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     Dead & Bloated
          I am smellin' like the rose
          that somebody gave me on
          my birthday deathbed
          I am smellin' like the rose
          that somebody gave me
          'cause I'm dead & bloated
          Yeah, and she says it's natural
          I feel I've come of age
          When she peeks I start to run
          You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
          You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
          I run through the world
          thinkin' `bout tomorrow
          I am trampled under sole of
          antoher man's shoes
          Guess I walked too softly
          Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
          I feel I've come of age
          When she peeks I start to run
          You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
          You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
     Sex Type Thing
          I am, I am, I am
          I said I wanna get next to you
          I said I gonna get close to you
          You wouldn't want me have to hurt you too, hurt you
          too?
          I ain't, I ain't, I ain't
          A buyin' into your apathy
          I'm gonna learn ya my philosophy
          You wanna know about atrocity?
          I know you want what's on my mind
          I know you like what's on my mind
          I know it eats you up inside
          I know, you know, you know
          I am a man, a man
          I'll give ya somethin' that ya won't forget
          I said ya shouldn't have worn that dress
          I said ya shouldn't have worn that dress
          Here I come, I come, I come
     Wicked Garden
          Can you feel like a child?
          Can you see what I want?
          I wanna run through your wicked garden
          Heard that's the place to find ya
          But I'm alive
          So alive now
          I know the darkness blinds you
          Can you see without eyes?
          Can you speak without lies?
          I wanna drink from you naked fountain
          I can drown your sorrows
          I'm gonna burn
          Burn you to life now
          Out of the chains that bind you
          Burn, burn, burn
          Burn your wicked garden down
          Can you feel pain inside?
          Can you love?
          Can you cry?
          I wanna run through your wicked garden
          Heard that's the place to find you
          But I'm alive
          So alive now
          Out of the dark that blinds you
     Sin
          Holywater clouds my thinking
          Sinking low now
          Keep on drinking
          Down you go, suffer long
          Down you go, sin make me strong
          You control me, soul you stole, mine
          Wishful thinking
          Six feet under
          Down you go, suffer long
          Down you go, sin make me strong
          Dead by dreaming, sleep you steal, mine
          Pools of cold sweat
          Hatred burns me
          Down you go, suffer long
          Down you go, sin make me strong
          Holywater clouds my thinking
          Sinking low now
          Keep on drinking
          Feel what were my eyes
          Sink into the holes in my eyes
          My sins have made me blind
          Sink into the holes in my eyes
          Still shackled to the shadow
          Still shackled to the shadow
          That followed you...
     Naked Sunday
          You're the fuel to the fire
          You're the weapons of war
          You're the irony of justice
          And the father of law
          I've been waiting for awhile to meet you
          For the chance to shake your hand
          To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
          And when all is over and we return to dust
          Who will be my judge and which one do I trust
          Angst...
          You're the champion of sorrow
          You're the love and the pain
          You're the fighter of evil
          Yet you're one in the same
          Been waiting for awhile to meet you
          For the chance to shake your hand
          To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
          And when all is over and we return to dust
          Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?
          Angst...
     Creep
          Forward yesterday
          Makes me wanna stay
          What they said was real
          Makes me wanna steal
          Livin' under house
          Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
          All's I gots is time
          Got no meaning, just a rhyme
          Take time with a wounded hand
          'Cause it likes to heal
          Take time with a wounded hand
          Guess I like to steal
          I'm half the man I used to me
          This I feel as the dawn
          It turns to gray
          I'm half the man I used to be
          This feeling as the dawn
          It turns to gray
          Feelin' uninspired
          Think I'll start a fire
          Everybody run
          Bobby's got a gun
          Think you're kinda neat
          Then she tells me I'm a creep
          Friends don't mean a thing
          Guess I'll leave it up to me
     Piece of Pie
          I broke the breadline
          Nobody knows
          I walked the frontline
          Still got far to go
          I mixed the water
          I drank the water
          I broke the breadline
          Don't wanna know
          It's staring me down
          Wearing a crown of apathy
          I'm standing around
          Dressed like a clown
          Don't know my name
          You know where to find me
          I killed the manchild
          I'll fast alone
          I had the midwife
          Naked and alone
          I mixed the water
          I drank the water
          I killed the brainchild
          I'll fast alone
          Don't wanna let me be a man
          Don't wanna lead me to your home
     Plush
          And I feel that time's a wasted go
          So where ya going to tommorrow?
