Entranced by the waitress's skin,
I imagine we'd have a small wedding
Let's do it next Sunday!
We'll move to Canada,
Start a family
Have a cow and a chicken.
I'll write you poetry.
I'll find you on a Saturday morning,
Making love to the farmer next door...
Guess I'd rather be lonely.
Back Again, Pt. 2 lyrics - Cloud Cult
Sometimes I dream about summer twenty years ago
Can I go back again?
And sometimes I wonder if I can go back to being eight years old
Can I go back again?
Sometimes the stars seem to be conscious of my memories
Can I go back again?
And sometimes I romanticize my memories
I'm just a machine but my memories will fill the universe
I won't come back again
Can I go back again?
And sometimes I wonder if I can go back to being eight years old
Can I go back again?
Sometimes the stars seem to be conscious of my memories
Can I go back again?
And sometimes I romanticize my memories
I'm just a machine but my memories will fill the universe
I won't come back again
Shortenin' Bread lyrics - Cloud Cult
Mama's got shortenin', shortenin' shortenin'
Mama's got shortenin', shortenin' bread!
Somewhere in the deer heard,
The Unicorn is waking,
Licking off its wounds,
And lifting its head.
Its horn is covered with wasps and flowers
It's puttin' away, but it's over my head!
Mama's got shortenin', shortenin' shortenin'
Mama's got shortenin', shortenin' bread!
Mama's got shortenin', shortenin' bread!
Somewhere in the deer heard,
The Unicorn is waking,
Licking off its wounds,
And lifting its head.
Its horn is covered with wasps and flowers
It's puttin' away, but it's over my head!
Mama's got shortenin', shortenin' shortenin'
Mama's got shortenin', shortenin' bread!
Three Times A Lady lyrics - Cloud Cult
Once, twice, three times a Lady
I'm sorry, I can't love you
I'm mashed potatoes and gravy
I'm sorry, I can't love you
I'm sorry, I can't love you
I'm mashed potatoes and gravy
I'm sorry, I can't love you
I'm Not Gone lyrics - Cloud Cult
I live my life with my back against the wall
I really cannot figure anything at all
I have run
I remember friends
I remember lovers
I remember fighters
I remember feeling like I couldn't get them all
I would swim against the river,
swim against the stream.
I'm not alive,
I am only in a dream.
I'm not gone.
I'm not gone.
You're all gone.
I'm not gone.
I really cannot figure anything at all
I have run
I remember friends
I remember lovers
I remember fighters
I remember feeling like I couldn't get them all
I would swim against the river,
swim against the stream.
I'm not alive,
I am only in a dream.
I'm not gone.
I'm not gone.
You're all gone.
I'm not gone.
Your Love Will Live Forever lyrics - Cloud Cult
Mist in the grass and sleep with the spirits
Release the pain, it won't do you any good
Suck in the pollen and breathe with the raccoons
Don't hide from your own secrets
You're made of river driftwood
So pull in all your anchors
They're waiting for you downstream
They're waiting for you downstream
Did you know God is far from perfect?
There really isn't any such thing
Cause it's the work of the ugly
That highlights the beautiful
And in so doing the ugly is beautiful too
You're made of water vapor
You're solid as a cloud
But wind cannot be predicted
This change cannot be predicted
Underneath your skin, there's two feathered wings
But you'll never use them 'cause you're too scared
When you get used to such a limited reality
You've got no choice but to unlearn
Start again
You change like a volcano
Your body's just a moment
But your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Release the pain, it won't do you any good
Suck in the pollen and breathe with the raccoons
Don't hide from your own secrets
You're made of river driftwood
So pull in all your anchors
They're waiting for you downstream
They're waiting for you downstream
Did you know God is far from perfect?
There really isn't any such thing
Cause it's the work of the ugly
That highlights the beautiful
And in so doing the ugly is beautiful too
You're made of water vapor
You're solid as a cloud
But wind cannot be predicted
This change cannot be predicted
Underneath your skin, there's two feathered wings
But you'll never use them 'cause you're too scared
When you get used to such a limited reality
You've got no choice but to unlearn
Start again
You change like a volcano
Your body's just a moment
But your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Your love will live forever
Sleeping Days, Pt. 2 lyrics - Cloud Cult
I hope you woke to fireworks
In the arms of a grass-deep wizard,
Cause I can't bear to think
That you are gone
Somewhere in my belly
My little boy is running
With unicorns and Elmo
In one of daddy's songs...
