1.Garoux des larmes
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
This is my house, roll out the red carpet
Doghead in the window
Never was a little girl
Have wine, I can't drink yet
Day pianos I can't afford
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Garoux des larmes
Des filles
Filles de larmes
Dlire des larmes
Des joues
Larmes de joues
Run, run, mama, mama
Drink until you drop
Die until it stops
Vole des cloches
Vouez, vomir, volez
Vive violemment
Vous, voie, vieillard vot
I look down on
And all of a sudden realise
That I had on a shirt
That said take me for granted
And they did and did
I put him on
I get it, I take it
So I were guilty
Might be for a long time
If I wore
And I did
And somebody didn't see
I did I did
(Garoux des larmes, des filles, filles des larmes
Dlire des larmes, des joues, larmes des joues)
I found these shoestrings
And they say 'Watch'
This is my house, roll out the red carpet
Hoghead on a ragdoll
Never was a little girl
Run, run, mama, mama
Drink until you drop
Die until it stops
Volez, voyons
Vide, vive et germe
Voil, vierge
Vil, vire, vitr
2.Finished
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
With a loud noise
Everything breaks,
Everything falls
Rips open, leaves a hole
Follow the black moon in
Follow the flashing gates
Alone at last....
Bury it inside, bury it
Bury it inside, bury it...
Come home...
His wife died, saw her face
Revealed, refused,
Coming home
Kept it outside,
Laughed it goodbye
He wants tears, he cries
Turning it out blind
Leaving home
Goodbye
He ？
Cannot say goodbye
Finished
Hope this dog don't spin me around again
Your face in paragraphs,
Caught in a game of hope
A year, found another year
A year, found another year
When we sit at a table
There's fire between the guests
When your hands don't touch
There's sand in your place
And fire under your nail
Nobody knew, so nobody cared
Nobody knows...
3.A Feeling
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
I never could see anyone besides you
Believe it or not (probably not)
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
Something ？ when it's something little
And you just wanted something to do
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
A-oh-oh-whaa...
Sight scent sense sound touch (taste you)
Sight scent sense sound touch (taste you)
(One time sight mind touch you)
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
Sight scent sense sound touch (taste you)
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
I never could see anyone besides
Besides you (probably not)
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
Sight scent sense sound touch (taste you)
A feeli-I-I-I-ing
A-oh-oh-whaa...
4.Marriage Tree
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Like an old man in a dress Treat me like a 12 year old man
No more hearts
Don't know what 20 is Don't know where the tree stands
Only follow these hands
At midnight I reach for the blind
Toward your head, but don't touch it
I'll wish I had but when I'm dead
At midnight I hit your song It sings again
Don't know what age is Don't know where the tree stands
I only follow these hands
I couldn't make you crazy if I tried
We've been swinging 'round the tree
For how long now？
Maybe she wants to be cared for
Stay home a month here A month there
Maybe take to the open roads
Maybe take to the open roads
Maybe take to the open roads
At the marriage tree
5.Fish
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Have a fish nailed
To a cross
On my apartment wall
It sings to me with glassy eyes
And quotes from Kafka
I sings to me
An eel is squirming on my couch
He's talking up a storm
I'm laughing at his face
He slithers down across the floor
I'm laughing
I
Have a man
It follows my hips with his hands
Don't worry (I'm laughing)
Dance in the road (I have a man)
And it explodes
(It follows my lips with his melting eyes)
Don't worry
Dance in the road
Fellow turns a fishy eye from the counter
I feel at his hand
Stalking in the grey
The girl behind the counter
Sees a fin (school)
An eel slithers to the chalkboard
It writes 1 plus 1 plus 2 plus 3 plus 4 plus 5
plus 6 plus 6 plus 6 plus 6 plus 6 plus 6
Don't worry
Dance in the road
And it explodes
Don't worry
Dance in the road
The house is reeling
I'm kneeling by the tub
Lonely is as lonely does
Lonely is an eyesore
The feeling describes itself
I
Have a man
It follows my hips with his hands
I'm laughing
At a man
It follows my lips with his melting eyes
Don't worry
Dance in the road
And it explodes
Don't worry
Dance in the road
Eye...
I'm painting his eye in the middle of the floor
Fish is frozen in my living room
Stares out of a block of ice
With one melting eye... eye... eye...