          And I see that these are lies to come
          Would you even care?
          And I feel it
          And I feel it
          Where ya going to tommorrow?
          Where ya going with that mask I found?
          And I feel, and I feel
          When the dogs begin to smell her
          Will she smell alone?
          And I feel, so much depends on the weather
          So is it raining in your bedroom?
          And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray
          Would you even care?
          And I feel it
          And she feels it
          Where ya going to tommorrow?
          Where ya going with that mask I found?
          And I feel, and I feel
          When the dogs begin to smell her
          Will she smell alone?
          When the dogs do find her
          Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
     Wet My Bed
          Hey everybody, where did Mary go?
          Where did Mary go?
          And where's my only cigarette?
          Please think for me, I can't bare to
          I'll just lie here for a while
          Wet myself, wet my bed
          I've readied it all for her, you know
          Clean sheets, incense, a lots of fluffy pillows
          Now soiled
          And where's my cigarette?
          Did you check the bathroom, the bathtub?
          She sleeps there sometimes
          Water cleanses, you know
          Washes dirt away, makes new
          Maybe she, maybe she, maybe she, maybe, maybe she swam
          away
     Crackerman
          Kickin' as I'm tryin' to sleep
          Got the mud beneath my shoes
          Rubber band, rubberband
          Gun in hand, gun in hand
          I wanna use
          Roamin', roamin', roam
          Get away gotta get away
          And I think I think too much
          I don't care, yeah and I don't care
          Trippin' as I'm thinkin'
          'Bout a boy, his name was Sue
          He's a man, he's man
          Crackerman, crackerman
          He's a woman too
          And I'm thinkin'
          While I'm thinkin'
          And I'm thinkin'
          While I'm thinkin'
     Where the River Goes
          Yeah, I could hide in the calm of the eye of the storm
          And never blow away
          Well, I'm a young man with a knife to my back
          Some things never seem to change
          Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
          Sing the song or keep it inside
          Bought the farm, but the farmer done died
          Sing that song, sing that song inside
          I wish I could live in the
          dream that I fly on the tarred &
          freathered wings
          Well, I'm losing a game of reality
          dice where the dealer never ever pays
          I wanna be as big as a mountain
          I wanna fly as high as the sun
          I wanna know what the rent's like in heaven
          I wanna know where the river goes
          Yeah, I could hide in the calm of the eye of the storm
          And never blow away
          Well, I'm a young man with a knife to my back
          Some things never seen to change
          If I was stronger
          I could be a mountain range
          If night was longer
          Could I escape the day?

                                   Purple
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     Meatplow
          Fine place for a day full of breakdowns
          takes more than a meltdown to show us how
          throw a tack on the road, stop the meatplow
          got a bullet but it ain't mine.
          They got these pictures of everything
          to break us down, yeah to break me down
          they make us hate and we make it bleed.
          But I got a lover and yeah
          she shows me how,
          to understand it, yea to understand
          I got a brother and well
          he show me how,
          to make amends, yeah to make amends
          with it.
          Take a break from the mousetrap we call home
          takes more than a message to make me smile
          I can feel when she kisses me sleeping
          but not when the news is on.
     Vasoline
          One time a thing occured to me
          what's real, and what's for sale?
          blew a kiss and tried to take it home
          It isn't you, isn't me
          search for things you can't see
          going blind, out of reach
          somewhere in the vasoline
          Two times and it has rendered me
          punch drunk and without bail
          think I'd be safer all alone
          flys in the vasoline we are
          sometimes it blows my mind
          keep getting stuck here all the time
          You'll see the look and you'll see the lies
          you'll eat the lies, and you will.
          It isn't you, isn't me
          search for things you can't see
          going blind, out of reach
          somewhere in the vasoline.
