Weird Revolution
Album - 28 agosto 2001 - Debaser id 21626

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
There were girls in the front
There were girls in the back
And there were girls pettin' squirrels
And there were squirrels smokin' crack
With an old Navy Seal and the DEA
And a loaded automatic just to blow me all away
With a dog drinkin' liquor from a hole in the sky
And a picture of a pitcher throwin' pitches at a guy
He had a problem with his sister and her 3D cups
And a brother with a shovel just to shake it all up

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test

Locomotive individual and a knuckle in a fight
And I was hidin' in the bushes but I couldn't stand the light
And he was highly indisputable the leader of the gang
Like a bullet in the freezer - Bang Bang

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test

Get down - get down get get dow dow dow down
Invisibility is a relative thing
hah hah hah ha ha ha ha ha

I was all shaken up after I got shaken down
I was shakin' in the air
And I was shakin' on the ground
I was taken by the shaker who was preachin' to the crew
He was shakin' lots of bacon cookin' egg in his shoe
And awaken all the stereos began to sing a tune
Told us we were just a vision in a dream about a shoe
That was walkin' through a store
To find a needle for a soul
That had lost a little reason
Through a little tiny hole

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test
I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test

[Addtional closing lyrics in French]

Got no future, great big past
Little bitty guy on the rim of my glass.
Gotta meet the plane, so I can get my monkey
Teach him to be cool but a little bit funky.
Got no credit, and I got no fear,
and I got about a buck so I can buy a beer.
Gotta see a doctor 'bout the words I've said.
and I gotta get a bike and I gotta paint it red.

Oh no, we gotta go, we’re not gonna live forever
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL be together
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior
You don’t have to be there ‘cause I’m never, never, never comin’ home

Three feet deep in a slow motion WRECK
I was walkin’ the walk and I was talkin’ to the best
I was wrinkled and shriveled and steppin’ out of line
PLAYIN' the end against the MIDDLE and losing every time
I was venous and heinous and crippled and sad
Thought I was invincible, the baddest of the bad
Then I woke up one morning, and I stepped out of bed
Had to get a bike, had to paint it red

Oh no, we gotta go, we’re not gonna live forever
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL be together
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior
I know that you’ll miss me but I’m never, never, never comin’ home

Crazy (I’m crazy, I wanna tell you that I’m crazy)
Janis E. and Kurtis Mayfield, Leslie Gore with VIDAL Sassoon
How you think I, How you think I, How you think I take it
Said, how you think I take it when I hear all about it
Where will he go and where’s the brain
Este noche, enchillada, in Chicago ni por nada

Oh no, we gotta go, we’re not gonna live forever
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL be together
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior
You don’t have to be there ‘cause I’m never, never, never comin’ home

Starin’ IN disbelief out at the gloom, I was forced with remorse to learn the bassoon
I got real good in about six years, started playing OUT for a couple of beers
THEN one day I was playin’ at the gig and in walked the monkey with a couple of funky friends
He came right over and said “this is what you’ll do, you’re gonna get a bike, you’re gonna paint it blue.�?

Oh no, we gotta go, we’re not gonna live forever
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL be together
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior
I know that you’ll miss me but I’m never, never, never comin’ home

1, 2, 3, 4
everybody all come running
why do they run it so
downtown up around they go
downtown it's a run around, run around
downtown it's an up town run around, Go

Yea, everybody talkin bout the circle in the sand
and the [thinin] of the people will they ever understand?
and the people in the sequeal and the steeple in the sky
are the only people set up, I hope they just die

Yea, everybody talkin bout the seal in the sand
and the steeple of the sequel will they every understand?
and the people in the window are the victims of the sky
and the lonesome need a farret, I hope they just die, Go

1, 2, 3, 4,
everybody all come running
why do they run it so
downtown up around they go
downtown it's a run around, run around
downtown it's an up town run around, Go

everybody talkin bout fried eggs
everybody talkin bout Jesus
everybody talkin bout lawers
everybody walkin on lava
everybody get a new lawer
everybody feel a little longer
everybody get a little wider
everybody get up...

(random mumbling and odd jibberish...)

God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha.
Bob Dylan on a motor scooter.

Allah, Buddha, God, Zeus.
Gotta get me a red caboose.

Buddha, God, Zeus, Allah.
Mexico in a low Impala.

Zeus, Allah, Buddha, God.
Eco suda pinchay a nada.

We love him.
We love him.
We love him.

Zeus, Allah, Buddha, God.
Eco suda la ching ga.

God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha.
Bob Dylan on a motor scooter.

We love him.
We love him.

I'm not the world's most intelligent guy
Sometimes I just sit, and wonder why
It takes a lot of money and a telephone
Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long

Break us and we will not burn
Kill us and we will return
Shake us and we will not shock
Shock us and we'll f**king rock

I'm not the world's most incredible man
But I just can't seem to understand
If it weren't for all the people like me all alone
Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long

Break us and we will not burn


Kill us and we will return
Shake us and we will not shock
Shock us and we'll f**king rock

They were doing what I was doing while lightning hit the street
A bar of soap, a pint of scope was all they had to eat
Looky there, some macaroni, it happened to his hair
He had a shirt, but it was hurt, and sadness filled the air

Now I'm not the world's most incredible man
I never can quite seem to understand
If it weren't for all the people like me all alone
Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long

It takes a lot of money, then you teach them how to talk
Come on pretty baby, rock rock rock!

Jet fighters never die

Mikey was a little boy, he loved to watch the clouds
He was born to fly
Mikey joined the Navy, his father was quite proud
Mother never wanted it that way
He got into the cockpit and rose up in the sky
Set his sights on Beirut and he let his missiles fly
Boom, Boom!

Jet fighters never die
I don't know, but I've been told
It's been said that God is dead
Jet fighters never cry, jet fighters never die

The General smoked a Cuban blunt
Hand rolled by the Reds
Then he poured a glass of Scotch
and tallied up the dead

The fighter banked into the night, then he caught a Sam
He rose up into Heaven with Jesus in his hand
Scenery was so beautiful, could not believe his eyes
Then he spotted John Wayne, he knew he had arrived
Jesus interrupted him, he had something to tell
They had to speak with Allah, and he sent them both to Hell!
Boom, boom!