B-SIDES
20TH CENTURY BOY
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee
Babe I'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy, your twentieth century boy
Friends says it's fine, friends says it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand
Babe I'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your boy, your twentieth century toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Rock 'n' Roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee
Babe I'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy, your twentieth century boy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
(lyrics by Marc Bolan)
BEEN SMOKING TOO LONG
'Yeah,
I really, um, I really
I really wanted to kind of like
To capture some kind of like moment, but maybe it's better if I'm sober...'
Wake up in the morning, I look at my clock
It's way past noontime, I'm late for work
Tell me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me
It must be that I've been smoking too long
Go to fix me some breakfast, I ain't got no food
Take me a shower, the water don't feel no good
Tell me what have I done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me
Must be that I've been smoking too long
I got opium in my chimney, no other life to choose
Nightmares made of hash dreams, the devil in my shoes
What have I done wrong?
Yeah nothing can go right with me
It must be that I've been smoking too long
When I'm smoking, smoking, put my worries on a shelf
Try not to think about nothing, don't wanna see myself
What have I done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me
It must be that I've been smoking too long
In this blues I'm singing, there's a lesson to be learned
You go round smoking, you're gonna get burned
Fuck me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me
Must be that I've been smoking too long
Too long
BIGMOUTH STRIKES AGAIN
Sweetness
Sweetness I was only joking when I said
I'd like to smash every tooth in your head
Oh sweetness
Sweetness I was only joking when I said
By rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her discman started to melt
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
Oh
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her megadrive started to melt
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
Oh
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
(lyrics by Morrissey & Johnny Marr)
BUBBLEGUN
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Take the fast lane everywhere I go
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Someday, gonna take it slow
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Take the fast lane everywhere I go
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Someday, gonna take it slow
I wanna turn you on
Feels like a loaded gun
Spit out your Bubblegum
I wanna...Wanna... (2x)
I wanna turn you on
Feels like a loaded gun
Spit out your Bubblegum
I wanna... I wanna... (4x)
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna cum
BURGER QUEEN FRAN�AIS
Toujours stup�fi� par ce manque de direction
Hey you, hey you
N� � la c�sarienne, sa premi�re op�ration
Hey you, hey you
Ses amis avantagent sa pale complexion
Hey you, hey you
Et maintenant tant d'efforts pour une si simple �rection
Hey you
M�fiez vous des apparences
�a n'a aucun sens
M�fiez vous des apparences
�a n'a aucun sens
Il drague en bo�te et il cherche sa connection
Hey you, hey you
Pas trop de jouissance mais pal mal d'affection
Hey you, hey you
Il r�ve d'un endroit � la plus belle selection
Hey you, hey you
Mais toujours tant d'efforts pour une si simple �rection
Hey you
M�fiez vous des apparences
�a n'a aucun sens
M�fiez vous des apparences
�a n'a aucun sens
M�fiez vous des apparences
�a n'a aucun sens
Things aren't what they seem
Luxemburger Queen
He's a Burger Queen
Toujours stup�fi� par ce manque de direction
Hey you, hey you
N� � la c�sarienne, sa premi�re op�ration
Hey you, hey you
Il r�ve d'un endroit � la plus belle selection
Hey you, hey you
R�ve d'un visage � la plus pure perfection
Hey you
Things aren't what they seem
Luxemburger Queen
He's a Burger Queen
DARK GLOBE
Oh where are you now
Pussy willow that smiled on this leaf?
When I was alone
You promised the stone from your heart
My head kissed the ground
I was half the way down
Treading the sand
Please
Please lift a hand
I'm only a person
Whose armbands beat
On his hands, hang tall
Won't you miss me?
Wouldn't you miss me at all?
Oh
Oh
Oh
The poppy bird's way
Swing twigs coffee brands around
Brandish her wand with a feathery tongue
My head kissed the ground
I was half the way down
Treading the sand
Please
Please
Please lift a hand
I'm only a person
With Eskimo chain
I tattooed my brain all the way
Won't you miss me?
Wouldn't you miss me at all?
