LYRICS OF SMITTEN ALBUM

 

Rachael

Rachael Thelmy is not very sure

A little girl inside her uniform

But Aren't you really just a penny whore?

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

Right Now! Right Now! Right Now!

Right Now! Right Now! Right Now!

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

About the school yards and the uniforms

Rachael tell me why your sky is red

And how you picked up all these crazy men

Right Now! Right Now! Right Now!

Right Now! Right Now! Right Now!

Rachael, Rachael…

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

It's just a playground

It's just a let down

It's just a playground

It's just a let down

Rachael

But aren't you really just a penny whore?

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

Right Now! Right Now! Right Now!

Right Now! Right Now! Right Now!

Rachael, Rachael…

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for

 

Postcard

You have spoken

The photo's fading

And nothing is going right

A shooter's hand

To turn a cheek to

A cough in an empty room at night

Leaves are eyes

That look inside

A secret society

Here's victory now if

That's what you're into

Just take it away from me

"May God strike me dead"

she shouted from her bed

I said "Look at your mouth

It's bleeding now and so all pours out

Too easily you choose

My version of the truth

When all I ask of you

Is send me a postcard when you get there"

A monkey's tooth

A lukewarm bath

A stray dog out in the driveway

Here's Albany in a photo finish

Just wipe the dust away

"May God strike me dead"

she shouted from her bed

I said "Look at your mouth

It's bleeding now and so all pours out

Too easily you choose

My version of the truth

When all I ask of you

Is send me a postcard when you get there"

Yeah, when you get down there

Send me a postcard

Yeah, when you get down there

Wherfore art thou

Johnny Carson?

Retired and never coming back

A backroom basement

A sixty watt bulb

There's nothing that I lack

"May God strike me dead"

she shouted from her bed

I said "Look at your mouth

It's bleeding now and so all pours out

Too easily you choose

My version of the truth

When all I ask of you

Is send me a postcard when you get there"

Yeah, when you get down there

Send me a postcard

Yeah, when you get down there

Send to me a postcard from anywhere

Send to me a postcard from anywhere

Send to me a postcard from anywhere

 

Knot In It

I'm not looking for the shell-shocked signs of life

Your shadow still looms larger in the night

There's a nickel on the sill for good luck's sake

I left it out for only you to take.

But there's pine resin green on your crimson heart

Just steel yourself for when the fallout starts

Your thousand secrets all scratched out in red

You're smuggling your secrets out of bed

You know you can just turn the day around

Turn around and I'm not in it for

And I got out of it for life a long time ago

It's just a bit, you know

The person through the fog you can just barely see

They're the casualties of your point of view

And all your little wishes will come true

So you better watch what you are wishing for

or you'll wish your wishes won't come true no more

You know you can just turn the day around

Turn around and I'm not in it for

And I got out of it for life a long time ago

It's just a bit, you know

The person through the fog you can just barely see

You know you can just turn the day around

Turn around and I'm not in it for

And I got out of it for life a long time ago

It's just a bit, you know

The person through the fog you can just barely see

 

The Bible

Bell, book and candle, murder and greed

These are the things that bring your love to me

How sweet the sentence, How sweet the lips?

How do you expect, the same face that they kiss?

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

You're only a child and you're reading too late

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

It's only a child, you should leave your soul to me...

Harlots are angels, celibate priests

Contented Romans, bring your souls to speed

How sweet the flour, how sweet the cake

Even at the risk, of losing my last break

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

It's only a child and you're reading too late

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

It's only a child, you should leave your soul to me...