Good morning, Baby,
Why are you still sleeping?
You're a plastic boy on a plastic bed
Why didn't they take me instead?
And I like to think you're sleeping
In a safe little bluebird's nest;
And I'll protect your memories
With the dragons in my chest
Good night, Baby,
Daddy's going crazy!
I'm choking on my sleeping pills,
and hanging from the window sill.
And I like to think you're dressed up
In the beads that Momma made.
And will you be there waiting
When they take my skin away?
And I'm awake for sleeping days
I'm awake for sleeping days
In the arms of a grass-deep wizard,
Cause I can't bear to think
That you are gone
Somewhere in my belly
My little boy is running
With unicorns and Elmo
In one of daddy's songs...
Good morning, Baby,
Why are you still sleeping?
You're a plastic boy on a plastic bed
Why didn't they take me instead?
And I like to think you're sleeping
In a safe little bluebird's nest;
And I'll protect your memories
With the dragons in my chest
Good night, Baby,
Daddy's going crazy!
I'm choking on my sleeping pills,
and hanging from the window sill.
And I like to think you're dressed up
In the beads that Momma made.
And will you be there waiting
When they take my skin away?
And I'm awake for sleeping days
I'm awake for sleeping days
6 Days To Madness lyrics - Cloud Cult
"I want a Corvette!
I thought you would.
I want a Pontiac too!
Okay, we'll have the usual
two-car garage."
Compare the six days of the book of Genesis
To the four billion years of geologic time
On this scale, one day equals about 666 million years.
All day Monday, until Tuesday noon,
Creation was busy getting the Earth going.
Life began on Tuesday noon,
And the beautiful organic wholeness of it
developed over the next four days.
At 4 PM Saturday the big reptiles came;
Five hours later, when the redwoods appeared,
there were no more big reptiles.
At three minutes before midnight, man appeared.
At one-fourth of a second before midnight, Christ revolted.
At one-fortieth of a second before midnight, the Industrial Revolution began.
We are surrounded by people who think
that what we have been doing
for one-fortieth of a second
can go on indefinitely.
They are considered normal.
But they are Stark. Raving. Mad.
I thought you would.
I want a Pontiac too!
Okay, we'll have the usual
two-car garage."
Compare the six days of the book of Genesis
To the four billion years of geologic time
On this scale, one day equals about 666 million years.
All day Monday, until Tuesday noon,
Creation was busy getting the Earth going.
Life began on Tuesday noon,
And the beautiful organic wholeness of it
developed over the next four days.
At 4 PM Saturday the big reptiles came;
Five hours later, when the redwoods appeared,
there were no more big reptiles.
At three minutes before midnight, man appeared.
At one-fourth of a second before midnight, Christ revolted.
At one-fortieth of a second before midnight, the Industrial Revolution began.
We are surrounded by people who think
that what we have been doing
for one-fortieth of a second
can go on indefinitely.
They are considered normal.
But they are Stark. Raving. Mad.
"Who Killed Puck?" (2000)
- Where It Starts lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Conception lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Becoming One Of You / Ad Brainwash, Pt. 1 lyrics - Cloud Cult
- 6 Days To Madness lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Pretty (She Can Save You) lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Sane As Can Be lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Do You Ever Think About... lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Ready To Fight lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Who Killed Puck? lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Close lyrics - Cloud Cult
- Lies lyrics - Cloud Cult
Where It Starts lyrics - Cloud Cult
I found god at the stroke of midnight with your tongue in my mouth, on New Year's Eve
I found god when I was twelve with my cousin, trying to get a buzz from shots of Lysterine.
