Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess.
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk.
I'll see you heaven if you make the list.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.
Are we losing touch?
If you believed
They put a man on the moon,
Man on the moon.
If you believe
There's nothing up my sleeve,
Then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood.
Newton got beaned by the apple good.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask.

Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.
Are you having fun?
If you believed
They put a man on the moon,
Man on the moon.
If you believe
There's nothing up my sleeve,
Then nothing is cool.

Here's a little agit for the never-believer.
Here's a little ghost for the offering.
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's.
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling
Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?

Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.
Are we losing touch?
If you believed
They put a man on the moon,
Man on the moon.
If you believe
There's nothing up my sleeve,
Then nothing is cool.

If you believed
They put a man on the moon,
Man on the moon.
If you believe
There's nothing up my sleeve,
Then nothing is cool.

I've watched the stars fall silent from your eyes.
Oh the sights that I have seen.
I can't believe that I believed,
I wish that you could see
There's a new planet in the solar system.
There is nothing up my sleeve.

I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs
I'm tossing off punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls,
Crashing to the ground.

In all this talk of time, talk is fine.
But I don't want to stay around.
Why can't we pantomime
Just close our eyes and sleep sweet dreams
me and you with wings on our feet?

I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs
I'm tossing off punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls,
Crashing to the ground.

I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great beyond

I want the hummingbirds, a dancing bear,
The sweetest dreams of you.
I'm looking to the stars
I'm looking to the moon.

I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs
I'm tossing off punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls,
Crashing to the ground.

I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great beyond

A Public service announcement followed me home the other day
I paid it nevermind. Go away.
Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick
Free Teflon whitewashed presidency
We're sick of being jerked around
Wear that on your sleeve

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down.

Have you ever seen the televised St. Vitus subcommittee prize
Investigation dance? Those-ants-in- pants glances.
Well, look behind the eyes
It's a hallowed, hollow anesthesized
"Save my own ass, screw these guys"
Smoke and mirror lock down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
The papers wouldn't lie!
I sigh. Not one more

Its been a bad day.
Please dont take a picture
It's been a bad day.
Please

We're dug in the deep the price is steep.
The auctioneer is such a creep.
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal.
Here's the church, here's the steeple
Please stay tuned--we cut to sequel
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings.
Embrace the lowest fear/Ignore the lower fears
Ugh, this means war.

It's been a bad day.

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down.

It's been a bad day...

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?"
Is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb,
Not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh

I'd studied your cartoons, radio,
Music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said,
"Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
A smile like the cartoon,
Tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?"
Is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
Butterfly decal, rear-view mirror,
Dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon,
Tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood,
Don't fuck with me, uh-huh

Humming
All the way to Reno
You've dusted the non believers
And challenged the laws of chance
Now, sweet
You were so sugar sweet
You may as well have had "kick me"
Fastened on your sleeve

You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star

Wing
Is written on your feet
Your Achilles heel
Is a tendency
To dream
But you've known that from the beginning
You didn't have to go so far
You didn't have to go.

You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star

You know who you are
You know who you are
You know who you are.

Humming
All the way to Reno
You've written your own directions
And whistled the rules of change
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star

Humming
All the way to Reno
You're gonna be a star, you are
You're gonna be a star
You're gonna be a star, you are
You're gonna be a star

Life is bigger It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this, consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

Look up. What do you see? All of you and all of me, fluorescent and starry, some of them they surprise. busride. I went to write this, 4 a.m., this letter. Fields of poppies, little pearls. All the boys and all the girls--sweet-toothed, each and every one a little scary. I said your name. I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars, hash bars, cherry mash and tin foil tiaras. Dreaming of Maria Callas, whoever she is. This fame thing, I don't get it. I wrapped my hand in plastic to try to look through it. Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves. I can take you far. This star thing, I don't get it. [I'll take you over. I'll take you there.] Aluminum, it tastes like fear. Adrenaline, it pulls us near. Will you live to 83? Will you ever welcome me, will you show me something that nobody else has seen? Smoke it, drink. Here comes the flood, anything to thin the blood. These corrosives do their magic slowly, and sweet. Phone, eat it, drink. Just another chink, cuts and dents they catch the light. Aluminum, the weakest link. I don't want to disappoint you. I'm not here to anoint you. I would lick your feet but is that the sickest move, I wear my own crown, and sadness, and sorrow, and who'd of thought tomorrow could be so strange? My loss. And here we go again. [I'll take you over. I'll take you there.] Aluminium, it tastes like fear. Adrenaline, it pulls us near. It tastes like fear. It pulls us near. Look up. What do you see? All of you and all of me, flourescent and starry, some of them they surprise. I can't look it in the eyes. Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene, cherry-flavored neck and collar. I can smell the sorrow on your breath. The sweat, victory and sorrow. This smell thing, I got it. [I'll take you over. I'll take you there.] Aluminum, it tastes like fear. Adrenaline, it pulls us near. It tastes like fear. It pulls us near. It tastes like fear. It pulls us near.

