See me comin to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holding onto the devil I know All my troubles'll hang on your trigger Take your eyes and your mind from the road Shoot your mouth if you know where you're aiming Don't forget to pick up what you sow Talking trash to the garbage around you Na na na na na na na (x4) See me kickin the door with my boots Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish Snakes and bones in the back of your room Handing out a confection of venom Heaven's drunk from the poison you use Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler Now I see it's a comfort to you Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight Na na na na na na na (x4) I won't give up that ghost It's sick the way these tongues are twisted The good in us is all we know There's too much left to taste that's bitter Na na na na na na na (x4) Que' onda Jose? Que' onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that's honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Hey wait, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleeping in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake 'em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Que' onda guero? Que' onda guero? Que' onda guero? Que' onda guero? Mondo broncos roll with crowbars Chingling rancheros on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Daily borrachos says 'ique putas!' Andale, Joto, your popsicle is melting Run better run, da doo run run ??? in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Que' onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Que' onda guero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedores And a busstop singer Banda macho chorus Que' onda guero? A donde vayas Que' onda guero? A donde vayas Que ??? es ese? Alla en la en Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont Hey Lacoro Yeah now I'm going to LACC I'm taking a ceramics cla** See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Que' onda guero, where are you going? Que' onda guero, where are you going? Hey what's up guero? "You doing pushups?" No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang's With a mullet and a popsicle Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let's go to Cap'n Cork They have the new Yanni ca**ette I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out with her dark sungla**es Walking crooked down the beach She spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And I know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I wouldn't try Hey, my sun-eyed girl Hey, my sun-eyed girl I saw her, yeah I saw her with her hands tied back And her rags were burning Crawling out from a landfilled life Scrawling her name upon the ceiling Throw a coin in a fountain of dust White noise, her ears are ringing Got a ticket for a midnight hanging Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And I know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I would not try Hey, my sun-eyed girl I prayed heaven today Would bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged all that I owned Down a dirt road to find you My shoes worn out and used They can't take me much farther Something always takes the place Of missing pieces You can take and put together even though You know there's something missing The sun burned a hole in my roof I can't seem to fix it I hope the rain doesn't come And wash me down the gutter She rides in a car like a queen on a card And the guns of her mind aim a line Straight at mine to a heart that was broke Tried to feel but got choked in the smoke of a desert A beach with no treasure A night that's so blue Feed the aching in you and the background Birds take a flight from the earth Where the bonfire burns and the night Current turns on a lifeboat floating Down a river of sleep I can't see her hollow eyes I'm walkin along with my boots full of rocks I can't believe these tears were mine I'll give them to you to put away in a box Something always takes the place of Missing pieces you can take and put Together even though You know there's something missing Something always missing always Someone missing something Black hearts in effigy We sing a song that was hated All dressed in rag and bones Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleeding I know there's something wrong Might take a fire to k** it Might take a hurricane Don't know what life that I'm livin Black tambourine My baby run to me She lives in broken down buildings Can't pay the rent again These spider webs are my home now And when the sun is down We'll shake and rattle our bodies To keep it warm at night My tambourine is still shaking Black tambourine Space ships can't tame the jungle And I feel like I'm giving in We've been drivin thru a desert Looking for a life to call our own I push I pull the days go slow Into a void we filled with d**h And noise that laughs falls off their Maps all cured of pain and doubts In your little brain Something's coming sky is purple Dogs are howling to themselves Days are changing with the weather Like a rip tide could rip us away I push I pull the days go slow Into a void we filled with d**h And noise that laughs falls off their Maps all cured of pain and doubts In your little brain Looking for my place On a**embly lines Fake prizes Risin out of the bombholes Skeleton boys hyped up on purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Bank notes burn like broken equipment Lookin for shelter readjust your position Thought control ghost written confessions Two dimensions dumb your head down Duck don't look now company missiles Power is raunchy rent-a-cops are watching Makin their dreams out of paper mache Cliche wasted hate taste tested Hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing (please enjoy) Hell yes I'm turnin it on I'm workin my legs hell yes I'm callin you out I'm switchin my plates (please enjoy) Hell yes I'm cleanin the floor my beat is correct Stretched to the limit attention spans Snap back retract collapse into laugh tracks Noise response applause and hand claps Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow Breaking points on the verge of pointless Fools anointed to the followers fanfare Look for the common not superficial Code red cola war conformity crisis Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles With magic markers running out of their ink Lives in white out Turn the lights out Fax machine anthems get your damn hands up Hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing (please enjoy) Hell yes I'm turnin it on I'm workin my legs Hell yes I'm callin you out I'm switchin my plates (please enjoy) Hell yes I'm cleanin the floor My beat is correct (I like your ba**) Yes (your beat is nice) Yes Hell yes Hell yes Hell yes Hell yes Yes I see you there Your long black hair Your eyes just stare Your mind is turning You know I'll laugh And I won't take it back I've seen your eyes I know What your thinking And one by one We'll shoot our guns We'll have fun Don't ever doubt it And when I say Fare thee well My only friend Oh how the days go Your setting sun Your broken drum Your little d** I'll never forget you Never Forget You I'm walkin to the other side With the devil tryin to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette In the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their lies Trick cards fool the eye Carry zeros over till they add up Bury tears in the chapters you shut Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell And the rain's too plain to tell All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scarin himself I've been diggin the ground Thru the dust and the clouds I see miles and miles And the junkyard piles I wanted hope from a grave I wanted strength