Blue Oyster Cult

[fox69]

"Light Years Of Love"

"Light Years Of Love"


When we met it was a white hot star
The speed of light between two hearts
It felt like love, it sounds bizarre
But in your eyes I could see so far

Baby baby shouldn't know no fear
Was it an angel who brought us here
Old old songs, but the love goes on
Changing life into a song

It took light years, light years of love
Light years, light years of love
Of love, of love

Our love is like the shining sea
In salty foam, we can feel so free
Caress the night with our cool skin
In your arms I can be anything

We've got light years, light years of love
Light years, light years of love
Of love, of love

[Repeat]

 

[fox69]

"Lips In The Hills"

"Lips In The Hills"


I am gripped, by what I cannot tell
Have I slipped or have I merely fell
I've been tricked, my senses telling lies
I've been (stiffened?) by serpent's soundless cries

Up in the hills, an apparition
Filling me with superstition
A fiery night, the night that I saw,
the night that I saw,
the night that I saw,

[Background voices] Lips in the hills, lips in the hills
[Foreground voice] Lips, Lips, Lips Lips in the hills

I'm so lonely, stabbed by beating claws
I've been tripped, I'm crawling on all fours
I've been stripped the insulation's gone
Wish I slept to waken in the morn

Up in the sky, beyond the chasm
My eyes behold, a rare phantasm
The godless night, the night that I saw [repeat as above]

[First verse repeat]

Up in the hills, an appariton
Filling me with superstition
The godless night, the night that I saw [repeat as above 4 times]

 

[fox69]

"Live For Me"

"Live For Me"



It was a wet night
And the other guy
Was lubricated with a pint of Jack
His truck hit
Jimmy's chevy
With a sound like a thunder crack

I was working late but I felt it happen
I knew that my brother was laid low
I waited for the call
And then the damn call came
And I knew what I knew and didn't want to know

Live for me
Live for me
Live twice as big
Love twice as long
Work twice as hard
Play all of your cards
Live for me
Live for me
Burn twice as bright
Three times as long
But brother, don't do no one wrong

Beth thought he would make it through the winter
I never really thought so myself
The dark spirit was always hoverin' nearer
And I knew in my heart there was just no help

When he called me to the bed
Took my hand to say goodbye
He said he wouldn't blame nobody
Said he wouldn't ask the Lord why

And when he passed on
A March wind blew
Sun drew away a veil of cloud
We buried him smiling
We buried him deep
And I could hear him sayin' right out loud

Live for me
Live for me
Live twice as big
Love twice as long
Work twice as hard
Play all of your cards
Live for me
Live for me
Burn twice as bright
Three times as long
But brother, don't do no one wrong
Brother, don't do no one wrong

 

[fox69]

"Lonely Teardrops"

"Lonely Teardrops"


Lonely teardrops, you been crying
I hear them fall
In the night the empty night
I hear your song
It goes right through me
It used to move me
(Lonely, lonely)

Lonely Paris, met a dancer
We did the stroll
Through the night the empty night
Four years ago
I thought you know me
She gave it to me
(Lonely, lonely)

[CHORUS:]
I seem to see a rose
I reach out then it goes
Now in its thorns I roam
The sky is grey and I am cold
Lord I tell you, Lord I tell you
All I want to do is get back home

Lonely teardrops, we did shoot them
They came on strong
Vials of rain to kill the pain
So far from home
I thought you knew me
You did it to me
(Lonely, lonely)

Lonely teardrops, I've been cryin'
All week long
Love is willing but the bed is cold
Goodbye, Laurence
I thought I knew you
What good did that do
(Lonely, lonely)

[CHORUS:]
I seem to see a rose
I reach out then it goes
Now in its thorns I roam
You never know until you know
Lord I ask you, Lord I beg you
All I want to do is get back home

Lonely teardrops [REPEAT]

 

[fox69]

"Madness To The Method"

"Madness To The Method"


A rock through a window never comes with a kiss.
Rhyme and a reason never argue with a miss.
There's a time for discussion and a time for a fight.
It's the time in the season for a maniac at night.