(Whoo!) Aced it
Sick
6.Hate My Way
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
I could be a smack freak
And hate society
I could hate god
And blame dad
I might be in a holocaust
Hate hitler
Might not have a child
And hate school
I could be a sad lover
And hate death
I could be a neuro
And hate sweat
No
I hate my way
I make you in to some
I can't rise above the church
I'm caught in a jungle
Vines tangle my hands
I'm always so hot and it's hot in here
I say it's all right
My pillow screams too
But so does my kitchen
And water
And my shoes
And the road
I have a gun in my head
I'm invisible
I can't find the ice
A slug
I'm tv
I hate
A boy was tangled in his bike forever
A girl was missing two fingers
Gerry ann was confused
Mr. huberty
Had a gun in his head
So i sit up late in the morning
And ask myself again
How do they kill children？
And why do i want to die？
They can no longer move
I can no longer be still
I hate
My way
7.No Way in Hell
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Love's got this drag on it
No way in Hell would I turn to you
You know too damn much
No way in Hell
I'm gonna run your friend down
I'm gonna run your friend down
To the train In time for your hour
You sold my clothes to those girls
Drink till I'm numb then I'm gone
Say good nightI sleep with one hand on my clothes
I sleep with one hand on my heart
There's almost nothing left
Left to guard
For each time I say goodbye
I swallow you once every night
Say goodnight
No way in Hell would I give
No way in Hell would I fold
No way in Hell would I burn
No way in Hell would I go
No way in Hell would I quake
No way in Hell would I dance
No way in Hell would I go
8.Colder
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
They took a picture
And from this cold lightning living me through
So I feel like an alarm clock
Fire came from my mouth Is pushing me around
And I'm not loving and I'm not hating
I'm not creating
I'm losing my friends and my young dreams
That was vicious air spilled in my face out of love
And out of love
Keep walking
If I did the same thing 500 times
Could you see it in the dark？
I trust the weather
I try to make the bodies give me strength
Do we see them in the yard？
Who cares in they're rolling in bed？
There's only darkness upstairs
Does love sit cold 'til you put in somewhere
Do objects split it at your heart？
I don't see that anymore
I'm colder and colder and colder out of love
9.Tar Kissers
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Look at this it don't fit
You've put wild into it
I'm amazed you've put wild into it
What can I give you what can I give
Cool place, I'm amazed
You brought me into space
You put cake down my throat and in my face
What can I give you what can I take
Kissing you is like kissing gravel but feel's like getting off
Kissing you is like sinking down into the moss
You look better upside down
You look better lying down
On the move I can lose all my sympathy for you
Sitting straight on the back of mother hate
What can I tell you what can I say
On my knees I can see all your better qualities
So you freeze I make frozen into heat
What can I tell you that you'll believe
Kissing you is like kissing gravel but feels like getting drunk
Kissing you is like sinking down into the mud
You look better upside down
You look better lying down
For today I've arranged to be just enough deranged
To relax in the arms of someone strange
I promise you today
I promise you today
I promise you todaaaayyy
10.Mr. Bones
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Wake up now
I wanna wake up now
I wanna wake with your weight on me
Arms around
My favorite sound you make
I could sleep
If I could only think
I'm not alone with these stars on me
Diamond heat
Cuts me deep
You know
Wake up now
Why don't you wake up now
Look my heart's almost breaking
I know that now
Oh but I don't know how
I can give up all this sinking
So wake up now
Why don't you wake with your weight on me
Arms around
My favorite sound
You make, You make
11.Limbo
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Nice limbo you have here
Nice limbo you have here
Nice field you have on
Baby go back to your womb
Baby go back to your womb
You grow the apples around me
I'll spit the seeds in your grave
Bead me a necklace
A decade I'll wait
Picture this gun
I'm tired of crying
I'm gonna run
I swear you
Move you
To my pores
I'm not gonna cry anymore
Dead is next door
Dead is next door
Baby go back to your womb
Baby go back to your womb
You pulled my limbs one by one in your limbo
You pulled my limbs one by one in your limbo
12.Summer St.