Blinded by halos, blood where the fields grow

I'm on my way home, but I'm not afraid

Bell, book and candle, murder and greed

These are the things that bring your love to me

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

It's only a child and you're reading too late

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

It's only a child, and I need your faith

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

It's only a child and you're reading too late

It's only the Bible, It's only the Bible

It's only a child, and I need your faith

How long should I wait, how long should I fake

How long, 'till my feelings will break

How long should I wait, how long should I fake

How long, 'till my feelings are disgraced

 

Scottish Windows

Gone, advice from a side road

And a dying breath and yellow oak

Big tall weeds and leaves of gold

Now; a wasted clock hollow

And I'm not the drowning man you think

Though I flail my arms, I refuse to sink

All I ever wanted was to see

Scottish windows opening for me

It's all I ever needed in the end

I saw you in a store window

Dress the orange window glow

I'm walking down a winding close

The gray evening fell over me

And I saw your face, though fleetingly

As the bus pulled away from me

All I ever wanted was to see

This glimmer in your eyes as they closed on me

It's all I ever needed in the end

You need different boots in this country

I see you through the screen door

Abandoned below in the birch's bough

You left me on the church floor

All I ever wanted was to see

Scottish windows closing as I leave

It's all I ever needed in the end

In the end, in the end

In the end, in the end

 

White Paint Morning

Sixty-eight at twenty-one

The girl has risen with the sun

It's a white paint morning now that the fog is gone

It's a bright, dumbfounded dawn

She lays down out on the lawn

And the new day wakes and turns to confront the clock

And down, the little town

All squared away

Don't it make you want to cry all day?

And gone, washed by the wind

Crushed by the clouds

It's where the land end and the day begins

"Is this normal?" she asks allowed

As she sifted through the crowd

Through her tears and her strong morning perfume

It seems that life's just not correct

From the observation deck

And she sits frozen in her bus seat all the way

And down, the little town

All squared away

Don't it make you want to cry all day?

And gone, washed by the wind

Crushed by the clouds

It's where the land end and the day begins

Statues and flowers

The crestfallen leaves

The minutes and hours

As ours gently leaves

And down, the little town

All squared away

Don't it make you want to cry all day?

And gone, washed by the wind

Crushed by the clouds

It's where the land end and the day begins

And down, the little town

All squared away

Don't it make you want to cry all day?

And gone, yeah gone

Yeah, yeah, yeah gone

Don't it make you wanna cry, cry, cry all day

 

Wiser

The autumn leaves

Me here without a tooth

You've given me the shaft

My friend's car's breaking down

And I've got no ride home

And I'm left out

The apes in the evergreens

The grape leaves and jasmine tea

Comforts you, without me

Without me

And I am none the wiser for it all

Your voice is shaky on the telephone call

You ride your little Pinto in the rain

And you stall out

With no one to give you a jump

Just hook your cables to me

And then you'll see

That I can start you up

That I can start you up

It's closing time in town

There's not a soul around

To see you when you're down

To see you when you're down

And I am none the wiser for it all

Your voice is shaky on the telephone call

You ride your little Pinto in the rain

When I think of all you've done

Take your Pinto for a run

I see you're the wiser one

You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one

When I think of all we've done

And the rain soaks up the sun

I see we're the wiser ones

We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones

And you know you're beholden

To no one but me

And you know you're beholden

To no one but me

Drive back

Drive back

Drive back

Drive back

Drive back

Drive back

When I think of all you've done

Take your Pinto for a run

I see you're the wiser one

You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one

When I think of all we've done

And the rain soaks up the sun

I see we're the wiser ones

We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones

When I think of all you've done

Take your Pinto for a run

I see you're the wiser one

You're the wiser one

When I think of all we've done

And the rain soaks up the sun

I see we're the wiser ones

We're the wiser ones

When I think of all you've done

Take your Pinto for a run

I see you're the wiser one

You're the wiser one

 

See To Me

It's a cold northern rain

Two degrees above freezing day

I'm standing outside the chinese

With a glow lamp to light my way

See to me now

There's no manual to show you how

But there's reams of scrapbooks in my basement

And a spiral staircase down

So pour it out

It's just a fairytale

You can't even trust yourself

You've got to mark your trail

Yeah, people from our past

Their appeal just don't last

Write them off for dead and then

You've realized they've died too fast

I'm supposed to be a rock

But I could not bear the shock

All a wreck at the airport

My nerves are all I got

So pour it out

It's just a fairytale

You can't convince yourself

That you're on the right trail

You see through

My eyes

But you'll never see through me

But I wish you all the best

That I must confess

I did not think I passed or failed

But it should not be a test

So pour it out

It's just a fairytale

You don't even hear yourself

You're just whistling down the trail

You can see through me

You can see through me

 

Register Side

Well, I compare you two

You've got the same toothy grin

And a penchant for dramatic ends

See the harbor lights

His five brothers down there

From the salty bay back home again

He went from one ball and chain

His whole life down the drain

With a widow in his wake

When he got back home

He took the first job he found

How much can one man take?

