Sonic Youth
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"Shoot"
"Shoot"
[Kim]
Can I have some money? I'm gonna go to the store
Can I have some money? I can't tell you what it's for
Can I have some money? you know it's you that I adore
Can I have some money? don't ask me what it's for
Since we've been together you've been good to me
You only hit me when you wanna be pleased
Can I have the car keys? I'm gonna go for a ride
Can I have the car please? I'm going out for a while
Can I have the car now? I wanna drive all around
Can I have the car dear? I'm gonna to leave this town
I won't be asking your permission to leave
I won't be asking not to have this baby please
And I won't be asking a devil for a bus fare please
And I won't be asking I had to see you bleed
Ssssssh
Visualize
That's right
Pray baby
One two three
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Can I have my lipstick? that was such a surprise
Can I have my lipstick? I'm going out for a ride
I'm not a little girl, and you sure are not my dad
You don't even know what you almost had
"Shoot"
[Kim]
Can I have some money? I'm gonna go to the store
Can I have some money? I can't tell you what it's for
Can I have some money? you know it's you that I adore
Can I have some money? don't ask me what it's for
Since we've been together you've been good to me
You only hit me when you wanna be pleased
Can I have the car keys? I'm gonna go for a ride
Can I have the car please? I'm going out for a while
Can I have the car now? I wanna drive all around
Can I have the car dear? I'm gonna to leave this town
I won't be asking your permission to leave
I won't be asking not to have this baby please
And I won't be asking a devil for a bus fare please
And I won't be asking I had to see you bleed
Ssssssh
Visualize
That's right
Pray baby
One two three
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Can I have my lipstick? that was such a surprise
Can I have my lipstick? I'm going out for a ride
I'm not a little girl, and you sure are not my dad
You don't even know what you almost had
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"Silver Rocket"
"Silver Rocket"
[Thurston]
Snake in it
Jack into the wall
TV amp on fire
Blowin' in the hall
Gun yr. sled
Close yr. peeping toms
Turbo organizer
Crankin' on the knob
You got it
Yeh ride the silver rocket
Can't stop it
Burnin hole in yr pocket
Hit the power
Psycho helmets on
You got to splice yr. halo
Take it to a moon
Nymphoid clamor
Fuelling up the hammer
You got to fake out the robot
And pulse up the zoom
You got it
Yeh ride the silver rocket
Can't stop it
Burnin hole in yr pocket
Can't forget the flashing
Can't forget the smashing
The sending and the bending
The ampisphere re-entry
You gotta have the time
Got a letter in your mind
Gotta heart injection
That you got yourself a line
You got it
Yeh ride the silver rocket
Can't stop it
Burnin hole in yr pocket
"Silver Rocket"
[Thurston]
Snake in it
Jack into the wall
TV amp on fire
Blowin' in the hall
Gun yr. sled
Close yr. peeping toms
Turbo organizer
Crankin' on the knob
You got it
Yeh ride the silver rocket
Can't stop it
Burnin hole in yr pocket
Hit the power
Psycho helmets on
You got to splice yr. halo
Take it to a moon
Nymphoid clamor
Fuelling up the hammer
You got to fake out the robot
And pulse up the zoom
You got it
Yeh ride the silver rocket
Can't stop it
Burnin hole in yr pocket
Can't forget the flashing
Can't forget the smashing
The sending and the bending
The ampisphere re-entry
You gotta have the time
Got a letter in your mind
Gotta heart injection
That you got yourself a line
You got it
Yeh ride the silver rocket
Can't stop it
Burnin hole in yr pocket
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"Skink"
"Skink"
[Kim]
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
You had soul
Uh-oh
Let it go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Uh-oh
You got a soul?
Let me go
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond the lips
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond my lips
Ooh I love - you!
Ooh baby baby
Kinda crazy, kinda hazy, kinda messy too
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Yeah baby
Uh-oh
You know
I love you so
"Skink"
[Kim]
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
You had soul
Uh-oh
Let it go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Uh-oh
You got a soul?
Let me go
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond the lips
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond my lips
Ooh I love - you!
