Grinderman Album

I woke up this morning
I thought what am I doing here?
My brother he starts raging!
Watch him rising see him howling!
And he sucked and sucker her dry
And he bit at me and said goodbye
Up on the twenty-ninth floor

I was lying there with just my brother
We could hear someone ratting the locks
I was lying there with just my brother
Do you think that it might be the cops?
We sucked her and sucker her dry
I was Mickey Mouse. He was the Big Bad Wolf!

Next thing you know
I'm looking down below
See a lupin child
With her hair on fire
Little burning girl!
Looking up at me!
Running to the elevator!
Getting in the elevator!
Sixth floor! Seventh floor!
Eighth floor! Nine!
Come on baby
Blow my mind

I woke up this morning and he was gone
There were posters in the airports and the stations
We took shelter under her body
We sucked her and sucked her dry
He kissed me and said goodbye

Well no time at all
She's walking down the hall
A bat-faced girl
With dynamite curls
Ringing the bell
Banging on the door
Looking up at me
Looking up at me
Walking like a travelator
Jumping in the elavator
Twenty-two! Twenty-four!
Twenty-six! Twenty-nine!
Come on baby
Blow my mind!

You know they call my girl the Snake Charmer
Here she comes rising with the yellow dawn
You know I would do nothing to ever harm her
I guess that I've just loved you for too long

You know they call my girl the Worm Tamer
She cracks lightning like a viper's tongue
She leaves me every night and who could blame her
I guess that I've just loved you for too long

For too long!

You know they call my girl the Serpent Wrangler
Eating inchworms down by the bill-a-bong
I spent all last night trying to untangle her
I guess that I've loved you for too long

You know they call my baby the Mambo Rider
I cry storms of tears till the rising of the dawn
You know I'm only happy when I'm inside her
I guess that I've just loved you for too long

Well my baby calls me the Loch Ness Monster
Two great big humps and then I'm gone
But actually I am the Abominable Snowman
I guess that I've loved you for too long

Hey little momo
Light as a rainbow,
Heavy as an asteroid
Crashed in the bathtub

Yeah, sitting in the bathtub
Hair full of her fingers
Hair full of her fingers

Yeah, sitting in the bathtub
Says, "I'm scared and lonely"
Sweet little momo says,
"I'm scared and lonely"

Here come the wolfman
Hey little momo
Saying, "hey little momo"
Saying, "hey little momo"
Sitting in the bathtub

My heathen child
She's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a real wild child

She got a little powder
She got a little gun
She got a little poison
Got a little gun
Sitting in the bathtub
Sucking her thumb

Says, "I don't care about Buddha
[Don't] care about Krishna
Don't care about Allah
Don't care about anything"
Just sitting in the bathtub,
Sucking her thumb...

Cuz, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a heathen child
Now, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a real wild child

[yeah... yeah, come on baby]

Oh, poor little momo
Yeah, paddled and rowed (?)
She's got a little powder
Got a little gun
Sitting in the bathtub
Having some fun

She was raised by beasts
and grabbed by vultures
Oh, here come the wolfman
The abominable snowman
Got a little poison
Got a little gun
Sitting in her bathtub
Waiting for the wolfman to come


You think your great big husband will protect you, you are wrong
You think your little wife will protect you, you are wrong
You think your children will protect you, you are wrong
You think your government will protect you, you are wrong

She don't care about Allah
She is the Allah
Don't care about Buddha
She is the Buddha

Coz, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a heathen child
She's a heathen child
She's a heathen child

[Yeah, someone left the bathtub running
someone left the bathtub running]

Thank we don't get all our hurts at once
That would be a really really bad thing
When my baby comes
Thank God we don't get all our olds at the one time
Listen to me talking in my hospital gown
When my baby comes
Best thing about this place are the showers
The worst thing is the visiting hours
Hey, careful of the carpet
When my baby comes
They had pistols and they had guns
They threw me on the ground and they entered into me
I was only fifteen
When my baby comes

Just how long you gonna be my baby?
Just how long you gonna be my baby?
'Til you come?

