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B-Sides and Soundtracks
Tattoo Of The Sun
I believe everything you say
Cuz you're not frightened
the way I've been so
So I follow you
Just in case you lose your way
So glad you let me stay around
The chain link fence you climbed
To make forbidden lakes our own
Your's and mine
And with ease of the sea gulls
We cut the engines and cruise high
In the summer sky
Now I could speak to everything
But there's no room for my voice
When sweet feedback is
Jumping through the hoop of your ear
Ring there goes the phone
And then you're off again
On what the caller brings
So I went and trashed myself at the bar
Confused for nothing
thinking you'd be there
I'm so embarrassed cuz it's you
Who comes to take care of me
Shambling home again with you to lead
And it's not the way I want to go
And I'm mad at you and I'm mad at me
Talking endlessly, not a kind word to say
Till your amber beads of wisdom come
And I want to write it down
Just the way you said it
So I could keep it always
I can't forget the smell
Of summer trees at midnight
Bending backwards to please the wind
You touch the tattoo of the sun
On a warm belly that once
carried a baby for a while
Then let that crackled leather jacket round you fold
Red face saints monogrammed in gold
And in this beauty
I would not go any further
Cuz I suddenly remembered
We can't live this way forever
Idle daylight
I've never caught you in a lie
Not until now
I feel somehow
The passing of these days gone by
What will you do when the feeling
That you have is through
I need to know
Cuz I'll never stop hanging on to you
And it's times like this that I dread
When there's everything to say
And nothing left
To be said
And it makes me sad
One of those Christmas Days
I'm gonna stuff my present up your chimney
And the melted snow will make it all wet
Cuz it's gonna be one of those Christmas days
Spent in bed
I will be your little drummer boy
I'll beat it till you feel no pain
Cuz baby you're my Christmas joy
When you're sucking on my candy cane
It's gonna be one of those Christmas days
We spend in bed
It's gonna be one of those Christmas days
We spend in bed
Merry Christmas!
Horror Show
Since I was a little kid
I tried to get out of my head
Trapped on the playground
I would stare at the sky
I didn't even know why
But daily life it took an evil shape
Some conformed
And some tried to escape
And those are the misfits that I have known
Like a sock in the eye
They feel it to the bone
It's a joke that we all know
We're the bait in a horror show
Yeah we are all alone
In a horror show
Banish me and mine to outer space
I'd shoot there in a second
Just for the breathing space
I'd put the punks on the moon
For head-room
Mods rule the galaxy
That's the way I think things should be
The creep in you is the creep in me
Gravity presses down like a lie
We want wild sex
But we don't want to die
Do you feel there's no where to go
We're the bait in a horror show
And we're all alone in a horror show
Yeah we are all alone in a horror show
If I spoke in words of only hate
Tell me would you now
Could you relate?
And I, I wish I met Lou Reed
Out on his darkened sea
'Cause I felt it when his blood would flow
But it doesn't take a thousand years to know
That ship burned a long time ago
And we're all alone in a horror show
We're all alone
We're on our own
In a horror show