Ooh baby baby
Kinda crazy, kinda hazy, kinda messy too
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Yeah baby
Uh-oh
You know
I love you so
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"Skip Tracer"
"Skip Tracer"
[Lee]
This she did in public for us to see
She came in here too drunk to do the show
Between the trains and cars
Broken glass and lost hub-caps, images of a gun
Row house row house pass through
Let the city rise up to fill the screen
Clothes flung out of closets, doorknobs falling off
The guitar guy played real good feedback, and super sounding riffs
With his mild mannered look on, yeah he was truly hip
The girl started out in red patent leather
Very I'm in a band with knee pads
We watch her fall over and lay down,
Shouting the poetic truths of high school journal keepers
Row house row house pass through, let the city rise up
Twister, dust buster, hospital bed, I'll see you, see you
See you on the highway
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song forms and freedom
Miss seafood, miss cheesecake, a couple of miss donuts
The edge of a blade pressed to the throat of your reflected image
Poised, yet totally screwed up
Yes sir, yes sir, step right up
None of us know, where we're trying to get to
What sort of live where we trying to build
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song forms and freedom
Seasons out of life, nothing is out of reach
L.A. is more confusing now, than anywhere I've ever been to
I'm from New York City, breath it out and let it in
Where are you now?
When your broken eyes are closed
Head in a cloudy dream, green and sailboats
Borrowed and never returned
Emotions, books, outlooks on life
Hello 20 15!
Hello, 20, 15!
"Skip Tracer"
[Lee]
This she did in public for us to see
She came in here too drunk to do the show
Between the trains and cars
Broken glass and lost hub-caps, images of a gun
Row house row house pass through
Let the city rise up to fill the screen
Clothes flung out of closets, doorknobs falling off
The guitar guy played real good feedback, and super sounding riffs
With his mild mannered look on, yeah he was truly hip
The girl started out in red patent leather
Very I'm in a band with knee pads
We watch her fall over and lay down,
Shouting the poetic truths of high school journal keepers
Row house row house pass through, let the city rise up
Twister, dust buster, hospital bed, I'll see you, see you
See you on the highway
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song forms and freedom
Miss seafood, miss cheesecake, a couple of miss donuts
The edge of a blade pressed to the throat of your reflected image
Poised, yet totally screwed up
Yes sir, yes sir, step right up
None of us know, where we're trying to get to
What sort of live where we trying to build
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song forms and freedom
Seasons out of life, nothing is out of reach
L.A. is more confusing now, than anywhere I've ever been to
I'm from New York City, breath it out and let it in
Where are you now?
When your broken eyes are closed
Head in a cloudy dream, green and sailboats
Borrowed and never returned
Emotions, books, outlooks on life
Hello 20 15!
Hello, 20, 15!
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"Sleepin Around"
"Sleepin Around"
Sleepin' around sleepin' around
What will the neighbors say
Sleepin' around all over town
What will the neighbors say
[Chorus:]
What you did was wrong
What did you good is gone
Nothing you do is right
Always ends up in a fight
Sleepin' around sleepin' around
What will the neighbors do
Sleepin' around all over town
What will the neighbors do
[Chorus]
Sleepin' around sleepin' around
What will the neighbors think
Sleepin' around all over town
What will the neighbors think
[Chorus]
"Sleepin Around"
Sleepin' around sleepin' around
What will the neighbors say
Sleepin' around all over town
What will the neighbors say
[Chorus:]
What you did was wrong
What did you good is gone
Nothing you do is right
Always ends up in a fight
Sleepin' around sleepin' around
What will the neighbors do
Sleepin' around all over town
What will the neighbors do
[Chorus]
Sleepin' around sleepin' around
What will the neighbors think
Sleepin' around all over town
What will the neighbors think
[Chorus]
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"Small Flowers Crack Concrete"
"Small Flowers Crack Concrete"
Small flowers crack concrete
Narcotic squads sweep thru poet dens
Spilling coffe grabbing 15 yr old runaway girls
By frazzled ponytailed hair + tossing them
Into backseats of cop cars
The narcs beat the bearded oracles
Replacing tantric love with
Complete violence
Lights + mirrors dot the city
Inkstained hippies w/ boxed lunch + marijuana
Mystery plays of shit and nothingness
Blessed by colors from a black hat
Blue lights search thru weeds
Searching for the heart of d.a.levy
And the mind he left behind
What didjoo expect? another mystic wreck?