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
I saw him first on Summer Street
He held my breath
A famous face
And instant death
He saw me next
One lonesome body
One lonesome song
No lonesome body
No lonesome song
Drink to my friend
Drink to the sun
To your health
'Til daylight comes
And burning wealth
I hold my breath
One lonesome body
One lonesome song
No lonesome body
No lonesome song
No lonesome song
13.Furious
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
You're furious
You're furious
I never taught you to sing
You carry rocks in your head and pitch them
Without warning, Happy drunk
You're furious
You're furious
I beg you for sin
I beg your skin, You buy a whore
Don't give her water
You're furious
You're furious
14.Bright Yellow Gun
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
With your bright yellow gun
You own the sun
And I think I need a little poison
To keep me tame
Keep me awake
I have nothing to offer but confusion
And the circus in my head
And the middle of the bed
In the middle of the night
With your bright silver frown
You own the town
And I think I need a little poison
I have no secrets
I have no lies
I have nothing to offer
But the middle of the night
And I think you need a little poison
You leak one apple a week to survive
And you still have to ask if you're alive
You have nothing to offer
But police my dreams
Keep me clean
Keep me awake
With your bright yellow gun
You own the sun
And I think I need a little poison
With your bright silver grin
You own sin
And I think I need a little poison
And I think I need a little poison
And I think I need a little poison
Bright yellow gun
Bright yellow gun
Bright yellow gun
Bright yellow gun
Bright yellow gun
Bright yellow gun
15.Pretty or Not
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
You weren't faking it I guess
Cause her girlfriend drives faster than you
Even on this fucked up road
Where everything is so far away
You make a nice nice noise i guess
And a good night seems likely here
Even on this fucked up road
Where everybody's so far away
Pretty or not
On top or underneath
You're never, never out of reach
I'm so sorry i'm cardiac baggage
I'm so sorry you feel so bad
I'd do anything to fix you again
I'm so sorry you feel so bad
Is everything feeling ok？
Is everything feeling ok？
You're wound up too tight I guess
The same troubles shaking me apart
Hard lessons the easy way
As everybody falls into place
Pretty or not
On top or underneath
You're never, never out of reach
I'm so sorry i'm cardiac baggage
I'm so sorry you feel so bad
I'd do anything to fix you again
I'm so sorry you feel so bad
Is everything fading away？
Is everything fading away？
Is everything fading away？
Is everything fading away？
Is everything fading away？
Is everything fading away？
Is everything fading away？
Is everything fading away？
16.Flying
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Wig out on me
One more time, I swear
We'll take this outside
I take you to pretty places
You'd think you'd just take the rest in stride
Wrong
But if I'd known fucking with a payphone would've got me this
I would've tried sooner
Why can't I sleep, in here？
Bury me, bury me inside him
Familiar faces never lie
You think they know what's coming
Wrong
But if I'd thought keeping us apart did any good
I would've died sooner
I make you so sad
What can I do, what can I do？
I worry so bad
What can I do, what can I do？
I make you so mad
What can I do, what can I do？
I want you so bad
What can I do, what can I do？
Wig out on me
I don't mind, I swear
By now I almost like it
This place is fascinating when you're here
But when you're not, it's not
But if I'd known leaving every home would get me here
I would've gone sooner
17.You Cage
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
You cage, you cage
You cage, you cage
You can sleep me down
Once called from above
I sport your love
I spurn your hotel
I wear your hotel
Ahh
So you own ugly hats
You wear them well
You wear them well
I wish the mood wouldn't hang so low
Hang over home, hang so
18.Two Step
Writer(s)：David Narcizo／Fred Abong／Kristin Hersh／Tanya Donelly
Two step behind the rest
One fingertip too long
A hole, a hole in the box they carry
Pours sugar in the road
Pours dimes in diamond, jim
Two months to fill him in
Two step behind the rest
One fingertip too long
A hole, a hole in the box they carry
Pours sugar in the road
A hole, a hole, a hole
A hole, a hole, a hole
19.Vicky's Box
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
He won't ride in cars anymore
It reminds him of blow jobs that he's a queer
And his hair stuck to the roof over the wheel
Like a pigeon on a tire goes around
And circles over circles and he's a queer
And his hair on the roof
Like a pigeon goes around
Says he's a man and his eyes
And his hair and his eyes
Say he's a man
He won't ride anymore
He won't ride anymore
He won't ride anymore
Home is a rage feels like a cage
Home is what you read
How you breathe
Home is how you live
I feel boxed in
I feel boxed in
I feel boxed in
Think I'll be all right
Home is where the heart lies
The heart lies, the heart lies
Welcome home, welcome home
Welcome home, welcome home
Welcome home
It's under the strangle of winter
I only love pieces of things that I hate
Like this box, this piece of roof
I can't grasp, can't see true
A piece of past
Days like today
Like a decade ago
Painful to remember like today
I've been here another year, another day
Ocean waving flies and a child
Girl you complain
To kiss the rotten broken knee
You may be dreaming
You may be bleeding
You may be in this box
A kitchen is a place where you prepare
And clean up
Clean up
Clean up
Clean up
20.Mania
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
What means hallucinate？ what are we supposed to see？
What are they supposed to want？ get a job! you scare me
I sing here I'm alone here I'm with you over here
Marshmallow brain I need an umbrella
If I'm gonna stand in the rain
My hands are cupped and full of blood
My eyes are spirals I am on my knees and praying
That is how I pray cause thatis how you pray
Rat rat rat rat rat rat
Tongue thickens I am with those who eat drugs
Who peek over the wall and get shocked
Shocking is therapy
Electrify your head!
