|
|
PINS AND NEEDLES
by Clare Means
Pins and needles in our bed
Held together by a thread
Sticks and stones in our bath
Skin bruised; skin scratched
Spread sand on my toast
Mix salt in your tea
I'll poison you if you'll poison me
We've changed for the worse
We're strange, we're perverse
And there is no stopping us
We've changed for the worse
We're strange, we're perverse
And there is no stopping us now
I'm a tiger in your eyes
And you're a compromise
Until I find another
And we will pounce on our prey
Til we have all decayed
Til there is nothing left but bones of us
We've changed for the worse
We're strange, we're perverse
And there is no stopping us
We've changed for the worse
We're strange, we're perverse
And there is no stopping us now
Pins and needles in our bed
Held together by a thread
Sticks and stones in our bath
Skin bruised; skin scratched
Spread sand on my toast
Mix salt in your tea
I'll poison you if you'll poison me
We've changed for the worse
We're strange, we're perverse
And there is no stopping us
We've changed for the worse
We're strange, we're perverse
And there is no stopping us now
No stopping us now
No stopping us now
TIMBER
by Clare Means
Into the woods of Virginia
Through tall pines she led you
And you fell like timber
She wasn't there to catch you
And I fell like timber at your feet
And you fell like timber
But never for me
Never for me
And isn't it just my luck
To fall in the quiet of the snow
And I was hoping you would hear me
But I didn't make a sound
When I fell like timber at your feet
And you fell like timber
But never for me
Yeah I fell like timber at your feet
And you fell like timber
But never for me
Never for me
|
GEORGETTE
by Clare Means
You're dragging a suitcase the size of a coffin
They offer you rides, you insist on walking
You'll have it your way
or nothing at all
You're smiling through a broken grin
You never did want those spaces filled
You'll have it your way
or nothing at all
Oh Georgette
Make me brave, make me brave
Brave like you
Cause I'm just doing what they tell me
Yeah I'm just doing what they tell me to
You throw your dollar down on the table
Telling me take it; exclaiming you hate it
You'll have it your way
Or nothing at all
Dreaming with your head in hand
Sleepless in the Santa Monica sand
You'll have it your way
Or nothing at all
Oh Georgette
Make me strong, make me strong
Strong like you
Cause I'm just doing what they tell me
Yeah I'm just doing what they tell me to
And left alone when you were young
You learned it all on your own
You made it your way
You had no one at all
Oh Georgette
Make me brave, make me brave
Brave like you
Cause I'm just doing what they tell me
Yeah I'm just doing what they tell me to
Oh Georgette
I'll be brave, I'll be brave
Brave like you
|
TO WAR
by Clare Means
I'm in love with a man that I'm not supposed to love
Because we've tried so many times that I just have to give it up
But the love is always the easiest part
It's just the battle grounds that tear us apart
We go to war, to war
To love, to love
To war, to war
Once more we go around
We go to war, to war
To love, to love
To war, to war
Once more we go around
But when he holds me it's like no other lover
And when he kisses me how those lips make me quiver
But from those lips spew these words that
Slice like swords
And they stab me straight through the heart
We go to war, to war
To love, to love
To war, to war
Once more we go around
We go to war, to war
To love, to love
To war, to war
Once more we go around
Watch the blood rain down from our thunderclouds
Watch my guts spill out as you dig your knife in deeper
Help! I plead, but you're the help I seek
You're my strength, you're my weakness
So dig your knife in deeper....
We go to war, to war
To love, to love
To war, to war
Once more we go around
We go to war, to war
To love, to love
To war, to war
Once more we go around
|
LOVELY SIN
by Clare Means
I've waited for you to come around
But you come in waves
In and out and away you go
I keep waiting for you but you never return
I've been waiting for you since the day we were born
But then again we were never here
I keep waiting for you but in vain I fear
In vain...
But you're my lovely sin, lovely sin
Your lovely skin so filled with sin
So I will wait for you
I will wait for you
But now the night is pushing on
The clock says that it's two in the morn
And you still haven't called
Must I always call you?
