if you listen to what your record player says
you will find yourself in a glory-ridden daze
time for shouting, time for on your back
no one cares about that
the label's good to you
you have so many things you wanna' say
you have a stylist, now
we love your image and your bustier
your leather pants, they look dynamite
they make me concentrate on all that you write
i'm seeing stars now and you're singing songs down to me
if you listen to what your record player says
you will find yourself in a glory-ridden daze
time for shouting, time for on your back
no one cares about that
we're all so proud of you
it's hard to think of you in chemistry
you're such a shining star
and everything that you had dreamed to be
you singing great, so out of control
with no guitar all you have is the pole
now it's the solo and you drop down to your knees
if you listen to what your record player says
you will find yourself in a glory-ridden daze
time for shouting, time for on your back
no one cares about that
no one cares about that

over these hills into these valleys don't you know
you'll catch your eyes on different worlds down below
some time and tonic, you're lyin' in a bed
these hills and valleys are a vortex on your head
champagne and dandelions
women and shipwrecked men
angles are multiplying 2009 X 10
you are wide open, no holds barred again
you'll see them all around and recognize a friend
i know the feeling, i find it here and there
i watch it closely and i'm just about to share
champagne and dandelions
women and shipwrecked men
angles are multiplying 2009 X 10
a simple story of a past before the pre
a brand new way to find a new reality
guilt, hate, and shame, and poverty, and war
an invitation to just leave them at the door
champagne and dandelions
women and shipwrecked men
angles are multiplying 2009 X 10
if loneliness and poverty grab you again
pick up the phone and then you put the numbers in
i've seen some ears around, and some brains in between
you'll get excited babe when you know what i mean
champagne and dandelions
women and shipwrecked men
angles are multiplying 2009 X 10

what have you got to say
flowers are in your hair
stinging around your head
while you were unaware
laughing out loud at the tricks you play
this is what you're waiting for
you're playing the same games as yesterday
slip outside of the world that you made
look into drinking pink lemonade
these are some of the games that people play
while you were unaware
there was something wrong
there was something gone astray
little children heard the story around town
when you're falling down
roaring like an ocean wave
all the flowers live on tears that water made
what have you got to say about leaving
flowers are in your hair, i know you care
stinging around your head while you were sleeping
while you were unaware
laughing out loud at the tricks you play
this is what you're waiting for
you're playing the same games as yesterday
slip outside of the world that you made
look into drinking pink lemonade
these are some of the games that people play
while you were unaware

you don't live in a cave
and there is so much around you
you're o.k. but you've changed
and now your lover is taboo
mom and dad don't care
but you have oh, so crossed that line
we were boy and girl
you fell in love with the same kind
at your best friend's wedding
on the bathroom floor
you were poised and waiting
begging more and more
she's acting so uptight
she's drinking the champagne
she's wearing all the white
you're seeing shades of grey
i've heard the story before
the first you ever came onto
your best friend in the world
how could she marry and leave you
mom and dad don't care
but you have oh, so crossed that line
we were boy and girl
you fell in love with the same kind
at your best friend's wedding
on the bathroom floor
you were poised and waiting
begging more and more
she's acting so uptight
she's drinking the champagne
she's wearing all the white
you're seeing shades of grey
don't get so down on yourself
it was a fling you fell into
your best friend in the world
how could you know it would change you
mom and dad don't care
but you have oh, so crossed that line
we were boy and girl
you fell in love with the same kind
at your best friend's wedding
on the bathroom floor
you were poised and waiting
begging more and more
she's acting so uptight
she's drinking the champagne
she's wearing all the white
you're seeing shades of grey

it's like i'm walking on broken glass
with a lover that was born to last
take me back to your lonely room
show me each and every part of you
there once was a time
it's spinning all around in your mind
there once was a time
it's spinning all around in your mind
the telephone calls have all gone away today
and when the sun sets it all seems so far away
my pretty girl's hands turn from coloring in to grey
that's what you get when you're going on
the deuce is wild and your pants are gone
players are playin' and you are right on the tune
pick up a phone and you're calling home
there's someone's there and they're not alone
you know the story and what you have got to do
it's like i'm walking on broken glass
with a lover that was born to last
take me back to your lonely room
show me each and every part of you
there once was a time
it's spinning all around in your mind
there once was a time
it's spinning all around in your mind
if you should sit down and look on the street today
you'll see us marching, we're playing the soft parade
and we'll keep marching 'till the seventeenth day of may
that's what you get when the moment's gone
the music fades and your guard is on
farewell parade and the tuba is on the tune
pick up a broom and a cigarette
clean up the glass 'cause you haven't yet
you know the story and what you have got to do
it's like i'm walking on broken glass