     Lounge Fly
          It's ok, it's ok, ok relieve me
          pins in me, pins in me, in me you kill me
          the lounge fly
          the lounge fly
          the fly you bring me
          I think I'm free but the dogs they
          won't release me
          I can't give what I take away
          and the other understands
          she said she'd be my woman
          she said she'd be my man
          I can't live this way
          please refill my soul
          Don't have a nickel or a dollar but
          you feed me
          my bottle's empty but you always
          refuel me
          I feel I'm sinking but you won't
          let me drown me
          I wanna fuck, wanna fuck
          but do you need me?
     Interstate Love Song
          Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
          for what I read between the lines,
          your lies.
          feelin' like a hand in rusted shame
          so do you laugh or does it cry?
          reply?
          Leavin' on a southern train
          only yesterday you lied,
          promises of what I seemed to be
          only watched the time go by,
          all of these things you said to me.
          Breathing is the hardest thing
          to do. with all I've said and
          all that's dead for you,
          you lied - good bye
          Leavin' on a southern train
          only yesterday you lied
          promises of what I seemed to be
          only watched the time go by,
          all of these things I said to you.
     Still Remains
          Our bed we live, our bed we sleep
          making love and I become you
          flesh is warm with naked feet
          stabbing thorns and you become me...
          oh, I'd beg for you, you know I'll beg for you.
          she holds my hand we share a laugh,
          sipping orange blossom breezes
          love is still and sweat remains
          a cherished gift unselfish feeling...
          oh, I'd beg for you, you know I'll beg for you.
          she tells me things, I listen well
          drink the wine and save the water
          skin is smooth, I steal a glance
          dragon flies "er" gliding over...
          oh, I'll beg for you - you know I'll beg for you
          Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
          take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
          if you should die before me
          ask if you could bring a friend
          pick a flower, hold your breath
          and drift away...
     Pretty Penny
          Have you seen your mother girl?
          has she gone away?
          gone away and found the pearl
          but the price she paid
          gone
          when you wake in the morning
          gone
          when you find that there's no one sleeping
          gone
          pretty penny was her name
          she was loved and we all will miss her
          How far will you go I say,
          just to bait a mouse?
          shorter lived and longer gone,
          can you figure out?
          have you seen your sister girl?
          she's all but blown away
          blown away and lost the pearl
          and the price she paid
     Silver Gun Superman
          Find you in the dark
          read you like a cheap surprise
          without shame
          sell me out, and frame your name
          I can hear when the pig whispers sweetly
          jealousy is the weapon you kill me
          keep a dime for a truth you might tell
          you toed the line, and I know it was mine
          couldn't hide, write a wave, ride a lie
          let me know, can I friend ask you why?
          Rolling back the days
          with my friend I love to play
          the "little one"
          superman with silver gun
          I can hear when the pig whispers sweetly
          jealousy is the weapon you kill me
          keep a dime for a truth you might tell
          Wait for me, take a dive take a piece of my life
          (leave me numb)
          wait for me, tell a lie, try to take my life
          (leave me numb)
          wait for me, take a dive take a piece of my life
          (leave me numb)
          close to me, and I'll leave you numb
     Big Empty
          Drivin' faster in my car
          falling farther from just what we are
          smoke a cigarette and lie some more
          these conversations kill
          falling faster in my car
          Time to take her home
          her dizzy head is conscience laden
          time to take a ride
          it leaves today no conversation
          time to take her home
          her dizzy head is conscience laden
          time to wait too long
          to wait too long
          these conversations kill
          To much walkin', shoes worn thin
          too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin
          time to catch a ride
          it leaves today, her name is what it means
          to much walkin', shoe's worn thin
     Unglued
          Moderation is masterbation
          what is what, and what makes you feel good
          all these things I think about,
          I think about
          always come unglued
          Yea - I got this thing
          it's comin' over me, I got thing
          it's comin' over me, I got this feelin
          coming over me - yea
          This confusion is my illusion
          nowhere to look, but know where
          to find ya.
