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The Wallflowers Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) 6th Avenue Heartache Sirens ring, the shots ring out A stranger cries, screams out loud I had my world strapped against my back I held my hands, never knew how to act And the same black line that was drawn on you Was drawn on me And now it's drawn me in 6th Avenue heartache Below me was a homeless man I'm singin' songs I knew complete On the steps alone, his guitar in hand It's fifty years, stood where he stands Now walkin' home on those streets The river winds move my feet Subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams They stood by me, just like moonbeams Look out the window, down upon that street And gone like a midnight was that man But I see his six strings laid against that wall And all his things, they all look so small I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star Just like me-just moved on... The Wallflowers |
After The Blackbird Sings After The Blackbird Sings 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... The Wallflowers |
Angel On My Bike Angel On My Bike She knows just what I like The angel on my bike She found me down on a two ton anchor Tangled up in wire She always gets it right The angel on my bike I could be killed if the train goes faster Well angel watch my life I can't handle a care I want, but I can't be there While angel's a prayer It's 45 miles on that highway Angel double prayer I have to sleep with my eyes on the white lines Elvis need of repair I only wanted to believe That angel it's me that you need And there's only, only one heart on that highway Angel double prayer I can't handle a care I want, but I can't be there While angel's a prayer I can't handle a care I want, but I can't be there While angel's a prayer Now it's hard time on these wheels These fairytales Turn to rusted steel and it's Gettin' hard now to believe She's seein' me Angel, please, tell me Can't you see Angel it's only me Angel it's only me Well I can't take a care Man, I want, but I can't be there While angel's a prayer I can't handle a care Well, I want, but I can't be there While angel's a prayer... The Wallflowers |
Another One In The Dark Another One In The Dark We took 'em high, we took 'em straight up the hill, They wanted it all, we gave 'em such a fill. In their parades we stole every thrill And in their games we made every kill. We took them hard, we took them up against the wall. In their loss we never let them fall In their flames we sailed up to the moon In their rains we slayed dry like a fire would. So the bottom of my fears Is that the girl might just disappear, But that'll be the death of me, The day she's just a memory Well she turned out the lights When she opened the whites of my eyes Another one in the dark Broken hearted mama Just another one in the dark. When we rolled, rolled on like a big drum, We went to the top just above everyone, They wanted to win, tie us up with a string, and steal everything. We took 'em skin on skin, we laid 'em down in the ring. So I swear, we're a pair, Like loneliness and a prayer, And you know I may still believe, You may still need me. Well, she turned out the lights When she opened the whites of my eyes Another one in the dark Broken from the start Just another one in the dark. And in their nights we made out with a loud scream, And in their sleep we howled inside every dream, So if you're trying to break me, Come on why don't you shake me, Right out of my tree, The one that you made me, me Well, she sang out of tune, When she shot down the moon, As I saw my all freeze, Down onto my knees, Where I was hit at the hip, Between the cup and the lip, As I was struck down under With lightning and thunder, As she cut all the strings That I'd tied to her wings Leaving me in the dark, We stood just feet apart, But she never seen me at all... The Wallflowers |
Ashes To Ashes Ashes To Ashes 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 did you 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 did you ever learn to treat me like that that that? It's coming from another with a mother who's just like yours, Givin' you headaches and all those mental scores. Give a little, have a little, take some for yourself, Like the needy and the greedy always seem by themselves, Well, you must be, have to be one of these, Hidin' in the shade under your family tree Think I met you once in a liquor store, No think I saw you hanging by the stage door Handing out programs to the family theater Devised a role so you don't mistreat her. Take it wild, take it fast, You never gave yourself a chance. I don't remember you from any of those books, Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box. Where did you ever learn to treat me like that, that, that, that? The Wallflowers |
