Act of Love

The fruit of love was in the future
Around the corner and over the hill
The act of love was slowly pounding, slowly pounding, slowly pounding
The Holy War was slowly building
Heroes leaving for the Great Crusade
Seek reward in the ever after, ever after, ever after
Don't wanna have to lose you baby
Don't want to have to take you back
You know I'll never lose you baby, abuse you baby, use you baby
You know I'll always help you baby, but you know I just can't do that
I know I said I'd help you baby, here's ny wallet, call me sometime
Act of love
The fruit of love was in the future
Around the corner and over the hill
The act of love was slowly pounding, slowly pounding, slowly pounding
Act of love

Against the 70s

I asked him if he knew what time he had
He said he wasn't sure maybe a quarter past
The kids of today should defend themselves against the seventies
I peered in his eyes as we stood in line just to have a look
But the pages I found looked like an unbound coloring book
The kids of today should defend themselves against the seventies
It's not reality, just someone else's sentimentality
It won't work for you
Baby boomers selling you rumors of their history
Forcing youth away from the truth of what's real today
The kids of today should defend themselves against the seventies
Stadium minds with stadium lies gotta make you laugh
Garbage vendors 'gainst true defenders of the craft
The kids of today should defend themselves against the seventies
It's not reality, just someone else's sentimentality
Look what it did to us
Speakin' as a child of the seventies
The kids against the seventies
Kids against the seventies
The kids of today should defend themselves against the seventies

Alone

Wide awake and he shakes in a panic
Never woke up alone ever before
Had his woman long as he can remember
Tries to forget, but he can't, he can't
Out of bed and he dreams in the shower
She's standing naked and apologizing
Reaches for her `till his mind becomes blood hot
Woken up to be burned, burned, again
Go it alone
You got it, so it goes
I wanna breathe and I said
I can't take it any other way
On the streets he's walkin', wounded
Doesn't smile for the child at play
Thoughts of suicide and alleviation
Anything to get his heart off of the coals
Does he fly away or just talk about it
Like a seagull born to cry in the wind
All experiences lead to a young girl
Alone you will meet the one who lies in wait
Go it alone
You got it, so it goes
Try to breathe, but you can't
You can't take it any other way, yeah
Myself, don't talk to me
I can help myself, don't talk to me
I can help myself
Myself, don't talk to me
I can help myself
Wide awake and he shakes in a panic
Never woke up alone ever before
Had his woman long as he can remember
Tries to forget, but he can't

Angel

Like an angel, fly over your house
Like an angel, pass out wishes
Like an angel, I will move the arrow
Like an angel, I live alone
I'm not livin' what was promised
I am close but can't enjoy
Oh, I'm not dyin'
Oh, I'm so tortured, 'cause I see all
Tortured, and all I cannot do
Tortured, all I should have done
Tortured, while I occupied a man
I'm not livin' what was promised
I am far from glorified
Oh, I'm not dyin'
Oh, I'm not alone
Mine is not a celestial state with idle hymns of praise
Time is short, I have an appointment at noon, at noon in Hell
Across the waste of space and fields of air I glide, alone at night
Oh please, please think of me, 'cause I'm, I'm by your side
I'm by your side, I'm by your side, oh
I'm right in front of you
I'm by your side

Baba O'Riley

Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals
I get my back into my livin'
I don't need to fight to prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Don't cry, don't brace your eye
It's only teenage wasteland...yeah
Sally take my hand, we'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire, and don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here, the happy ones are near
Let's get together, before we get much older
Teenage wasteland, on the teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland, oh yeah, teenage wasteland
They're all wasted

Beast of Burden

I will be the least of your burdens
My back is broken, my feet are hurtin'
All I want is to drink, please fuckin' leave me alone
I'll never be your beast of learning
I'm a stupid fuck, I don't know nothin' at all
All I want is to drink, maybe with just one other person
Am I hard enough...am I tough enough
I don't give a fuck
I just wanna live life and be dumb and happy like an American
All I want is for you to make love to me
Hey hey oh...hey oh oh
Ooh
No time like the present to get ripped apart
Got this burnin' desire coming straight from my heart
Suck you dry...suck...suck you dry...suck you dry
Suck me dry...suck this dry

Bee Girl

Bee girl, you're gonna die
You don't wanna be famous, you wanna be shy
Do your dances alone in your room
Becoming a star will become your doom
Bee Girl, be a girl
You know time is long, and life is short, begin to live while you still can
Believe in nothing, believe me, those who can be trusted can change their mind
The anxious is the present, unwrap your gifts, take your time
Everything you imagined, needn't be stuck in your mind
Bee Girl, be a girl

Believe You Me

People are walking
People are running
People are waiting
On a second coming
Believe you me, I do believe
People are laughing
People are starving
People divided
'Cause people crowded
Believe you me, I do believe
And I don't want to say no more today
Oh, I don't want to hear no more today
Hey, hey, I don't want to say no more
Oh
Ah, come on
Can you feel it?
Come on, oh!
I do believe I feel it
I do believe, and I feel it
I feel it
Uh-oh...uh-oh...
It don't matter what, yea
It only matters where
My time has come
To believe