Pianos in my hearing Vincent, me ear is falling off
Who left me alone？ What do you mean you're alone？
Goddamn wolves
No one has that dream
Hallucinate I need an umbrella
If I'm gonna go insane
I think she wanna be crazy pick a brain!
I think I'm running away
Oh boy, God？ I'm gonna scare that boy again？
Not again
Centerdale to Providence Middletown to Armageddon
A road is in my dream Centerdale is in my dream
Drums! carry me over the wall
You! left me alone what do you mean you're alone？
I peek over the wall and get sick
Sickness is therapy electrify your head!
Catalyst I need an umbrella
If I'm gonna slit my wrist
Pick your hands up
Put them on your head
Move it around and say
This is too much it doesn't fit
Your feet say nothing but move your hips
Move your hips, move your hips
Rat rat rat rat rat rat
Mania
21.Cry Baby Cry
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
I wanna cry
On a roof, on a roof
I - the third time
You will lose, you will lose
He moved me
And the chains changed
I take a nervous face
Month after month after more
Mouth after mouth after her
I said a nightmare
Complete with barking dogs and coke machines
Keep feeling like a baby chicken
Keep touching life's basement
'I'm obvioulsy confused,' I said,
'I'm more more worried for you than for me'
I yell
Cry baby cry
Cry fight it
I'm not ever getting out
I'm always getting sicker
You're the person that took me
I found last September in a notebook
It was too much for the book to hold
That's how come I wore raincoats
I said first a suicide without a note
And now a note without a suicide
First a look without a note
And now a note without a suicide
She said 'maybe death is my answer,
But love is the answer of life'
He moved me and the chains changed
I take a nervous face
Month after month after more
Mouth after mouth after her
I said a nightmare
Complete with barking dogs and coke machines
Keep feeling like a baby chicken
Keep touching life's basement
Cry baby cry cry
I fight it
Im not ever getting out
I'm always getting sicker, sicker
I found last September in a notebook
It was too much for the book to hold
I lean on some
She said 'first a suicide without a note
And now a note without a suicide.'
I said 'maybe death is my answer,
But love is the answer of life.'
22.Hillbilly
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Kick their heads and they roll off
Don't help and they foam and cry
Kick their heads and they roll off
Don't get help, and they stroll home and cry
18 holes to kill
18 stomachs raw
Hard ransacked butchered my own life, oh my
And when the wounds go home
And all the breakfast's gone
I lay where I don't care, anyone, anyone
Kick their heads and they roll off
Don't get help and they foam and cry
'Cause you're no baby
'Cause you're no honey
'Cause you're no party
'Cause your no baby
'Cause you're no midnight brawl
'Cause you're no naked sprawl
'Cause you won't take her there
23.Same Sun
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
I broke the payphone when you called
I stole the wire
That owned a goddamn piece of you
Ma Bell, is not my mother
I can't lie
Some bitch get out and tells the truth
And that's the same sun that burned my mother
That's the same sun on your dashboard
It's the same one on your postcard
I need another
I broke the mirror on your car
I stole the light it had
It tried to take the life from you
It had no color
And that's the same sun that burned my mother
That's the same sun on your dashboard
It's the same one on your postcard
I need another
I can't lie, I can't lie, I can't lie
24.Amazing Grace
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Amazing Grace
How Sweet The Sound
That Saved A Wretch Like Me
I Was Once Lost
But Now Am Found
Was Blind But Now I See
'Tis Grace That Taught
My Heart To Fear
And Grace My Fears Relieved
Now Precious Dear
That Grace Appear
The Hour I First Believed
Through Many Dangers
Toils And Snares
I Have Already Come
'Tis Grace Has Brought
Me Safe This Far
And Grace Will Lead Me Home
When We've Been There
Ten Thousand Years
Bright Shining As A Sun
We've No Less Days
To Sing God's Praise
Than When We First Begun
Amazing Grace
How Sweet The Sound
That Saved A Wretch Like Me
I Was Once Lost
But Now Am Found
Was Blind But Now I See
25.Cottonmouth
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Take my sister out of here
Screw this bar
Put my sister in your car
Who called me jailbait？
Who called me jailbait？
Who called me jailbait, here？
Put my sister in your care
Take her out of here
Don't call me jailbait
Don't call me jailbait
Don't call me jailbait, hear
You snake
