Sound Of Speed 1993

Break Me Down

Time to turn completely
To that something I despise
I don't need no easy piece
With that something in her eyes
Something's cracking inside
Something cracks and leaves me cold and weary
Something's cracking inside
And then I make my start and then it's running to me
And I know what it takes to break a man completely
And I know about the taste of pain
And now it's burning through me
And I know
And I see
And I know what it takes to break a man
Time to turn completely [etc]

Little Red Rooster

I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow for days
I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow for days
Keep everything in the farmyard upset in everyway
Dogs begin to bark now, hounds begin to howl
Dogs begin to bark now, hounds begin to howl
Watch out strange cat people
Little red rooster's on the prowl
If you see my little red rooster, please drive him home
If you see my little red rooster, please drive him home
Ain't had no peace in the farmyard
Since my little red rooster's been gone

Deviant Slice

Don't know when I'm down
Don't know what I've found
My head is dancing
Come out the backseat
Feel that same old weight
Just don't feel the same
Feel just like a coloured corner
Think it's gonna stay

Heat

If I could live for 100 years
Still I couldn't understand my fears
Never had the time or an easy ride
Kicking up the noise of a suicide
And I see the heat coming down
Heat coming round feels like I'm coming on
Seen what I've seen and it's gone
But I don't know
But I don't know
Yeah I don't know
Tell me what you're saying
All these things I've been praying
Tell me what you're saying
All these things I've been praying
Tell me what you're saying
All these things I've been praying
Tell me what you're saying
All these things I've been praying

Guitarman

Well I quit my job down at the carwash
Left my mother a goodbye note
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar under my coat
Hitchiked all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks went hunting at nights
Just looking for a place to play
Well I thought my picking would set them on fire
But nobody wanted to hire a guitarman
Well I nearly starved to death down in Memphis
I run out of money and luck
So I bummed me a ride down to Mecon, Georgia
On an overloaded poultry truck
Thumbed on down to Panama City
Started picking at some of them all night bars
Hoping I could make myself a dollar making music on my guitar
Got the same old story the moment I'd appear
There ain't room around here for a guitarman
Don't need a guitarman son
So I slept in the hobo jungles
I roamed thousand miles of track
Till I find myself in Mobile, Alabama
At a club they call Big Jacks
A little four piece band was jamming
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed em what a band would sound like
With a swinging little guitarman
Show em son
If you ever take a trip down to the ocean
Find yourself down around Mobile
Make it on out to a club called Jacks
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Digging the finest little five piece group
Up and down the Gulf of Mexico
Guess who's leading that five piece band
Wouldn't you know it's that swinging little guitarman
he was a degenerates degenerate

Lowlife

I've got too many troubles
Stains on my body and soul
I could run keep on running
Stains and they're starting to show
I could give it up and never lose control
She looks good when she's on it
Health shining out of her face
I think she could be on it
Talking like she's just had a taste
I could give her up and never lose control
I can't stand this compromise
Going down slow I'm hypnotised
Just can't shake this messed up scene
Doing it good on a 3D screen
Help me please cause I don't know
Just no way to save my soul

Penetration

Give me penetration
Take it to the sky
Give me penetration honey take it till I die
Take it till it breaks my spine
Take it anyway, I don't care anyway
Kick it back till it breaks my spine
Give me penetration

My Girl

I got sunshine
On a cloudy day
When it's cold outside
I've got the month of May
I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl)
Talking 'bout (my girl) my girl
I've got so much honey the bees they envy me
I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees
Well, I guess you'll say
What could make me feel this way
My girl (my girl)
I'm talking 'bout (my girl) my girl
A hey, hey, hey
A hey, hey, hey
I don't need no money that summer day
I've got all the riches one man could take
I guess you'll say
What could make me feel this way
My girl (my girl)
I'm talking 'bout (my girl) my girl
I got sunshine on a cloudy day
I even got the month of May, hey
I got, I got what she
A hey hey hey
Talking 'bout my girl
etc.