Oh
Oh
Oh
(lyrics by Syd Barrett)
DROWNING BY NUMBERS
Open up your heart, let me slip inside
Such determination always tries to turn the tide
Open up your arms, let me dive into
The big, big blue
Try losing, this chromosome
It's my choosing, down to the bone
Open up your heart, let me slip inside
Such imagination always helps the feeling slide
Open up your soul, falling back into
The big, big blue
Try losing, this chromosome
It's my choosing, down to the bone
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive in (repeat)
Open up your heart, let me slip inside
Auto-flagellation always helps the ghost to hide
Open up your arms, let me dive into
The big, big blue
Try losing, this chromosome
It's my choosing, down to the bone
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive in
(repeat)
EYESIGHT TO THE BLIND
You don't know me
And you never hold me
Like your little piece on the side
My mother told me
That you're never lonely
When you're laughing all the time
Inside out and outside in
You bring eyesight to the blind
Crying is a crime
Slowing down the metronome
Slowing down
Slowing down the metronome
Slowing down
You don't know me
And you never hold me
Like your little boy in blue
My father told me
That you're always lonely
When they're all laughing at you
Inside out and outside in
You bring Jesus to the Jew
Slowing down the metronome
Slowing down
Slowing down the metronome
Slowing down
You don't know me
And you never hold me
Like your little piece on the side
Inside out and outside in
You bring eyesight to the blind
FLESH MECHANIC
He tries to embrace her
She wants him to race her
He needs a laser
To get it through her skull
Means and lies and hatreds
Tears that fall in sequence
Cold caress imprints
Conversation growing dull
Says he's a poet
Lousy protozoan
And he kisses ass for free
I took a vow of silence
When he tries to talk to me
I just turn on the tv
He tries to impress her
Mentally undress her
It takes more to possess her
But in his pocket lies a hole
He's got a thousand talents
Charisma by the bagfull
Aristocratic parents
A rebel with a heart of gold
Says he's a poet
This time he's gonna blow it
'Cause he's dancing with his ego
I took a vow of silence
When he reads his work to me
I swallow words like a
Placebo
He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
Gets him in a panic
He's wasting time
'Cause everybody is a star
In his eyes
Careful not to give your favours
To your lonesome fucked-up neighbours
I had one who sent me her heart
In a tupperware container
All the movies in my head
They flicker with my bleeding heart
A careless slipping of the tongue
On just another private part
Blatant search for
Stoned affection
Fights the rust that
Breeds infection
Meet me at the
Intersection
Don't forget your
Fuel injection
He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
Gets him in a panic
He's wasting time
'Cause everybody is a star
In his eyes
You think this love is bona fide
You're being taken for a ride
Wrap your lip around your head
And slowly blow yourself away
HOLOCAUST
Your eyes are almost dead
Can't get out of bed
And you can't sleep
You're sitting down to dress
And you're a mess
You look in the mirror
You look in your eyes
Then you realize
Everybody goes
Leaving those
Who fall behind
Everybody goes
As far as they can
They don't just care
They stood on the stairs
Laughing at your airs
Your mother's dead
She said
"Don't be afraid"
Your mother's dead
You're on your own
She's in her bed
Everybody goes
Leaving those
Who fall behind
Everybody goes
As far as they can
They don't just care
You're a wasted face
You're a sad-eyed lie
You're a holocaust
(lyrics by Alex Chilton)
I FEEL YOU
I feel you
Your sun it shines
I feel you
Within my mind
You take me there
You take me where
The kingdom comes
You take me to
And lead me through Babylon
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love
I feel you
Your heart it sings
I feel you
The joy it brings
Where heaven waits
Those golden gates
And back again
You take me to
And lead me through oblivion
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love
I feel you
Your precious soul
And I am whole
I feel you
Your rising sun
My kingdom comes
I feel you
Each move you make
I feel you
Each breath you take
Where angels sing
And spread their wings
My love's on high
You take me home
To glory's throne
By and by
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love
(lyrics by Depeche Mode)
JOHNNY & MARY
Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty
He needs all the world to confirm, that he ain't lonely
Mary counts walls, knows he tires easily
Johnny thinks the world would be right, if it would buy, truth from him
Mary says he changes his mind, more than a woman
But she made her bed, even when the chance was slim
Johnny says he's willing to learn, when he decides, he's a fool
Johnny say's he'll live any where, when he earns time to
Mary combs her hair, says she should be use to it
Mary always edges her bets, she never knows, what to think
She says that he still acts, like he's being discovered
Scared that he'll get caught, without a second thought
Johnny feels he's wasting his breath, trying to talk, sense to her
Mary says he's lacking a real, sense of proportion
So she combs her hair, knows he tires easily
Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty
He needs all the world to confirm, that he ain't lonely
Mary counts walls, says she should be use to it
(lyrics by Robert Palmer)
KITSCH OBJECT
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Snook your way backstage
Paris sets the rage
Coursing on your brain
So now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
Know that bitches face???
