Pavement Album

However you feel,
whatever it takes,
whenever it's real,
whatever awaits,
whatever you need,
however so slight,
whenever it's real,
whenever it's right.

I've been thinking long and hard about the things you said to me,
like a bitter stranger,
and now I see the long, the short, the middle and what's inbetween,
I could spit on a stranger,
(pour/pull me out)
you're a bitter stranger.
(pour me out)

Whatever you feel,
whatever it takes,
whenever it's real,
whatever awaits me,
whatever you need,
however so slight,
whenever it leads,
whenever it's right.

Honey I'm a prize and you're a catch
and we're a perfect match,
like two bitter strangers,
and now I see the long,
the short of it and I can make it last,
I could spit on a stranger,
(pour me out)
you're a bitter stranger,
(pour me out)
I could spit on a stranger,
(pour me out)
you're a bitter stranger.
(pour me out)

I see the sunshine in your eyes,
I'll try the things you'll never try,
I'll be the one that leaves
you high...high...high

Harness your hopes
On just one person
Because you know a harness
Was only made for one

Don't telegraph your passes
You'll end up with molasses
Cauterized with syrup
And syrup and molasses

And I'm checking out the asses
The assets that attract us
To anything that moves
We're deep inside the grooves

And it's time to shake the rations
'Cause someone's gonna cash in
The plot it turns again
The reference starts at ten

Show me
A word that rhymes with pavement
And I won't kill your parents
And roast them on a spit

And a - don't you try to etch it
Or permanently sketch it
Or you're gonna catch a bad bad cold

And the freaks have stormed the white house
I moved into a lighthouse
It's on a scenic quay
Its oh so far away

Far away from the begining
The shroud is made of lenin
The yearling took the purse
The goth kid has a hearse

Heart breaking
Earth quaking
Kiwis they are home baking
Minds wide open truely

Leisure
A leisure suit is nothing
It's nothing to be proud of
In this late century

And I'm asking you to hold me
Just like the morning paper
Pinched between your pointer
Your index and your thumb

It's a semi automatic
Believers are ecstatic
You see the way they cling
The cold metallic sting

And I'm living in a coma
For Donna DeVorona
The harness made of hopes
The lovers on the ropes

Nun is to church
As the parrot is to perch
And my heart's wide open truely

Roll With The Wind

Many are the men who get lost around the bend
Solitary rejects with a need to spawn
Well the hell you are a-raisin'
The skirts you are a-chasin'
Gonna send the letter bomb back to you

Roll!
Roll with the wind!
Roll!
Roll with the wind!

 ? theres always equation
For what you are made up of
what you're gonna be

Wise, you are a shaman and rich
a Boston prominent,
poor, you're just so common
and that's all there is

Roll!
Roll with the wind!
Roll!
Roll with the wind!

Clarity was lost in the guts of the Xerox machine
Say what you need


Say what you mean
Don't keep me guessing

Playing to packed houses
and quiet as church mouses
And building up a circus tent with black ???
Well I get high on action
Heavy tooth compaction
Building up a root canal entre vous

Roll!
Roll with the wind!
Roll!
Roll with the wind!

Charity's new members lost it
so save the reciept
Save the reciept
Save the reciept
Save the reciepts
Don't keep me guessing

You gotta roll!
Roll with the wind!
Roll with the wind!

You gotta roll!
Roll with the wind!
Roll with the wind!

Harness you hopes on just one person
because you know a harness was only made for one
Don't telegraph your passes you'll end up with mollasses
Cauterize with syrup in syrup and mollasses

And I'm checking out the asses the assets that attract us to anything that moves we're deep inside the grooves
And it's time to shake your ashes 'cos someones gonna cash it we're plot it turns again the reference starts at ten

Show me a word that rhymes with Pavement and I will kill your parents and roast them on a spit


An' a dontcha try to etch it or permanently sketch it or you're gonna catch a bad, bad cold
And the freaks have stolen the White House
I moved into a lighthouse its on a scenic quay its oh so far away
Far away from the beginnin' the shroud is made of linen the yearling took your purse
The goth kid has a hearse
Heart breakin' earth quakin Kiwis they are home bakin' minds wide open true

Leisure a leisure suit is nothing its nothing to be proud of in this late century and I'm asking you to hold me just like a morning paper pinched between your pointer your index and your thumb
Its a semi-automatic believers are ecstatic you see the way they cling the cold metallic sting

Bad Brains drop,
They rip you like a Sunday paper.
Glass clear,
Hold me like a suicide ranger in his lair,
A suicide ranger,
Uh, uh, ah.

Down on saint Kit's and I was lost in a haze of
Tax shelters and Mardi Gras and polluted bays, but
My Cadillac mind recalls a time that you walked around an island forty times
Who whispers from the natives in their two paying cars.
Angel got to see where you hide,
She might know when you die.


There's no place to get up,
From the rooftop gambler.

A weekends Costa Rica with ocho chicas
And the bars are never closes when you got the frozen noses
Of Jeff and it is the soundtrack I've go to get a heart attack,
Working hard.
Hours and the feelings down on your kneeling.
Whisper to the truths and when they come their going to hide you around
There going to show me to hide
Like a rooftop gambler.