I found god in a Dr.Suess book
I found god in a dirty magazine
I found god in the words of Steve Miller: I really your peaches, wanna shake your tree
I found god on a Wednesday afternoon, drinking boxed one and wishing you would call me
I found god in the middle of the woods, spitting at the stars and making love to a tree
I found god when I quit smoking cigarettes
I found god in a bag of weed
I found god in the back of my head: Too scared to even talk to you, but dreaming you would marry me
I could find god if I could taste you
I could find god if you'd lay down next to me
I could find god in your secret places
I could find god if you'd only talk to me
I found god in the back of my head: too scared to even talk to you, but dreaming you would marry me
I found god in the words of Steve Miller: I really your peaches, wanna shake your tree
I found god when I was twelve with my cousin, trying to get a buzz from shots of Lysterine.
I found god in a Dr.Suess book
I found god in a dirty magazine
I found god in the words of Steve Miller: I really your peaches, wanna shake your tree
I found god on a Wednesday afternoon, drinking boxed one and wishing you would call me
I found god in the middle of the woods, spitting at the stars and making love to a tree
I found god when I quit smoking cigarettes
I found god in a bag of weed
I found god in the back of my head: Too scared to even talk to you, but dreaming you would marry me
I could find god if I could taste you
I could find god if you'd lay down next to me
I could find god in your secret places
I could find god if you'd only talk to me
I found god in the back of my head: too scared to even talk to you, but dreaming you would marry me
I found god in the words of Steve Miller: I really your peaches, wanna shake your tree
Conception lyrics - Cloud Cult
I've been sleeping for a million years
I will never know what woke me up and brought me here
Please don't let go under again, under again
Please don't let me go
I've been taking too much for granted
I will never never kill myself again
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
Please don't let me go under again, under again
Please don't let me go
Please don't let me go under again, under again
Please don't let me go
I will never know what woke me up and brought me here
Please don't let go under again, under again
Please don't let me go
I've been taking too much for granted
I will never never kill myself again
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
Please don't let me go under again, under again
Please don't let me go
Please don't let me go under again, under again
Please don't let me go
Becoming One Of You / Ad Brainwash, Pt. 1 lyrics - Cloud Cult
When you were born, you were the earth
Uprooted and screaming
Your mind as clear as the ocean
You were ready to be carved
Now there's a lot to be learned
From those first words
Those first steps
Those first thoughts:
"Who am I?"
And "Do I belong?"
By third grade you start to feel like
Something's horribly wrong with you
You know you're all different
But you're taught to fit in
So you try to talk, breathe, dress, act
And think like the others:
"I would do anything
If you would let me be
One of you"
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be one of you
And as we grew older , I watched you all pretend
To be the same person
Rarely standing for who you really are
Never living your own truth
And all the while, I kept on struggling
To fit in with you fuckers
After all, we're of the same earth
We're made of the same dirt
You say you're who you wanna be
But tell me, are you happy?
You finally fit in
But only as wheels in the machine
Now you're the ones ripping down
Rainforest trees
To know my heart to be dust
I watched you fuck your pretty little secretaries
Your pretty little secretaries
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be one of you
To make one just like another
To make them all alike
(All... alike)
(All alike)
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be
Never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be
Never wanted to be one of you
To make one just like another
To make them all alike
All alike
Just like one who's just like another
All alike (All alike, all alike, all alike...)
(All alike, all alike, all alike...)
"Mother, wouldn't it be slick if we had an electric ironer? Like Sally's mother has?"
"Of course it would. And I'm looking forward to having an electric dryer, too. Wee!"
"No matter what the job is, there are machines to take the hard work out of it."
"There's no trick to do the wash with this baby, and we can go right on playing cribbage."
"Automatic, eh?"
"Oh, you betcha."
Uprooted and screaming
Your mind as clear as the ocean
You were ready to be carved
Now there's a lot to be learned
From those first words
Those first steps
Those first thoughts:
"Who am I?"
And "Do I belong?"
By third grade you start to feel like
Something's horribly wrong with you
You know you're all different
But you're taught to fit in
So you try to talk, breathe, dress, act
And think like the others:
"I would do anything
If you would let me be
One of you"
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be one of you
And as we grew older , I watched you all pretend
To be the same person
Rarely standing for who you really are
Never living your own truth
And all the while, I kept on struggling
To fit in with you fuckers
After all, we're of the same earth
We're made of the same dirt
You say you're who you wanna be
But tell me, are you happy?