Just how long you gonna be my baby?
Just how long you gonna be my baby?
'Til you come?

She got hands as white as milk
And she weaves a loop of Spider's silk that glistens
When my baby comes
There's an ancient question behind her eyes
That I can't even begin to describe
Hey, hey listen don't do that on the carpet
When my baby comes
Is anyone out there wasting their lives
On booze and drugs and husbands and wives and making money
When my baby comes
Well they had pistols and they had guns
My skirt above my head I was so much older
When i crawled out from under their mushroom cloud
When my baby comes

Just how long you gonna be my baby?
Just how long you gonna be my baby?
'Til you come?

Just how long you gonna be my baby?
Just how long you gonna be my baby?
'Til you come?

Just how long you gonna be my baby?
Just how long you gonna be my baby?
'Til you come?

Just how long you gonna be my baby?
Just how long you gonna be my baby?
'Til you come?

Just how long you gonna be my baby?
Just how long you gonna be my baby?
'Til you come?

Yeah I Know
I know
Oh yeah

From the day
That I was born
Yeah I know
From the time
I went to school
Yeah I know

From the Time
Was a teenager
I know
From the time
I got married
Hey i Know

A million things
Are gonna
Happen to me
In rooms that are much like these

It will never be enough
It will never be enough
So you better come over here
You better come over here
you better come on over here
Hey your better come over here
Yeah i know
Yeah i Know

O baby baby baby!
Who needs the stars? You are my Star!
Who needs the moon? You are my moon!
O baby baby baby!

Cling to me baby in this rented room
Who needs the TV? You are my TV!
Who needs a record player? You are my record player!
O cling to me baby in this rented room!

Hear the ringing on the telephone
A voice from a hundred miles away
Its breath is heavy and you're all alone
It's got something that it wants to say
It's got something that it wants to say
Its breath is heavy and you're all alone
A voice so clear you can feel its breath
Coming down the telephone

O my precious baby
Now it is the time that we must speak
They have divided us from our children
And they've tossed them on the heap
Who needs children? You are my child!
Who needs children? My little lamb!
Who needs children? You are my child!
Crying like a demon in your daddy's arms!

O cling to me baby in this broken dream
You are the moon! Who needs the moon?
You are the stars! Who needs the stars?
O cling to me little baby in this broken dream
And let me protect you from this evil

I keep hanging around your kitchenette
And I'm gonna get a pot to cook you in
I stick my fingers in your biscuit jar
And crush all your Gingerbread Men

'Cause I want you
Yeah I want you to be my friend
Yeah I want you
Yeah I wanna be your solitary man

Try not to wake the executioner
He's sleeping with a fireman's axe
He leaves his glass eye on the pillow babe
And his dentures floating there in a glass

He makes it hard to relax
He makes it hard to relax
When i want you
When i want you to be my friend

What's this husband of yours ever given to you
Opgrah Winfrey on a plasma screen
And a brood of junky buck-toothed imbeciles
The ugliest fucking kids I've ever seen

Oh baby I want you
Yeah I want you to be my girlfriend

Now will you send those kids to play down the street
And shouldn't you, shouldn't you put shoes on their feet?
It's getting hard to relax
It's getting hard to relax

I can see that you don't really dig him
And I can see that you want it to quite
But if you want to get your hand out of the cookie jar
You're gonna have to let go of the biscuit

Psychedelic invocations
Of Mata Hari at the station
I give to you
A Java princess of Hindu Birth
A woman of flesh a child of earth
I give to you
The hanging gardens of Babylon
Miles Davis the black unicorn
I give to you
The Palaces of Montezuma
And the Gardens of Akbar's tomb
I give to you
The spider Goddess and the Needle Boy
The slave-dwarves they employ
I give to you
A custard-coloured super-dream
Of Ali McGraw and Steve McQueen
I give to you

C'mon baby, let's get out of the cold
And give me, give me, give me your precious love for me to hold