Asleep At The Wheel Asleep At The Wheel Do you ever stop to count all the invitations At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision Of dead beat girls and freaks at a peoples convention, All these sugars with no vitamin sensation. Do you ever stop to look over old relations, Or look to the belly of another one's emotions, Someone young in the winds of a revolution Trying 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 mental starvation, Bone rail skinny, only feeding off frustration. Unlike you who seem bred from corruption Feeding off the plates of an ununited nation. Asleep at the wheel, No windshield, But you know that the streets Here don't change. With a lover in the street whose 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 the heat of a spotlight in motion, With a face full of mud even though you were only joking 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 coming on rollin Every smile you give's just to keep your mouth from clothin Every engine burns as a 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 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... The Wallflowers |
Be Your Own Girl Be Your Own Girl I know you're tired of waking up on the floor Pushed to the edge with nothing heavy to hold Using your clothes as a blanket and a bed Holding your hands just to lay your head. I know you don't remember ever falling down, Who picked you up, who gathered around But you don't have to be his girl And you don't have to be my girl You can always be your own girl. With the sound of your feet you follow yourself to sleep Restless and ageless and looking for somethin' to keep, When you finally fall asleep you're awake in dreams, Hanging by the ankles in a skeleton ravine. I know you've kicked the lights, fell on your shoes, Punched out the colors, leaving you the blues. But you don't have to be his girl And you don't have to be my girl You can always be your own girl. There's a soft melody that's ringing in my ears Simple and slow and it always brings you here With broken crayons you've scribbled on the wall Shapes of nothing and shadow box them all. Your fingertips are broke and your knees don't bend, Your imagination took the worst hit and cut it's skin. But you don't have to be his girl, You don't have to be my girl, You can always be your own girl. There's a soft melody that's ringing in my ears And it's the same one you could never avoid in yours, And if you lay down you can hear from tongue to tails About a tattooed rhythm and drumming by color wheel. Your rung is broken on the bottom of the rope And you can't tie another, another knot of hope. And you don't have to be his girl And you don't have to be my girl You can always be your own girl... The Wallflowers |
Bleeders Bleeders Once upon a time They called me the bleeder Well swimmin' up this river With sentimental fever But this ain't my first ride It ain't my last try Just got to keep a-movin' on If they catch me ever They'll throw me back forever I guess I should be ashamed But I forget to be vain Well I did the best I could I guess But everything just bleeds They say you're only sad and lonely And no one is impressed I sent it off in a letter I need somethin' better Than a nail and a hammer To put me back together But this ain't my first ride It ain't my last try Just got to keep a-movin on Got to keep this together Maybe next time is never Sometimes I must confess I do feel a little over dressed Sometimes it's hard to tell the wishing from the well Where you threw the penny and where it fell I guess I should I should be ashamed But I forget to be vain Well I did the best I could I guess But everything just bleeds I guess I should be ashamed But I forget to be vain Well I did the best I could I guess But everything just bleeds They say you're only sad and lonely And no one is impressed... The Wallflowers |
For The Life Of Me 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 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 Now there's all this talk about dying Well 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 talk about dying, Well I don't get it, for the life of me. So you've smoked your last cigarette Burned coldly on a train from Tibet And broke your last bottle of wine And unraveled your last ball of twine. Well, she don't back down, She don't come around here Now there's all this talk about dying, Well 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 talk about dying, Well 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 usually ignore me. Now there's all this talk about dying, Well, I don't get it, for the life of me... The Wallflowers |
God Don't Make Lonely Girls God Don't Make Lonely Girls Senorita Looks like you ain't done nothing good women ain't supposed to do Oh no no no no I seen her downtown 'Bout an hour ago Behind the glass at a peep show I got nervous 'cause I don't know Can she see me behind that window? It's almost nine and I'm back in line I can't get the girl with the Spanish tears Out of my mind I've got to make her mine, all mine But somethin' is wrong She don't belong She oughta be back where she's from Maybe back home is Mexico City Man, I don't know her But she sure is pretty But God don't make lonely girls Sure didn't want 'em in His world God don't make lonely girls Yeah, yeah, doo doo doo doo Now when I make that girl all mine I'm gonna stand by her Once I get inside of Her barbed wire Once I get inside I bet she'd look good in a brand new dress She never felt good in her fish net She's got to be this towns best mess But it ain't nothin' that her face would suggest I gotta make her see I'm a guarantee Oh, if she'd only come along with me Well I can make her see Gonna take a walk right through these walls 'Cause she's comin' home with me I ain't even gonna touch her at all Man, I'm only gonna lay awake and watch her sleep... The Wallflowers |
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