Thats whatchoo got crawling in yr panic net
Whatdidjoo bring me? not a goddamn thing yet
+ whatdidjoo leave me? another tombstone dream yeh
O salacious mansion, the boys held for ransom
Didja see where he's gone? the blasted summers dawn
Fucked up in cleveland fucked up in cleveland
Short flight to nothing heavens up to something heavens up to something
Levys up to something levys up to something
Death poems for the living gods of america
Plastic saxophones bleat, bleed for nothing, nada
Cops crashing thru doors infuriated by silver charms
Of suburban smoke
At war with patches of red dirt glitter
And bluejean fucking
+ protest
"Small Flowers Crack Concrete"
Small flowers crack concrete
Narcotic squads sweep thru poet dens
Spilling coffe grabbing 15 yr old runaway girls
By frazzled ponytailed hair + tossing them
Into backseats of cop cars
The narcs beat the bearded oracles
Replacing tantric love with
Complete violence
Lights + mirrors dot the city
Inkstained hippies w/ boxed lunch + marijuana
Mystery plays of shit and nothingness
Blessed by colors from a black hat
Blue lights search thru weeds
Searching for the heart of d.a.levy
And the mind he left behind
What didjoo expect? another mystic wreck?
Thats whatchoo got crawling in yr panic net
Whatdidjoo bring me? not a goddamn thing yet
+ whatdidjoo leave me? another tombstone dream yeh
O salacious mansion, the boys held for ransom
Didja see where he's gone? the blasted summers dawn
Fucked up in cleveland fucked up in cleveland
Short flight to nothing heavens up to something heavens up to something
Levys up to something levys up to something
Death poems for the living gods of america
Plastic saxophones bleat, bleed for nothing, nada
Cops crashing thru doors infuriated by silver charms
Of suburban smoke
At war with patches of red dirt glitter
And bluejean fucking
+ protest
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"Snare, Girl"
"Snare, Girl"
Im here for you
Cant you see what im doin
I bring you news from the kingdom
Of disciples in ruin
Behold a child
Has just been born
Into a life
Of secrets sworn
Hold out yr hands
And take these palms ive been given
They are wild with beauty faded
And they can guide this child to heaven
So rest assured
And understand
How harvest eyes
Renew your land
Im here looking for you dear
If I could see clear
Thry all the sun stained stations
Its all up in the air girl
Its like a snare girl
In all its manifestations
Im here for you
Cant you see what im saying
I have palms from the ruins
Where disciples are straying
Im coming after you
With mercy given
And your secrets out
Now youre forgiven
Im here looking for you dear
Cant you see clear
All these sun stained stations
Its you under the stairs girl
With a snare girl
Sounding salutations
"Snare, Girl"
Im here for you
Cant you see what im doin
I bring you news from the kingdom
Of disciples in ruin
Behold a child
Has just been born
Into a life
Of secrets sworn
Hold out yr hands
And take these palms ive been given
They are wild with beauty faded
And they can guide this child to heaven
So rest assured
And understand
How harvest eyes
Renew your land
Im here looking for you dear
If I could see clear
Thry all the sun stained stations
Its all up in the air girl
Its like a snare girl
In all its manifestations
Im here for you
Cant you see what im saying
I have palms from the ruins
Where disciples are straying
Im coming after you
With mercy given
And your secrets out
Now youre forgiven
Im here looking for you dear
Cant you see clear
All these sun stained stations
Its you under the stairs girl
With a snare girl
Sounding salutations
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"Society Is A Hole"
"Society Is A Hole"
[Thurston]
Society is a hole
It makes me lie to my friends
It's running down my street
With white powers sneakers
On the beautiful beat of black feet
Society is a hole
It beats my friends big heads
My friends have big heads,
I can understand it
But I don't recommend it
You got big big hair
And everybody is scared
Society is a hole
It makes me lie to my friends
The assault of holy music
There's a slap in my face
My friends are girls wrapped in boys
We're living in pieces
I want to live in peace
Society is a hole
[talking]
"Society Is A Hole"
[Thurston]
Society is a hole
It makes me lie to my friends
It's running down my street
With white powers sneakers
On the beautiful beat of black feet
Society is a hole
It beats my friends big heads
My friends have big heads,
I can understand it
But I don't recommend it
You got big big hair
And everybody is scared
Society is a hole
It makes me lie to my friends
The assault of holy music
There's a slap in my face
My friends are girls wrapped in boys
We're living in pieces
I want to live in peace
Society is a hole
[talking]