          all these things I'm sick about,
          I'm sick about
          always come unglued
     Army Ants
          You don't look but you kick me
          you can't feel but you hit me
          you can't live with the way I pray
          Why we all have to look this way
          I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain
          Time, time is not on my side
          cause the way I am
          gotta gotta now gotta find the reason why
          a woman ain't a man
          You don't look but you kick me
          you can't feel but you hit me
          you can't deal with the way I pray
          Why do you all have to think this way
          I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain
          Fall in those single file lines
          like army ants
          yeah, fall on into those single file lines
          and complete the plan
     Kitchenware & Candy Bars
          Somebody told me, I know where to go
          somebody showed me, I was last to know
          Sell me down the river
          sell me down the river
          sell me down the river
          sell me down the river
          What I wanted, is what I wanted
          what I wanted is what she wanted
          Unfriendly feelings, down on wounded knee
          unfriendly reasons, some blind mother's need
          Sell me down the river
          sell me down the river
          sell me down the river
          sell me down the river
          What I wanted, is what I wanted
          what I wanted is what she wanted
          You read the words and it sells you life
          they sell their words, but it's all a lie
     My Second Album
          The second album
          12 gracious melodies
          worth listening
          hope you enjoy them
          like if its sung to me
          listen to 12 great tunes
          playing on your stereo
          dining and dancing too
          entertain on the piano
          The second album
          12 gracious melodies
          to listen
          include this number
          keeping you company
          well
          getting on the record soon
          grooving on an afternoon
          thats on my album too
          this album cover
          looks simular like Johnny Mathis
          for Mathis lovers this album has his style
          beautiful numbers are heard on the car radio
          after all records are cut in the recording studio
          My second album
          one dozen melodies
          to listen
          include this number
          keeping in company


                               Tiny Music...

 

     Pop's Love Suicide
          Can you figure out what I want, pull the trigger with a
          pop gun.
          Mindless fools that aggravate it pick at you in
          desperation
          Oh it's a love pop suicide
          Oh I'm in love pop suicide
          Pop life living is so real
          Midwest farmers' kids are milkfed
          Breed and incubate what you see
          Ten years later on t.v.
          Oh it's a love pop suicide
          Oh I'm in love pop suicide
          Father can't you love your woman
          Father can't you teach your children
          Long range love implosion short wicked
          Short wave mind explosion
          Oh I'm in love suicide about a pop star homicide
     Tumble In The Rough
          I can't eat
          I can't sleep
          I can't live
          I can't cry
          I can't die
          I can't walk
          I can't talk
          Booze
          I can booze
          Steal your shoes
          So I can move
          Tumble in the rough
          Tumble in the rough
          Tumble in the rough
          I'm looking for a new meditation
          Still looking for a new way to fly
          Don't want any plastic validation
          Not looking for a new way to die
          I made excuses for a million lies
          But all I got was humble kidney pie
          So what
          I'm looking for a new stimulation
          Quite bored of those inflatable ties
          I'm looking for a new rock sensation
          Dead fish don't swim around in jealous tides
          I made excuses for a million lies
          But all I got was humble kidney pie
          So what
     Big Bang Baby
          I got a picture of a photograph
          Of a wedding and a shell
          It's just a burning aching memory
          I never kiss and tell
          So turn it up and burn it
          There's a hole in your head
          There's a hole in your head
          Where the birds can't sing along
          Does anybody know how the story really goes
          Or should we all just hum along
          Sell your sole and sign an autograph
          Big bang baby, it's a crash, crash, crash
          I wanna die but I gotta laugh
          Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh
          Spin me up, spin me, spin me out
          Station love station send me up and out
          Is this what life and love is all about
          I think I think so
          We used to see in color
          Now it's only black and white
          It's only black and white
          Cause the world is color blind
          Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
          Take it away boys
          Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
          Take it away boys
     Lady Picture Show
          Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
          Lady picture show she hides behind the bedroom wall
          She hides because she don't know nothin', don't know
          nothin' any more
          She keeps a funny face it's locked and bagged it's just
          outside the door
          She doesn't know her name
          She doesn't know her face
          She doesn't know her name
          She doesn't know her face anymore
          And don't believe
          Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
