Pleased to Meet Me
Album - 7 aprile 1987 - Debaser id 11828

Get me out of this little stinkin' fresh air
Ninety days in the electric chair
Step right up son
Gonna show you something ain't never been done
You're all fucked

Listen, it don't cost much
I lay down the line that you touch
Never do what you're told
There'll be time, believe me, when you're old
You're all wrong and I'm right

Please be on your honor
Please be on your side

(Back in here)

Listen to the story all right
I'm losing all I own on that dotted line
Step right up son
Gonna show you something ain't never been done
You're all wrong and I'm right

You see I want it in writing, I owe you nothing
I want it in writing, I owe you nothing
I want it in writing

If he was from Venus, would he feed us with a spoon?
If he was from Mars, wouldn't that be cool?
Standing right on campus, would he stamp us in a file?
Hangin' down in Memphis all the while.

Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love. What's that song?
I'm in love with that song."

Cerebral rape and pillage in a village of his choice.
Invisible man who can sing in a visible voice.
Feeling like a hundred bucks, exchanging good lucks face to face.
Checkin' his stash by the trash at St. Mark's place.

Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love. What's that song?
I'm in love with that song."

I never travel far without a little Big Star

Runnin' 'round the house, Mickey Mouse and the Tarot cards.
Falling asleep with a flop-pop video on.
If he was from Venus, would he meet us on the moon?
If he died in Memphis, then that'd be cool, babe

Children by the million wait for Alex Chilton when he come around
They sing "I'm in love. What's that song?
I'm in love with that song."
I'm in love. What's that song?
I'm in love with that song.
I'm in love. What's that song?
I'm in love with that song.

Do we give it up? (I don't know)
Should we give it hell? (I don't know)
Are you makin' a fortune? (I don't know)
Or don't you wanna tell? (I don't know)
Should we give it up? (I don't know)
Or hang around some more? (I don't know)
Should we buy some beer? (I don't know)
Can I use your hairspray?

One foot in the door, the other foot in the gutter
The sweet smell that you adore, yeah I think I'd rather smother.

Should we top it off? (I don't know)
It's startin' to smoke.* (I don't know)
Who's behind the board? (I don't know)
They tell me he's a dope. (I don't know)
What the fuck you sayin'? (I don't know)
Our lawyer's on the phone. (I don't know)
How much are you in for? (I don't know)
What did we do now?

One foot in the door, the other one in the gutter
The sweet smell that they adore, I think I'd rather smother

One foot in the door, the other one in the gutter
The sweet smell that they adore, well I think I'd rather smother

(4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12)

Are you guys still around? (I don't know)
Whatcha gonna do with your lives? (Nothin'!)

One foot in the *fuckup*, the other one in the gutter
The sweet smell that you adore, hey I think I'd rather smother

One foot in this door, the other one in the gutter
The sweet smell that they adore, oh I think I'd rather smother

Nightclub jitters, I take a drink before I hit the town
Night life critters scurry to that sultry, smoky sound
Hurry now the sun is goin' down
To the nightclub jitters, only thing that scares me is the dark
The night life critters: "What's the cover? Where should we park?"
Stay at home just once for a lark.
They say "Now don't be a stranger."
It really don't matter to me
I'd be willing to wager
That it don't matter much if we keep in touch

Nightclub jitters, I take a drink before I hit the town
Night life critters, they scurry to that sultry smoky sound
Oh hurry now the sun is goin' down
They say "Now don't be a stranger."
Hell, it really don't matter to me
I'd be willing to wager
That it don't matter much if we keep in touch
Don't matter much because I got a touch

In the nightclub
In the nightclub

THE LEDGE (4:04)

All eyes look up to me
High above the filthy streets
Heed no bullhorn when it calls
Watch me fly and die, watch me fall

I'm the boy they can't ignore,
For the first time in my life, I'm sure
All the love sent up high to pledge
Won't reach the ledge

Wind blows cold from the west
I smell coffee, I smell doughnuts for the press
A girl that I knew once years ago
Is tryin' to be reached on the phone

I'm the boy she can't ignore
For the first time in my life, I'm sure
All the love sent up high to pledge...

(Repeat)

Priest kneels silent, all is still
Policeman reaches from the sill
Watch him try, watch him try his best
There'll be no medal pinned to his chest

I'm the boy they couldn't ignore
For the first time in my life, I'm sure

(Repeat)

I'm the boy for the last time in my life

All the love that they pledge
For the last time will not reach the ledge

***

Rock 'n roll loudmouth, shoot 'em off black
Stroke another one now, right behind my back
Do us all a favor, get yourself a spine
Everybody's chokin' on the grapevine

Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies
Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies

I heard it on the airwaves, I've seen it in my glass
Get your money on the table, get your head out of your ass
You're the coolest guy that I ever have smelt
I ain't a notch on nobody's belt

Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies
Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies

Why don't you get a haircut, sister?
That's it!

Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies
Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies

A bottle of Chablis, hey now, that ain't no stuff for me
Chateau Timberley, as long as I can't see
Gallo or Muscatel, either one would be just swell
I didn't come here to fight, hey just as long as that ain't white

Now I ain't no connoiseur cat - the conno-sewer/kinda sewer rat
Red red wine on Sunday
Always tastes so good
Red red wine
Red red wine
Red red wine if you would

Hey now as long as it is red, oh set 'em up until we're dead
A Saturday sippin' beer is just a jug without a year

Now I ain't no connoiseur cat, I think you guessed that
Red red wine on Sunday
Just like Martin said
Red red wine
Red red wine
Set us up 'till we're dead

I ain't no connoiseur cat, conno-sewer rat
... on Sunday
Just like Martin said
Red red wine
Red red wine
Set us up 'till we're dead

You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way
In my stupid hat and gloves, at night I lie awake
Wonderin' if I'll sleep
Wonderin' if we'll meet out in the street

But you take the skyway
It don't move at all like a subway
It's got bums when it's cold like any other place
It's warm up inside
Sittin' down and waitin' for a ride
Beneath the skyway

Oh, then one day, I saw you walkin' down that little one-way
Where, the place I'd catch my ride most everyday
There wasn't a damn thing I could do or say
Up in the skyway

Skyway
Skyway (sky away)

I'll write you a letter tomorrow.
Tonight, I can't hold a pen.
Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow;
I promise not to blow the address again.
Lights that flash in the evening
Through a crack in the drapes--

Jesus rides beside me;
He never buys, and he smokes.
Hurry up, hurry up,
Ain't you had enough of this stuff?
Ashtray floors, dirty clothes and filthy jokes.
See you're high and lonesome,
Try and try and try.

Lights that flash in the evening
Through a hole in the drapes--
I'll be home when I'm sleeping;
I can't hardly wait.
I can't wait, hardly wait. (5x)