1.Dirty Boots
Writer(s)：Thurston MooreKim GordonLee RanaldoSteve Shelley
Here we go to another candle I know
All the girls there playing on a jelly roll
Time to take a ride
Time to take it in a midnight eye
And if you wanna go
Get on below
Pinkin' out the day
Dreamin' out the crazy way
Finger on the love
It's all above
Everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck
The satellite wish will make it just enough
You be makin' out with a witch in a coffee truck
Time to rock the road
And tell the story of the jelly rollin'
Dirty boots are on
Hi-de-ho
Pinkin' out the black
Dreamin' in a crack
Satan got her tongue
Now it's undone
I got some dirty boots
Yeh dirty boots
I got some dirty boots, baby
Dirty boots
Hey!
2.White Kross
Writer(s)：Kim GordonThurston MooreLee RanaldoSteve Shelley
Burning inside
I cross myself, it doesn't help
Because I'm not smart enough
I'm diggin' into hot white
Learning not to lie
We cross it out and stay away
Burning inside
We cross it out and stay away
3.Eric's Trip
Writer(s)：Kim GordonThurston MooreLee RanaldoSteve Shelley
achoo... brancafest
I can't see anything at all, all I see is me
That's clear enough, that's what's important
To see me
My eyes can focus, my brain is talking
It looks pretty good to me
My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful
It looks pretty good to me
Sometimes I speak, tonite there's nothing to say
Sometimes we freak, and laugh all day
Hold these pages up to the light
See the jacknife inside of the dream
A railroad runs through the record stores at night
Coming in for the deep freeze
Mary： a simple word
Are you there in the cold country？
Yr eyes so full, yr head so tight
Can't you hear me？
Remember our talk, that day on the phone？
I said I was the door, and you were the station
With shattered glass and miles between us
We still flew away in the conversation
My cup is full, and I feel okay
The world is dull, but not today
She thinks she's a goddess
She says she talks to the spirits
I wonder if she can talk to herself？
If she can bear to hear it
This is Eric's trip
We've all come to watch him slip
He's slipping all the way to Texas
Can you dig it？
I see with a glass eye, the pavement view
A shadow forming, across fields rushing
Through me to you
We tore down the world, and put up four walls
I breathe in the myth
I'm over the city, fucking the future
I'm high and inside your kiss
We can't see clear
But what we see is alright
We make up what we can't hear
And then we sing all night
Scattered pages and shattered lights
See the jacknife, see the dream
There's something moving over there to the right
Like nothing I've ever seen.
4.Cinderella's Big Score
Writer(s)：Kim GordonThurston MooreLee RanaldoSteve Shelley
if I could give you anything
I would give you a kick
you'd rather have a dollar
than a hug from your sis
you really fucked up this time
your old lady's really pissed
she's not just laughing
she's polishing her fist
if you could give me anything
would you consider a fist？
don't give me yr soul
it's caught is an abyss
here's a pack of ciggies
fresh from the wonder lips
a dream, a wish, a heart's desires
cinderella is a kiss
a cold is gonna take you
and freeze away your tears
ome a little closer honey
you can be so near
mind your heart aside you (？)
really got no sense of time (？)
ninety-nine inside you (？)
that I'm scared if you were cryin'
if I could give you anything
I would give you a kick
you'd rather have a dollar
than a hug from your sis
a cold is gonna take you
and freeze away your tears
come a little closer honey
we can be so near
5.Dirty Boots
Writer(s)：Thurston MooreKim GordonLee RanaldoSteve Shelley
Here we go to another candle I know
All the girls there playing on a jelly roll
Time to take a ride
Time to take it in a midnight eye
And if you wanna go
Get on below
Pinkin' out the day
Dreamin' out the crazy way
Finger on the love
It's all above
Everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck
The satellite wish will make it just enough
You be makin' out with a witch in a coffee truck
Time to rock the road
And tell the story of the jelly rollin'
Dirty boots are on
Hi-de-ho
Pinkin' out the black
Dreamin' in a crack
Satan got her tongue
Now it's undone
I got some dirty boots
Yeh dirty boots
I got some dirty boots, baby
Dirty boots
Hey!
6.The Bedroom
Writer(s)：Kim GordonThurston MooreLee RanaldoSteve Shelley
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