Always chase your tail, pin you up and stare
As you wiggle on my wall
Watch your shadow rise and fall
Again
But you're my lovely sin, lovely sin
Your lovely skin so filled with sin
So I will wait for you
I will wait for you
Cause I've never known a touch like yours
And I doubt I will again
Few have your skills
And few know your sin
But you're my lovely sin, lovely sin
Your lovely skin so filled with sin
So I will wait for you
I will wait for you
I will wait for you
|
LOOK WHO'S LUCKY NOW
by Clare Means & Michael Starr
You ran me 'round and deceived me
You knocked me to my knees
You held me down and kept me bound
But now I'm finally free
I can feel a change a comin'
It's the dawn of a brand new day
And like that sun that's rising
I'll burn those clouds away
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Drowning in shallow waters
The sand, it scraped my skin
But I fought your storm
I got to shore
And now the light seeps in
I can feel a change a comin'
It's the dawn of a brand new day
And like that sun that's rising
I'll burn those clouds away
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Scorched by your fire
Surrounded by your flames
But I've risen from the ashes
And I'll never be the same
I can feel a change a comin'
It's the dawn of a brand new day
And like that sun that's rising
I'll burn those clouds away
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
Look who's lucky now
|
VOODOO DOLL
by Clare Means
I've got a voodoo doll
She looks a lot like you
I've got a voodoo doll
She's a bleach blonde too
I've got a voodoo doll
She looks a lot like you
I've got a voodoo doll
She's a bleach blonde too
Once my friend but now my foe
The pain you caused...well now you'll know
Cause I've got a voodoo doll
She looks a lot like you
I've got a voodoo doll
She's a bleach blonde too
Stick the pins in and you'll feel my sting
Push them in further and they'll make you scream
I've got a voodoo doll
She looks a lot like you
I've got a voodoo doll
She's a bleach blonde too
I've got a voodoo doll
She's a bleach blonde too
|
LETTERS FROM A LIAR'S HEART
by Clare Means
Dark, dark, way down lurk creatures of the deep
They slither and slide and knock against our feet
Push them down beneath the sand; no one can hear them breathe
Push them down beneath the sand, their skin on our feet
And letters from a liar's heart are laying in your hand
Scribbled, sad, sorry sentences
No pardons will be given; no pardons received
Letters from a liar's heart
Letters from me
Like seashells in buckets
And sand in the shells
Glass in the sand so finely ground
Hide me away, hide me away
Hide me away, hide me away
And letters from a liar's heart are laying in your hand
Scribbled, sad, sorry sentences
No pardons will be given; no pardons received
Letters from a liar's heart
Letters from me
Let's swim to the shore, let's swim to the shore
Let's swim far, far, far away from here
Let's swim to the shore, let's swim to the shore
Let's swim far, far, far away from here
And hide me away, hide me away
Hide me away, hide me away
And letters from a liar's heart are laying in your hand
Scribbled, sad, sorry sentences
No pardons will be given; no pardons received
Letters from a liar's heart
Letters from me
|
THE NIGHT THAT I FOUND YOU
by Clare Means & Michael Starr
Through the tangled trees
Two-toned eucalyptus leaves
Blindly sliding down
The trail to Cobalt Creek
Floating side by side
Toes up to the sky
Clothes all in a pile
The night that I found you.
Under tall reeds
Your voice speaks to me
I hear but cannot see
The night that I found you
Floating side by side
Toes up to the sky
Clothes all in a pile
The night that I found you
The night that I found you
The night that I found you
|
THE WALLS
by Clare Means
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
The wind is howling through these crumbling walls
The more I build, the more they fall
Stumbling on a city street
I'm just laughing at my clumsy feet cause...
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
Help me build these walls
The more I build the more they fall
Won't you help me build these walls
Cause the more I build
The more they fall
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
It's getting cold with these crumbling walls
As the starry night falls
Build it up brick by brick
But with no mortar they will not stick
Where are the blueprints to my home?
I can't find them all alone
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
The walls are falling down around me through the curtains in my room
|
PAPER DOLL
by Clare Means
I only wish you the best but I wish I'd never met you
I wish I'd never seen your face
I wished I'd never touched it
I wish I never spoke your name
I wish I'd never loved you
I'm gonna cut you out like a paper doll
Just like you were never here at all
Cut you out like a paper doll
Just like you were never here
All those years and all those tears
They're coming back to me
I'll cry them backwards
Live them in reverse
The tears roll up my cheeks
I'm gonna cut you out like a paper doll
Just like you were never here at all
Cut you out like a paper doll
Just like you were never here
I only wish you the best but I wish I'd never met you
I wish I'd never seen your face
I wished I'd never touched it
I wish I never spoke your name
I wish I'd never loved you
I'm gonna cut you out like a paper doll
Just like you were never here at all
Throw you in the fire and watch you burn
Let the flames and smoke take their turns
On your little paper limbs
You little paper heart
Turn to ashes and grow dark
I only wish you the best
But I wish I'd never met you
|
THE ROOM WHERE IT'S ALWAYS NIGHT
by Clare Means
In the room where it's always night
You can easily sleep 'til noon
And no matter what time you sleep until
It holds you like a tomb
And there is a small window that looks
Onto a thin dark alleyway
And you can watch and watch
But nothing will change
In the place where that laundry hangs
It's in this room where I dream
In a feverish sleep
It's in this room where I dream of you...