You cottonmouth
You snake
Cottonmouth
I hope you remember me this way
I hope you remember me this way
The more he likes me
The more I drink
I think the more I drink
The more he likes me
I got the shakes
I got the shakes
I got the shakes
You snake
You cottonmouth
You snake
Cottonmouth
I still want to drive you to the wall
I still want to drive you to the wall
26.Cry Baby Cry
Writer(s)：John Lennon／Paul Mccartney
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
The king of Marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlour
Playing piano for the children of the king
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
At twelve o'clock a meeting round the table
For a seance in the dark
Voices out of nowhere
Put on specially by the children for a lark
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
27.Manic Depression
Writer(s)：Jimi Hendrix
28.Snailhead
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Is it enough to grow old？
Is there enough to go around？
To have a box in my snailhead？
I don't know
Is there enough to grow old？
Is it enough to have a box？
In my snailhead
I don't know
What are you do？
oh
Is it enough to grow old？
Is there enough to go around？
To have a box in my snailhead？
I don't know
Is there enough to grow old？
Is it enough to have a box？
In my snailhead
I don't know
What are you do？
And a diamond growing old
Under the ocean that's as black
As where you came from, black as rocks
As the box inside your head
What did they do, where is the ocean so black？
Don't say the circle's broken
And the diamond smoke
What did they do, where can they run
What did they break the fucking spiral was a circle
We are gone what did they do？
What will we do？
What can I do？
What have you done？
Spot on the sun
Where have you gone？
What have I done？
Diamonds, rocks as black as box and smoke
The spiral was a circle
And I was broken box inside the ocean
What did they do？
What will we do？
What can I do？
What I have done ？
29.City of the Dead
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
I won't stay awake if I can't kiss your fingers
The creole porter misses you but I don't
It's like Saint Peter said in the city of the dead
The creole porter misses you but I don't
It's like Saint Louis said in the city of the dead
So stop your talking in my dreams
I won't stay married 'cause you won't stay buried
Stop your talking in my dreams
I think of all the dead girls
I think of all the dead girls
30.Jak
Writer(s)：Peter Prescott
Pull your lover 'round by the nose...
You'll never get to see how the garden grows
But if you go forth so...
You can't stop the smell of roses
Eighteen things at once
You spread yourself so thin
You could not find a basket
To put all your eggs in
Mikey row the boat ashore
...
If you walk next to the ...
You got a lose a little of something
Jak of all trades and a master of none
How can a person get anything done？
You can fool yourself, you can fool anyone
Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak
Jak of all trades and a master of none
How can a person get anything done？
You can fool yourself, you can fool anyone
Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak Jak
Jak of all trades
Jak of all trades
Jak of all trades
31.Ride Into the Sun
Writer(s)：John Cale／Lou Reed／Mo Tucker／Sterling Morrison
32.Handsome Woman
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
That handsome woman
Cried barrels for you
Stick her in, you don't
Catch all this, he said
Hold on to the floor
I don't love you any more
I don't love you any more
Draft another Bible
That handsome woman
Cried barrels for you
Sneak her in, you dope
Sneak her in, you dope
Draft another Bible
33.Like a Dog
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Search the world for something for you
(For something for you)
Nothing's sweet enough
To kiss me like you do
Built the walls in your front door
So you know how to leave
Give your love
You know how to breathe
Feel your lips and tongue
So you know how to fly
I give you life
So I can never die
Something so much like heaven
Nothing's so much like rain
You have everything
Give your hands
So they know how to maim
So it knows how to pray
You are right
You were right
The sweetest
34.Crayon Sun
Writer(s)：D Hidalgo／L Perez
Scrunched up face in a picture book
Feet don't reach the bathroom floor
Photos flying through the air
Neighbors tree needs me to climb
This what I am, this is what I am
Crayon sun hung on the fence
Someone laughts at my shoes on wrong
This is what I am, this is what I am
Finger pointed at the moon
Little scare and the thunder boom
Counting cars from my screen door