Follow me, don't follow me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
Collar me, don't collar me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
We are agents of the free
I've had my fun and now its time to
Serve your conscience overseas
(Over me, not over me)
Coming in fast, over me

High on the roof,
Thin the blood,
Another one on the waves tonight,
Comin' in, you're home

We'd circle and we'd circle
And we'd circle to stop and consider
And centered on the pavement
Stacked up all the trucks
Jacked up and our wheels in slush and orange crush
In pocket and all this here country
Hell any country it's just like heaven here
And I was remembering
And I was just in a different country
And all then this whirlybird
That I headed for I had my goggles
Pulled off I knew it all
I knew every back road and every truck stop

Follow me, don't follow me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
Collar me, don't collar me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
We are agents of the free
I've had my fun and now its time to
Serve your conscience overseas
(Over me, not over me)
Coming in fast, over me

High on the roof,
Thin the blood,
Another one on the waves tonight,
Comin' in, you're home

Charades, pop skill
Water hyacinth, named by a poet.
Imitation of life
Like a koi in a frozen pond
Like a goldfish in a bowl
I dont want to hear you cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's cinnamon thats hollywood
C'mon c'mon no one can see you try

You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing since bread came sliced.
You've got it all, you've got it sized.
Like a friday fashion show teenager
Freezing in the corner
Trying to look like you dont try

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's cinnamon thats hollywood
C'mon c'mon no one can see you try

No one can see you cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's freezing rain thats what you could
C'mon c'mon no one can see you cry

This sugarcane
This lemonade
This hurricane, i'm not afraid.
C'mon c'mon no one can see me cry
This lightning storm
This tidal wave
This avalanche, i'm not afraid.
C'mon c'mon no one can see me cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's who you are, thats what you could
C'mon c'mon no one can see you cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's who you are, thats what you could
C'mon c'mon no one can see you cry.

Receiving departement, 3 a.m.
Staff cuts have socked up the overage
Directives are posted.
No callbacks, complaints.
Everywhere is calm

Hong Kong is present
Taipei awakes
All talk of circadian rhythm

I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Daysleeper

The bull and the bear are marking
Their territories
They're leading the blind with
Their international glories

I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night.

I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Don't wake me with so much.
Daysleeper.

I cried the other night
I can't even say why
Fluorescent flat caffeine lights
Its furious balancing

I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night
I see today...
Don't wake me with so much. The
Ocean machine is set to 9
I'll squeeze into heaven and valentine
My bed is pulling me,
Gravity
Daysleeper (x 5)

Hey what's the big deal?
Tell me how to feel
I know where I boomeranged and fell from grace.
Point me to the stars, I'm up for the chase.
I. know. where. we. fell. on. our. face.
Jump with me.
you jump with me.

Hey,
What's the big deal?
I'm an animal.
I'm an animal.
I'm an animal.
The answer landed on my rooftop, whoa
The future and the truth on my rooftop, whoa
It's calling me to work it out (x 2)

I don't wanna boomerang
I don't wanna cannonball
Now, I'm not angling.
I don't want to fall.
Tell me I'm the anchor of my own ascension
Tell me I'm a tourist in the 4th dimension
Hey,
What's the big deal?
I'm an animal.
I'm an animal.
I'm an animal.
The answer landed on my rooftop, whoa
The future and the truth on my rooftop, whoa
It's calling me to work it out (x 2)

Work it out.

