I Dance Like This
In another dimension Like clothes that you wear A mighty mighty battle Sprouting illegal hair A fitness consultant In the negative zone Wandering the city Looking for a home I dance like this Because it feels so damn good If I could dance better Well you know that I would How the rumour got started One can only guess And the truth don’t mean nothing If you ain’t got the cash A credit card mommy An invisible dad Career opportunities That you never had We dance like this Because it feels so damn good If we could dance better Well you know that we would I’m working on my dancing This is the best I can do I’m tentatively shaking You don’t have to look Can’t say I’m sorry I can’t say I’m ashamed Can’t think of tomorrow When it seems so far away We dance like this Because it feels so damn good If we could dance better Well you know that we would We dance like this Because it feels so damn good If we could dance better Well you know that we would
Gasoline And Dirty Sheets
Someone in a dangerous place Someone got lost somewhere Many people are locked outside Many people lost out there Many people they can’t get in Many people they pay no mind Many people they leave this place And many people are freed of time Well now this man he could be king This woman she’s the royalty This woman she’s brave and strong She’s got no name but she is family Gasoline and dirty sheets Politics and painted face She says that freedom costs too much She says the mind is not place This situation drags me down They form a country in my house On the stage and in the street I will be a human being I will come down off the stage The marketplace and the shopping mall Into the house, the rooms of war Look at me now and recall Vacuum-packed don’t rock my world And the money back guarantee don’t make my day And no feeling of security They say the answer’s one click away Gasoline and dirty sheets Politics and a painted face She says that freedom costs too much She says the mind is not place Gasoline and dirty sheets Politics and a painted face She says that freedom costs too much She says the mind is not place
Every Day Is A Miracle
The rose is pruned to a perfect shape Perfect for whom, I wonder The chicken thinks in mysterious ways But beauty is not what we’re after Now the chicken imagines a heaven Full of roosters and plenty of corn And God is a very old rooster And eggs are like Jesus, his son Every day is miracle Every day is an unpaid bill You’ve got to sing for your supper Love one another Cockroach might eat Mona Lisa The pope don’t mean shit to a dog And elephants don’t read newspapers And the kiss of a chicken is hot The brain of a chicken And the dick of a donkey A pig in a blanket And that’s why you want me What does it feel like To be your tongue Moving around in your mouth To be free in the forest of your love A cockroach in the cosmos of your house Every day is miracle Every day is an unpaid bill You’ve got to sing for your supper Love one another I’m a blond, a brunette and a redhead I thought up the birds and the bees My software is famous all over My money is growing on trees The mind is a soft boiled potato A jewel in a chocolate shell I staple my love to your heart dear With memories and beautiful smells Every day is miracle Every day is an unpaid bill You’ve got to sing for your supper Love one another Every day is miracle Every day is an unpaid bill You’ve got to sing for your supper Love one another
Dog’s Mind
The judge was all hungover When the president took the stand So he didn’t really notice When things got out of hand Then the press boys thank the president And he tells them what to say There’s a photo opportunity And then they’re sent away To a place where nothing matters Where the wheels of progress turn Where reality is fiction But the dogs show no concern Now the clerks look out the windows At those dogs down in the park Every window holds a staring face Every desk stands piled with work Now a dog cannot imagine What it is to drive a car And we in turn are limited By what it is we are We are dogs in our own paradise In a theme park of our own Doggy dancers doing doody Doggy dreaming all day long Dreaming all day long Happy all day long Dreaming all day long In a paradise of our own We are dogs in our own paradise In a theme park of our own Doggy dancers doing doody Doggy dreaming all day long
This Is That
When the song comes on When I hear them say Everything stops Everything changes There’s nothing special now It’s nothing profound But something about the way it sounds When the melody ends And the rhythm kicks in It knows where I’m at And it knows where I’ve been That’s when I call you up That’s when my river overflows That’s when I use my cash card That’s when I think of who you are That’s when there’s a knock at the door And that’s what we’re doing it for Well that’s I got your message That’s when I sing this song That’s when he says it’s over That’s when my life is in your hands now That’s when I call you up That’s when my river overflows That’s when I use my cash card That’s when I think of who you are This is when This is now This is that This is how This is what This is then This is where
