land
Gloria sent me pictures of my boy
Got my pills against mosquito death
My buddy's breathin' his dying breath
Oh god please won't you help me make it through

CHORUS

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Junkhead


A good night, the best in a long time
A new friend turned me onto an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy

CHORUS
What's my drug of choice
Well, what have you got
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot

Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks

Are you happy? I am, man
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothing to me
'Cause your life is empty and bare

CHORUS

I do it a lot

You can't understand a user's mind
But try, with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and opened your mind
I'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad

CHORUS

Say, I do it a lot!...I do it a lot
I do it a lot!...Say, I do it a lot

8. Dirt

I have never felt such frustration
Or lack of self control
I want you to kill me
And dig me under, I wanna live no more

CHORUS
One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
....For me

I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol
In my mouth, on my tongue
I want you to scrape me from the walls
And go crazy like you've made me

CHORUS

You, you're so special
You have the talent to make me feel like dirt
And you, you use your talent to dig me under

And cover me with dirt

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God Smack


Care not for the men who wonder
Straw that broke your back, you're under
Cast all them aside who care
Empty eyes and dead end stare

Don't you know that none are blind
To the lie, and you think I don't find
What you hide?

What in God's name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun

For the horse you've grown much fonder
Than for me, that I don't ponder
As the hair of one who bit you
Smiling bite your own self, too

And I think that you're not blind
To the ones you left behind
I'll be here

What in God's name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun

So be yearning all your life
Twisting, turning like a knife

Now you know the reasons why
Can't get high, or you will die
Or you'll die

What in God's name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun
So your sickness weighs a ton
And God's name is smack for some

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Hate To Feel


What's gone wrong, I can't see straight
Been too long, so full of hate

What the fuck will it take
Drown myself in my wake
Another shaggy D.A.
Now a dog, shake my leg
Plastic man, paper face
Candy heart, what a waste
Eat my cake, lick my plate

Stare at me with empty eyes and
Point your words at me
Mirror on the wall will show you
What you're scared to see

CHORUS:
I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)
I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
So climb the walls, thin my blood now
And I crawl, back to bed now

What the hell, gotta rest
Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set
Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the shit's sustenance

All this time I swore I'd never
Be like my old man
What the hay it's time to face
Exactly what I am

CHORUS

What the hell, gotta rest
Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set
Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the shit's sustenance

All this time I swore I'd never
Be like my old man
What the hay it's time to face
Exactly what I am

CHORUS

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ANGRY CHAIR


Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air
Stomach hurts and I don't care

What do I see across the way
See myself molded in clay
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid
Changing the shape of his face Candles red I have a pair
Shadows dancing everywhere
Burning on the angry chair
Little boy made a mistake
Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees, time to pray boy

CHORUS:
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
[Repeat]
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind, I-I-I

Corporate prison, we stay
I'm a dull boy, work all day
So I'm strung out anyway

Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away

Saw my reflection and cried
So little hope that I died
Feed me your lies, open wide
Weight of my heart, not the size

CHORUS

Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray boy

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WOULD


Know me broken by my master
Teach thee on child of love hereafter

CHORUS:
Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way

Drifting body it's sole desertion
Flying not yet quite the notion

CHORUS [Repeat]

Am I wrong?
Have I run too far to get home
Have I gone?
And left you here alone
[Repeat]

If I would, could you?

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