I Want To Wake Up Beautiful
I wanna wake up next to you No, I wanna wake up holding you No, I wanna wake up next to you in my arms I wanna wake up in San Tropez I wanna wake up in disarray I wanna wake up and not be gay ‘cause I wanna wake up with you I wanna wake up beautiful I wanna wake up beautiful I wanna wake up cock and bull I wanna wake up wrapped in wool I wanna know just what I’m after I wanna feel like Cleopatra You’ll never see what’s comin’ at ya I wanna wake up with you I wanna wake up beautiful I wanna wake up skin and bones I wanna feel like The Rolling Stones I wanna spend the night together with you, that’s what I’ll do I wanna wake up beautiful I wanna wake up beautiful, if I could just stop dreaming
Write That Song
We drank past midnight Smashed by the moonlight But I forgot to write that song I felt its friction Though wrapped in fiction But I forgot to write that song Picked up some cues from the populist views But I had to choose And I forgot to write that song I had my pen out While I was talking with my mouth and I tried But I forgot to write that song I got the blues back Some modern muzak That is the reason I’ve been waiting here so long I think I promised When you fell for Adonis and I was lost But I forgot to write that song I shredded letters So it never was ever when I died But I forgot to write that song I got the blues back Some modern muzak Is that the reason I’ve been waiting here so long? so long I got the blues back Some modern muzak And that’s the reason I’ve been waiting here so long
The Age of Dinah Shores
A Neo-Neolithic faux pas Far back as 1942 Preoccupied with intuition So no one really had a clue When folks diverted their attention Things looked much better on the screen So they were following a vision That made them better off I think There were no cavemen in the age of Dinah Shores Upon a familiar consensus There seemed a rhythm to the time To well define your brow and mustache The age of gentlemen sublime To speak of Treece and Raine and Thomas Share a new romantic point of view Blast my neutrinos to the equator I’m sure they’d know just what to do, what to do There were no cavemen in the age of Dinah Shores When looking back at this occasion Would present life be better dead? An earth now full of brash imposters Smashing beer cans with their heads with their heads There were no cavemen in the age of Dinah Shores
Kurash
Undoubtedly a renaissance of some sorts Indefinitely underneath the radar An insubordination of a sports car The underlying cause of world war 3 Kurash the car A hyperbolic method of distortion The interstellar meshes of proportion An anatomical approximation of a porn star The absolute cause of world war 3 Kurash the car Say it out loud and the whole damn crowd will be with you Say it out loud and the smiles on their face will convince you Say it out loud and ask for it by name But don’t turn around It’s marketing a patriotic number In the ever haunting spirit of a hoodoo that studies and exemplifies what you do The overzealous way you wave your hands Kurash the car Say it out loud and the whole damn crowd will be with you Say it out loud and the smiles on their face will convince you Say it out loud and ask for it by name Say it out loud, and the whole damn crowd will be with you
The Sun Won't Touch Me No More
Tim had it coming as he sunk in his core Where you can’t be alone if you can’t be ignored Said the window was open when I hit the floor Where the sun won’t touch me no more Frieda was also affected by rays Or some burned out synapse from her acid days Deciding not to leave there’s nothing left to explore Saying sun won’t touch me no more The clock never rang and you’re glad that you stayed And much more at peace with the bed that was made There’s nothing to imagine And you got it all down for sure, for sure Mare loved a game where no ones keeping score If the light kills the night well then me it’s not for She covered her eyes and put a note on the door saying Sun don’t touch me no more Gene thought that age was the cure Had a wake up call at age twenty four Said I thought I was old but I guess I’m just getting bored And the sun won’t touch me no more The clock never rang and I’m glad that I stayed I’m much more at peace with the bed that I made There’s nothing to imagine And you got it all down for sure Time alone looking forward to time alone In this space I created that I like to call home Disconnect the set, cut the cord on the phone And sleeping for a minute, and thinking for minute, and being for a moment Will you get another moment? For sure, for sure Sooner or later there’ll be no notes on the page From the friends that I made and the ones that I paid It was a woman I loved but it’s me I adore And the sun won’t touch me no more ‘cause I realize that sometimes we’re the same And who really cares what your therapist says When there’s something in store for the man who needs no one no more For sure, the sun won’t touch me no more, the sun won’t touch me no more, for sure the sun won’t touch me no more, the sun won’t touch me no more the sun won’t touch me no more, for sure, I hung a note on the door
Bangalore Torpedo
With a simple way to get itself into in it Though it’s hard to recollect sometimes how it did it Blood bled bright red, fully sped aerodyne Ambition to put on those wings and let it ride There’s a million ideas in the back of my head That can’t be written and can’t be said Be fast, elevated, or disincorporated A mission statement to the lords of decision Inventing reasons to put on a dream hat that you fit in Trying times to fathom what is going off and going right Forlorn to blow a kiss and say good night With a pestilent vision in the back of my skull That might be truthful or ten feet tall If missed, understated: disincorpoated We’re all eyes We’re all eyes And we watch form the sky And we watch from the heavens It’s a popular bloodbath It’s all sixes and sevens Well no man is equal No, no man is even It’s a restless day A simple way to get ones self out of in it To interact without to end the end within it Clear shores, make course with torpedo of Bangalore Investigate and expedite and take in what is left of life And a million ideas in the shape of my head Won’t be erected and won’t be shed Be fast, elevated, or disincorporated And we’re all eyes We’re all eyes We’re all eyes, cadet We’re all eyes, cadet, they said to me We’re all eyes
Small Antennae
So far Hung from strings in anger Happiness is stranger Hoping for whatever, maybe There’s no design there’s no imagining a cause here Get up, get up before the incident fades The stabs of light are happening all around here And the chances of it just won’t Wait for Stations to the levels Decibels and rebels Heretics and Babels happen to be right When the system hits the gravel the ground turns sour, coils unravel Sleep in, sleep in, there is no cause for alarm here It’s all about to turn around on its blind side The souls of murderers all parade around in a line here And the chances of it just can’t wait Same time and the same amount of fear it’s all night at the Same time and it’s all about to clear it’s alright at the Same time with the same amount of fear it’s all night at the Same time and it’s all about to clear Same time and the same amount of fear it’s all night at the Same time and it’s all about to clear it’s alright at the Same time with the same amount of fear it’s all, all right
