I went away to see an old friend of mine
His sister came over she was out of her mind
She said Jesus had a twin who knew nothing about sin
She was laughing like crazy at the trouble I’m in
Her light eyes were dancing she is insane
Her brother says she’s just a bitch with a golden chain
She keeps coming closer saying “I can feel it in my bones
Schizophrenia is taking me home”
My future is static
It’s already had it
I could tuck you in
And we can talk about it
I had a dream
And it split the scene
But I got a hunch
It’s coming back to me
I got a catholic block
Inside my head
I let it go to work
Bring it all back home
It serves you right
And I can motor down
You got to earn yr freedom
Get it on my own
I just live 4ever
There just is no end
I just trust the oppression
Like I trust yr friends
I got a catholic block
Inside my head
I let it play around
Iron to gold
Come back to me awhile
I got a catholic block it’s around my head
I got a catholic block it’s blood orange red
I got a catholic block do you like to fuck?
I got a catholic block I guess I’m out of luck
There’s something in the air here
makes you go insane
brings you back to me
It’s been so long
alls I have to do
is live along
It’s coming, coming down
over me
Do you want to see
the explosions in my eye
Do you want to see
the reflection of
how it used to be
Beauty lies in the eyes of anothers dream
Beauty lies and lost in anothers dream
It’s coming, coming down
over me
Do you want to see
the explosions in my eye
Do you want to see
the reflection of
how it used to be
Hey baby
Hey sweetheart
Hey fox, come here
Hey beautiful
Come here sugar
I’m keeping my commission to faith’s transmission
Two speakers dream the same and skies turn red
Satellites flashing down Orchard and Delancey
I can’t get laid cuz everyone is dead
Hey - Gold connections
Analog soul waving in yr hair
Hey - Hylozoic directions
She’s talking blue streaks everywhere
Your spirit is time-reversed to your body
Stereographic mix-up field on field
It started growing up the day your body dies
Only apparently, real to irreal
Hey - Stereo stations
Perfect image, kneel down
Hey - Hypostatic information
Come on let’s hear you turn around
Stretch me to the point where I stop
Run ten thousand miles and then think of me
I think you know the place we should meet
Don’t worry if it’s dark and I’m late
Run me out a thin wire
Help me to kill this, love
I’ll join you tonite at the bottom of the well
Feel around in the dark until you get the idea
I’m not moving doesn’t mean I can’t
Flame on in my head
My best friend sucked his wife’s blood and shriveled up
He was mistaken for sane
We move and groove and cut loose from fear
We should kill time, we’ll shut it down
I’ve got a pipeline straight to the heart of you
Opening in my head
Bright glass on a chain being wound around us
The toiling of idle hands
Dripping,
With guilt
A secret form of punishment
Axes thru skulls
Shadow of futility
Endless/revolt
The shifting of light and shadows
No one is right
Nothing is solid
Nothing can be held in my hands for long
He’s running on a tuff gnarl in his head
He’s got a fatal erection home in bed
He’s really smart and he’s really fast
He’s got a hard tit killer fuck in his past
Saints preserve us in hot young stuff
The saving grace is a sonic pig pile
Amazing grazing strange and raging flies
are flaring thru your brains
Spastic flailing literally raising my roof
An adrenal mental man-tool box explodes
in music creates utopia
You gnarl on my nerves you weird and
crush the cranking raunch
Flesh dirt forcefield lost and found
let’s burn your broken heart
Set our sights on sights not yet set
let’s scorch your wavo wig
Let’s poke your eyes out
Comon get in the car
Let’s go for a ride somewhere
I won’t hurt you
as much as you’ve hurt me
Let me take you there
before the sun goes down
Comon give me yr. love
Comon baby all you have
I wanna take yr. breath away
Comon baby
Just like that, you say
You make me feel so crazy
Comon get in the car
Let’s go for a drive somewhere
I won’t hurt you
You make me feel so crazy
Comon get in the car
Let’s go for a ride somewhere
I won’t hurt you
as much as you’ve hurt me
Let me take you there
before the sun goes down
Comon give me yr. love
Comon baby all you have
I wanna take yr. breath away
Comon baby
Just like that, you say
You make me feel so crazy
Comon get in the car
Let’s go for a ride somewhere
You make me feel so good