There's to be said for a blow to the head.
So come on! Make a show! Turn it on! Let it go!
Put some madness to the method! (We need! We need! We need! We need!)
We need madness to the method! (Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
We want madness to the method! (We need! We need! We need! We need!)
We need madness to the method! (Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
We don't care as long as there's some madness!

The member's only lacking with the stage cologne.
Try to pacify the jackal at the watering hole.
The boys want to mix in with the girls at the bar.
And the train goes away when there's no one in the car.

Babe, is there a mission to destroy your inhibitions?
So come on! Get some show! Hang it out! Rock and roll!
Put some madness to the method! (We need! We need! We need! We need!)
We need madness to the method! (Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
We want madness to the method! (We need! We need! We need! We need!)
We need madness to the method! (Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
We don't care as long as there's some madness!

[Instrumental]

It's a hormone war zone - boys are out for a fight;
Wenches in the trenches on a Saturday night.
Stick it here, stick it there; get it out of sight.
It's the time in the season for the nasty things at night.

Put some madness to the method! (We need! We need! We need! We need!)
We need madness to the method! (Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
We want madness to the method! (We need! We need! We need! We need!)
We need madness to the method! (Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
(Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
(Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
(Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
(Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)
(Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!)

[Instrumental]

 

[fox69]

"Magna Of Illusion"

"Magna Of Illusion"



Cornwall and the harbor
Where witches went mad more than once and
Until this day
In dreams at least
The lighthouse at Lost Christabel
Squat and hugely tilts
Upon the strand where Grandad's house was built
And having stood the test of time
The starry gale the bloody tide
Grandad's house though gaped with hooks
And filled with books
Could stand no more until
A certain prophecy
Once read - now stood
Before the world fulfilled

Now of these books in Grandad's keep
Some of them were new but mostly they were old
And the oldest was a scroll
A prophecy that read
When the riddle begins
The story will end

August the First 1892
And in the guise of destiny
Grandad quit Cornwall
"I'm a captain of a ship
My ship is charmed, and called Plutonia."

Stories on land, storms at sea
'Tween 1892 and '93
When Grandad sailed for Mexico

Ships charmed and ordinary
Sailed the glidepath to the sun
And when the sun proved false
As it always does
Some of them would be lost
And some would sail back home
It was no star
But a magna of illusion
I mean by that
The mirror found
In the chamber of jade grown like a seed
Deep within the ground
The mirror found
By one man
So on and off again
He sailed the Europe's rim
On and off, off and on
Until his time had come

Through tears and smiles
The last domain
The rods of broken crystal
On and off, and off again
Until his time had come
Late to the story that had been
But early to the riddle not yet begun

August the First 1893
The charmed ship Plutonia
Sailed like a ray into Cornwall
And none too soon it seems

That night the Captain's granddaughter
Would celebrate her birthday
"I've come a long way,"; said the Captain
"From Lost Christabel this night
Accompanied by my dog familiar
To blast your rafters with my surprise!
Granddaughter, it's a foreign mirror
Taken from the jungle by crime!"

Stories on land, storms at sea
'Tween 1892 and '93
When Grandad sailed for Mexico

When tables collapse
And floors have filled
And the party's over, it's all over
Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doom
I've warped the stuff of ground
What seems to be is not
Behind closed eyes
Realize your sight
Mine, granddaughter, proves a surprise
More light than sun
More dark than night then
More a snare than lust

 

[fox69]

"Make Rock Not War"

"Make Rock Not War"



Moments of pleasure, in a world of pain.
Working together, only to fight again.
If we wait for the world leaders to decide, who will die first?
So don't wait no more!
Tell me, make rock not war! What are we dying for?
Rock not war! Nobody wins!
Rock not war! What are we trying for?
And the fools rush in, don't they,
For the grand beginning of the end!

