1. Rattlesnake
Letīs go hang out in a mall, or a morgue, a smorgasbord
Letīs go hang out in a church
Weīll go find lurch
Then weīll haul ass down through the abbey
Is it money, is it fame
Whatīs in a name, shame?
Is it money, is it fame
Or were they always this lame?
Itīs a crazy, crazy mixed up town
But itīs the rattlesnake I fear
In another place, in another time
Iīd be drivinī trucks my dear, dear, dear
Letīs go hang out in a bar
Itīs not too far
Weīll take my car
Weīll lay flowers at the grave of jesco white
The sinnerīs saint
The rack is full and so are we
Of laughing gas and ennui
Itīs a crazy, crazy mixed up town
But itīs the rattlesnake I fear
In another place, in another time
Iīd be drivinī trucks my dear
Iīd be skinninī hunted deer, deer
Itīs a crazy, crazy mixed up town
But itīs the rattlesnake I fear
In another place, in another time
Iīd be drivinī trucks my dear
Iīd be skinninī hunted deer, deer, dee
2. Lakiniīs Juice
It was an evening I shared with the sun
To find out where we belong
From the earliest days
We were dancing in the shadows
More wine
Cuz I got to have it
More skin
Cuz I got to eat it
Inside the outside
By the river
Used to be so calm
Used to be so sane
I rushed the ladyīs room
Took the water from the toilet
Washed her feet and blessed her name
More peace
Is such a dirty habit
Slow down, weīre too afraid
Let me ride
Let me ride
Burn my eyes
Let me ride
It was an evening I shared with the sun
To find out where we belong
From the earliest days
We were dancing in the shadows
Slow down, weīre too afraid
Let me ride
Let me ride
Burn my eyes
Let me ride
Let me ride
3. Graze
People should not be afraid
We came to the earth to graze
No shortcuts to the face, this means you
A child gives you his shoes
People should not be afraid
We came to the earth to graze
If it slithers into the haze
It canīt be true
A child gives you his shoes
In the early morning, cut her down
The pill, she needs your love
Forget your mother and your father
They arenīt important son
We came to the earth to graze
Everyoneīs digginī in
Now thereīs no time to live
Live
People should not be afraid
The artist does figure eights
But will it stand the test of time
Or will it rot
Like the mission that tried too hard
In the early morning, cut her down
The pill, she needs your love
Forget your mother and your father
Youīll fall apart inside
We came to the earth to graze
Everyoneīs digginī in
Now thereīs no time to live
Live
We came to the earth to graze
Everyoneīs digginī in
Now thereīs no time to live
Live
In the early morning, cut her down
The pill, she needs your love
Forget your mother and your father
Youīll fall apart inside
We came to the earth to graze
Everyoneīs digginī in
Now thereīs no time to live
Live
4. Century
Everybodyīs here
Puke stinks like beer
This could be a city
This could be a graveyard
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
Everybodyīs anxious
For the coming of the crisis
The collapse of the justice
I can smell your armpits
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
This puke stinks like beer and everybodyīs here
Come on, come on, come on
Letīs lay waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
Return to nothing, and help me
Everybodyīs anxious
The crowd is all around us
The followers of Aldous
Are spinning with their mescaline
A man behind the altar screams
You stole my idea
You were my idea
This puke stinks like beer and everybodyīs here
Come on, come on, come on
Letīs lay waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
Return to nothing and help me
Come on, come on, come on
Letīs lay waste to this century
On the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips
Dangled with tongue
On the edge of a peace that canīt stand low
And wonīt stand tall
Come on, come on, come on
Letīs lay waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
Return to nothing and help me
Come on, come on, come on
Itīs amazing what we can do with love
With some matches and gasoline, do with love
Itīs amazing what we can do with love
5. Ghost
Everybody has a ghost
Everybody has a ghost who sings like you do
Yours is not like mine, itīs alright, keep it up
Boy loses rib in New Orleans
He canīt help eyeinī up the whores
Under the bridge
Boy loses rib and lets a hellified cry into the dark
Where did I go wrong?
Where did I go wrong?
I never needed this before
I need a woman to help me feel
Everybody has the dream
Everybody has the dream
Like a world tattoo
Yours is not like mine, itīs alright, keep it up
The scalped dives into the skin
Good doctors never leave a scar
No proof again
Iīll take the myth, you take the blood
Itīs all the same to the world dreamer
Itīs all the same in the end
Where did I go wrong?
I never needed this before
I need a woman to help me feel
Feel, feel
Everybody has a ghost
Everybody has a ghost who sings like you do
Yours is not like mine, itīs alright, keep it up
Boy loses rib in new orleans
He trades some ether for a chance
Under the bridge
Boy loses rib as heīs summoned to the mud
Flat on his back
Cryinī where did I go wrong?
Where did I go wrong?
I never needed this before
I need a woman to help me feel
Feel, feel
Where did I go wrong?
I never needed this before
I need a woman to help me feel
Feel, feel
6. Unsheathed
The babyīs not screaming enough
The singerīs not singing enough
Ramanaīs not breathing, to us
Behold the unsheathing, itīs love
The blade is not ready to cut
Itīs dull from our thinking, itīs rough
Free love is a world I canīt linger too long in
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin
Behold the unsheathing, itīs love
Behold the unsheathing, itīs love
Free love is a knife through the jugular vein son
Free love, I canīt afford to add up what you fuckers are made of
Free love is a world I canīt linger too long in
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin
7. Insomnia and the Hole in the Universe
My brother kicked his feet to sleep
My brother kicked his feet to sleep
My brother kicked his feet to sleep and I sang the dirge song
My brother never missed a beat
My brother kicked his feet to sleep
My brother kicked his feet to sleep and I sang the dirge song
My brother kicked his feet to sleep
My brother kicked his feet to sleep, sweet feet
My brother kicked his feet to sleep and I sang the dirge song
Angel, donīt you have some bagels in my oven?