You make me feel so crazy
Insulation
In my circulation
[I’m on mating with them/I’m a mating rhythm]
Sick with that incision
Nazi operation
[Get my station/devestation]
[Firing up a radio/wire up a radio]
[Live in my lady rhythm/And I’m a mating rhythm]
[Firing up a radio/wire up the radio]
Turn the terror and find my limit
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Like this
I see you now
They’re moving in
Pull the zipper
[She’s sliding out/it’s sliding up]
I know how to reset
[How do you think your best bet/honey for your best man]
[Wiring up a radio/wire up a radio]
[Live in and my lady rhythm/and I’m a beating rhythm]
[Wiring up a radio/wire up for the radio]
[Took my terror out of me/turn the terror an’]
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Like this
[I kicking in the night shifts/a kicking in the night shifts]
Greasing on my fingertips
I think he’ll find us
[Anybody’s tried to/anybody’s title]
Got my eyes on the controls
[An hour/turned on] let’s go
[Wiring up the radio/wire up the radio]
[Live in my lady rhythm/and I’m a mating rhythm]
[Fire on the radio/wire up for the radio]
Turn the treble and fight my limit
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Love has come to stay in all the way
It’s gonna stay forever and every day
It feels like a wish coming true
It feels like an angel dreaming of you
Feels like heaven forgiving and getting
Feels like we’re fading and celebrating
You got a carnal spirit spraying I’m gonna laugh it up
You got a cotton crown I’m gonna keep it underground
You’re gonna take control of the chemistry
And you’re gonna manifest the mystery
You got a magic wheel in your memory
I’m wasted in time and I’m looking everywhere
I don’t care where
I don’t care where
Angels are dreaming of you
Angels are dreaming of you
Angels are dreaming of you
Angels are dreaming of you
New York City is forever kitty
I’m wasted in time and you’re never ready
Fading fading celebrating
I got your cotton crown
I got your cotton crown
I got your cotton crown
I got your cotton crown
I got your cotton crown
I got your
Burning inside
(I cross myself it doesn’t help)
Because I’m not smart enough
(I’m digging into hot white)
Learning not to lie
(We cross it out and stay away)
One two
One two
One two titty
I know every nook and cranny in New York City
We’re Ciccone and that’s enough
I’m the Royal Tuff Titty and you gotta taste my love
Taste my love
Yeah
Ahhh
Come out everybody and rock with me
I am the one on the Christmas tree
Now whimping at the words like a moving stork
Now walking up the stairs and cooking up the board
Jumping anywhere I don’t fucking care
Put on some dark eyes and waving goodbye
(Says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
I know (says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
Oh (Says she’s fucking cool)
Oohh (says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
Ciccone (Says she’s fucking cool)
Ciccone (Says she’s fucking cool)
Ciccone (Says she’s fucking cool)
Ciccone (Says she’s fucking cool)
(Says she’s fucking cool)
Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ciccone (Says she’s fucking cool)
Ci-Ci-Ci-Ciccone (Says she’s fucking cool)
Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci (Says she’s fucking cool)
All you just fall down
(I know)
Yeah
(I know)
Yeah
I know (I know)
I know (I know) yeah
Gene Simmons is in love with me (I know)
(I know)
See ya around (I know)
(I know)
I know (I know)
I know (I know)
We’re Ci-Ciccone (I know)
Ci-Ciccone (I know)
We’re Ciccone (I know)
Ci-Ciccone (I know)
We’re Ciccone (I know)
Ci-Ciccone (I know)
Ci-Ciccone (I know)
I know (I know)
Aaoohh (I know)
(I know)
I’m doing it all wrong ( I know)
(I know)
I know
Forgot all about it six channel sight summer
Crack many girls smoking with some friends
Lock your house up got a pass on full
Saying all is one and one is two too many
S-S-S-Spewd up
Yeah
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!
S-S-S
London fuck you’re pissing me off
Hollywood weirdo cough, cough, cough
Why don’t you please let me rock you
Now I’m just a boy and not much to do
Everybody says does he come from above?
You’re gonna scream and taste no love
Taste no love
Yeah
Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ciccone
Ci-Ci-Ci
Ci-Ci-Ci-Ci-Ciccone
Ci-Ci-Ci-Ciccone
Ci-Ciccone
Ahh!
We’re Ciccone
We’re Ciccone
Ci-Ci-Ciccone
Ci-Ciccone
Ci-Ci-Ci-Ciccone
We’re Ciccone
Ci-Ci-Ciccone