Reaching out for a hand to hold
This is what I am, this is what I am
Crayon sun on all the pants
Someone lacing my shoes up wrong
This is what I am, this is what I am
35.Red Eyes
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Two fists of roses
Red eyes
In spring time you come home
In spring time you come home
Joyride to seaside
Looking for the rain
You sweat like a bullet
I swear like a train
I can't begin to let you down
We hide in showers
Looking for the rain
I'm okay, I'm okay
I'm okay, I'm okay
You sing so quiet
I can't hear what you say
I'm okay, I'm okay
I'm okay, I'm okay
I can't begin to let you down
Meet me in the dark
Where it's good
And I don't have to move
Stop the car
When I tell you to
I think I have to go
Let you down low
Let you down
Going home in a honey tree
Looking for the rain
In spring time you come home
In spring time you come home
I can't begin to let you down
I can't begin to let you down
I can't begin to let you down
I can't begin to let you down
I can't begin to let you down
36.Tar Moochers
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
37.Serene Swing
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
38.Limbobo
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Nice limbo you have here
Nice limbo you have here
Nice field you have on
Baby go back to your womb
Baby go back to your womb
You grow the apples around me
I'll spit the seeds in your grave
Bead me a necklace
A decade I'll wait
Picture this gun
I'm tired of crying
I'm gonna run
I swear you
Move you
To my pores
I'm not gonna cry anymore
Dead is next door
Dead is next door
Baby go back to your womb
Baby go back to your womb
You pulled my limbs one by one in your limbo
You pulled my limbs one by one in your limbo
39.If
Writer(s)：D Hidalgo／L Perez
40.Heel Toe
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
Fireflies, in his eyes
You could wonder too
Heel toe, heel toe
Catwalk in his future memories
You could wonder too
Heel toe, heel toe
Rain sings to kings
Mothers disappear
Heel toe, heel toe
Fireflies, in your eyes
I'll carry you
Heel toe, heel toe
I'll carry you
Heel toe, heel toe
I'll carry you
Heel toe, heel toe
41.Take(Live Remix)
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
I think I could like you
If you let me drive your car
I think I might want you
If you let me drive real far
I won't steal your keys
I won't try to be mean
Plus it might break you
Break you that might save you
I pray to the god who made you
I wouldn't break it
Couldn't take what isn't mine
'Cause I like you
And I know it isn't right
Just go about your business
And pretend that I'm your wife
Plus I could feed you
Feed you 'cause I need you
I pray to the gods I can please you
I hold a fistful of money
Drag me down I reel you in
If you don't think I'm pretty
I understand
Just don't think you won't die
By a woman's hand
Plus I might hurt you
Hurt you, desert you
I pray to the gods I can burn you
Take to the road
Take me with you
Take to the road
Take me with you
Bring me, this thing me
I pray to the gods you can change me
Take to the road
Take me with you
Take to the road
Take me with you
42.Finished(Live Remix)
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
With a loud noise
Everything breaks,
Everything falls
Rips open, leaves a hole
Follow the black moon in
Follow the flashing gates
Alone at last....
Bury it inside, bury it
Bury it inside, bury it...
Come home...
His wife died, saw her face
Revealed, refused,
Coming home
Kept it outside,
Laughed it goodbye
He wants tears, he cries
Turning it out blind
Leaving home
Goodbye
He ？
Cannot say goodbye
Finished
Hope this dog don't spin me around again
Your face in paragraphs,
Caught in a game of hope
A year, found another year
A year, found another year
When we sit at a table
There's fire between the guests
When your hands don't touch
There's sand in your place
And fire under your nail
Nobody knew, so nobody cared
Nobody knows...
43.Back Road(Matter of Degrees)
Writer(s)：Kristin Hersh
One, two, three, four
How many, many people outside your door？
Two, three, four, five
How many, many people outside？
Four, three, two, one
I don't think you can hold your own
Five, six, seven, eight
I don't think you can save your face
You don't say no
He dunk the backboard
And he sleep on the couch
He jump the backseat
And he sleep on the couch
He drive the backroad, He drive the backroad
And he sleep
You're a pusher
Spy in a bath
We make us move
Like some kind of bath
Come when you need some
Come when you need some
You're a pusher
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