It's in this room where I dreamed of you
Thousands of miles away
Holding your new woman
And rolling around in bed
And I could know what time it is there
If I could know what time it is here
But in the room where it's always night
The sun doesn't seem to care
It's in this room where I dream
In a feverish sleep
It's in this room where I dream of you
Where I dream of you
Where I dream of you
|
NEW YORK NIGHT
lyrics by Clare Means
music by Clare Means & Michael Starr
It was our last night at the Chelsea Hotel,
curtains pulled tight over thin glass doors.
Sirens wail down below but we're locked up
on the fourth floor.
All that's below is a spiral of paint,
all that is above us is a spiral of sky,
all that's between us is all that we're not
and we're giving it all to the New York night.
So close your eyes, and hold on tight
and wrap yourself around the New York night.
The fan creaks to the bodies below.
Light seeps from under the door.
The key is in the lock from the rush inside
to give it all to the New York night.
So close your eyes, and hold on tight
and wrap yourself around the New York night.
Sirens wail on 23rd,
drowning out our every word,
but there is nothing left to say.
It's better off this way.
So close your eyes, and hold on tight
and wrap yourself around the New York night.
EVERYBODY'S ROOM BUT MINE
by Clare Means
Never knew my momma
Never knew my pa
I have four brothers
Never met one
I've lived in everybody's room but mine
I've lived in everybody's room but mine
My momma left me
when I was born
She couldn't care for
a baby boy
Her body filled with poison
she put the needle in
Body filled with cocaine
and heroin
But don't listen to me
I tell too many lies
don't listen to me
'cause I've lived in everybody's room but mine
No one ever listens
I tell too many lies
no one ever looks
I can't look in their eyes
the truth I never hear
the truth I never speak
I trust no one
no one trusts me
But don't listen to me
I tell too many lies
Don't listen to me
'cause I've lived in everybody's room but mine
I have four brothers
never met one
I've had six mothers
never trusted none
Every night I rock myself to sleep
Every night I rock myself to sleep
But don't listen to me
I tell too many lies
Don't listen to me
'cause I've lived in everybody's room but mine
|
SNOW ANGELS
by Clare Means
Dance with me through fields of snow
follow me far away we'll go
we'll make angels in the snow
Skate with me across icy lakes
carving figures with our skates
we'll make angels in the snow
Skating under colored lights
touching through our frostbite
we'll make angels in the snow
They can have their sun, their heat
when you're with me there is no need
we'll make angels in the snow
Skating under colored light
touching through our frostbite
we'll make angels in the snow
Tell me this will never end
Skating round, holding your hand
we'll make angels in the snow
Skating under colored light
touching through our frostbite
we'll make angels in the snow
Sipping from your hot cocoa
Lying in our fields of snow
making angels in the snow
making angels in the snow
HAUNT YOU
by Clare Means
You say you don't know me
who's fault is that?
Been around for 25 years
you ever thought about that?
Don't regret a single thing
about my childhood
with you it never would have been
half as good
But you never sent me a birthday card or Christmas greetings too
you act as though I don't exist
but you know I do.... You know I do, you know I do
I'm going to haunt you 'cause you know I do
I'm going to haunt you, you know it's true
I'm going to haunt you 'cause you know I do
I'm going to haunt you...
Of the 10 other children none you treated well
you made their childhood living hell
guess I'm the lucky one missed out on you
guess I am relieved
that that much is true
But you never sent me a birthday card or Christmas greetings too
you act as though I don't exist
but you know I do.... You know I do, you know I do
I'm going to haunt you cause you know I do
I'm going to haunt you, you know it's true
I'm going to haunt you 'cause you know I do
I'm going to haunt you...