I am vibrating at the speed of light.
Take my hand we'll wind up the night.
Spin me, win me, lift me, kiss me.
Trip me, cuss me, bend me, trust me.
Touch me now
You take my hand
You trust me now
You understand

So,
What's the big deal?
I'm an animal
I'm an animal
I'm an animal
The answer landed on my rooftop, whoa
The future and the truth on my rooftop, whoa
It's calling me to work it out (x 2)

I am vibrating at the speed of light

This here is the place where I will be staying.
There isn't a number. You can call the pay phone.
Let it ring a long, long, long, long time.
If I don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more.
If I don't pick up, pick up...
The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil

Call me when you try to wake her up.
Call me when you try to wake her.

There are scratches all around the coin slot
Like a heartbeat, baby trying to wake up,
But this machine can only swallow money.
You can't lay a patch by computer design.
It's just a lot of stupid, stupid signs.

Tell her,
Tell her she can kiss my ass,
And laugh and say that you were only kidding.
That way she'll know that it's really, really, really, really me.

Call me when you try to wake her up.
Call me when you try to wake her.

Baby, instant soup doesn't really grab me.
Today I need something more sub-sub-sub-substantial.
A can of beans or black-eyed peas
Some Nescafe and ice,
A candy bar, a falling star,
Or a reading from Doctor Seuss;

Call me when you try to wake her up.
Call me when you try to wake her.

The cat in the hat came back,
Wrecked a lot of havoc on the way,
Always had a smile and a reason to pretend.
But their world has flat backgrounds
And little need to sleep but to dream.
The sidewinder sleeps on his back.

Call me when you try to wake her up.
Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up

We've got to moogie, moogie, move on this one.

Stand in the place where you live
Now face North
Think about direction
Wonder why you haven't
Now stand in the place where you work
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't before

If you are confused check with the sun
Carry a compass to help you along
Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around, so

Your eyes are burning holes through me.
I'm gasoline. I'm burnin' clean.
Twentieth century go and sleep.
You're Pleistocene. That is obscene. That is obscene.

You are the star tonight.
Your sun electric, outasight.
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight.
Electrolite.
You're outasight.

If I ever want to fly.
Mulholland Drive.
I am alive.
Hollywood is under me.
I'm Martin Sheen
I'm Steve McQueen
I'm Jimmy Dean

You are the star tonight.
Your sun electric, outasight.
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight.
Electrolite.
You're outasight.

If you ever want to fly.
Mulholland Drive.
Up in the sky.
Stand on a cliff and look down there.
Don't be scared
you are alive.
You are alive.

You are the star tonight.
Your sun electric outasight.
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight.
Electrolite.
You're outasight.

Twentieth century go and sleep.
Really deep. We won't blink
Your eyes are burning holes through me.
I'm not scared I'm outta here.
I'm not scared. I'm outta here.

I know you say
Maybe some day
I need never be alone
I know I say
It's the right way
But you'll never be the one

I've been walking alone now
For a long, long time
I don't wanna hang out now
With the friends that just aren't mine

Party to party
You've been looking
But your search will never end
You've been hanging
With the wrong crowd
You've got all the right friends

I've been walking alone now
For a long, long time
I don't want to hang out now
With the friends that just aren't mine

I said I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore
I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore

When your day is long and the night,
The night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough
With this life,
Well hang on

Don't let yourself go,
'Cause everybody cries
And everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong
Now it's time to sing along
When your days is night alone,
If you feel like letting go,
When you think you've had too much
Of this life,
Well hang on

Everybody hurts
Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts
Don't throw your hand
Oh, no
Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone,
No, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life,
The days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much
Of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts,
Sometimes everybody cries
And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes
So, hold on, hold on, hold on...
(Everybody hurts... You are not alone)

I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile

I read bad poetry
Into your machine.
I save your messages
Just to hear your voice.
You always listen carefully
To awkard rhymes.
You always say your name,
Like I wouldn't know it's you,
At your most beautiful.

I've found a way to make you
I've found away
A way to make you smile

At my most beautiful
I count your eyelashes, secretly.
With every one, whisper I love you.
I let you sleep.
I know you're closed eye watching me,
Listening.
I thought I saw a smile.

I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard,
Taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming
Deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday.

Nightswimming,
remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe
Nightswimming.

You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
This one laughing quietly
Underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.

The photograph reflects,
Every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet
Night, deserves a quiet night.