Carol Templeton
Music’s getting better since you came back The flowers look like summer since you came back The phone it rings more often since you came back The mirror’s got much smarter since you came back The cat has become braver since you came back I guess I never thought about it ‘til you came back Church bells are appealing since you came back I wake up in the mornings since you came back I’ve been getting shit accomplished since you came back I’ve been painting like Picasso since you came back And I’m feeling kind of wired since you came back ‘cause the coffee’s getting stronger since you came back Milk never expires since you came back The villains have all retired since you came back I don’t mind repetition since you came back I guess I never thought about it ‘til you came back I watch movies I once hated since you came back They don’t seem quite as silly since you came back And the future’s getting brighter since you came back I really never thought about it ‘til you came back There is money in my pocket since you came back I’ve been smoking a lot lighter since you came back And I’m feeling kind of wired since you came back And I… I guess I never thought about it ‘til you came back
Deutan Color Vision
There’s a red light ahead but you just can’t stop A red light ahead but you just can’t stop A red light ahead but you just can’t stop Your shoelace is wrapped ‘round the stem of a block A hint in your head but you just can’t stop A red light ahead but you just can’t stop A red light ahead but you just can’t stop Your mind is confused and it’s ready to pop A red light ahead but you just can’t stop A red light ahead but you just can’t stop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop You thought you were a bird now you’re ready to drop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop Red light ahead but you just can’t stop You thought you were a bird now you’re ready to drop
Why Do White Boys Love The Blues?
You have the time and all the money But still it seems like you are pissing up the wrong tree You had a sound but it’s been covered All the way from Ida Cox to Holland Dossier And I am here because I’m guilty For all the misinterpretations in the wrong key And so I tried to keep the torch lit But I just can’t keep up with it, good god Why do white boys love the blues Why do white boys love the blues We’re all so lost and so confused… lord Why do white boys love the blues I have the drive, I have ignition But still it seems like I am lost without a vision I have the tapes and all the vinyl And I’m a fan and I’m a fan and that is final And that’s a fact, a fact, a fact, de facto, man I guess we’ll stick to our decisions and this bands plans And I’m impressed that I have the last word But the more I find the more I wish we were going backwards Why do white boys love the blues Why do white boys love the blues We’re all so lost and so confused… lord Why do white boys love the blues Why do white boys love the blues Why do white boys love the blues We’re all so lost and so confused… lord Why do white boys love the blues The world has no mercy, lord have mercy on me
Singing Airplane
I’m on the ground with one eye opened And it’s a lot to take in The ground is wet and my mind is shaken The ground is wet and my mind is shaken The ground is wet and my mind is shaken The ground is wet and my mind is shaken Behold the architecture Behold the steady wings Behold the evolution The singing airplane Behold the architecture Behold the steady wings Behold the evolution The singing airplane Erupt in view through clouds in vision Erupt in view through clouds in vision Bring out the new emissions They disappear and I am taken They disappear and I am taken They disappear and I am taken Bring out the new emissions They disappear and I am taken And from its architecture It left a smoking ring Beyond the mediocre The singing airplane The friendly skies are welcoming To folks in need of holiday Or business schedules overseas Or medical emergencies
Fling Flang Floo
He said put up your hands and we’ll settle this like adults Put up your hands and we’ll settle this like adults o.k. Two out of three and the slower man loses Besides, my back is tired and I don’t look good with bruises I met a man from the Afghan Turkistan He said I never have evolved from a monkey man If that’s a fact than facts are formed from the way we’re wired If that’s a fact than facts are formed from the way we’re wired If that’s a fact than facts are formed from the way we’re wired But my mind is weak and my eyes are very tired My mind is weak and my eyes are very tired My mind is weak and my eyes are very tired Why the hell, why the hell are you hitting me? I am a gentleman I just believe in antiquity Why am I bleeding over abstract concepts? You have excuses for your abstract concepts We have excuses for our abstract concepts Please excuse me, I’m still evolving I tried my best but still no sign of the uberman Please excuse me, I’m still evolving I’ve tried my best Put up your hands and we’ll settle this like adults Put up your hands and we’ll settle this like adults o.k. Two out of three and the slower man loses Besides, my back is tired and I don’t look good with bruises My back is tired and I don’t look good with bruises My back is tired and I don’t look good with bruises
So Blue-Eyed Soul
She holds her head ‘bove water Upon a sinking ship That once revealed a glow that made the records skip And she’s carrying the holiday in her eyes Where are you going ingénue? With just one thing to do Corrupt your sight and view of all you thought you ever knew And she broadcasts real salvation through her eyes She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul She’s so… soul She holds her head ‘bove water Upon a sinking ship That once revealed a glow That made her backbone slip And she’s carrying the holiday in her eyes She holds her head ‘bove water Upon a sinking ship That once revealed a glow That made the records skip So blue-eyed soul She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul Blue-eyed, blue-eyed, so… soul She held her head ‘bove water Where once stood a sinking ship Though there still remains a glow That made the thresholds dip She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul She’s so blue-eyed, blue-eyed soul Blue-eyed, blue-eyed, so… soul
Outro
And yes Juline it's true, every man is slightly queer but at least it's not that different or as obviously clear but we can be persuaded