The Wallflowers
Album - 25 agosto 1992 - Debaser id 49769

Pretty little girl on the side of the road
Yellow hair in a yellow bow
Little thumb stickin' in the exit lane
Two packs of smokes and a candy cane
Woman hips, baby lips
A Hallelujah book in the back of a pillow slip

If she gets out of here too soon
She'll run fast by the shy of the moon

She's been havin' the same old dreams
Of lullabies and pale blue skies
Fallin' asleep beneath the stars
Orion aims and shoots his arrows oh so far
Aims 'em hard
He shoots the moon and takes her as his own reward.

If she's gonna see those stars too soon
She'll run fast by the shy of the moon.

She found out so long ago
That she wants more than all she knows
The river ends right as she goes
Water breaks and she's gone down in the undertow
She's below
I'll stand tall and hold up high my mistletoe

She's gonna shine just like brand new,
She'll take my hand and we'll run by the shy of the moon.

Sugarfoot's got two hands
Just as long as he can see
One hand in the birdfeed
And a hand in the apple tree

Stands in line just a little behind
The yellow moon that hangs
He's all tangled and he broke his sticks on the links
Of his own chain gang.

You ought to see this home that he owns,
It's like a box of jewelry
He's got his own church bell
And his bed, it lays in a gallery.

And all the colors they shine like flames
Comin' in through the window pane,
(They) end up gettin' checked over twice
For the reds of someone's veins.

So cold and blown all apart,
So cold and needin' of a heart.
He stands alone on top of his home
Where all the bluebirds flown
Sucks in on his cheeks and he cries
As he moans through the saxophone

Reaches high with his hands in the sky
Puts his fingers right into the storm
Always one to stand under the moon
And blow on his own horn.

Yeah / Yet anyone with anything
Has already begun to think
That somebody down there knows
Just how he sat down on his knees in the dirt,
Buried someone's rainbow.

So cold and blown all apart,
So cold and needin' of a heart.
So cold and blown all apart,
So cold and needin' of a heart.

Well I know you ain't my enemy
The only one's inside of me
He's killin' me getting free
I hear he wants my head with an old ice pick
And fix me up on a stick.

And all I've ever gotta be
is anything I wanna be
(Well) Sugarfoot disagrees
He still stands tall underneath that apple tree,
Man, he's still watchin' me.

His chain-gang is tryin'a pull me down
Just like the birds and the fireflies
They shoot arrows up into the sky
And they burn all the feathers dry.

He only wants to fill his belly up
With rocks 'till it hurts, then he stops
He don't know what to do with love
If it don't fill his belly to the top.

So cold and blown all apart,
So cold and needin' of a heart.
So cold and blown all apart,
So cold and needin' of a heart.

Well, you could walk like a stranger head back into here,
Bringing gifts while you act so sincere,
Bringing gifts for a boy who's five years,
Looking for rocks and training wheels.

I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where'd ya ever learn to treat me like that?

You don't seem to have any of that family stuff,
You know the hardwood floors and all that penniless rough.

Your bad luck follows you like a heart attack,
Twist your fingers, soon as break your back.


I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where'd ya ever learn to treat me like that, that, that?

It's coming from another with a mother who's just like yours,
Bringin' you headaches and all those mental sores.
Take a little, have some, need some for yourself,
Like the needy and the greedy always seem by themselves,
Well, you must be, have to be one of these,
Hidin' under / on the shade of your family tree

Didn't I meet you once in a liquor store?
I think I saw you hangin' by the stage door
Handing out programs to the family theaters / feeders
Devised a role/Too proud to run
so you don't mistreat her.

Take it wild, take it fast,
You never gave yourself a chance.

Well I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where'd you ever learn to treat me like that, that, that, that?

Words and Music by Jakob Dylan, Tobi Miller, Barrie Maguire, Peter Yanowitz,
Rami Jaffee

I'm finding it hard,
Just to keep up with someone
Who's hangin' onto nothin'
Only to lose what's never mine.

And I'm finding it hard
Just to keep up with something
That's hangin' on to nothin'
To keep all these chains tied up and in line, in line.

Pretty Angel,
She bites the hands of the lion,
Ties it up with ribbon,
Watches as hound dogs
Bang on her drums, drums.

It's so, it's so easy for you to love nobody,
It's so easy for you, 'cause you're not tryin' anymore.

I seen this girl
She had her hands full of lightning,
She rolled it down to me,
A Lolita smile,
With a thorn in her eyes.

Now she, she spun the world,
Up on the edge of a pearl,
A carnivals girl,
Up on a ferris wheel forever, forever.

It's so easy for you to love nobody,
It's so easy for you, 'cause you're not tryin' anymore,
Just don't try anymore.

Now she, she howled like an owl
Only to fall like a sparrow
And lay beside the scarecrow
But after the Blackbird sings
Is the song, the song.

It's just so easy,
It's just so easy for you to love nobody,
It's just so easy for you, 'cause you're not tryin' anymore.

We can buy that mansion on the hill,
We'll fill it up until it's filled.
We'll buy a big black Cadillac
And we'll keep an extra one in the back.

We'll sit home just listening
To the sounds of the winds when they're breaking
And we can buy that diamond ring
And just about any other thing
With somebody else's money.

