Lyrics To The B-Sides and Rare Tracks

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[ Rip The Wreck ]
[ Pleasant Valley Sunday ]
[ Every Grain Of Sand ]
[ Pretty Awful ]
[ Precious ]
[ Nowhere ]
[ Song #1 ]
[ Puff ]
[ Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis ]
[ Voice Without A Sound ]
[ True Love ]
[ Re-Hab ]

Rip The Wreck

? ? ? fits you by
Single ?
Single eye
Dot your i's and cross your t's
(Watch what you're saying)
Make an effort if you want to be
(Watch what you're saying)
Make an effort if you want to be like me
(Stop what you're saying ohhhh)

When you know it's child's play
A broken door it swings
In the season of the water?
You must bring toys to sleep

Listen to the rains outside
Never? even pass it by
Stay awake to really hide
(Stop what you're saying)
? threat until you say
(Stop what you're saying)
? threat until you say goodbye
(Stop what you're saying ohhhh)

When you know it's child's play
A broken door it swings
In the season of the water?
You must bring toys to sleep

Rip the wreck with polish
Even ?
? crawls on shattered glass
The child ?

When you know it's child's play
A broken door it swings
In the season of the water?
You must bring toys to sleep

? ? ? fits you by
Single ?
Single eye
Dot your i's and cross your t's
(Watch what you're saying)
Make an effort if you want to be
(Stop what you're saying)
Make an effort if you want to be like me
(Watch what you're saying ohhhh)

When you know it's child's play
A broken door it swings
In the season of the water?
You must bring toys to sleep

Rip the wreck with polish
Even ?
? crawls on shattered glass
The child ?

Rip the wreck with polish
Even ?
? crawls on shattered glass
The child ?

Pleasant Valley Sunday

The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
Seranade the weekend squire, who just came out to mow his lawn

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care

See Mrs. Gray she's proud today because her roses are in bloom
Mr. Green he's so serene, He's got a t.v. in every room

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand

Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul and make it hard for me to see
My thoughts all seem to stray, to places far away
I need a change of scenery

Ta Ta Ta...

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday...

Every Grain Of Sand

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.

Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer.
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name.
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.

I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light,
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space,
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

Pretty Awful

Me at the bar
(You're so cool)
Hit the paper
Get it right
Don't infect it
(You're so cool)
You are here to spend your time
And nothing more

A way to kill time
(The uncommon)
A new way to be spent (?)
Let them offer
(The uncool)
Share your time
And nothing more

Pretty awful
It reminds me
Of you and your so stuck ??? skin
Sometimes I am so stuck
It's true
Pretty awful

Me at the bar
(?????)
Why am I so sarcastic
And I lie
(?????)
About the way I say it
Never mind about it

Pretty awful
It reminds me
Of you and your so stuck ??? skin
Sometimes I am so stuck
It's true
Pretty awful

You're so cool
You're so cool

Precious

????
????
Planet slips
And turns away there
For the last time
It seems that way
Say it
For the last time
It turns away there
Turn away yeah
For the last time
It seems that way
Say it
For the last time

Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious

????
????
Planet slips
And turns away there
For the last time
It seems that way
Say it
For the last time
Then turns away there
Turn away yeah
For the last time
It seems that way
Say it
For the last time

Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious

Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious

Nowhere

This club is so nowhere
That's why I like the city air
It wreaks and refines
And don't believe it

But you can't stop it
From falling on your head
Maybe learn to take it

You can't stop it
From falling on your head
Maybe learn to take it

This ??? altitude
It's nauseating and it's rude
It wreaks and refines
And don't believe it

And you can't stop it
From falling on your head
Maybe learn to take it

You can't stop it
From falling on your head
Maybe learn to take it

You can't stop it
You can't stop it
You can't stop it
You can't stop it

We're going out tonight
To see the sky
Get really high
It wreaks real and refines
And don't believe it

But you can't stop it
From falling on your head
Maybe learn to take it

You can't stop it
From falling on your head
Maybe learn to take it

Song #1

Song number one is not a fuck you song
I'll save that point til later on
You ought to know that there's something going on

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing

Everybody's talking 'bout their home town scenes yeah
And hurting people's feelings in their magazines and
You ought to know what it all means

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing

Fighting for a haircut? Well grow your hair
Crying for the music? I doubt you really care
Looking for the answers? You can find them anywhere

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing

Life is what you want it to be, yeah
So don't go gettin' hanged up trying to get free
And don't worry 'bout what the other people see

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing

Puff

A great vacation
No other holiday
Don't turn the light on
You don't intend to stay

That guy is dead, yeah
And there's no guarantee
Don't turn the light on
Cause there's too much to see
And I'm feeling better but....

