You

You are the sun and moon and stars are you,
and I could never run away from you.
You try at working out chaotic things,
and why should I believe myself not you?
It’s like the world is going to end so soon,
and why should I believe myself?

You me and everything caught in the fire,

I can see me drowning, caught in the fire.

You me and everything caught in the fire,

and I can see me drowning, caught in the fire.

Creep

When you were here before,
couldn’t look you in the eye.
You’re just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special,
you’re so fucking special.

But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.

I don’t care if it hurts,
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice,
when I’m not around.
You’re so fucking special,
I wish I was special.

But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?.
I don’t belong here

She’s running out the door,
she’s running,
she run, run, run, run, run.

Whatever makes you happy,
whatever you want.
You’re so fucking special,
I wish I was special,

but I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here,
I don’t belong here.

How Do You?

He’s bitter and twisted, he knows what he wants.
He wants to be loved and he wants to belong.
He wants you to listen, he wants us to weep.
And he was a stupid baby who turned into a powerful freak.

But how do you?
How do you?
How do you?

He lives with his mother, but we show him respect.
He’s a dangerous bigot, but we always forget.
And he’s just like his daddy, ’cause he cheats on his friends.
And he steals and he bullies, any way that he can.

But how do you?
How do you?
How do you?

Stop Whispering

And the wise men say “I don’t want to hear your voice.”
And the thin men say “I don’t want to hear your voice.”
And they’re cursing me, and they won’t let me be.
And there’s nothing to say, and there’s nothing to do.

Stop whispering, start shouting,
stop whispering, start shouting.

And my mother say “We spit on your son some more.”
And the buildings say “We spit on your face some more.”
And the feeling is that there’s something wrong,
’cause I can’t find the words, and I can’t find the songs.

Stop whispering, start shouting,
stop whispering, start shouting.

Dear Sir, I have a complaint.
Dear Sir, I have a complaint,
can’t remember what it is,
doesn’t matter anyway.
Doesn’t matter anyway.

Anyone Can Play Guitar

Destiny, destiny protect me from the world.
Destiny, hold my hand, protect me from the world.
Here we are with our running and confusion,
and I don’t see no confusion anywhere.

And if the world does turn and if London burns,
I’ll be standing on the beach with my guitar.
I want to be in a band when I get to heaven,
anyone can play guitar and they won’t be a nothing any more.

Grow my hair, grow my hair, I am Jim Morrison,
grow my hair, I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be Jim Morrison.
Here we are with our running and confusion,
and I don’t see no confusion anywhere.

And if the world does turn and if London burns,
I’ll be standing on the beach with my guitar.
I want to be in a band when I get to heaven,
anyone can play guitar and they won’t be a nothing any more.

Thinking About You

Destiny, destiny protect me from the world.
Destiny, hold my hand, protect me from the world.
Here we are with our running and confusion,
and I don’t see no confusion anywhere.

And if the world does turn and if London burns,
I’ll be standing on the beach with my guitar.
I want to be in a band when I get to heaven,
anyone can play guitar and they won’t be a nothing any more.

Grow my hair, grow my hair, I am Jim Morrison,
grow my hair, I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be Jim Morrison.
Here we are with our running and confusion,
and I don’t see no confusion anywhere.

And if the world does turn and if London burns,
I’ll be standing on the beach with my guitar.
I want to be in a band when I get to heaven,
anyone can play guitar and they won’t be a nothing any more.

Been thinking about you, your records are here,
your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there.
But I’m still no-one, and you’re now a star,
what do you care?

Been thinking about you, and there’s no rest,
shit I still love you, still see you in bed.
But I’m playing with myself, and what do you care
when the other men are far, far better.

All the things you’ve got,
all the things you need,
who bought you cigarettes,
Who bribed the company to come and see you honey?

I’ve been thinking about you, so how can you sleep?
These people aren’t your friends, they’re paid to kiss your feet.
They don’t know what I know and why should you care
when I’m not there.

Been thinking about you, and there’s no rest,
should I still love you, still see you in bed.
But I’m playing with myself, what do you care,
when I’m not there.

All the things you’ve got,
she’ll never need,
all the things you’ve got.
I’ve bled and I bleed to please you.

Ripcord

Soul destroyed with clever toys for little boys.
It’s inevitable, inevitable, it’s a soul destroyed.
You’re free until you drop,
you’re free until you’ve had enough
and you don’t understand.
No ripcord, no ripcord,
no ripcord, no ripcord.

Aeroplane do I mean what I mean?
Oh it’s inevitable, inevitable, oh aeroplane.
A thousand miles an hour
on politics and power
that she don’t understand.
No ripcord, no ripcord,
no ripcord, no ripcord.

The answer to your prayers,
we’ll drop you anywhere.

No ripcord, no ripcord,
no ripcord, no no no no ripcord,
oh yeah.

Vegetable

I never wanted anything but this,

I worked hard, tried hard.
I ran around in domestic bliss,
I fought hard, died hard.

Everytime you’re running out of here,
everytime you’re running I get the fear.

I never wanted any broken bones,
scarred face, no home.
Your words surround me and I asphyxiate,
and I burn all hate.

Everytime you’re running out on me
everytime you’re running I can see.

I’m not a veg’table,
I will not control myself.
I spit on the hand that feeds me,
I will not control myself.

The waters break, the waters run all over me.
The waters break, the waters run
and this time you’re gonna pay.

I’m not a veg’table,
I will not control myself.
I spit on the hand that feeds me,
I will not control myself.

Prove Yourself

I can’t afford to breathe in this town,
nowhere to sit without a gun in my hand.
Hooked back up to the cathode ray,
I’m better off dead,
I’m better off dead,
I’m better off.

Prove yourself,
prove yourself,
prove yourself.

I want to breathe, I want to grow,
I’d say I want it but I don’t know how.
I work, I bleed, I beg, I pray,
but I’m better off dead,
I’m better off dead,
I’m better off.

Prove yourself,
prove yourself,
prove yourself.

I’m better off dead,
I’m better off dead,
I’m better off.

Prove yourself,
prove yourself,
prove yourself,
prove yourself.

Woh

I Can’t

Please forget the words that I just blurted out,
it wasn’t me, it was my strange and creeping doubt,
it keeps rattling my cage.
And there’s nothing in this world will keep it down,

and even though I might, even though I try, I can’t.
Even though I might, even though I try, I can’t.

Soon your things that keep, that keep me underground,
so many words that I, that I can never find.
If you give up on me now,
I’ll be gutted like I’ve never been before.

And even though I might, even though I try, I can’t
Even though I might, even though I try, I can’t

If you give up on me now,
I’ll be gutted like I’ve never been before.

And even though I might, even though I try, I can’t
Even though I might, even though I try, I can’t,
even though I might, even though I try, I can’t.
Even though I might, even though I try, I can’t.

Lurgee

I feel better, I feel better now you’ve gone.
I got better, I got better, I got strong.

I feel better, I feel better now there’s nothing wrong.
I got better, I got better, I got strong.

Tell me something, tell me something I don’t know.
Tell me one thing, tell me one thing, and let it go.

I got something, I got something, heaven knows.
I got something, I got something, I don’t know.

Blow Out

In my mind and nailed into my heels.
All the time killing what I feel.

And everything I touch
[All wrapped up in cotton wool]
[All wrapped up and sugar coated]
turns to stone.

And everything I touch
[All wrapped up in cotton wool]
[All wrapped up and sugar coated]
turns stone.

I am fused just in case I blow out.
I am glued just because I crack out.

Everything I touch turns to stone.
Everything I touch
[All wrapped up in cotton wool]
[All wrapped up and sugar coated]