--The Man Who Sold The World (by David Bowie) We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, a long long time ago Oh no, not me I never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World I laughed and shook hishand, and made my way back home I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed I gazed a gazley stare at all the millions here We must have died along, a long long time ago Who knows? not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World
--Plateau (by The Meat Puppets) Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands The nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words When you've finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen And the work it took was fun Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some said it was in Greenland and some in Mexico Some decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But they were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could
--Oh Me (By the Meat Puppets) if i had to lose a mile
if i had to touch feelings
i would lose my soul
the way i do
i don't have to think
i only have to do it
the results are always perfect
and that's old news
would you like to hear my voice
sweetened with emotion
invented at your birth?
i can't see the end of me
my whole expanse i cannot see
i formulate infinity
and store it deep inside of me
--Lake Of Fire (by The Meat Puppets) Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again till the fourth of July I knew a lady who came from Duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon And she flew away howling on the yellow moon Now the people cry and the people moan And they look for a dry place to call their home And try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils Fight to claim them for their own
--Where Did You Sleep Last Night (by Leadbelly) My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows Her husband, was a hard working man Just about a mile from here His head was found in a driving wheel But his body never was found