The epic of Gilgamesh
A pretty little black A-line dress
I give to you
The spinal cord of JFK
Wrapped in Marilyn Monroe's negligee
I give to you
I want nothing in return
Just the softest little breathless word
I ask of you
A word contained in a grain of sand
That can barely walk can't even stand
I ask of you

Oh c'mon baby, let's get out of the cold
And gimme gimme gimme your precious love for me to hold
C'mon baby come out of the cold
And gimme gimme gimme your precious love for me to hold

I saw my old friend Gabriel
Down the perimeter ringing a bell
I said hello
Hey man is there something wrong?
Where has everybody gone?
I don't know
Well I put my hand across my mouth
And I went out
Yeah moving slow
What are you doing he said to me
I'm looking for my company
He said don't bother no

Next thing you know when I took a look
Gabe was trying to sell me a book
But I got no dough
He said check it out It's going cheap
Check it out it's going cheap
Ok I'll give it a go
Well I read that book every page
And then i put it away
Said I don't think so

It makes slaves of all of womankind
And corpses of men
And I just don't know
And we care a little bit
We get scared a little bit
Of those two cold dead eyes
That stare a little bit
And we cry a little bit
And we get by a little bit
Let your tears
All come falling down

Put me on a big white steed!
Ride it up and down your street!
Wrapped in a crimson coat!
Sail me in a green big boat!
I'll sail around the waters for you
Kill your sons and daughters for you!
Put me on a big white horse!
Send me down to Banbury Cross!

It's ok Joe its time to go

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

O baby baby baby!
Who needs the stars? You are my Star!
Who needs the moon? You are my moon!
O baby baby baby!

Cling to me baby in this rented room
Who needs the TV? You are my TV!
Who needs a record player? You are my record player!
O cling to me baby in this rented room!

Hear the ringing on the telephone
A voice from a hundred miles away
Its breath is heavy and you're all alone
It's got something that it wants to say
It's got something that it wants to say
Its breath is heavy and you're all alone
A voice so clear you can feel its breath
Coming down the telephone

O my precious baby
Now it is the time that we must speak
They have divided us from our children
And they've tossed them on the heap
Who needs children? You are my child!
Who needs children? My little lamb!
Who needs children? You are my child!
Crying like a demon in your daddy's arms!

O cling to me baby in this broken dream
You are the moon! Who needs the moon?
You are the stars! Who needs the stars?
O cling to me little baby in this broken dream
And let me protect you from this evil

Hey little momo
Light as a rainbow,
Heavy as an asteroid
Crashed in the bathtub

Yeah, sitting in the bathtub
Hair full of her fingers
Hair full of her fingers

Yeah, sitting in the bathtub
Says, "I'm scared and lonely"
Sweet little momo says,
"I'm scared and lonely"

Here come the wolfman
Hey little momo
Saying, "hey little momo"
Saying, "hey little momo"
Sitting in the bathtub

My heathen child
She's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a real wild child

She got a little powder
She got a little gun
She got a little poison
Got a little gun
Sitting in the bathtub
Sucking her thumb

Says, "I don't care about Buddha
[Don't] care about Krishna
Don't care about Allah
Don't care about anything"
Just sitting in the bathtub,
Sucking her thumb...

Cuz, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a heathen child
Now, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a real wild child

[yeah... yeah, come on baby]

Oh, poor little momo
Yeah, paddled and rowed (?)
She's got a little powder
Got a little gun
Sitting in the bathtub
Having some fun

She was raised by beasts
and grabbed by vultures
Oh, here come the wolfman
The abominable snowman
Got a little poison
Got a little gun
Sitting in her bathtub
Waiting for the wolfman to come


You think your great big husband will protect you, you are wrong
You think your little wife will protect you, you are wrong
You think your children will protect you, you are wrong
You think your government will protect you, you are wrong

She don't care about Allah
She is the Allah
Don't care about Buddha
She is the Buddha

Coz, she's a heathen child
Yeah, she's a heathen child
She's a heathen child
She's a heathen child

[Yeah, someone left the bathtub running
someone left the bathtub running]