Lady, donīt you know a man when you see one?
Crazy lady with the shiny shoes, where are you?
Kick your feet and calm the space that makes you hollow
Little swamiīs got his bowl to eat
Little swami always walks his beat, sweet feet
Little swamiīs got his bowl to eat and I sing the dirge song
Itīs amazing how they come to see
The little swami with his bowl to eat, sweet feet
The little swami only wears a sheet and wonīt sing the dirge song
Angel, donīt you have some bagels in my oven?
Lady, donīt you know a man when you see one?
Crazy lady now with the shiny shoes, where are you?
Kick your feet and calm the space that makes you hollow
Hollow, hollow
Anal, tight-assed soldier with that dogged heart
Put down your gun
We are ready to explode, we gotta take it smart and take it slow
Angel, donīt you have some bagels in my oven?
Lady, donīt you know a man when you see one?
Crazy lady now with the shiny shoes, where are you?
Kick your feet and calm the space that makes you hollow
Angel, donīt you..hollow
Angel, donīt you..hollow
8. Turn My Head
Anyone, caught in you mystery
Keep it angry
Keep it whispy
Iīve fallen down
Drunk on your juices
Turn my head, turn my head
Itīs aimed at you
Funky temple
Your dress is torn to shreds
Your eyes are crazy
I bowed to save my head and
I canīt forget you
But I can remember
Turn my head, turn my head
Itīs aimed at you
Turn my head, turn my head
Itīs aimed at you, baby, baby
Oh no, we came to love you
All day these bastards are leavinī
Somebodyīs go to stay
Whatever we called you
Itīs just a name
Just a name
Turn my head, turn my head, turn my head
Itīs aimed at you
Turn my head, turn my head, turn my head
Itīs aimed at you
Itīs aimed at you
9. Heropsychodreamer
Iīll kill you in my dreams
I turn the other cheek during the day
Iīll kill you all
The subculture of my dreams is waiting for me to fall asleep
I know youīre scared, you should be
I know youīre scared
Hero
Dreamer
This attic of my mind
These feelings I canīt hide, I canīt share
I feel alone, ah yeah
The subconscious keeps me here
I fell in love with a balladeer
I saw your tongue, it licked my heart
They called you queer
Hero
Dreamer
Hero
They called you queer
They called you queer
They called you queer
They called you quee
10. Freaks
If the mother goes to sleep with you
Will you run and tell geraldo
If the mother bears your children without tears
Without the usual costs of labor
If the mother goes to bed with you
Will you run and tell the neighbors
Will you hide behind that get up that you wear
Or will you take the first ear that comes into contact with your blade like peter did on the hill
Will you call her a freak?
Will you call them freaks?
If the mother goes to bed with you
Will you run and tell the papers
How she picked you from a line up in downtown philadelphia
With a cigarette hanginī out of your mouth and henry miller in your back pocket
You little fucker
If the mother goes to bed with you
In the bowels of the cathedral
Will you render her asunder with what she really needs
Or will you crash that beautiful silence with some talk about finding yourself in you motherīs arm
s
Will you call her a freak?
Will you call them freaks
Or will you call them gods?
Will you call them freaks?
You know you sperm is weak
You never looked, so high
To ever find her so low
You did not have to go, that far
To show her you were holy
Now you know theyīre gonna come for you
And drag your silly name into the mud
If the mother bears your children without tears
And without the usual costs of labor
Will you call her a freak?
Will you call them freaks
Or will you call them gods?
Will you call them freaks?
You know you sperm is weak
You never looked, so high
To ever find her so low
You did not have to go, that far
To show her you were, show her you were holy
To show her you were holy
To show her you were holy
To show her you were holy
11. Merica
Looks like americaīs dropped her load
She was ready to explode
I could not see her from up here
Cuz she was lyinī in the road
My headīs in the ground
I canīt make a sound
My headīs in the ground
Looks like americaīs dropped her load
She tried to call me on the telephone
"Everything is fine, now the babyīs here!"
Sheīll have to handle this one on her own
My headīs in the ground
I canīt make a sound
The priests were all stoned
California was in my mind
And love was a game that we played
My headīs in the ground
I canīt make a sound
The priests were all stoned
The fact that you moaned
My headīs in the ground
My headīs in the ground
My headīs in the ground
12. Gas Hed Goes West
If I was half alive
Then you were dead
Subsistinī on that same old bread
Itīs the memory that hides
The whole wide world
Itīs the gas hedīs love of america
Itīs the memory that hides
Take your photographs back
For the love of all gods
Our gas hed marches on
Our gas hed marches on
Heīs a bonified man
A star amongst his clan
And the only one that let me ride
Itīs the memory that dies
Our gas hed was right
When they lanced his skull
There was puss and light
Itīs the memory that dies
So take your photographs back
For the love of all gods
Our gas hed marches on
Our gas hed marches
Itīs the memory that dies
And make your photographs black
For the love of all gods
Our gas hed marches on
Our gas hed marches on
Itīs the memory that dies
So take your photographs back
For the love of all gods
Our gas hed marches on
Our gas hed marches
Gas hed is on the radio, radio, radio
Gas hed is on the radio, radio, radio
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