Now you're living with your mail-order bridein the Philippines
You're living every dirty old man's fantasy
But you never sent me a birthday card or Christmas greetings too
you act as though I don't exist
but you know I do.... You know I do, you know I do
I'm going to haunt you cause you know I do
I'm going to haunt you, you know it's true
I'm going to haunt you 'cause you know I do
I'm going to haunt you...
|
WHITE BAMBOO
by Clare Means
Quality Inn room 233
wondering why you left me
light on the wall like white bamboo
feels like China where I am with you
China love so foreign and fragile
cut the skin and watch it spill
over your white bamboo
Pickup pulls into it's spot
empty cars in a crowded lot
lights through my window, shadows move
lost in this forest of white bamboo
China love so foreign and fragile
cut the skin and watch it spill
over your white bamboo
Jet-lag dreams rock me awake
your sharp words I cannot shake
the humid night still and blue
writing by the light of the white bamboo
China love so foreign and fragile
cut the skin and watch it spill
over your white bamboo
The whir of traffic softly plays
lonely cars on a dark highway
and I can't see a thing that I write
cradled in this bamboo night
China love so foreign and fragile
cut the skin and watch it spill
over your white bamboo
NOTIONS OF LOVE
by Clare Means
I'll probably never tell you this
I've lied with every kiss
I've lied with every touch
I never did feel that much
Don't believe my smile
Don't believe what you hear
Don't believe me whispering
softly in your ear
cause I'm...
Swimming in your ocean
but I'm going through the motions
I'm drowning in these notions of love
Don't listen to my heartbeat
It doesn't beat for you
Don't count my pulse
You'll find that I am untrue
cause I'm...
Swimming in your ocean
but I'm going through the motions
I'm drowning in these notions of love
Baby I'm just cold and mean
Maybe I'm just cold and mean
cause I'm...
Swimming in your ocean
but I'm going through the motions
I'm drowning in these notions of love
Don't listen to my footsteps
walking by your side
you'll find that they are far behind
from your careless stride
And don't feel my breath
exhale upon your cheek
it's all been a mean and nasty
dirty little trick
cause I'm...
Swimming in your ocean
but I'm going through the motions
I'm drowning in these notions of love
|
ANGELS OF THE FREEWAY
by Clare Means
In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take
My only friend is this red car
She's promised to take me real far
but her motor would hum without me
she don't care who sits in her seat
Taillights blur before me
A chopper whirs above me
Somewhere below some crime creeps
I sit alone in my bucket seat
In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take
In the city of pumped and swollen breasts
In the city of poised cigarettes
the sun will rise in the muddy sky
the dirty air clouds my eyes
In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take
Through the canyons the traffic turns
I'm one of many this city has spurned
Through the canyons the traffic turns
I'm one of many this city has spurned
In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take
In the city of angels I fly away
There's nothing angelic about it anyway
I'm one of many on this dirty freeway
And I just don't know which exit to take
CHLOE
by Clare Means
Remember Chloe,
We built those spaceships
out of batteries and old radios?
We flew to the moon and
we flew to the moon and
we flew to the moon and back
and back
Stretching out on freshly mowed grass
we watched the clouds pass
orange slices and oreos
in the sun
in the sun
Remember Chloe,
We built those spaceships
out of batteries and old radios?
We flew to the moon and
we flew to the moon and
we flew to the moon and back
and back
Now I waste my days away
with empty men and their empty ways
running circles with tasteless food
Saturdays used to be so good
Remember Chloe,
We built those spaceships
out of batteries and old radios?
We flew to the moon and
we flew to the moon and
we flew to the moon and back
and back
|
ASBURY PARK
by Clare Means
Hey Mr. Fitzpatrick how does it feel
trapped behind those great big bars
clasping cold steel?
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
Remember when you took your first ride?
You never dreamed you end up inside
these walls
But you threw your hands around her neck
and squeezed oh so tight
watched her draw her last breath
but the little boy inside remembers...
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
No mother or father
to teach you right from wrong
and crying in that barren cell
you're still alone
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
And you see her face
when you close your eyes
and you hear that little boy
he lurks inside and says...
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
Asbury Park misses you
carousel and ferris wheel
GUITARS AND CHOCOLATES
by Clare Means
Guitars and chocolates and old country songs
and coffee in the morning
I find my reasons to go on
even though you're long gone
I brewed a cup up for you
It's getting cold by me
It's rich and strong but it's working wrong
cause it's not bringing you back to me
but I've got...
Guitars and chocolates and old country songs
and coffee in the morning
I find my reasons to go on
even though you're long gone
Yesterday I bought a brand new book
It went to bed with me
and I guess it'll have to do
since you closed the chapter on me
But I've got...
Guitars and chocolates and old country songs
and coffee in the morning
Oh but these are working wrong
cause they're not bringing you back to me
to me...
to me...
CLAREMEANS.COM
|
|
|