Vitalogy
Pearl Jam
06-
Met Jack Irons op drums
Geproduceerd door Brendan O'Brien en Pearl Jam
Opgenomen door Brendan O'Brien
Techniek door Nick DiDia
Assistentie Caram Costanzo Adam Kasper Trina Shoemaker John Burton Kevin Scott
Opgenomen in: Seattle, Atlanta, New Orleans
Lives opened and trashed..."Look ma, watch me crash"
No time to question...why'd nothing last
Grasp and hold on...hold tight and fast
Soon be over...and I will relent
Let the ocean swell, dissolve 'way my past
Three days, and maybe longer, won't even know I've left
Under your tongue...I'm like a tab
I will give you what...you're not s'posed to have
Under my breath...I swear by sin
For better or for worse...a best we began
Let the sun climb, oh, burn 'way my mask
Three days, and maybe longer, shed my skin at last...shed...shed
Let the sun shine, burn 'way my mask
Three days, and maybe longer, won't ever find me here
Let the ocean dissolve 'way my past
Four days, and not much longer
Let my spirit pass Ooh. This is, this is
My...last exit
See this needle...a see my hand
Drop, drop, dropping it down...oh, so gently
Well here it comes...I touch the plane
Turn me up...won't turn you away
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...whoa
Pull it out...a paper sleeve
Oh, my joy...only you deserve conceit
I'm so big...a-
I'd rather you...rather you...than her
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...whoa...oh
You're so warm...oh, the ritual...when I lay down your crooked arm
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin Spin the black circle
Spin the black circle
Spin, spin
Restless soul, enjoy your youth
Like Muhammad hits the truth
Can't escape from the common rule
If you hate something, don't you do it too...too
Small my table, a-
Got so crowded, I can't make room
Oh, where did they come from? Stormed my room!
And you dare say it belongs to you...to you
This is not for you
Oh, not for you...ah, you
..scream...my friends...don't call me
..friends, no they don't scream
..my friends don't call...my friends don't
All that's sacred comes from youth
Dedication, naive and true
With no power, nothing to do
I still remember, why don't you...don't you
This is not for you
Oh, never was for you...fuck you
This is not for you Oh, this is not for you...yeah, you This is not for you
Oh, not for you Oh, you
Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm
Wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning in his wake
Daily taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance blamed fate
Little secrets, tremors...turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves
Ransom paid the Devil...He whispers pleasing words
Triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first
Little secrets tremors...turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves
I'll decide...take the dive
Take my time...not my life
Wait for signs...believe in lies
To get by...it's divine
Oh, you know what it's like
Turns the bow back, tows and...drops the line
Puts his faith in love and Tremor Christ
Once divided...nothing left to subtract
Some words when spoken...can't be taken back
Walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking
Future's above...but in the past he's slow and sinking
Caught a bolt of lightnin...cursed the day he let it go
Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman...
She once believed...in every story he had to tell
One day she stiffened...took the other side
Empty stares...from each corner of a shared prison cell
One just escapes...one's left inside the well
And he who forgets...will be destined to remember...oh...oh...oh
Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman
Oh, she don't want him
Oh, she won't feed him...after he's flown away
Oh, into the sun...ah, into the sun
Burn...burn
Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman Nothingman
Coulda' been something Nothingman Oh...ohh...ohh
Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage, there's too much...blood
After a while, seems to roll right off...hmm
Whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
..they're whipping, ah...they're whipping
Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached
Oh, don't get behind, I can't fall back
Why must we trust all these rusted rails?
They don't want no change, we already have
They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah
..they're whipping, ah...they're whipping
Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!
Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough
I can't believe a thing they want us to...oh
Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too
Oh, they're whipping, ah...they're whipping
..they're whipping, ah...they're whipping
They're whipping, ah...they're whipping,
..they're whipping...yeah...they're whipping
P-
P-
The waiting drove me mad...you're finally here and I'm a mess
I take your entrance back...can't let you roam inside my head
I don't want to take what you can give
I would rather starve than eat your bread
I would rather run but I can't walk
Guess I'll lie alone just like before
I'll take the firmest path...oh, and I must refuse your test
A-
I don't want to hear from those who know
They can buy, but can't put on my clothes
I don't want to limp for them to walk
Never would have known of me before
I don't want to be held in your debt
And I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed
And I'm already cut up and half dead
I'll end up alone like I began
Everything has changed, absolutely nothing's changed
Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my tincture
I don't want to take what you can give
I would rather starve than hit your breast
All the things that others want for me
Can't buy what I want because it's free
Can't be what you want because I'm
I ain't s'posed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began
It's your move now
I thought you were a friend, but I guess I, I guess I hate you
All these
I got bugs I got bugs in my room
Bugs in my bed Bugs in my ears
Their eggs in my head Bugs in my pockets
Bugs in my shoes Bugs in the way I feel about you
Bugs on my window Trying to get in
They don't go nowhere Waiting, waiting
Bugs on my ceiling Crowded the floor
Standing, sitting, kneeling A few block the door
And now the question's Do I kill them? Become their friend?
