Soul Asylum : Say What You Will, Clarence...Karl Sold the Truck

Grunge / USA
(1984 - Twin-Tone Records)
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1. LONG DAY

Mine is a lonely one, I forgot to have fun, standing under the street light
Ever so nervously, people lookin' down on me, telling me it's all right

If it were up to me I'd tear down this whole city, what's all this shit here for
I give you my heart, but you still say I make you feel like a whore

All this trouble just to die, all this trouble's only temporary

It's temporary, temporary
It's temporary

Took away his power but he hides a tiny flower in the corner of his jail cell
He'd never been outside he just can't hide, he'd just as soon be in hell

Get off the fuckin' telephone, why'd you hate to be alone, paranoid of death and love
Ever so patiently we sit upon our sinkin' ship waiting for the black dove

All this trouble just to die, all this trouble's only temporary

It's temporary, it's temporary
It's temporary, it's temporary

Sad that I could make it, I'm glad that I could fake, I'm sorry but I got to go
I ain't afraid of cryin', I ain't afraid of dyin'
I ain't afraid of what I don't know

Sat a lot and pulled your hair, stupid bitches everywhere
nothing that could look me in the eye
I ain't afraid of cryin', ain't afraid of dyin'
Ain't afraid of what I don't know

It's temporary, it's temporary
It's temporary, it's temporary


2. VOODOO DOLL

I'm hung up on a wire so thin
Tearing out what's been trapped in
My puppet strings been pulled too tight
I can see the real me's going to be a bloody fight

I'm your voodoo doll don't you hear my call
I'm your voodoo doll the horror fall

Trying so hard to forget
Got my bottles, got my pills, got my TV set
I'm imprisoned by my passion, I'm a slave to my trade
How can you be so possessed by the profits that you make?

Cause I live for love where love's insane (ahh, ahh)
I need to numb to ease the pain (ahh, ahh)
When the end begins again
Needles, needles I stick them in

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)

I'm your voodoo doll don't you hear the call
I'm your voodoo doll don't you hear me call

I'm strung out on pretty, pretty girls
I forgot about the rest of the world
Pots and pans and good free sex my wife she is the best
If I get bored of her I'll have a family and get into incest

I live for love where love's insane
I need to numb to ease the pain
When the end begins again
Needles, needles I stick them in

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)

No illusions, no confusions

Think your thoughts, confirm your petty doubts
The spell is cast in broken glass your time is running out

You're just a prisoner, you're just a prisoner
You're just imprisoned by your own devices
Come on out and bleed some blood
And solve this fucking crisis

I live for love where love's insane (ahh, ahh)
I need to numb to ease the pain (ahh, ahh)
When the end begins again (ahh, ahh)
Needles, needles I stick them in

No, this world don't seem so fucked up when I'm fucked up too

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na


3. MONEY TALKS

Awww, cute little fucker, shouldn't get more
'Cause money talks these days, so everybody listen
Whipping out our wallets trying to buy what we're missing
Money screams and said "I need a slave"
I'm just trying to find somebody to dig my grave

Everbody's listening, everbody's listening everybody's kissing
I said everbody's listening, all those eyes are glistening
All these eyes they say "Need more, little more
Need a little more"

Those corporate kings do crazy things, they'll ruin a man's mind
Makes your kids scream like newborns and they drown like flies
I'm just tryin' to find somebody to pay my bail
Money screams and says "My soul is for sale"

Everbody's listenin', everbody's listenin'
All those eyes are glistenin'
I said everbody's listenin', all those eyes are glistenin'
All these eyes they say
Look out, show it of, to all

I need a maid, pick up my mess, help me in the morning, help me get dressed
I'll pay you when I get paid
I'll pay you when I get paid
I'll pay you when I get paid tonight
Nah

I'll pay you when I get paid
I'll pay you when I get paid
No more may go

Ha-ha, talk shit
I said money talks they say
Money talks these days
Whatcha gonna do when the burglar says your money or your life
Money talks these days


4. STRANGER

I said hey brown girl, I've seen your tears through the window
Of the junkshop downtown
Selling trinkets from your far off homeland
Did the promised land let you down?

I said now hey young boy
I notice that you ain't afraid to walk next to me
Old man, you look like you're dying
Is that all you want, is a quarter from me?

Oh, you know, sometimes I feel like a stranger
I feel like a stranger

(He, he, he, he)

I'm just another face in a faceless crowd
I'm just another king in a headless crown, I'm so alone
You know, I live here in this city
But this place it just ain't nobody's home

Now how many times do I got to tell ya
There's no such thing as a man made world?
And how many times do I got to tell you
There's no such thing as a man-tamed girl?

