Perfect Day
Compilation - 29 settembre 1997 - Debaser id 22722

Just a perfect day
drink sangria in the park
And then later when it gets dark
we go home

Just a perfect day
feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie too
and then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
you just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
problems all left alone
We can do this on our own
it's such fun

Just a perfect day
you made me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
you just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow

You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
you believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach
And all those older guys
they said he was mean and cruel, but you know
wanted to play football for the coach
They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer
so I say I'm playing right-end
wanted to play football for the coach
'Cause, you know some day, man
you gotta stand up straight unless you're gonna fall
then you're gone to die
And the straightest dude
I ever knew was standing right for me all the time
So I had to play football for the coach
and I wanted to play football for the coach

When you're all alone and lonely
in your midnight hour
And you find that your soul
it's been up for sale

And you begin to think 'bout
all the things that you've done
And you begin to hate
just 'bout everything

But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
and the -

- Glory of love, glory of love
glory of love, just might come through

And all your two-bit friends
have gone and ripped you off
They're talking behind your back saying, man
you're never going to be no human being
And you start thinking again
'bout all those things that you've done
And who it was and what it was
and all the different things you made every different scene

Ahhh, but remember that the city is a funny place
Something like a circus or a sewer
And just remember different people have peculiar tastes
and the -

- Glory of love, the glory of love
the glory of love, might see you through
yeah, but now, now
Glory of love, the glory of love
the glory of love, might see you through
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love
Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through
Oh, my Coney Island baby, now
(I'm a Coney Island baby, now)
I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel
and all the kids and P.S. 192
Coney Island baby
Man, I'd swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you

A son who is cursed with a harridan mother
or a weak simpering father at best
Is raised to play out the timeless classical motives
of filial love and incest

How does he speak to a
How does he speak to the prettiest girl
How does he talk to her
What does he say for an opening line
What does he say if he's shy

What do you do with your pragmatic passions
with your classically neurotic style
How do you deal with your vague self-comprehension's
what do you do when you lie

How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to her
How do you dance on the head of a pin
When you're on the outside looking in

How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl

How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
You just say, Hello, (hello) Baby (hello)
...
Baby, angel, how do you talk to the prettiest girl, you say
Hello baby, hello baby, angel, angel, pretty little girl
Angel, angel ....

Picking up pieces of information
Time locks
Picking up pieces of information about you
And how to pick locks
Scouting around on the Lower East Side and matresses in the rain
Them uptown ladies with their uptown coats
Come down here to get laid

It's a boring macho trip
And I'm the type that facinates
Hey, Mrs Pamela Brown, how's the Dakota?

You're twenty eight years and your face has been lifted
But you still look so much older
You been desoiled and your linen is drab,
You've got crabs
The things they sell you
Your credit cards
I love you for it
I love you for it
Sell your sugar
I'm a humanitarian
I give it all to myself
That way you way you cling
And I stay additive

And psychologically you know
Hey, psychologically it's better that I think that I am dirt
Psychologically it's better that I think that I am dirt
Do you know it's better to think I'm dirt
Don't you like to have some dirt
That all it's worth it's just dirt
Cheap
Cheap damn dirt
Hey Pam, dirt
Cheap dirt
Dirt
Uptown dirt
Dirt

I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world

Responsibility sits so hard on my shoulder
like a good wine, I'm better as I grow older, and now -

- I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world

It's hard to settle for second best
after you've had me, you know that you've had the best
and now you know that -

- I'm just a gift to the women of this world

(I'm just a gift to the women of this world)
(I'm just a gift to the women of this world)

Responsibility sits hard on my shoulder
like a good wine, I'm better as I get older, and now -

- I'm just a gift to the women of this world
You know that I'm just a gift to the women of this world
just a gift now

(I'm just a gift to the women of this world)
(I'm just a gift to the women of this world)
(I'm just a gift to the women of this world)
(I'm just a gift to the women of this world, just now)
(I'm just a gift to the women of this world, just a gift)
(I'm just a gift to the women of this world)
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
....

Read in the paper 'bout a man killed with a sword
and that made my think of my friend George
People said the man was five foot six
sounds like George with his killing stick

Hey bro, what's the word
talkin' 'bout my friend George
Hey bro, what's the word
talkin' 'bout my friend George
You talkin' 'bout my friend George

I knew George since he's eight
I always thought that he was great
And anything that George would do
you know that I would do it too

George liked music and George liked to fight
he worked out in a downtown gym every night
I'd spar with him when work was done
we split lips but it was all in fun

Hey bro, what's the word
you talkin' 'bout my friend George
Hey bro, what's the word
talkin' 'bout my friend George
Talkin' 'bout my friend George

Next thing I hear George's got this stick
he's using it for more than kicks
I seen him down at Smalley's bar
he was wired up, I tried to calm him down

Avenge yourself he says to me
avenge yourself for humanity
Avenge yourself for the weak and the poor
stick it to these guys right through their heads

Well, the fight is my music, the stick is my sword
and you know that I love you, so please don't say a word
Can't you hear the music playing, the anthem, it's my call
and the last I seen of George was him
running through the door, I says -