All seen better days
So quick to blow your fuse
But that's the life you choose
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
Snook yourself backstage
Paris sets the rage
Coursing on your brain
So now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying now, go and plant a tree
With poetic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
LENI
I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky
Beneath her shoulder, beneath her evil eye
She towers over this male who is a fly
My sci-fi lullaby
I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky
I beg below her, my limbs are paralysed
She beats me harder than any kind of guy
My sci-fi lullaby
MARS LANDING PARTY
Embrasse moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul
Embrasse moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul
Une pr�sence ambig�e
Une pr�sence inconnue
Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus
Embrasse moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul
Embrasse moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul
Une pr�sence ambig�e
Une pr�sence inconnue
Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus
Embrasse moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul
Embrasse moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul
Une pr�sence ambig�e
Une pr�sence inconnue
Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus
Translation:
Embrace me, put your finger up my arse
Embrace me, put your finger up my arse
An ambiguous presence
An unknown presence
Until I can't take it anymore
Embrace me, put your finger up my arse
Embrace me, put your finger up my arse
An ambiguous presence
An unknown presence
Until I can't take it anymore
Embrace me, put your finger up my arse
Embrace me, put your finger up my arse
An ambiguous presence
An unknown presence
Until I can't take it anymore
MISS MONEYPENNY
Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little while
Lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style
It's a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny
Wants to spill his seed on guaranteed, service with a smile
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice
Feel the atmosphere, it's gently laced with nicotine and spice
It's a long walk home, the entrance of the night is scary
Only trouble is, he never learned to shoot the same gun twice
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Every job he saves the girl
Martini, mobile phone
Bastards getting in his way
They're all pushing daisies
All you need to make a movie is a gun and a girl
0898 007 (repeat)
PAYCHECK
Consumed by the one's who made her
She's a faker, always let's me down
Dressed up like a capital shaker
Full of ganja
Drugs are not put down
All night was just a performance
G-string skirt
Don't you make me frown
She could've been a nutter
So I had to cut the mother down
Slacker, wasting half his life on sniffing glue
Now he's a foreman working for the red the white and blue
Plain sailing, safe surfing
Public peeling, back stab
Confused by the one's who break her
She's a faker, never makes a sound
Undressed like a soul in prayer
Buying shares, pay her by the pound
I'll have your face for breakfast
I'm in excess, need of a stroke down
She could've been a nutter
So I had to cut the mother down
Slacker, wasted half his life on speed???
Now he's reformed and working for the red the white and blue
Plain sailing, shoulder rubbing
Dental flossing, back stab
Paycheck, Paycheck
Save the best for later
Be careful not to stain the sheets now
You god damn liar
Take me higher
I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing
Slacker, wasted half his life on sniffing glue
Now he's reformed, working for the red the white and blue
Plain sailing, wife swapping
Stool pigeon, back stab
Paycheck, Paycheck
Save the best for later
Be careful not to stain the sheets now
You god damn liar
Pants on fire
Cold ???
But this one really takes the piss
It's likely to proquandry
I deserve so much more than this
SLACKERBITCH
It echoes in my brain
I didn't mean it
Pulses through my veins
I didn't mean it
I'm the one to blame
I didn't mean it
Did too much cocaine
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Always comes back for more
Your memory will fade
I didn't mean it
You've always had it made
I didn't mean it
I know you feel betrayed
I didn't mean it
I just wanted to get laid
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Always knocking on my door
You come across impure
I didn't mean it
You're goddamn immature
I didn't mean it
You act so insecure
I didn't mean it
You hate me now I'm sure
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Dripping sex from every pore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Such a motherfucking bore
THEN THE CLOUDS WILL OPEN FOR ME
My guy has a tan transcontinental
But it keeps me enchained
Watch an old black and white movie
Fred and Ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
I don't want to be forgotten
I can't be alone
So don't you dare leave me
It's like coming home
To a skin that has died
Human voices like a drum
And they're looking right through me
Scatter the ashes one more time for me
One more time for me
My guy has a tattoo ornamental
When he's frozen in space
Cut your eye far to me
A covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway
I don't want to be forgotten
I can't be alone
So don't you dare leave me
It's like coming home
It's a skin that has died
Human voices like a drum
And they're looking right through me
Scatter the ashes one more time for me
One more time for me
One more time for me, one more time for me
One more time for me, one more time for me
One more time for me, one more time for me
Trans-likened, twisting my ankle
Doing the grave dance
Narcotic??? yes please, I'll have a sample
Riding on my very last chance
Then the clouds will open for me
Gonna meet my Jesus Christ
I see history playing before me
For pleasure and passion you pay the price
Sadness the name of the spike that took me
I'll make that's all
Like some raging, hard, horny Mephistopheles
Who came for my soul
WAITING FOR THE SON OF MAN
Patience comes to the ugly, not me
Laughter comes to the lucky, not me
People in my head that won't stop talking
Nothing in my dream that isn't creepy crawling
Walking in the park and I think that I'm falling
Swimming in the sea and I think I'll
You guessed it
Only lifeguards
Only lifeguards
Packing all the time
Can save me
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
For the son of man
For the son of man
Patience comes to the ugly, not me
Concentration comes to the ugly, not me
Nothing on the box that hasn't been born
No-one in the street that isn't old
Driving in the car and I think that I'm crashing
Swimming in the Sea and I think that I'll
You guessed it
Only lifeguards
Only lifeguards
Packing all the time
Can save me
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
For the son of man
For the son of man