We can buy you that flower garden
With every rose that's ever risen.
With a blanket and a safety pin
We'll keep away all the boogie men.

And we can buy you that swing
Swing through the sky's openings
And we can buy that diamond ring
And just about any other thing
With somebody else's money.

We can tattoo nickels on our skin,
We'll drain our veins and put honey in.
We'll buy new fingers, two times ten,
We'll even put pennies in our chins.

We'll buy a silver set of wings,
Lay 'em on our backs for the winds
And we can buy that diamond ring
And just about any other thing
With somebody else's money.

We'll crash in on the neighbor's wedding,
We'll steal the cake and go running.
You'll head straight for the jewelry
And I'll steal the money like a lottery.

We'll buy a set of legs just for walking,
And another set of tongues for when you're small talking,
Another set of lips for being obscene
And another set of heads for Halloween.

And we can buy you that swing
To swing through the sky's openings.
We can buy that diamond ring,
Just about any other thing,
With somebody else's money.

We can buy babies for the babies,
We'll give them both big red ponies.
They'll live in that mansion on the hill
That we'll keep on fillin' until it's filled.

We'll watch the neighbors fatten up with greed
Watching us buying everything we don't need
I know they're listening
Through a telescope from across the street
Watching us fillin' up the bathtubs with sweets

Money, money, money.
Money on the floor, put money in the beds
Put money in the drains
Money comin' out of our heads,
Money, money, money.

We can kill many a dirty man
We'll buy the church when they bring us in.
We can buy anything

Because there's always something
That's so funny 'bout spending
Somebody else's money.

Do you ever stop, do you count all the invitations,
At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision,
Deadbeat girls and freaks out of people's convention,
All these sugars with a no vitamin sensation.

Do you ever stop, do you look over old relations,
Look to the belly of another one's emotions,
Someone young in the winds of a revolution,
Tryin' to save his face in the evolution.

Asleep at the wheel,
No windshield,
But you know that the streets here don't change.
He's kept alive in the chain of a mental starvation,
Bone rail skinny only feeding off frustration,
Unlike you who seem bred from corruption,
Feeding off the plates of an un-united nation.

Asleep at the wheel,
No windshield,
But you know that the streets here don't change.
With the lover in the streets who's waiting to make a connection
To be the mother to the soul of your next abortion
She'll steal your money with the eyes of a baby's complexion,
Then she'll laugh at you and your sexual invention.

Smelling like a rose in the flowers of devotion,
Devoted to the heat of a spotlight in motion.
With a face full of mud even though you were only jokin',
As if you really understood the value of isolation.

Asleep at the wheel,
No windshield,
But you know that the streets here don't change.

Your tongue so fast like a freight train comin' a rollin'
Every smile you give's just to keep your mouth from closin'
Every engine burns as a silently / sign of the explosion,
Locked in neutral, your engines are broken.

Like candle wax that sun melts into the ocean,
Like the moon that lights the tracks of the old train station,
You can color in the lines of a mother earth's addictions,
And not hold a gun in the face of the earth's abduction.

Asleep at the wheel,
No windshield,
But you know that the streets here don't change.

Seen the shadow on my wall
Turn and fall
On broken hands and all
Turn and crawl
Seen that sun gone down
And the waterfall

She stood tall in the fallen rain
Right off an orphan train
She'll run to me again,
I believed,
See how wrong, how wrong you can be.

I know who watches you,
but who watches me?
I know who hears you,
who hears me?
If my eyes blind,
who'll see the best in me?

I hear all the lonely cries
Underneath all these lies
She can't get them by,
or through me.
See how wrong, wrong you can be.

My honeybee,
Why are you flyin' so far from me?
She keeps her hands so free,
and walks through me.

Straight on through the dead of night
Her face is painted white
by these street lights.
They hold you down so tight
And like hounds they bite.

She fell down in her diamond suit
On lonely avenue, her color's only blue
She won't take clues,

See how wrong, how wrong you can be.
My honeybee
What on earth are you tryin' to be?

And where that hero falls, I held on.
I always thought I'd see the lights close on me
and the water freeze, surrounding me.

Look how wrong you can be.
My honeybee
Why are you flyin' so far from me?

Well, I know you find it hard to smile,
To keep your happiness in style
You pass in silence in the mornin'
You know you shouldn't ever try to ignore me.

And you look to be pretty nervous
Sweaty hands and blood shot eyes.
So hard to identify you,
Just a loser in a loser's disguise.

She don't back down,
And she won't come around here
An' there's all this talk about dying
Man I don't get it, for the life of me.

With your fingernails painted red
And your eyes all ready to wed
Decorated from head to toe
Like a magician in a talent show.

She don't back down,
And she don't come around here.
An' there's all this talkin' about dying,
Man I don't get it, for the life of me.

So you've smoked your last cigarette
Blindfolded on a train from Tibet
And broke your last bottle of wine
And unraveled your last ball of twine.

She don't back down,
She don't come around here
Now there's all this talkin' about dying,
Man I don't get it, for the life of me.

She don't back down,
She don't come around here
Now there's all this talkin' about dying,
Man I don't get it, for the life of me.

Well, I know you find it hard to smile
To keep your happiness in style
You pass in silence in the mornin'
You know you don't
need to / mean to ignore me.

Now there's all this talk about dying,
Well, I don't get it, for the life of me.