Nico lyrics

Underlying
Oh, so more important here
Any kind
Oh, what ever shakes a thrill
Mark my face
The air is really heavy now
I pledge allegiance
So God why don't you come on over here
D- I- E- D
Oh, that's what has happened to you
G - R - E - E - D
Well, there is nothing more to take
Pour the red wine
Watch the news, maybe ventilate
I pledge allegiance

Big stretch and not much sleep
I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek
And it's a bright blue Saturday
And the rummage sells the rubbish to me

But if I could buy the sky that's hangin'
Over this bed of mine
If I could climb these vines
And maybe see what you're seein'

If you were standing on the corner staring straight
Into the eyes of Jesus Christ

Pull you down now

Knees knelt, I got my arms open wide
I got the shades turned, so the colors die
No, don't hold too tight to the reel
Cause it's a big one boy
Its' gonna pull you down now
Pull you down now

No, the cook can't look
No, no cause he's keeping his eye on the kettle
In deed he will be around
When you or you or you feel the need to feel
Pull you down now

Come down from the ceiling
Oh, these pills were made for feeling
Oh, so divine

I've got a lump in my throat
So I'll keep hold of hope
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I've got a lump in my throat
And it makes it hard to swallow

That's why we'll crawl to walk for running
Oh there's not so much more in store
That's why we'll never, ever divide

I've got a lump in my throat
So, I'll keep hold of hope

Life ain't so shitty
There's a lot that you can be
And ain't it a pity
But its alright to smile back at me
And if we both go there
We can count on problems that we might not necessarily
Come in contact with,
Hey wake up, do you know where I'm coming from

Life ain't so shitty
There's a lot that you can be
And ain't it a pity
But its alright to smile back at me
And if we both go there

Sitting' on the back of my time
Fishing' through the cities phone lines
Suddenly, Suddenly 'til my back's out of line
Who today will be knocked off
And who controls all the chalk talk
Will they let you see
And will you believe
May there be a charm in your shine
Lies about the big find
But shouldn't he, so deservingly

All that I need is the air that I breathe
And all that I need are things I don't need
And all that really matters is what matters to me
And who of you are like me

If I was to smile and I held out my hand
If I opened it now would you not understand
Because you know if I'm to benefit I'll do everything that I can
And who of you are like me

It will make you feel good, over my shoulder

It ain't fair, John Sinclair
In the stir for breathing air
Won't you care for John Sinclair
In the stir for breathing air
Let him be, set him free
Let him be like you and me

They give him number two
What else can the judges do
Gotta set him free

If he'd been a soldier man
Shooting gooks in Vietnam
If he was the CIA
Selling dope and making hay
He'd be free, they'd let him be

How come, girl was there when I needed one
How come, girl was there when the song is done
Some say, open your eyes to a brighter light
Okay, open my arms they were right

She was my soul one
She felt she was the only one
She was the sun, the sky blue eyes
She was my soul one

Inside, pain in my heart often made her cry
Outside, I cursed the birds and the sugar sky

All I can say you know my life it's pretty plain
And all that I can do, is just pour some tea for two
And speak my point of view, but it's not sane
No it's not sane
It's not sane

And I don't understand why I sleep all God damn day
All that I do, is read a book to stay awake
It rips my life away
And it rips my life away
And it will rip your life away

The clothesline of cold eyes
Is washing away the face before
Now tell me what's wrong you see everyone's gone
You gotta do your best to decorate this dying' day
This dying' day

All over a bowl of bitter beans

And outside way, way up high I got a quarter moon misthanging' over me
And now, I want that rocking chair outta there
Cause he's no longer living here
It's no longer needed here

I have no fingertips
They were burned away from too many stove trips
Can't find no fingernails
I ate them off cause I was hungry as hell
Can't read, can't clear my mind
So here I go I've got to get into this lifetime
I think I'm gonna build a fence
To keep inside what little sense
The sense of taste
The sense of smell
The sense to sit here and feel like hell
To feel like hell

Snow flakes rolling over my car, goose bumbing weather
If I'm hungry at 4:30 in the morning,
Pink dot will deliver
And I'm oh so tired of you pushing that thorny crown
Down onto my head so hard,
My knees are two inches in the ground
And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man

You know I smoked a lot of grass and I've popped a lot of pills