Hey bro, what's the word
talkin' 'bout my friend George
Hey bro, what's the word
you talkin' 'bout my friend George
Talkin' 'bout my friend George

Hey bro, what's the word
you talkin' 'bout my friend George
Hey bro, what's the word
what me saying 'bout my friend George
Hey bro, what's the word
hear you talkin' 'bout my friend George
Hey bro, what's the word
I hear talkin' 'bout my friend George

Legendary hearts
tearing up apart
with stories of their love
their great transcendent loves
While we stand here and fight
and lose another night
of legendary love

Legendary loves
haunt me in my sleep
promises to keep
I never should have made
I can't live up to this
I'm good for just a kiss
not legendary love

Romeo, oh, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo
he's in a car or at a bar
or churning his blood with an impure drug
He's in the past and seemingly lost forever

He worked hard at being good
but his basic soul was stained not pure
and when he took his bow
no audience was clapping

Legendary hearts
tear us all apart
make our emotions bleed
crying out in need
No legendary love
is coming from above
it's in this room right now

And you've got to fight
to make what's right
you've got to fight
to make what's right
You've got to fight
to make what's right
you've got to fight to keep your legendary love

Everybody's gonna try to tell you what to do, uhh-haa
And never, never, never, never, let it be said that it's true
oh-oh, hey, give it to my baby

Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone

They're the kind of people that'll always let you down
I know you, too, you don't ever give it a frown
oh, do it, do it, now, do it, do it

Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
get down, baby
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
oh, come now, leave me alone, mam, okay, baby

Oh, oh, yeah
ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
Ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
Ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
Ah-ha-ha

Don't you know some people, they just don't know when to stop
give it to me, now
They can't tell the floor from the ceiling or the top
And there're other types, they always make you wait
And they're always the first to say, the state you come from

Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me forever
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me forever
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone, oh
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone
leave me alone

Ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
Ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
Ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
Ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
ah-ha-ha, oh, oh, yeah
Ah-ha-ha

Hey now, bitch, now, baby
you better make your face get out of here, quick
Maybe your, was getting, ah, too rich
It ain't like we ain't never seen this thing before
And if it turns you then around
then you better hit the door

But I know, oh, it's just a temporary thing
Oh yeah, it's just a temporary thing

You've read too many books, you've seen too many plays
And it's things like this, that turn you away
Hey, now, now, look, huh, look, hey look, hey look
you better think about it twice
I know that your good breeding makes it seem not so nice

It's just a temporary thing
Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, it's just a temporary thing

Where's the number, where's the dime and where's the phone
I feel like a stranger, I guess you wanna go back home
Your mother, your father, your brother
I guess they wouldn't agree with me
But I don't give two shits, they're no better than me

Ah-ha, it's just a temporary thing
Oh yeah, been there before just a temporary thing
It's just a temporary thing
Ah bitch, get off my kids, temporary thing
Get out, it's just a temporary thing
Yeah now, home (it's just a temporary thing)
Temporary thing, huh, ah-ha (it's just a temporary thing)
.... (it's just a temporary thing)
.... (it's just a temporary thing)
(it's just a temporary thing)
(it's just a temporary thing)

The man has a gun
he knows how to use it
Nine millimeter Browning
let's see what he can do
He'll point at your mouth
say that he'll blow your brains out
Don't you mess with me
carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
carrying a gun
Don't you mess with me
carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
carrying a gun
Don't mess with me
ooohhh, carrying a gun
Get over there
move slowly
I'll put a hole in your face
if you even breathe a word
Tell the lady to lie down
I want, ah, you to be sure to see this
I wouldn't want you to miss a second
watch your wife
Carrying a gun
shooting with a gun
Dirty animal

Carrying a gun
carrying a gun
Watch you face
carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
carrying a gun
The animal dies with fear in his eyes
with a gun
Don't touch him, don't touch him
stay away from him, he's got a gun

Staring at my picture book
she looks like Mary, Queen of Scots
She seemed very regal to me
just goes to show how wrong you can be

I'm gonna stop wastin' my time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song

My castle, kids and home
I thought she was Mary, Queen of Scots
I tried so very hard
shows just how wrong you can be

I'm gonna stop wasting time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
...

Some people are into the power of power
The absolute corrupting power, that makes great men insane
While some people find their refreshment in action
The manipulation, encroachment and destruction of their inferiors

Growing up in public, growing up in public
Growing up in public, growing up in public with your pants down

Some people are into sadistic pleasures
They whet their desires and drool in your ears
They're quasi-effeminate characters in love with oral gratification
They edify your integrities, so they can play on your fears

They're gonna do you in public, 'cause you're growing up in public
They're gonna do it to you in public,
'Cause you're growing up in public with your pants down

Some people think being a man is unmanly
Some people think that the whole concept's a joke
But some people think being a man is the whole point
And then some people wish they'd never awoke

Up from a dream of nightmarish proportions
Down to a size neither regal nor calm
A Prince Hamlet caught the middle between reason and instinct
Caught in the middle with your pants down again

Caught in the middle, I'm really caught in the middle
I'm caught in the middle, caught in the middle deciding about you