          Lady picture girl, I think them boys don't like your
          show
          Lady picture show them boys are gone, should just say
          no
          Your wedding present's not so daisy picture perfect
          anymore
          Lady funny face it's locked and bagged it's just
          outside the door
          Don't know nothin' anymore
     And So I Know
          And so I know, it's begun again
          Never be the same, and with that I said
          Never be ever this way again
          Hold on till the end (campfire girls make me feel
          alright)
          (Campfire girls make me feel alright)
          Like it's the last hello
          Whirlwinds and rollercoasters
          Long grass making shapes hello
          Disappearing, disappearing floating graves
          Never, ever, ever, ever be this way
          Never ever be this way again
          And so I know (campfire girls make me feel alright)
          (Campfire girls make me feel alright)
          It's begun again
          Never be the same, and with that I said
          Campfire girls make me feel alright
     Trippin' On A Hole In A Paper Heart
          Don't cut out my paper heart, I ain't dyin' anyway
          Take a look at eye full towers
          Never trust them dirty liars
          Sippin' lemon yellow booze `ole' leadbelly sings the
          blues
          All dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin' anyway
          I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and
          I'm not for sale
          So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day
          deathbed motorcade
          Fake the heat and scratch the itch
          Skinned up knees and salty lips
          I'll breathe your life vicks vapor life
          And when you binge I purge alike
          Let go it's harder holding on
          One more trip and I'll be gone
          So keep your head up
          Keep it on, just a whisper I'll be gone
          Take a breath and make it big
          It's the last you'll ever get
          Break your neck with diamond noose
          It's the last you'll ever choose
          I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and
          I'm not for sale
          Hold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me
          be
     Art School Girl
          I gotta girlfriend, she goes to art school
          I gotta art school girlfriend yeah
          I gotta girlfriend, she gotta girlfriend
          We gotta girlfriend, girlfriend gotta go
               She left her home from sweet Alabama
               Rose Alabama for the city, New York City yeah
                    I told you five or four times
          I gotta girlfriend, she goes to parties
          Underground parties, Andy Warhol everywhere
          She wears the leather, I wear the make up
          We'll never break up, been together for a month
               She left her home form sweet Alabama
               Rose Alabama for the city, New York City yeah
                    I told you five or four times
     Adhesive
          My friend Blue he runs the show
          With hot pink purple china glow
          His family trees are molded
          No longer grows in summer
          He holds it closer lets it go
          Picks a fruit but keeps it whole
          Can't keep the submarining
          Can't keep the light from fading
          Grab the hate and drown it out
          Grab the beat and drum it out
          It's all so confusing
          Have a listen lend an ear
          Here's a song now if ya care
          We can all just hum along
          Words don't matter anymore
          Adhesive love adhesive
          Ain't the same for you and me
          Cartoon like reality dogs and cats and children
          The deepest wound is hidden
          Ain't the same for you and me
          Comatose commodity the superheroes dyin'
          All the children cryin'
          Sell more records if I'm dead
          Purple flowers once again
          Hope it's sooner. Hope it's near corporate records'
          fiscal year
          Down the river, down the river
          Flyin' high across the plain
          Purple flowers ease the pain
          Here, now have a listen
          Ain't the song you're missin
          Down the river, down the river
          Stitch the womb and wet the bed with a whisper I'll be
          dead
          Don't let the living die yet! Grab the hate...
          drown it out. Grab the beat...
          drum it out. It's all so confusing
          Adhesive love adhesive
     Ride The Cliche
          She no wait, but she know me
          Intake purge, it's my disease
          Hold me closer let me be
          Hold me closer let me go away
          Barely know you know my name
          Trip the witch and ride the shame
          Just because you're so cliched
          It don't mean you won't get paid
     Seven Caged Tigers
          Pass the time kickin' as time rips by
          Neither goose nor the gander fly
          Buy a minute spend an hour burnin', burnin'
          Take a peek as the model earns it, earns it
          Walk a mile as it keeps crawlin', crawlin'
          Clean the politician, wash him with everpure
          So the answer gets harder, harder
          And the truth's getting farther and farther
          And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin'
          Seven caged tigers fly by
          Wastin' time chasin' those cows that fly
          Churnin' out all of that butterfly sugarboost
          Track the blade as it sweeps downward and onward
          Take a pill it'll kill martyrs, martyrs
          Passin' time rippin' as time kicks by
          Pass the umbilical cord for this fly by
          Take a sneak while the model earns it earns it
          Hike a mile as it keeps crawlin' on crawlin' on

 

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