And he measured his breath

As he pocketed his pride

And he quietly watched life go by

From the register side

Well, he drove down to the shore

But he can't see her no more

He bought a bottle of red wine

He wasn't guilty then

And he's not guilty now

Of killing anything but time

And he measured his breath

As he pocketed his pride

And he quietly watched life go by

From the register side

Yeah you can waste your whole life

From the register side

It's about the in betweens and all the grief that you get

It's about the in betweens and you're not dead yet

It's about the in betweens and you can lie to yourself

It's about the in betweens

It's about the in betweens and all the grief that you get

It's about the in betweens and you're not dead yet

It's about the in betweens and you can lie to yourself

It's about the in betweens

And he measured his breath

As he pocketed his pride

And he quietly watched life go by

From the register side

And he quietly watched life go by

From the register side

And he quietly watched his life

 

Do You In

Did it lie

Or did you fall?

Is that why you're now not answering my call?

Now who counts on you to be home at five?

Do you even care if I'm still alive?

I've got to know

If I'm still alive

Did you collapse

Or where you strong?

'Cause you know you had it coming all along

Did you buckle under the heavy load?

Why did you leave me lying by the side of the road?

I've got to know

Did it do you in?

And did you drink it off in disgust

or did it ferment there, collecting rust

Or did it just, did it do you in?

And did you lie awake, lost in it?

When there's no one there

Do you still fit, do you still fit

Do you still fit in?

Are you there

Ten stories up?

And is your classified memory all dried up?

Did it happen on your birthday then?

Did you inhale deep and count to ten?

Or did you just

Let it do you in?

And did you drink it off in disgust

or did it ferment there, collecting rust

Or did it just, did it do you in?

And did you lie awake, lost in it?

When there's no one there

Do you still fit, do you still fit

Do you still fit in?

Did it spin you 'round, did it knock you down?

Did it embarrass you, make you feel like a clown?

Or did it just, did it pull you in?

Yeah did it do enough to do you in?

Did you hold your breath, then breathe again?

I've wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know...did it do you in?

 

Under Milkwood

In the sad blue light, in the deepest shade

Margaret Mary saddles, all our love away

The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes

And underneath the ground, the mother sends the child

And the rain buries the lonely night

And the rain buries the lonely night

And the rain buries the lonely, lonely august night

Makes a crossing sign, of the Catholic kind

Have the neighbors heard, what our hero enshrines

The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes

And underneath the flowers, the mother sends the child

And the rain buries the lonely night

And the rain buries the lonely night

And the rain's very cold , the rain's very cold, cold out tonight

 

Walking Wounded

The evening light still pale

I went out to the mail

My movements like a snail

Apologies from a friend

I'm spread out so thin

It's time to start again

Greetings from the walking wounded

Did you just see what the moon did?

Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me

Went away but I'm not forgetting

Far enough from Armageddon

Maybe, maybe only I can see

So what are you dying for?

The place ain't there no more

It's been gutted to the core

So take your tragedies

And send them off to me

With your apologies

Greetings from the walking wounded

Did you just see what the moon did?

Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me

Went away but I'm not forgetting

Far enough from Armageddon

Maybe, maybe only I can see

Maybe its something only I can see

Maybe only I can see

Maybe its something only I can see

Maybe only I can see

Greetings from the walking wounded

Did you just see what the moon did?

Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me

Went away but I'm not forgetting

Far enough from Armageddon

Maybe, maybe only I can see

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Maybe only I can see, only I can see

Maybe only I can see, only I can see

 

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