Dig for Fire / Pixies
There is this old woman, she lives down the road
You can often find her kneeling inside of her hole
And I often ask her “Are you looking for the mother lode?”
No, no my child, this is not my desire and then she said
“I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire”
There is this old man who has spent so much of his life sleeping
That he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years
He resides, on a beach, in a town where I am going to live
And I often ask him “Are you looking for the mother lode?”
No, no my child, this is not my desire and then he said
“I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire”
Debaser / Pixies
Got me a movie
I want you to know
Slicing up eyeballs
I want you to know
Girlie so groovy
I want you to know
Don’t know about you
But I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
Wanna grow up to be
Be a debaser
(Debaser)
Debaser
(Debaser)
Debaser
(Debaser)
Debaser
(Debaser)
Debaser
(Debaser)
Debaser
(Debaser)
Got me a movie
Ha ha ha ho
Slicing up eyeballs
Ha ha ha ho
Girlie so groovie
Ha ha ha ho
Don’t know about you
But I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
Last night I spoke out at the Liquor Commission Meeting. I was upset at the ire which was voiced at the proposal of a $5 dollar a month rise in the cost of a Liquor License to defray such costs as policing, and an additional fee in the operation of video gaming in such establishments. The lawyer for and owner of the Lucky Seven had the nerve to object to the establishment being referred to as a “gaming lounge”. Considering the revelation that the Lucky Seven gaming lounge reported not only revenues from such gaming to be $130,000, but that it comprised over fifty percent of it’s earnings, the objection seems mercenary at best. In addition, with such income, the Lucky Seven owner had the audacity to “cry poor” at the prospect of purchasing an ac unit for the business to bring it in line with building inspector’s demands. Another, bar owner complained that there were costs attached to running such businesses such as those he incurred in purchasing three houses to tear down to expand his parking lot. He then went on to argue that his business provides jobs to the community. At no time did it seem to register to this “businessman” that the jobs he provides to the community do not pay enough to start or raise a family, much less buy a house… which, by the way, is made that much less attainable for the sake of his own business reflected in the size of his growing parking lot! Another bar owner spoke comparing himself to Jesus in acknowledgment of his desire to speak in parable, which made no sense on any level other than that he wanted to invoke the name of Jesus in regard to himself, as he made a plea for Bloomington to become the “What Would Bloomington Do” by leading the way to a new policy among Illinois communities to do away with licensing fees altogether.
At the meeting, I only spoke to a few of the points I mention here, stepping up to the podium and signing in my name and address on the speakers list available to everyone’s view in attendance. But I feel it necessary to include some of the things said by this pasty crew of self-centered crybabies to press home the point of my suspicions at finding a dead bird placed on my front lawn early this morning. A carcass with a single hole in it’s head and left some time between 7 pm last night, after sundown, and 1:20 am.
Life, It’s a Shame / Gang of Four
Don’t stop out too late at night
Stop! it’s a caution
Don’t cross the red light
Stop! it’s a caution
To act for the good for congressman is money
A balance of power will ensure our safety
(making money is making sense)
Life!
(making money is making sense)
It’s a shame
(it’s logical, making sense)
(making money is making sense)
Don’t stop out too late at night
Stop! it’s a caution
Don’t cross the red light
Stop! it’s a caution
To act for the good for congressman is money
The right to get rich is in the constitution
Talk of corruption is to preach insurrection
Elected to power men suspend self-interest
You and i, we are satellites, it’s a shame
You and i, we are satellites, it’s a shame
Life!
(making money is making sense)
(making money is making sense)
It’s a shame
(it’s logical, making sense)
(making money is making sense)
(making money is making sense)
Life!
(making money is making sense)
It’s a shame
(it’s logical, making sense)
(making money is making sense)
To act for the good is to defend our homeland
A balance of power will ensure our safety
To step out of line is to risk disaster
To walk in the rain is to risk pneumonia
A balance of power will ensure our safety
You and i, we are satellites
(making money is making sense)
(making money is making sense)
It’s a shame
(it’s logical, making sense)
(making money is making sense)
You and i, we are satellites
(making money is making sense)
(making money is making sense)
It’s a shame
(it’s logical, making sense)
(making money is making sense)
Life!
(making money is making sense)
(making money is making sense)
It’s a shame
(it’s logical, making sense)
(making money is making sense)
Life!