I don't wanna go, don't wanna go
I don't wanna go, don't wanna go

The thorough? fallout
I see it on the ground
Into the car then
Until the walls break down

A great vacation
No other holiday
Don't turn the light on
You don't intend to stay
And I'm feeling better but....

I don't wanna go, don't wanna go
I don't wanna go, don't wanna go

I don't wanna go, don't wanna go
I don't wanna go, don't wanna go

I don't wanna go, don't wanna go
I don't wanna go, don't wanna go

I don't wanna go, don't wanna go
I don't wanna go, don't wanna go

Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis

Hey Charlie I'm pregnant
and living on the 9th Street
right above a dirty bookstore
off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin dope
And I quit drinkin whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
and works out at the track

And he says that he loves me
even though its not his baby
And he says that he'll raise him up
like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring
that was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin
every Saturday night.

And hey Charlie I think about you
everytime I pass a fillin station
on account of all the grease
you used to wear in your hair
And I still have that record
of Little Anthony & The Imperials
but someone stole my record player
Now how do you like that?

Hey Charlie I almost went crazy
after Mario got busted
So I went back to Omaha to
live with my folks
but everyone I used to know
was either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay.

Hey Charlie I think I'm happy
for the first time since my accident
And I wish I had all the money
that we used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot
and I wouldn't sell any of em
I'd just drive a different car
every day, dependin on how
I feel

Hey Charlie for Christsakes
do you want to know the
truth of it?
I don't have a husband
He don't play the trombone
And I need to borrow money
to pay this lawyer
And Charlie, hey
I'll be eligible for parole
come Valentine's Day

Voice Without A Sound

Who are you to me
No one who can mirror me
Testing me today
Cruel and twisted in every way

You can't fuck with me
Thinking you know and you will never see
Stealing what you need
You'll never get it from me

A voice without a sound
Just a matter of time and you'll be figured out
I will cut you out
I will cut you
I will cut you out

Venting? what you see
I know you can't hide from me
You might impress a few
But you're too smart to know that wouldn't do you good

You can't fuck with me
Thinking you know and you will never see
Stealing what you need
You'll never get it from me

A voice without a sound
Just a matter of time and you'll be figured out
I will cut you out
I will cut you
Cuz I can cut you out

A voice without a sound
Just a matter of time and you'll be figured out
I will cut you out
Yeah I'll cut you out

True Love

True love
I am true love

I saw you in the back
And you were kissing a boy
Stabbed in the back
And I was really annoyed
Can't look back
I was hooked and deployed
I didn't get mad

I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go

I got my speed on
And I'm ready to go
Head cranked up
And ready to blow
I've got my speed now
And I'm ready to go
Got my speed now

True love
I am true love

I saw you in the back
And you were kissing a guy
So pissed off
And I wanted to die
I didn't get mad
When you were kissing a girl
I didn't get mad
When you were kissing a girl
I got my speed now
And I'm ready to go
Hand on the knob
And I'm ready to blow
Driving real fast
With nowhere to go
Screaming real loud
To the radio
I saw you in the back
And you were wearing a dress
Standing in the dress
And you were really a mess
I didn't get mad
You were wearing a dress
I didn't get mad

Re-Hab

It's only circumstances
I know it gets so heavy
I've always been too lucky

You give me something I need
You give me something I need

Don't give it away
Don't give it away
Don't give it away
Don't give it away

You are so unconvincing
And you are truly evil
Quit asking me for favors

You're taking something I need
Don't give me something I need

Don't take it away (Give it away)
Don't take it away (Give it away)
Don't take it away (Give it away)
Don't take it away

Don't take it away
Don't take it away
Don't take it away
Don't take it away

Don't take it away (Don't take it away)
Don't take it away (Don't take it away)
Don't take it away (Don't take it away)
Don't take it away

Don't take it away
Don't take it away




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