Reverberation

you've finally found
your health was fine
it's strapped inside your skin
you want to leave
but you believe
you won't get back again
you only know
you have to go
this feeling you can't deny
you try and try
you die and die
you're stuck on your own now
reverberation
reverberation
you find ?
it doesn't cease
this deadly irritation
you catch a lie
you stare behind
you're sick with fermentation
you hold your thoughts
your mind is caught
your fixed with fascination
you think you'll die
but can't rely
it's back with devistation
reverberation
reverberation
?
come on
you start to swirl
the downward curl
catches up your feels
?
comes home to you
and downs inside your ?
you start to fight
against a knife
that swings inside your mind
there's something black
that bounces back
and grabs you from behind
reverberation
reverberation

Reverence (Radio Mix)

I wanna die just like jesus christ
I wanna die on a bed of spikes
I wanna die come see paradise
I wanna die just like jesus christ
I wanna die just like J.F.K.
I wanna die on a sunny day
I wanna die just like J.F.K.
I wanna die in the U.S.A.
I wanna die
I wanna die
I wouldn't sell my soul
But I'd hang for this
I gotta get my goal
Cause I'd hang for this

Shimmer

The look behind your eyes
Conceals a thin disguise
If pleasure is my prize
There's pain in paradise
She makes the rivers flow
She looks into my soul
Destruction sets us free
From this forbidden tree
So I don't care
Don't say that I don't care
But you just made me aware
I don't care
Heaven's open gate the Devil's silver eyes
A look that seals my fate
Destruction is my prize

Sidewalking (Extended Version)

Chilled to the bone and five miles to home
I'm messing in the dark and feeling all alone
I got ice in my fire got the heat in my wire
Inject a little heat I'm burning up the tyres
Sidewalking
Talking like I'm on and I'm the only one
I'm making like I'm done and staring like a gun
Sidewalking
And I got to get a car
And I got to get a ride
Gotta get a car
Got jesus on my side
Messing in the dark and walking all alone in
The streets
Know just where I'm going
Sidewalking
Chilled to the bone
Hotwired heat all the way home

Snakedriver

I've got syphilitic hetro friends in every part of town
I don't hate them but I know them I don't want them hanging around
I won't roll my bones for every little girl who gets on down
I got space and space got me I should be selling it by the pound
Ever since I heard the voice I thought I had no choice but then I kissed her
I don't mind if I get broken I don't mind if I get fixed
I don't mind if I'm not spoken I don't mind if I get kicks
If I wake up dead I'll wake up just like any other day
And the photographs of god I bought have almost fade away
Everything just passes by I thought it always would but then I kissed her

Sometimes

Kid's got something keeps it well hid
One of these days I'm gonna shake off the lid
Dig beneath the dirt maybe scrape beneath the skin
It's getting so bad I think I'd die to get in her
Sometimes you just can't get enough
I got the feeling that I've been here before
I'm on my knees and I'm kissing the floor
I got the feeling that I've crashed in a car
I got the feeling aw babe you're a star
And you understand
Sometimes you just can't get enough

Teenage Lust (Acoustic Version)

Little skinny girl she's doing it for the first time
Little skinny girl she's doing it and it feels fine
She's taking hold and I'm holding on
Holding on and my sense is gone
I got it you got it she's got it
She's taking hold of her sins now
For the first time
Well she's been told about sins now
But it feels fine
She's taking hold and I'm holding on
Holding on and my sense is gone
I got it you got it she's got it

Tower Of Song

Well my friends are gone, my hair is grey
And I ache in all the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day in the tower of song
I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A one hundred floors above me in the, in the tower of song
Come on
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here in the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry baby doesn't look like me at all
And I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
They don't let a woman kill you, not in the tower of song
Come on
Now you can say that I've grown bitter, hut of this you maybe sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mighty judgement coming, but I maybe wrong
You see I hear these funny voices in the tower of song
Now I bid you farewell I don't know when I'll be back
They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me baby long after I'm gone
I'll be speaking to you sweetly from my window in the tower of song
Come on

Write Record Release Blues

If that phones keep ringing
I'm gonna lose some cool
I'm in my closet and I'm okay
Leave me in peaceful abject misery
I'm a young man now but
There's an old man on my back
As he gets stronger I get weak
Someday soon he'll take the place of me
If that scum keeps rising
I'm gonna jump this ship
Tell me where did it go wrong
I can't fix it I'll just sing my song
You can deride and mock me
That's been done before
I won't get on my knees for you
I won't be a record business whore