Utechma by Amy X Neuburg & Men
I want to go live in Chinatown because the food's so good but you say: No no no no you're not Chinese and anyway aren't they a sort of private people hard to get to know and I say: When did I ever know my neighbors When did I ever say hello to one of 'em When do I ever get outside I'm always inside with you I want to go live in Chinatown because the rent's so cheap but you say: Where where where where would we go for fun and anyway nobody we know lives in that part of town We'd be so far and I say: When do we ever see them anyway What do we ever do for fun How can I ever get out there I'm always in here with you Don't get me wrong I'm not complaining This is much easier than trying to actually do something What about all the fame and fortune What about all the lists of things to do I say what do I want with fame and fortune when I can be in here with you Wouldn't it be ten times easier just to pack it up and move away Chinatown is only part of the picture What I really mean to say is I want to go live in China and stay inside with you
Into that hole
Falling into your feather bed into the darkness into the fear again Falling into your open eyes into the sunlight into the pool again Falling into your frozen hands into a warm world onto the map again Falling into your heavy heart into a deep trance into that hole again Climbing onto your angry lips into a sweet death into a dream again Climbing onto your furniture into a loud song into a scream again Climbing up to your candlelight into a hot breath into the flame again Climbing into your spinning head into a deep trance into that hole again Falling into your hemisphere into a green life into the blue again Falling into your cigarettes into a strong drink into a drug again Falling into your photograph with an insane smile out of the door again Falling into your crazy words into a deep trance into that hole again Climbing out of your aftertaste onto a wet tongue into the flood again Climbing onto your pedestal into the limelight being a fool again Climbing out of your masterpiece onto a toothbrush into the drain again Climbing out of a wavy line out of a deep trance into that hole again
If I could only breathe I would tell you a few stories about different times I breathed and different things came in If I could only breathe I would breathe you a few fires and let you sift through all the layers as I watch you peel your skin If I could only breathe I would hum you a few bars of gold and wrap them 'round your finger while you wonder what's my plan If I could only breathe I would sigh just like a comic strip and fill you in with blue dots as you let go of my hand Hohh what a room is this where a silent scream is the distant call of the phone machine Hohh what a dream is this where you made some sound and the headlights died and my head fell in I dreamed that I had lost my mouth and couldn't tell you true things and I dreamed that I had Brillo in my mouth that wasn't there I dreamed the sink had overflowed and everyone was helpless and I dreamed that all the dishes were my muscles and my hair If I could only breathe I would surely dream of breathing in my private underwater and I'd let you get some rest If I could only breathe then the world would breathe together and at precisely the right moment we'd all awaken and get dressed Hohh what a room is this...
Get that camera out of here
Get that camera out of here out of my way Haven't washed my hair since Monday morning And all my friends that hang out in there cannot be photographed They cannot be photographed we won't let you photograph Got a hot date in a big truck and I wonder if we're really gonna make this move Got a negative of a big mistake and we gotta keep smart just to keep from going stupid Get that camera out of here out of my house Haven't washed the sheets since 1980 And all the stains and sticky things you want to photograph You can never photograph I won't let you photograph Got a hot date in a big truck... Get that camera out of here Why should I let you in here There is nothing good in here Get that camera out of here out of my mouth Haven't brushed my teeth for 15 minutes And all the stains and stringy things you want to photograph You can always photograph with your mind you photograph Got a hot flash in a dark room and I wonder if we're ever gonna get exposed Got a positive of a metaphor and we gotta keep smart just to keep from going stupid If you really want this shot Black and white are all I've got Black and white and sometimes grey
I float in my car downstream and the oar knocks a stop sign down That must be a police car 'cuz there's that sound so I try to pull over but there's no ground to hold onto The courthouse is a swimming pool and they ship me off to traffic school where I go down laughing I die laughing Tiny little bubbles rise but nobody recognizes them as mine Here I am drowned in a red reflection I went down laughing I died laughing The joker at the lectern there he knew how to tell a good one he said: Here's a short list of things you're allowed to do but look look there's plenty of room to improvise So now I perform in an undersea church and every millisecond is perfectly planned I had a good time mixing media and then they took my sight away I had a good time driving in my own inventions and then they took my bucket seats away I had a good time floating in imagination and then they took my flood away They put up a stop sign in the undersea church and made me bow to it and drank up my environment with a straw I went down laughing I died laughing And now I lie around like a dead fish all day and watch television and everything's okay
Drink me peaches and cream here on the outside Things are sweet as they seem here on the outside If I bathe every day I don't have to hide much If you find me this way you'll feel a warm touch Every surface is clean if you take a dust rag Every surface will bleed if you make a sharp stab Finding me was your sin I only stood by Ripping open the skin here is my inside Drink me poison and wire here on the outside These are things we admire here on the outside Tough enough for this world is that a turn-on Tough enough to be cruel I sure can hurt one Every surface is clean if you take a dust rag Every surface will bleed if you make a sharp stab If you're looking for hell I'll be your mad girl But ripping open the shell you'll find a real pearl Ripping open ripping open... Homeless out of the park surely a good sign White faces in the dark surely a good sign Getting rid of your trash you don't have to think hard Waking after the crash so what if you think hard Every surface is clean if you take a dust rag Every surface will bleed if you make a sharp stab If you're looking for dirt you don't have to go far Ripping open the earth you'll leave a big scar Ripping open ripping open...