Black Red Yellow

Exponentially serving
Perpetually unnerving
Vehicle swerving
The adjectives they are all a blurring
Freud walking the sidelines
Clipboard scoring the brain yea
Black magic painted traits
Makes me sain
Hormones firing like a fifty foot Roman yeah
Please don't make me explain
Don't matter anyway
Phontom pain in my brain
It's all that's left of my leg
Black and red and yellow and black and red and yellow
Heard you repeat a what ya heard
Me knowing the truth I can not concure na-na
Hormones firing like a fifty foot Roman yeah
Please don't make me explain
Doesn't matter anyway
Hormones firing like a fifty foot Roman yeah
Please don't make me explain
Yo bro tell us what's happenin' um I'm on the west
West side of, on the west coast
Give me a jingle uh when you get in
From where the fuck you're at
Yea hormones firing like a fifty foot Roman yeah
Please don't make me explain
Doesn't fucking matter anyway
Hormones firing like a fifty foot Roman yeah
Please don't make me explain

Break On Through

Day destroys the night, night divides the day
Tried to run, tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Yeah
We chased our troubles there, dug our treasures there
Can you still recall the time we cried?
Break on through to the other side
Yeah
Dead cat, a dead rat
Did you see where they were at?
Dead cat, doll path
Did you see where they were at?
Everybody loves my baby...everybody does my baby
She gets
Hot...ahh, yeah
Found an island in your arms...country in your eyes
Arms that train us, arms that lie
Break on thorugh to the other side
Break on...yeah
Wait to see, week to week, day to day, hour to hou
Pain is great, deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Yeah

Breath

Oh, tonight began with anything
Shadows, a light, a warm breath and a scream, ah yeah
Oh, tamper if you like between the doors, oh yeah
Oh, can't expect to go out...to go out
With anything...anything more>
Oh, reach the door...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door
And a nada lada yeah
Life ain't what it's worth...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door
All these reaching hands out grabbin' things, grabbin' me
Day in, day out, accumulating, ah yeah
Whoa, I suggest you step out on your porch
Oh yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah
Run away my son, to see it all...oh, see the world
Oh, reach the door...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door
Oh, and a nada lada yeah
Life ain't what it's worth...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door
Come...here it comes...there it goes...when it comes
Where it goes...where it comes...can't see through the faith
Ooh, come...here it comes...there it goes, grasp what you can
Don't you know there's something inside your hand, yeah
Oh, if I knew where it was I would take you there
There's much more than this, ooh...whoa, much more than this
Oh, see the world...much more than, oh
Much more than
Why?

Brother

Be happy with what you got
You should be hard to be a brother
You should be happy with what we can do
Oooh...hand over my face
I am related to my enemy
Oooh...my house on fire
And my big brother come put the blame on me, yeah
Oh, he's a pushin'
I'm being pushed from above
Oh, and a brother
Back to back back, better back off of him
You should not question at all his authority
Oooh...use a flag as a bandaid
A-Stick 'em up, show us your pocket hypocrasy, yeah
Oooh, in the closet, my pleasures
'Cause my big brother don't want to just let me be
Oh...oh, and I'm pushin'
Or if I could get above
Oh, and a brother
Back to back back, a-keep your back off
Oh, and I'm pushin'
I'm being pushed from above
Oh, and a brother
Back to back a-back, a-better back off of him
Yeah yeah yeah...oh
Face down...brother
Face down...yeah
Oh...ooh...ah
In my mind there's a clearing
Black clouds flow through grey still skies
And the birds don't even whisper...yeah
I'm flying out...mmm...I'm flying
Whoa
Oh, back to back back, a-better back off
Back to back a-back, a better, better, better
Back to back a-back, back a-back back...brother
Face down...brother
Face down...yeah yeah yeah a-yeah
Face down...brother...oh
Face down...almost...fired
Face down...whoa...I got a gun
Face down
I got a gun
Face down...I got a gun
Whoa...face down
Aah, fuck it, I'm just gonna go home, turn on the fuckin' TV
and watch the nightly news and drink a beer
like I could even change the world, yeah right

Crazy Mary

She lived on a curve in the road, in an old, tar-paper shack
On the south side of the town, on the wrong side of the tracks
Sometimes on the way into town we'd say:
'Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?'
Sometimes we did, but her hands flew from her side
Wild eyed, crazy Mary
Down a long dirt road, past the Parson's place
That old blue car we used to race
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side
Said 'No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G Allowed'
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
One night thunder cracked, mercy backed outside her windowsill
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees, over the hills
Looked down into the house of Mary
Terrible thoughts, newspaper-covered walls, and Mary rising up above it all
Next morning on the way into town
Saw some skid marks and followed them around
Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary
That what you fear the most, could meet you halfway
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around