Please wait...
( its long, sorry )
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'cause we behave the same...
We are dumb all over
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight
Nurds on the right
Religious fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
'bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
Without no feet
'n pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religious fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'n disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state
Hooray! that's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears (get down!)
Not his, not hers, (but what the hey? )
The good book says:
("it gotta be that way!")
But their book says:
"revenge the crusades...
With whips 'n chains
'n hand grenades..."
Two arms? two arms?
Have another and another
Our God says:
"there ain't no other!"
Our God says
"it's all okay!"
Our God says
"this is the way!"
"burn 'n destroy...
'n repent, 'n redeem
'n revenge, 'n deploy
'n rumble thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the other side
'cause they don't go for what's in the book
'n that makes 'em bad
So verily we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them down
Or rent a nice french bomb
To poof them out of existence
While leaving their real estate just where we need it
To use again
For temples in which to praise our god
("cause he can really take care of business!")
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blond wife who takes phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to hebbin!
(depending on which book you're using at the
Time...can't use theirs... it don't work
...it's all lies...gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Every day...
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following god's orders
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doin'
He wrote this book here
An' the book says:
He made us all to be just like him, "
So...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
(an' maybe even a little ugly on the side)
I wish I was a butterfly I'd fly and fly
Until it was my time to die
It's creeping in again
I know what I really am
No more pretty, purple,
Peaceful butterfly
If I were a butterfly
I'd fly and fly
Until it was my time to die
Its creeping in again
I know what I really am
No more pretty, purple,
Peaceful butterfly
Come see the blood that's in my bed
Come hear the things
That nobody talks about
Shut up you mouth
Shame on you shame on me
I wish I was a honey bee
Anything, anything other than
The things I have been
I slip out of my skin
So I don't have to do it again
But just a passing thought
And your filth is seeping in
They won't come clean
Come sit with me
While the walls press in on me
Shut off that light
Shame on you. shame on me.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
( but only in the way that Chrissie Hynde and band could do it. not the original crap-noise )
What am I doing here?
What am I waiting for?
Will somebody fall from Heaven And join me on the floor?
Why am I holding Out, Pretending it might make sense?
I will not understand this any better then.
If Sugar Falls all over me:
If Sugar Falls then we'll see
So, I'll wait, as I always wait, as I always wish for something more
What if I try escaping
hoping for some repair
and then what if all of this
Heartache follows to find me there?
Please, I Don't Know What You're Saying
It All Sounds Like Mud To Me
There's A Man Here
I've Seen His Face
He's Sure I'll Recognize Him And He's Breathing All His Hate On Me
He Binds My Wrists And He Throws Me Down
And I Can't See
Wake Me
I Hope I'm Dreaming
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Wake Me.
There Must Be Some Mistake
No, I Don't Hear What I'm Hearing
Fear You Are My New Best Friend
Cause These Wicked Boys Brought Their Pieces And Their Itchy Fingers
And The Panic Crawls Into My Throat Cause I Turn My Head And They're Looking At Me.
And I Can't Breathe
Save Me I Think I'm Bleeding
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Save Me
There Must Be Some Mistake
And I Can't Scream
I Can't Scream
I'm Bleeding
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Save Me
There Must Be Some Mistake
Save Me
Look, I'm Bleeding
I Am Beautiful
I'm Beautiful
Save Me
Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford
To buy a pair of Mod A Go-Go stretch-elastic pants . . .
THERE WILL COME A TIME WHEN YOU CAN EVEN
TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF WHEN YOU DANCE
Crying loud, you are crawling on the floor
Just a beautiful baby
You're nothing more
Close your eyes
You are crawling into sleep
I swear I won't break you
If you let me take you
Where the willows never weep
Where the willows never weep
Coming quick into your wonderland
Flying high on bleached white sand
Tranquilized by lights
You'll lose your way
Well just come with me
And I'll make you see
With me you'll want to stay
Can baby come out to play
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down
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But still you're up in the air
And loving your wings
My dear, you play the clown
You're still up in the air
And loving your wings
What's gonna happen when you come down
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Crying loud, you are crawling on the floor
Just a beautiful baby
You're nothing more
Close your eyes
You are crawling into sleep
I swear I won't break you
If you let me take you
Where the willows never weep
Where the willows never weep
Coming quick into your wonderland
Flying high on bleached white sand
Tranquilized by lights
You'll lose your way
Well just come with me
And I'll make you see
With me you'll want to stay
Can baby come out to play
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down you're going
Down
Circus lights are shutting slowly down
But still you're up in the air
And loving your wings
My dear, you play the clown
You're still up in the air
And loving your wings
What's gonna happen when you come down