in a life filled with monotony
caviar and two for tea
waking up with hardwood on the floor
there's a little place between your eyes
acting as a new disguise
lift yourself and jump out of the door
in a life filled with monotony
blind is all i'll ever be
minor chords are sad and out of sight
well it's a virgin and a magazine
with all the questions in between
holding hands, the left as to the right
in a life filled with monotony
saturdays at 10:15
telling stories to a ghost parade
clinging to a pen and pad
thinking of the love you had
now you're lying in the bed you made
in a life filled with monotony
waking up with hardwood on the floor
well there;s a little place between your eyes
acting as a new disguise
lift yourself and jump out of the door

welcome to alleys and jets
welcome to darkness and rain
the scene of the crime
and then you kill me again
the death is taking the shape
of something everyone hates
on sale for bargaining rates
who couldn't care
10 calls later
phone cord 'round your neck
your hanging little pieces of pride
you found the dregs of the world
the kind that everyone hates
there is a thin line to cross
you kill me again
the death is taking the shape
of something everyone hates
on sale for bargaining rates
who couldn't care
10 calls later
phone cord 'round your neck
your hanging little pieces of pride
there are chameleons down
behind the back of your sight
they have a message of black
that they will bring into light
this is the year of the dead
and trading life for the bread
so shine your trophies instead
that's who you are
10 calls later
phone cord 'round your neck
your hanging little peices of pride

three o' clock in the morning, blood pouring down
it was the final warning before it came around
started a scuffle, ended up on the ground
you're using violence and you look like a clown
you have some muscles but your brain is so small
it's so apparent by the look of it all
you're solving problems with a a swing and a brawl
you're feeling high now i assure you a fall
a drunken melee', subtraction of wit
you deal with losers and well, that's what you get
black and blue morning and you feel like the pits
stuck to the pillow and it sure ain't the ritz
it's so unfortunate, and violence is dumb
you call it necessary, i say how come?
look all around you, think about where you're from
violence has bought you from a king to a bum
we're dropping bombs now, the example is set
we're killing killing and we're not happy yet
it's like we're gambling and we both lose the bet
i try and try to, but i cannot forget
three o' clock in the morning, blood pouring down
it was the final warning before it came around
started a scuffle, ended up on the ground
you're using violence and you look like a clown

there are billions of people
running around in your mind
and they have billions of stories
don't tell them one at a time
if you gather the ground troops
line them up one at a time
you will start the beginning
of the very end of the line
and you don't even know it's too late
to forget all the plans that you made
all the people you're trying to blame
count their money and style just the same
looking forever
thinking up line after line
about how women and children
occupy none of your mind
grab a handfull of rockets
shoot them up right up to the sky
grab a handfull of money
you're gonna' win when you die
and you're paying it back at a rate
that will put you in touch with your fate
it's a liar that told you to say
that tomorrow today is today
make me an offer
what is it that's on your mind
have you written the contract
right up to the dotted line
will your people believe you
what are you trying to say
because your bodies and bullets
bodies that won't go away
if the president calls me tonight
and he tells me the kids are alright
i will ask him to stick out his hand
shed his very own blood on the sand

there must be something in the air tonight
there must be something on the wind that's right
and i don't hear a sound
when i look all around
and if you close your eyes
you will see his disguise
the saxophone is screaming at the light
and it's o.k. to sell it for the rights
put my ear to the ground
do you know what i found
there's a man with a prize
podiums topped with lies
down at the end of the tunnel things look bright
and you have never seen teeth quite so white
it appears you're heaven bound
or perhaps it's underground
a guitar will suffice
grab the drums, we're on the rise

there once was a time
i had no feeling at all in my mind
there once was a place
i had no felling at all in my face
i've heard those stories you're telling 'round town
i've seen the faces that you've left with a frown
i know you're gone
i can't go on
there's a rumor going 'round
that a young man, he had drowned
he was looking for true love on the sea
well the storms come all around
and the young man didn't drown
but his lover said that he died in spite of me
i've heard those stories you're telling 'round town
i've seen the faces that you've left with a frown
i know you're gone
i can't go on
why she lied about my death
i will ponder 'till my last breath
well our romance, it had ended maliciously
it was over, i had known
though the story, overblown
you cried wolf, babe
and now no one will believe
i've heard those stories you're telling 'round town
i've seen the faces that you've left with a frown
i know you're gone
i can't go on
when your lover steps aside
and the romance, it has died
spend no time in defense of integrity
'cause the sun comes in the morn
like a christian, you're newborn
buy a bottle
call my number
drink it with me
i've heard those stories you're telling 'round town
i've seen the faces that you've left with a frown
i know you're gone
i can't go on