You finally fit in
But only as wheels in the machine
Now you're the ones ripping down
Rainforest trees
To know my heart to be dust
I watched you fuck your pretty little secretaries
Your pretty little secretaries
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be
I just wanted to be one of you
To make one just like another
To make them all alike
(All... alike)
(All alike)
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be
Never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be one of you
I never wanted to be
Never wanted to be one of you
To make one just like another
To make them all alike
All alike
Just like one who's just like another
All alike (All alike, all alike, all alike...)
(All alike, all alike, all alike...)
"Mother, wouldn't it be slick if we had an electric ironer? Like Sally's mother has?"
"Of course it would. And I'm looking forward to having an electric dryer, too. Wee!"
"No matter what the job is, there are machines to take the hard work out of it."
"There's no trick to do the wash with this baby, and we can go right on playing cribbage."
"Automatic, eh?"
"Oh, you betcha."
6 Days To Madness lyrics - Cloud Cult
"I want a Corvette!
I thought you would.
I want a Pontiac too!
Okay, we'll have the usual
two-car garage."
Compare the six days of the book of Genesis
To the four billion years of geologic time
On this scale, one day equals about 666 million years.
All day Monday, until Tuesday noon,
Creation was busy getting the Earth going.
Life began on Tuesday noon,
And the beautiful organic wholeness of it
developed over the next four days.
At 4 PM Saturday the big reptiles came;
Five hours later, when the redwoods appeared,
there were no more big reptiles.
At three minutes before midnight, man appeared.
At one-fourth of a second before midnight, Christ revolted.
At one-fortieth of a second before midnight, the Industrial Revolution began.
We are surrounded by people who think
that what we have been doing
for one-fortieth of a second
can go on indefinitely.
They are considered normal.
But they are Stark. Raving. Mad.
I thought you would.
I want a Pontiac too!
Okay, we'll have the usual
two-car garage."
Compare the six days of the book of Genesis
To the four billion years of geologic time
On this scale, one day equals about 666 million years.
All day Monday, until Tuesday noon,
Creation was busy getting the Earth going.
Life began on Tuesday noon,
And the beautiful organic wholeness of it
developed over the next four days.
At 4 PM Saturday the big reptiles came;
Five hours later, when the redwoods appeared,
there were no more big reptiles.
At three minutes before midnight, man appeared.
At one-fourth of a second before midnight, Christ revolted.
At one-fortieth of a second before midnight, the Industrial Revolution began.
We are surrounded by people who think
that what we have been doing
for one-fortieth of a second
can go on indefinitely.
They are considered normal.
But they are Stark. Raving. Mad.
Pretty (She Can Save You) lyrics - Cloud Cult
You're so pretty, would you stand beside me
You're so pretty, would you stand beside me
Maybe they will think I am beautiful like you
You're so pretty, would you lay down by me
You're so pretty, would you lay down by me
Maybe you could help me feel beautiful too
Maybe we could understand each other
Maybe we could finally feel in love
Maybe we could...
Maybe we could...
Maybe we could finally feel okay
You're so pretty, would you stand beside me
Maybe they will think I am beautiful like you
You're so pretty, would you lay down by me
You're so pretty, would you lay down by me
Maybe you could help me feel beautiful too
Maybe we could understand each other
Maybe we could finally feel in love
Maybe we could...
Maybe we could...
Maybe we could finally feel okay
Sane As Can Be lyrics - Cloud Cult
I guess you've been worrying about my mental stability
I may seem unusual, but there is really nothing wrong with me
I tell you my secrets, but you think that I'm boring
I tell you my secrets, but you make me feel like an idiot
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Your eyes glaze over when I tell you what I'm feeling
Do I scare you? Do I annoy you? Do I make you feel uncomfortable?