(making money is making sense)
(making money is making sense)
It’s a shame
(it’s logical, making sense)
(making money is making sense)
Minds are empty, heads are hollow
You might find out, the truth is hard to swallow
There’s a place down there, where heads are square
Laws are tough, you are bare
There is a law and there is a lawman
Who is the right and who is the wrong man
It doesn’t take much to kill that guy
Don’t get in my face and ask me why
Texas is the place, hang ’em high
Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers
Texas is full of women and willies
Eyes too close, filthy hillbillies
Who are these people, raised in barns
ghouls and fools; sex on farms
Texas hoedown, this is the lowdown
You’re full of shit, destined to go down
Let’s go down, herd ’em up
If you agree, then let’s word ’em up
And if you don’t then shut the fuck up
Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers
I’ve spent my life, cold kicking shit
Not gonna give up, ain’t about to quit
Life is a bucket of bluff, gettin’ rough, feeding stuff
Get in my way? I’ll knock you off
Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers
I’m a crazy mother in a drunken state
A redneck asswipe, who thinks he’s great
So full of shit, diarrhea for fingers
Everywhere I go, personality lingers
Say you don’t like my dialect
I don’t give a damn, so fuck your respect
If you’re looking for a reason, don’t look any further
‘Cause I’ll give it to you baby, just like your father
Take what you get if it does the job
Texas has religion…
Revolting Cocks Are God!
Beers, steers, and queers
Beers, steers, and queers
This is out of the house
And out of the house music
I am the creator
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Songwriters
JOURGENSEN, AL/BARKER, PAUL G./VAN ACKER, LUC JOZEF ERIC/OWEN, PHIL/CONNELLY, CHRISTOPHER P./RIEFLIN, WILLIAM FREDERICK
Devo (live 1980)
Whip It
Snowball
It’s Not Right
The Girl You Want
Planet Earth
SIB
Secret Agent Man
Whip It
Crack that whip
Give the past a slip
Step on a crack
Break your momma’s back
When a problem comes along
You must whip it
Before the cream sets out too long
You must whip it
When something’s goin’ wrong
You must whip it
Now whip it
Into shape
Shape it up
Get straight
Go forward
Move ahead
Try to detect it
It’s not too late
To whip it
Whip it good
When a good time turns around
You must whip it
You will never live it down
Unless you whip it
No one gets away
Until they whip it
I say whip it
Whip it good
I say whip it
Whip it good
Crack that whip
Give the past a slip
Step on a crack
Break your momma’s back
When a problem comes along
You must whip it
Before the cream sets out too long
You must whip it
When something’s goin’ wrong
You must whip it
Now whip it
Into shape
Shape it up
Get straight
Go forward
Move ahead
Try to detect it
It’s not too late
To whip it
Well, whip it good
Snowball
My baby took our love
And then she rolled it up
Rolled it up a hill
Like a ball of snow
Like a snowball grows
Until it gets too big
Until she lost control
And it rolled back down [Repeat: x3]
She took a tiny bit
And rolled it up again
Slower than before
She went a step too far
She had to let it go
I saw it go straight down
My baby turned around
Started up again [Repeat: x3]
Eyes were made for looking’
Hands were made for holdin’
Hearts were made for lovin’
Lips were made for kissin’
Legs were made for walkin’
Tracks were made to follow
That’s what I’m gonna do
Two tracks
In the snow
Two tracks
Up that hill
My heart broke
When my baby left
Two tracks behind
It’s Not Right
Baby, baby, baby hurt me bad
Baby, baby
Baby, baby made me cry
Baby, I wanna die
Somebody tell me where she’s hiding out
I gotta find that cheatin’ gal
Can’t go, can’t go, can’t go sleep at night
Can’t sleep, can’t sleep, it’s not right
Sunlight, sunlight in my eyes
Sunlight makes me rise
I can’t sleep until my baby says it’s over
I gotta hear it face to face
I love you darlin’ it’s a cryin’ shame
The way you run around like you’re in a big game
I’m so unhappy I could cry every time I think about you
Boo hoo
Baby, baby, baby please come back
Baby, baby
Sunlight sunlight in my eyes
Sunlight makes me rise
I can’t sleep until my baby says it’s over
I gotta hear it face to face
I love you darlin’ it’s a cryin’ shame
The way you run around like you’re in a big game
I shoot around in a trance all day and think about you
All the time
I love you darlin’, it’s a cryin’ shame
The way you run around
Like you’re in a big game
It’s so unfair that you’re so happy
When I’m hurtin’ inside
I love you darlin’, it’s a cryin’ shame
The way you run around
Like you’re in a big game
I’m so unhappy I could cry
Every time I think about you, boo hoo
The Girl You Want
She sings from somewhere you can’t see
She sits in the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined love
It drips on down in a mist from above
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
You hear her calling everywhere you turn
You know you’re headed for the pleasure burn
But the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue
She’s the real thing but you knew it all along
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
Look at you with your mouth watering
Look at you with your mind spinning
Why don’t we just admit it’s all over
She’s just the girl you want
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
She’s just the girl, just the girl
The girl you want
She sings from somewhere you can’t see
She sits in the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined lust
It drips on down in a mist from above
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
Look at you with your mouth watering
Look at you with your mind spinning
Why don’t we just admit it’s all over
She’s just the girl you want
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
She’s just the girl, just the girl
The girl you want
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
The girl you want
She’s just the girl, she’s just the girl
Planet Earth
I heard a girl in a dress
Say her face was a mess
I heard there’s no reason why
I heard that now’s the time to buy
