It's another way, to get through the day, Picking up ripped cigarette boxes hoping that one remains Yellow lucky day, suck deep and bathe, For the next ten minutes spent coughing all the pleasures craved Write down all the things that you'd like to say, Write down all the things that you'd like to change, Write down all the places you'd like to stay, Write down anything that you want Is yesterday, tomorrow, today? Is nothing gonna change the way? Cracked rock top wall, left the ash to fall, left alone to wait, I've never looked at things I've liked only things I hate You're not the first today, not the softest face, Was there any that you liked? was there any that you didn't fake? Write down all the things that you'd like to be, Write down all the things that you don't believe, Write down all the places you'd like to see, Write down anything that you want Is yesterday, tomorrow, today? Is nothing gonna change the way? Because, everything that's you, And the things that you like to do, And all of the things that are, Come back again, come back again, Come back again, come back again, Come back again, Is yesterday, tomorrow, today?
A Minute Longer
They're calling out, come on lets go, But I'm miles away to a year before, Laughs from the glass, drank to the past, On the old green seat, like velvet to the hand Think I'd like to stay a minute longer Would you like to stay a minute longer? Last one for some, sick from the rum, I played golf on the carpet with someone, Crash back to date, few things I hate, But I'd rather us live in the present day Think I'd like to stay a minute longer Would you like to stay a minute longer? Think I'd like to stay a minute longer Would you like to stay a minute longer? If you like I'll stay a minute longer If you like I'll stay a minute longer Its longer, Its longer, Its longer, Longer
She Takes Her Clothes Off
She's got another fantasy, She lives in flat number twenty three, Picked first prize for carnival queen, And now she takes her clothes off, Collects the covers off her magazines, She longs to be another teenage dream, The problem is she's turning forty three, She still takes her clothes off Got the nick-name porta bubble Joan, They found her dead, dead as nails at home, And she said, I'm gonna be another Marilyn, Bleach my hair, and get real thin, And everybody's gonna wanna dance with me She loved to have her little fantasies, She longed to be the wife of Jimmy Dean, But Jimmy's head sits in Jimmy's knees, She loved to take her clothes off Police are looking round at twenty three, They found her hanging from her swollen feet, They saw her dance last in Woolworth street, She loved to take her clothes off Got the nick-name porta bubble Joan, They found her dead, dead as nails at home, And she said, I'm gonna be another Marilyn, Bleach my head, and get real thin, And everybody's gonna wanna dance with me Everybody's gonna wanna dance with me, Everybody wants to be the carnival queen, Everybody's gonna wanna dance with me, Everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen, We all read the books, she takes her clothes off, One by one, one by one, off again
Plastic California
Plastic California, looks like Blackpool outta date, Some love, some hate, It's all your competition, It's not my occupation, true, But it's what you do Some love, some hate, Some love, some hate, I like pink architecture, Flip back my red strip deck chair, Prove, we got nothing to prove, Gin stroke amnesia problems, Overhearing talk of Hollywood, We wish we could, you should Some love and some hate, Some love and some hate, la la la la la la la la It's a beautiful place for nature, And all the beautiful people make it true, You look good as you Some love and some hate, Some love and some hate, Makes me feel great, Makes me feel great, I feel new, d'you feel new? ha, ha, D'you feel new? ha, ha, D'you feel new? ha, ha, ha, ha Well I'm pleased to meet you
I Stopped To Fill My Car Up
I stopped to fill my car up, The car felt good that day, I didn't know where I was going, But it felt good for a change A five and a pocket full of silver, I paid the lady no change, And then it started to piss down, I started driving again, And then I looked up, And looked in the mirror behind me, And then I looked up, And looked in the mirror behind me A man round forty in the backseat, Must have stepped in when I was empty, So why's he sat there just waiting? Likely to smash my face in He had a bag full of money, He said just drive me away, I didn't know where I was going, But it felt good to be strange And still I look up, And look in the mirror behind me, And still I look up, And look in the mirror behind me, Curiosity is over, I stepped down from the car, He pulled a gun from his jacket, Said I was going to die It gives me so much satisfaction, To watch you beg and cry, Well I just made up this story, To get your attention makes me smile I never looked up, or looked in the mirror behind me, I never looked up, or looked in the mirror behind me,