Sometimes I feel like stranger
I feel like a stranger

I want to buy some flowers for my mother, if I only had a mother
You see I… I've got a happy family, but that's oh so far away
You see I've got it all here inside me, but I just can't seem to get it out
But I know with a little imagination we can work this whole goddamn thing out

Oh, don't make me feel so strange, I feel like a stranger


5. SICK OF THAT SONG

I'm sick of that song 'bout how you lost your lover
I'm sick of that song about how you hate your mother
I'm sick of that song about your useless solution

I'm sick of that song
I'm sick of that song

Ya, I'm sick of that song about how you look at life
And I'm sick of that song about how you treat your wife
I'm sick of that song about that sha-na-blah-blah

I'm sick— sick of that song
I'm sick of that song

I'm sick of that song about sex, drugs, and rock
I'm sick of that song about how you love your cock
Sick of that song about your bitching bad luck, and all those women you fuck

I'm sick of that song
I'm sick of that song
I'm sick of that song
I'm sick of that song


6. WALKING

The sun's creeping up and stomping on my dreams
Works all right, party's fine, but sleeping is my scene
The traffic inside your head is tearing you apart
So stick your fingers down my throat and grab on to my heart

And I'm walking a little closer
Walking a little closer
Walking just a little closer

Gonna rise up, take you away
Sunday's just another day
Now one thing I can guarantee
If you cut me, I will bleed

Her eyes shine like oceans and her skin is like the earth
Fuck the life out of her, yeah, you better take her for what she's worth
No free ride, yeah, this bus is on a charter
So get up off your ass, come on, try just a little harder

Come on, try a little harder
Try a little harder
Try a little harder

And I'm walking a little closer
Walking just a little closer
Walking a little closer

Hey, yo, ain't that bio or history
You'll never solve this mystery
Don't want your money, don't want your hand
I just want you to understand

You want to take that stuck up, take that stuff, walk this world of ignorance
Falling, falling, how desperate are we?

And I'm walking a little closer
Just walking a little closer
J—j—j—j—just walking just a little closer
I'm walking a little closer


7. HAPPY

When I'm with my friends, my troubles end
I'm one of the boys, so self employed
When we're together, could last forever
And I'm almost there
And I'm almost there

I'm away from the boss, at least for awhile
I'm away from the girls that cramp my style

I'm away from the jerks, I'm away from the works
And I'm almost there, I'm almost there

Happy time, happy time
Happy time, happy time, happy time
Got a happy head, so happy, happy time
I wish I could be this happy all the time

I'll take four of those, and couple of those
And more of those, and more of those

I'm away from the jerks, I'm away from the works
And I'm almost there, I'm almost there

Happy time, happy, happy time
Happy time, happy time, happy time

Everybody's so happy

I ain't gonna wait around

And I'm almost there, I'm almost there

Happy time, happy, happy time
Happy time, happy time, happy time

I'm so happy

Ah, ah, ah (×4)


8. BLACK AND BLUE

Protect and serve, slice my nerve
Gotta make sure everybody's gonna get what they deserve
I make my plea down on my knees
Street cowboy with a badge that says you can do what you please

Do what you please
Oh, do what you please

Rape me, take me, shine your lights so I can't see
Holsters, guns, and uniforms just don't impress me

Blood-stained streets, he looks pretty neat
Somebody's crying for help and he's breaking up my party
Please stop breathing down my neck
Took away something that's mine, I want you to give it back

You gotta give it back
Oh, give it back

Walk across my face with your shiny shoes
Bow down to the badge and the colors black and blue

(One, two, three, four)

The blue knight, he rides tonight
A show of strength, a polished fight
Just take me home, 'cause I'm not alone
Just take me home, I'm not alone

Get ready

The squad's breaking down, but you misjudged your power
Get your handcuffs ready, 'cause we're coming in numbers


9. RELIGIAVISION

Nail myself way up high and I'm gonna die for you
Mother offers up the child to the preaching of channel two

The empires rise and the babies cry, when is the lesson to be learned
And all I hear is the commercials and now the crosses are gonna burn

Crosses are gonna burn (×4)

I like to watch religious TV, what you get is not what you see
What you get is not what you see
Not what you see

What you get is not what you see
What you get is not what you see
Not what you see

Oh god, that's enough, that's enough, that's enough

Religiavision (×4)

Now I ain't gonna be the one to wash away your sins
Why do the children have to pay for the poor planning that you did?

No matter how loud I scream and cry you're gonna be sentenced to suffer
You married your life and you married your wife
But now you're gonna have to learn to love her
Can you really love her?

Can you really love her? (×4)

I like to watch religious TV, what you get is not what you see
What you get is not what you see
Not what you see

What you get is not what you see
What you get is not what you see
Not what you see

oh god, I know it, dont you see it

Religiavision (×4)

Ohhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh

Save me my dear goddamned Lord, won't you please take me hand
Lead me to your sweet salvation in McDonald's land

I was born a wild beautiful baby but you tried to tell me what to be
Can you love your children knowing you must set them free

I said you must set them free
You must set them free
I said you must set them free
You must set them free

I like to watch religious TV, what you get is not what you see
What you get is not what you see
Not what you see

What you get is not what you see
Not what you see

Religiavision (×4)

Ohhhhhh


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