On planet earth
I’ll probably stay
On planet earth
It’s a place to live your life
Where pleasure follows pain
People go insane
Fly around in planes
Pray that it won’t rain
Drive around in cars
Get drunk in local bars
Dream of being stars
Well I lived all my life on planet earth
I saw a girl lose all control
When she lost her new mink stole
I saw her try to catch a man
Things I couldn’t understand
On planet earth
I’ll probably stay
On planet earth
It’s a place to live your life
Where pleasure follows pain
People go insane
Fly around in planes
Pray that it won’t rain
Drive around in cars
Get drunk in local bars
Dream of being stars
Well I lived all my life on planet earth
I saw a man on a stage
Scream “put me back in my cage”
I saw him hang by his tie
I saw enough to make me cry
On planet earth
On planet earth
I lived all my life on planet earth
I lived all my life on planet earth
On planet earth
[repeat]
Swelling Itching Brain
Got a nervous kind of feeling
Got a painful yellow headache
Every picture in every magazine’s turned real
Every face looks out and screams at me too real
Cold sweat on my collar
Dripping to my boots
The waves of nauseous pain
Sets off the pressure pad alarms
Gotta get outta here
Gotta get outta here
Gotta get outta here
Gotta get outta here
Gotta painful swelling brain
Banging in my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
And I called off sick
Gotta swelling itching pain
Got me pulling out my hair
Gotta swelling itching pain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain
In the back of my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
And I called off sick
Gotta swelling itching pain
Got me pulling out my hair
Gotta swelling itching pain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain
Got me laying on the floor
Gotta painful swelling brain
Think I left my senses
Gotta swelling itching pain
Seems like endless torture
Gotta swelling itching pain
Banging in my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
In the back of my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
And I called off sick
Gotta painful swelling brain
Got me pulling out my hair
Gotta painful swelling brain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Driving me up the wall
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Dripping out my eyes ears nose and mouth
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Imploding my thoughts
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Blasting holes in the front lawn now
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Got me laying on the floor
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain, looking out at my start
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain, banging on my thought
Gotta painful swelling brain painful, swelling brain
Painful, swelling brain, looking out at my eyes[Incomprehensible]
Gotta painful swelling brain, painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain, tearing me apart
Oh! You Pretty Things / David Bowie
Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes,
shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
I’ve made some breakfast and coffee
Look out my window and what do I see
A crack in the sky
and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they’re
here to stay
What are we coming to
No room for me,
no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found
by the Golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned
What we were here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though
they’re here to stay
[CHORUS:]
Oh You Pretty Things
Don’t you know you’re driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things
Don’t you know you’re driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
([second time:] Let me say it again)
You gotta make way
for the Homo Superior
Look at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Don’t kid yourself they belong to you
They’re the start of a coming race
The earth is a bitch
We’ve finished our news
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they’re here to stay
It Ain’t Easy / David Bowie
When you climb to the top of the mountain
Look out over the sea
Think about the places perhaps, where a young man could be
Then you jump back down to the rooftops
Look out over the town
Think about all of the strange things circulating round
It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down
Well all the people have got their problems
That ain’t nothing new
With the help of the good Lord
We can all pull on through
We can all pull on through
Get there in the end
Sometimes it’ll take you right up and sometimes down again
It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down
Satisfaction, satisfaction
Keep me satisfied
I’ve got the love of a Hoochie Koochie woman
She calling from inside
She’s a-calling from inside
Trying to get to you
All the woman really wants you can give her something too
It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down
It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down
Do you remember a guy that’s been
In such an early song
I’ve heard a rumor from Ground Control
Oh no, don’t say it’s true
They got a message from the Action Man
“I’m happy. Hope you’re happy, too.
I’ve loved. All I’ve needed to love.
Sordid details following.”
The shrieking of nothing is killing me
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis
And I ain’t got no money and I ain’t got no hair
But I’m hoping to kick but the planet is glowing
[Chorus:]
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom’s a junkie
Strung out in heaven’s high
Hitting an all-time low
Time and again I tell myself
I’ll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh, no, not again
I’m stuck with a valuable friend
“I’m happy. Hope you’re happy, too.”
One flash of light
But no smoking pistol
I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue,
Want an ax to break the ice
Wanna come down right now
[Chorus]
[4x]
My mama said, “To get things done
You’d better not mess with Major Tom.”
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