It’s Not Dark Up Here
There’s nothing funny about making money It wouldn’t work if it was There’s nothing funny about going to heaven And there’s nothing funny about love Hey! It’s not dark up here Hey! It’s not very far Hey! It’s cool in my house Hey! It’s loud in my car It costs money if you want to party And it costs money if you want to look [?] My hairdresser, she gives me the news Hey! It’s not dark up here Hey! It’s not very far Hey! It’s cool in my house Hey! It’s loud in my car There’s only one way to read a book And there’s only one way to watch tv Well there’s only one way to smell a flower But there’s millions of ways to be free Does winter follow spring Like night follows day Must a question have an answer Can’t there be another way Would you like to talk about it Would you like to pull my hair Plants have roots But I don’t know if they’re deep enough to make me stay Does winter follow spring Like night follows day Must a question have an answer Can’t there be another way Hey! It’s not dark up here Hey! It’s not very far Hey! It’s cool in my house Hey! It’s loud in my car
Bullet
The bullet went into him His skin did part in two Skin that women had touched The bullet passed on through The bullet went into him It went its merry way Like an old grey dog On a fox’s trail The bullet went into him His stomach filled with food Many fine meals he tasted there But the bullet passed on through The bullet went into him It went its merry way Like an old grey dog On a fox’s trail The bullet went into him Through his heart with thoughts of you Where your kisses he inhaled The lies and the truth The bullet went into him Traveled up into his head Through thoughts of love and hate The living and the dead The bullet went into him It went its merry way Like an old grey dog On a fox’s trail
Doing The Right Thing
I’m always, I’m always doing the right thing (that’s right) I’m always, I’m always doing the right thing (help me now) What am I supposed to do with this? What am I supposed to know about this? What am I supposed to have in my hands? What is written on that paper you have? I’m always doing the right thing I’m doing the right thing (help me now) What am I not supposed to do now? What’s that and is it my business? What exactly, exactly did you tell me? What’s good, does that mean it’s right? I’m always doing the right thing I’m doing the right thing She and I visit the tourist shrines We are proud of our automobile She picks out some arts and crafts I’m deep into the local cuisine Let me show you my latest CD Let me take you to the restaurant Let me drive you to my country house I hope you appreciate [?] I’m always doing the right thing I’m doing the right thing I’m not alone And we’re all the same And the world won’t end It will just change its name Now give me the bat Give me the ball This is my job Let’s get involved Give me the phone Give me the sign Give me good luck What’s yours is mine I’m always doing the right thing I’m doing the right thing I’m always doing the right thing I’m doing the right thing I’m always doing the right thing I’m doing the right thing
Everybody’s Coming To My House
I wish I was a camera I wish I was a postcard I welcome you to my house You didn’t have to go far A house and a garden There are, there’s plants and trees Make a, a closer inspection If you get, get down on your knees Now everybody’s coming to my house And I’m never gonna be alone And everybody’s coming to my house And they’re never gonna go back home I’m pointing and describing And I can be your guide The skin is just a roadmap The view is very nice Imagine looking at a picture Imagine driving in a car Imagine rolling down the window Imagine opening the door Everybody’s coming to my house Everybody’s coming to my house I’m never gonna be alone And they’re never gonna go back home We’re only tourists in this life Only tourists but the view is nice And we’re never gonna go back home No we’re never gonna go back home (all right) We’re only tourists in this life Only tourists but the view is nice Now everybody’s coming to my house And I’m never gonna be alone And everybody’s coming to my house And they’re never gonna go back home Everybody’s coming to my house Everybody’s coming to my house I’m never gonna be alone And I’m never gonna go back home
Here
Here is a region of abundant details Here is a region that is seldom used Here is a region that continues living Even when the other sections are removed Put your hand out of your pocket Wipe the sweat off of your brow Now it feels like a bad connection No more information now As it passes through your neurons Like a whisper in the dark Raise your eyes to the one who loves you It is safe right where you are Here is an area Of great confusion Here is a section That’s extremely precise And here is an area That needs attention Here is a connection With an opposite side Here is many sounds For your brain to comprehend Here the sound is organised Into things that make some sense Here there is something We call hallucination Is it the truth or merely a description