Money in the sky
What would you do if it were up to you Run out and buy ten thousand army troops or send a man up high and watch him die like fireworks Money in the sky What would you do if you could run the show Help out a child save someone's life feed the earth or take a photograph of another planet maybe look for life there Money in the sky I want fifty percent to go to defense fifty percent to go to offense fifty percent to build me a fence fifty percent to build me a rocket ship Now that leaves me deeply in debt and it's not over yet I would also like to get one good night's sleep What would you like to spend your money on... We could always use another satellite... What's between that star and the next star What's between your right and your left ear What's between your mouth and the Safeway What's between your gun and a new world order
If I bare my soul to you would you walk away and puke This unaccompanied chagrin will surely hit you in the skin Superficial substanceless embarrassing yet they say this is what some people like to hear I've got my pain you've got your beer But I have not the confidence to have the humility Things like this make me feel sick I wouldn't blame you if you pick some other bar some other band where hearts don't pour out into hands Things like this make me so ill and if you don't leave now I will I've got a grudge against that thing where broken women sit and sing For I have not the confidence to have the humility
My only solace is my empire It cheers me up when I've been hurt I use my chalet on the weekends to get away from all the dirt And from my quiet hillside I look down on them and laugh aloud as they use up the land For I've got all of the world on my mountain top and I've got all of their checks in my hand My only solace is my empire It fills me up when I feel thin I've got a really pretty castle to keep my pretty objects in No civil war will deprive me my happiness No sorry uprisers standing in line They're just in love with the things that they cannot buy while I'm in bed with the things that are mine Nine courses some altruism Cheating on the side It's all in the name of a better world It's all in the saving of one hide My only solace is my empire It grows me up when I feel small I built a really ugly hi-rise with 32 apartments and a mall And from my lonely top floor I get back at them for making all of my view look so grey For they're a little bit closer to hell down there and I'm a little bit further away
No pining no yearning for having today I've already given you heaven today For nearly 8 hours I've been scrubbing away to clean all the crust off the stuff I give away For nearly 8 hours I've been slaving away I've already given you seven today of burning and twisting and sweating today to wrap up in boxes the stuff I give away I've got a collection of miserable things I've got Lincoln pennies and cheap popcorn rings I'm saving up slowly for one sunny day but I've already given half of it away Here is my heart Here is my aorta and my favorite song Take my time I've already given you an hour I've already given you seven today I've already given you heaven today yah Here is my soul Give me your admission tickets in return Here's one fool with a suitcase full of dollar bills It doesn't matter if it's money or lies Whoever has the most things when he dies wins You give some out you take some back You talk about me behind my back You take my car you take my cat You take my advice and things like that And then when you win you can count all the things in your bag all the things hangin' around your neck You breathe them in you spit them out and then when I join you you can laugh all you like I'll just laugh at you back You go to hell or up to heaven you rise Whoever has the most things when he dies wins Utechma car Utechma cat Utechma advice Utechma advice... You give some out you take some back You make sure to have a heart attack before you lose it all to me I'm here with my shovel and my key You lose your hearing and your head and your eyes but you're the winner with the most when he dies
Hunger for heavenfor Mike G.
Blank expressions are not helpful in knowing what people are thinking It's painful to try and guess what's on their minds what's in their senses Are they senseless are they mindless Why don't they cry Why don't they understand the part where everybody commits suicide Hunger for heaven no never but hunger for waiting no never All the religions in the world never gave you an answer You used up your guesses and your three wishes Hunger for heaven no never but hunger for slipping in deeper no The mercy of the mystery is better in the long run than all the blurry faces dripping down down on you Which face do you want floating in your last dream Hunger for heaven no never but hunger for medals of valor no All the heroes in the world never rolled you a model Now if they had only told you how to fly maybe you'd know more about the sky a little more familiar when you die Everybody loves a savior Everybody wants to be your one hope You'll put them all straight There's only one thing that can save you
All songs written by Amy X Neuburg, except "Money in the sky", written by Amy X Neuburg and Tim Root. All songs copyright 1995 by spoonerISm music. All rights reserved. These lyrics were uploaded with the permission of the publisher and the artist.
This page was last updated on March 3, 2004 by Kristi Wachter.