Pulses are racing. You know the blade may fall.
Destinies tracing. I sing to a great star-fall.
And you know there's a real answer, but they've already been told.
We've heard our lies being cold!

Tell me, make rock not war! What are we dying for?
Rock not war! Nobody wins!
Rock not war! What are we trying for?
And the fools rush in, don't they,
For the grand beginning of the end!

The hourglass turns over, and time is running low.
Will the sandman's pollen bring sleep before we know?

Yeah, you know there's a real answer, and we've died more than been told.
So don't wait no more!
Tell me, make rock not war! What are we dying for?
Rock not war! Nobody wins!
Rock not war! What are we trying for?
And the fools rush in, don't we,
For the grand beginning of the end!

Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!

 

[fox69]

"ME 262"

"ME 262"


Goering's on the phone to Freiburg
Say's Willie's done quite a job
Hitler's on the phone from Berlin
Say's I'm gonna make you a star

My Captain Von Ondine, here's your next patrol
A flight of English bombers across the canal
After twelve, they'll all be here
I think you know the job

They hung there dependant from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers, ripened, ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die
Must they live that I might die

In a G-load disaster from the rate of climb
Sometimes I'd faint and be lost to our side
But there's no reward for failure, but death
So watch me in the mirrors, keep in the glidepath

Get me through these radars, no I cannot fail
Not when great silver slugs are eager to feed
I can't fail, no not now
When twenty five bombers wait ripe

They hung there dependant from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers, ripened, ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die
Must they live that I might die

Me-262 prince of turbojet, Junker's jommo 004
Blasts from clustered R4M quartets in my snout
And see these English planes go burn
Now you be my witness how red were the skies
When the fortresses flow, for the very last time
It was dark over Westphalia, in april of T45

They hung there dependant from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers, ripened, ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die
Must they live that I might die

Must these Englishmen live that I might die
Junker.s jommo 004 [repeat many times]
Bombers at 12 o'clock high

 

[fox69]

"Mirrors"

"Mirrors"



A mirror is a negative space
With a frame and a place for your face
It reveals what the rest of us see
It conceals what you'd like it to be

Pretty girls can't look away
Pretty girls can't look away
Pretty girls can't look away
Pretty girls can't look away

Pretty girls have a love affair
With their eyes and their shining hair
Fantasize that the world adores
Tantalize like a cover girl

Mirrors are the basis of beauty
Give rise to self love or self pity
The prize if a woman is pretty
She tries like a superstar Hollywood girl

Pretty girls can't look away
Pretty girls can't look away
Pretty girls can't look away
Pretty girls can't look away

Vanity's a deadly sin
It's what the flesh is packaged in
Vanity's a deadly sin
It's what the flesh is packaged in

A mirror is a negative space
With a frame and a place for your face
It reveals what the rest of us see
It conceals what you'd like it to be

Vanity's a deadly sin
It's what the flesh is packaged in

 

[fox69]

"Mistress Of The Salmon Salt (Quicklime Girl)"

"Mistress Of The Salmon Salt (Quicklime Girl)"



Down in the garden district
Where the plants grow strong and tall
Behind the bush there lurks a girl
Who makes them strong and tall

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

In the fall when plants return
By harvest time, she knows the score
Ripe and ready to the eye
But rotten somehow to the core

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, or harvest of death
One body of life, one body of death
And when you've gone and choked to death
With laughter and a little step
I'll prepare the quicklime, friend
For your ripe and ready grave

It's springtime now and cares subside
And the planting's almost done
And fertile graves, it seems, exist
Within a mile of that duke's joint
Where coast guard crews still take their leave
Lying listless in the sun
And the quick lime girl still plies her trade
The reduction of the many from the one

And they call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, a harvest of death
Resumes it's course each day
Because it exists by schedule
A harvest to live, ......
And those that crawl, and those that chirp
And next life's swans that seem to turn