Do I eat them? Raw or well done? Do I trick them?
I don't think they're that dumb Do I join them?
Looks like that's the one
I got bugs on my skin Tickle my nausea I let it happen again
They're always takin' over I see they surround me, I see
See them deciding my fate Oh, that which was once...was once up to me
Now it's too late
I got bugs in my room...one on one That's when I had a chance
I'll just stop now I'll become naked
And with the...I'll become one
It's not all been said...been said and done
I've never slept in Satan's bed
Although I must admit...still visits my place
Uninvited, as you know, he don't wait
Funny how he always seems to fit in
Funny how I always want to give in
Sundays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursday, the same
Sometimes the special guest, he don't like to leave
Already...in love Already
Who made, who made up, made up the myth
That we were born to be covered in bliss?
Who set the standard, born to be rich?
Such fine examples, skinny little bitch
Model, role model, roll some models in blood
Get some flesh to stick, so they look like us
I shit and I stink, I'm real, join the club
I'd stop and talk, but I'm already in love
Already...in love Already
In love...Ah ha ha ha... follows torture...follows reward
Oh, oh my butt
Never shook Satan's hand, look see for yourself
You'd know it if I had, that shit don't come off
I'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both
Jump off a cliff, don't need your help so back off
I'll never suck Satan's dick
Again, you'd see it, you know, right round the lips
I'll wait for an angel, but I won't hold my breath
'Magine they're busy, think I'm doing okay
Already...in love Already
Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man
Can't find a better man Ohh
Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know
She tells herself, oh
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man
She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man
Can't find a better man Yeah
She loved him, yeah...she don't want to leave this way
She feeds him, yeah...that's why she'll be back again
Can't find a better man Can't find a better...man
Ohh...ohh Uh huh Ohh
Awooh...aye davanita...awooh...awooha Jahooh...jahooh
Awooh...aye davanita...awooh...awooha
Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home...and a wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home...and a wish to hold on to
But saw the trapdoor in the sun
Immortality
I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm
And whiskers in the sink
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to liveOhh
Don't you want people to love you?
My spanking, that's the only thing I want so much
Spanking, that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Don't you want people to love you?
My spanking, that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Why is that better than being hugged?
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person Closer to the person
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person Closer to the person
Just like a person having sex feels cared for
We wanna be loved, so we have sex together
And they feel loved about that
And this is the way it makes me feel...loved
I want it, I dream about it, I think about it, I want it
Just like a girl wants sex with a boy, you know?
It's the way I'll always be probably
My last one was born in the system
See, they're stupid, very stupid, those people over there They're stupid
These people are so below mentality, honest to G-
You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me
This mentality, honest to G-
You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me
Honest to G-
You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me
Bug me...bug me...he got the nerve to bug me
Everything seems so hateful
And I, I don't know if that's my imagination, but, umm
Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me
And I don't know if that's my imagination, but,
Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me Think they got me
Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...hmm
Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me
..Know if that's my imagination, but, umm
Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me
She prides herself on her cleaning habits
Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me
She prides herself on her cleaning habits
It's a lovely stupid mop, it is
There's something really screwy about no streaking
Is it any old dumb mop? It streaks
Come on mop, no streaking mop
I don't mind mop the floor, my mop streaks, I don't like it
It's not me, it's the mop
Come, I bought some new mops
Go away you stupid, dumb old sponge mop
I don't believe it...now the floor looks beautiful
I don't believe it...old sponge mop
Dumb old sponge mop
Old sponge mop
Dumb old sponge mop
You're right, this mop's stupid
Dumb old sponge mop
I don't believe it...now the floor looks beautiful
That's why they call me mophandlemama
Now the floor looks beautiful
That's why they call me mophandlemama
It'd be two weeks before she could see her psychiatrist
The twenty-
The manager told her to completely forget
If you ever go to bed, I'll kill you
Do I tell the whole world that I'm mentally ill?
Go to the papers...yeah, why not?
I want to show them that I can walk on my own without hands of theirs
And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself.
Keep it to myself...keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
Very much so
Think I deserve to be loved
Keep it to myself...keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
..To be loved, don't you?
But I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself...keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself...keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
Very much so
Do you ever think that you would actually, really kill yourself?
Well, if I have thought about it real, uhh, real deep
Yeas, I believe I would
I have thought about it real, uhh, real deep
Yes, I believe I would
And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself...keep it to myself
..that I can walk without hands of theirs
And, I can still fantasize, but I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself...keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
Very much so
Do you ever think that you actually would kill yourself?
Well, if I have thought about it real, uhh, real deep
Yes, I believe I would