Tiny Music...Songs From The Vatican Giftshop Lyrics
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Pop's Love Suicide
Can you figure out what I want,
pull the trigger with a pop gun
Mindless fools that aggravate it
pick at you in desperation
Oh it's a love pop suicide
Oh I'm in love pop suicide
Pop life living is so real
Midwest farmers' kids are milkfed
Breed and incubate what you see
Ten years later here on t.v.
Oh it's a love pop suicide
I'm in love pop suicide
Father can't you love your women
Father can't you teach your children
Long range love implosion short wicked
Short wave mind explosion
Oh I'm in love suicide, about a pop star homicide
Tumble In the Rough
I can't eat
I can't sleep
I can't live
I can't cry
I can't die
I can't walk
I can't talk
Booze
I can booze
Steal your shoes
So I can move
Tumble in the rough
Tumble in the rough
Tumble in the rough
I'm looking for a new mediation
Still looking for a new way to fly
Don't want any plastic validation
Not looking for a new way to die
I made excuses for a million lies
But all I got was humble kidney pie
So what
I'm lookin' for a new stimulation
Quite bored of those inflatable ties
I'm lookin' for a new rock sensation
Dead fish don't swim around in jealous tides
I made excuses for a million lies
But all I got was humble kidney pie
So what
Can't hold you when I miss you
(Tumble in the Rough)
Left on a summer intermission
(Tumble in the Rough)
Can't hold you when I miss you
(Tumble in the Rough)
Left on a summer intermission
(Tumble in the Rough)
Big Bang Baby
I got a picture of a photograph
Of a wedding and a shell
It's just a burning aching memory
I never kiss and tell
So turn it up and burn it
There's a hole in your head
There's a hole in your head
Where the birds can't sing along
Does anybody know how the story really goes
Or do we all just hum along
Sell your soul and sign an autograph
Big bang baby, it's a crash, crash, crash
I wanna die, but I gotta laugh
Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh
Spin me up, spin me, spin me out
Station to station send me up and out
Is that what life and love is all about
I think I think so
We used to see in color
Now it's only black and white
It's only black and white
Because the world is color blind
Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
Take it away boys
Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
Take it away boys
Lady Picture Show
Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
Lady picture show she hides behind the bedroom wall
he hides because she don't know nothin', don't know nothin' anymore
She keeps a funny face it's locked and bagged it's just outside the door
She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face
She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face anymore
And don't believe
Lady picture girl, I think them boys don't like your show
Lady picture show them boys are gone, should just say no
Your wedding presents' not so daisy picture perfect anymore
Lady funny face it's locked and bagged it's just outside the oor
Don't know nothin' anymore
And So I Know
And so I know, it's begun again
Never be the same, and with that I said
Never ever be this way again
Hold on till the end (campfire girls make me feel alright)
(Campfire girls make me feel alright)
Like it's the last hello
Whirlwinds and rollercoasters
Long grass making shapes hello
Disappearing, disappearing floating graves
Never, ever, ever, ever be this way
Never ever be this way again
And so I know (campfire girls make me feel alright)
(Campfire girls make me feel alright)
It's begun again
Never the same, and with that I said
Campfire girls, make me feel alright
Trippin' On a Hole in a Paper Heart
Don't cut out my paper heart, I ain't dyin' anyway
Take a look at eye full towers
Never trust them dirty liars
Sippin' lemon yellow booze 'ole' leadbelly sings the blues
All dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin' anyway
I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade
Fake the heat and scratch the itch
I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
I gotta girlfriend, she goes to art school
My friend Blue he runs the show
Grab the hate and drown it out
Ain't the same for you and me
Have a listen lend an ear
Grab the hate and drown it out
Adhesive love adhesive
Flyin' high across the plain
Stitch the womb and wet the bed with a whisper I'll be dead
Adhesive Love Adhesive
She no wait, but she know me
Hold me closer let me be
Just because you're so cliched
(Instrumental)
Pass the time kickin' as time rips by
So the answer gets harder, harder
Wastin' time chasin' those cows that fly
Skinned up knees and salty lips
I'll breathe your life vicks vapor life
And when you binge I purge alike
Let go it's harder holding on
One more trip and I'll be gone
So keep your head up
Keep it on, just a whisper I'll be gone
Take a breath and make it big
It's the last you'll ever ge
It's the last you'll ever choose
Hold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be
Art School Girl
I gotta art school girlfriend yeah
I gotta girlfriend, she gotta girlfriend
We gotta girlfriend, girlfriend gotta go
She left her home from sweet Alabama
Rose Alabama for the city, New York City yeah
I told you five or four times
I gotta girlfriend, she goes to parties
Underground parties, Andy Warhol everywhere
She wears the leather, I wear the makeup
We'll never break up, been together for a month
She left her home from Sweet Alabama
Rose Alabama for the city, New York City yeah
I told you five or four times
Adhesive
With hot pink purple china glow
His family trees are molded
no longer grows in summer
He holds it closer lets it go
Picks a fruit but keeps it whole
Can't keep the submarining
Can't keep the light from fading
Grab the beat and drum it out
It's all so confusing
Cartoons like reality dogs and cats and children
The deepest wound is hidden
Ain't the same for you and me
Comatose commodity the superheroes dyin'
All the children cryin'
Sell more records if I'm dead
Purple flowers once again
Hope it's sooner. Hope it's near corporate records' fiscal year
Down the river, down the river
Here's a song now if ya care
We can all just hum along
Words don't matter anymore
Grab the beat and drum it out
It's all so confusing
Purple flowers ease the pain
Here, now have a listen
Ain't the songs you're missin'
Down the river, down the river
Don't let the living die yet! Grab the hate...
Drown it out. Grab the beat...
Drum it out. It's all so confusing
Ride the Cliche
Intake purge, it's my disease
Hold me closer let me go away
Barely know you know my name
Trip the witch and ride the shame
It don't mean you won't get paid
Daisy
Seven Caged Tigers
Neither goose nor the gander fly
Buy a minute spend an hour burnin', burnin'
Take a peak as the model earns it, earns it
Walk a mile as it keeps crawlin', crawlin'
Clean the politician, wash with everpure
And the truth's getting farther and farther
And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin'
Seven caged tigers fly
Churnin' out all that butterfly sugarboost
Track the blade as it sweeps downward and onward
Take a pill it'll kill all the martyrs, martyrs
Passin' time rippin' as time kicks by
Pass the umbilical cord down for this fly by
Take a sneak while the model earns it earns it
Hike a mile as it keeps crawlin' on crawlin' on
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