I tell you my secrets but I can't help feel stupid
I tell you my secrets but you make me feel a little crazy
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Giving up my philosophies for a six pack of beer and a bag of weed
Giving up my philosophies for a six pack of beer and a bag of weed
So don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
I've been sleeping for a million years
I will never know what woke me up and brought me here
I've been taking too much for granted
I will never kill myself again
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
I may seem unusual, but there is really nothing wrong with me
I tell you my secrets, but you think that I'm boring
I tell you my secrets, but you make me feel like an idiot
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Your eyes glaze over when I tell you what I'm feeling
Do I scare you? Do I annoy you? Do I make you feel uncomfortable?
I tell you my secrets but I can't help feel stupid
I tell you my secrets but you make me feel a little crazy
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
Giving up my philosophies for a six pack of beer and a bag of weed
Giving up my philosophies for a six pack of beer and a bag of weed
So don't worry about me, I'm as sane as can be
I've been sleeping for a million years
I will never know what woke me up and brought me here
I've been taking too much for granted
I will never kill myself again
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
I am a lucky one
Ready To Fight lyrics - Cloud Cult
I always thought that I was weaker than you
And I've all this anger I've been holding in
I've got the vengeance of sixty million buffalo inside my heart [?]
You can tear me down, but I will not give in
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
There's almost no one left to miss that's you [?]
Don't eat the bullshit of what's feeding you
I know it's hard to see how truly brainwashed you have all become
You can never make me into one of you
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
And I've all this anger I've been holding in
I've got the vengeance of sixty million buffalo inside my heart [?]
You can tear me down, but I will not give in
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
There's almost no one left to miss that's you [?]
Don't eat the bullshit of what's feeding you
I know it's hard to see how truly brainwashed you have all become
You can never make me into one of you
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'll spend my whole life fighting
I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
Who Killed Puck? lyrics - Cloud Cult
It's the feel of the water as you're breathing it in
You're food for the fish so you will live again
It's the weight of your lungs when you're getting high
You'd spit it out but you'd really like to see the other side
It's the taste of her sweat when she was pulling you in
Like the mouth full of ocean that you're drowning in
And your bones, and your brains, and your skin
Are not as much yours as you thought they were
It's the ringing in your ears when you were feverish and sick
That's the sound of the other side so you better get used to it
It's the things that you see out of the corner of your eye
Everyone will tell you that it's nothing cause they've all gone blind
It's the feeling like you're falling when you first go to sleep
Like your soul's trying to separate but it can't quite break free
And your bones, and your brains, and your skin
Are not as much yours, as you thought they were
You can't come back again, back again
You can't come back again
It's your life flashing before you when you realize what you had
In retrospect it's beautiful but it's too late to go back
It's the light in the tunnel sucking you through
It's the deep regret of the things you never got to do
It's your last breath, your last luck, the end of the show
It's the spark in your eye when you finally let go
And your bones, and your brains, and your skin
Are not at much yours as you thought they were
You can't come back again, back again
You can't come back again, back again
Please don't let me go under again, under again
Please don't let me go under again, under again
You're food for the fish so you will live again
It's the weight of your lungs when you're getting high
You'd spit it out but you'd really like to see the other side
It's the taste of her sweat when she was pulling you in
Like the mouth full of ocean that you're drowning in
And your bones, and your brains, and your skin
Are not as much yours as you thought they were
It's the ringing in your ears when you were feverish and sick
That's the sound of the other side so you better get used to it
It's the things that you see out of the corner of your eye
Everyone will tell you that it's nothing cause they've all gone blind
It's the feeling like you're falling when you first go to sleep
Like your soul's trying to separate but it can't quite break free
And your bones, and your brains, and your skin
Are not as much yours, as you thought they were
You can't come back again, back again
You can't come back again
It's your life flashing before you when you realize what you had
In retrospect it's beautiful but it's too late to go back
It's the light in the tunnel sucking you through
It's the deep regret of the things you never got to do
It's your last breath, your last luck, the end of the show
It's the spark in your eye when you finally let go
And your bones, and your brains, and your skin
Are not at much yours as you thought they were
You can't come back again, back again
You can't come back again, back again
Please don't let me go under again, under again
Please don't let me go under again, under again
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