from a slave What gives you comfort now Might be the end of you then Crows are pullin at my clothes The wind got my fingers froze Standing all day keepin watch Over all the treasures we lost Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell And the rain's too plain to tell All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scarin himself I'm comin over See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I get older Climbin up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs runnin With a ring and a question And my shiverin voice is singing Thru a crack in the window I better go it alone Down on the corner See me standin On a makeshift road With the dust storm blowin In a long black shadow Pull a hammer from a coal mine Down where your daddy was workin Comb my hair back Strike a match on a bathroom wall Where my number was written Drivin on the sidewalk Lookin back and the sky is burning In my rearview mirror I better go it alone Two white horses in a line carrying me to my burying Ground some need diamonds some need love some need Cards some need luck Some need dollar bills lining their clothes All I need is all I need is two white horses in a line taking Me for my farewell ride some may say this might be Your last farewell ride I don't see the face of Kindness I don't hear the Mission bells I don't smell The morning roses all I see Is all I see is Two white horses in a line Carrying me to my burying ground Some may say this might be Your last farewell ride Hey now girl what's the matter with me We're on a back road something to see Straight as a razor kickin the dust Diggin thru ditches and fallin to rust Takin me far Far as a rental car can go Hey now girl at the end of the road Down where the reaper is walkin alone Singing a d**h knell Clappin along At the end of the night There's a road we'll be on Takin me far Far as a rental car can go 14 miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain To the landlord living inside my head Never paid my rent till the lights went dead Then I saw my sign comin up the road A dead ditch waiting for to bury my load On the avenues in the plain of day I threw a roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain Now hold your hand onto the plow Work your body till the sun goes down What's left of d**h is more than fear Let dust be dust and the good lord near It's a little too much to ask of faith It's a little late to wait for fate So tell the angels what you seen Scarecrow shadow on a Nazarene Kindness will find you When darkness has fallen Round your bed Kindness will follow Children will wander Till The end Get up son hit you head like a drum Weeds are all grown in vain Too much time I got too much time Living in a waste of space Take yourself don't break yourself Its all gonna be ok Get used to it don't lose your head Its all gonna be the same She knows send a message to her She knows get a message to her k** it dead but don't let it die there's a price sitting on your head Face it down don't turn it around Unless you wanna be where you been Take yourself don't break yourself Its all gonna be ok Get used to it don't lose your head Its all gonna be the same She knows send a ma**age to her She knows get a ma**age to her Spell out her name in cigarettes and knives tryin to see her Get her a ma**age on a dirty window tryin to see her I've been stripping the days off the sidewark and pavement The walls are all white and we're painting them whiter for the zig zag manline my radio's plastic And I've tasted the fodder of a saccharine ending Day job pay phone one in a trillion and the typecast heathen with the future all rancid Something to believe Something to believe Comin thru the barricades Cuttin the lines The red lights goin round Like insanity sirens The end of the galaxy The middle of the road Where the blackout moons Cut the weather of couls Black engines grind down Teeth are raw the rubber juggernaut Rots in a shattering jaw Helter skelter bulldozers Runnin over the block Where a pawn shop clock Is ticking out like a bomb Its a chain reaction Like a chain reactor blowing out of my arms Shoot every paranoid phantom Thats done me harm Like a desolate specter in a pummel of fists Kicking against the pricks Burning black like wicks They spit pig iron Tell you nothing is wrong Put a heart on a pike Sing a ressurection song For a paralysed mind in a kerosene jar Barracuda believer with a heathen guitar Apocolyptic nostalgia tokens Dark arts sell sail for antartica oceans Its a chain reaction I'll clap my hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin' I'll shake your dollar bill, and spend it all before the bombs'll k** me I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me Clap hands, that's right Clap hands, clap hands that's right Clap hands clap-clap hands I'll take my broken bell, and make it ring like a million churches I'll scratch that kind of itch, down in the ditch and switch my plates out I'll drive to San Francisco, d**h to disco take my shirt off I'll swim to Mexico, don't tell the mermaids where I'm goin' Clap hands, that's right Clap hands, clap hands that's right Clap hands clap-clap hands I'll clap me hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin' I'll shake your dollar bill, and spend it all before the bombs'll k** me I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me Clap hands, that's right clap hands, clap hands that's right Clap, clap I saw her, yeah I saw her With her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring, stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out with her dark sungla**es Walking crooked down the beach She spits on the sand Where their bones are bleaching And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I wouldn't try I saw her, yeah I saw her With her hands tied back, and her rags were burning Crawling out from a landfilled life Hands tied back Her rags are burnin' Hands tied back Her rags are burnin' Throw a coin in the fountain of dust White noise, her ears are ringing White noise, her ears are ringing Got a ticket for a midnight hanging Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And I know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I wouldn't try Tongues are... black tongues tied around the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Black tongue... are ringing... fists Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving My summer... my summer girl I see you there Your long black hair Your eyes just stare Your mind is turning You know I'll laugh And I won't take it back I've seen your eyes I know what you're thinking And one by one We'll shoot our guns We'll have fun Don't ever doubt it And when I say "Fare thee well My only friend" Oh how the days go Oh how the days go Your setting sun Your broken drum Your little d** I'll never forget you I'll never forget you I'll never forget you I prayed heaven today Would bring it's hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged all that I own Down a dirt road to find you And my shoes worn out and used They can't take me much furter Something always Takes the place of Missing pieces You can take and Put together even though You know there's something missing The sun burned a hole in my roof I can't seem to fix it And i hope the rain doesn't come And wash me down the gutter Something always Takes the place of Missing pieces You can take and Put together even though You know there's something missing Something always missing Always someone missing something Something always missing Always someone missing something I can't see her hollow eyes I'm walking along with my boots full of rocks I can't believe these tears are mine I'll give them to you to keep 'em in a box Looking for my place on a**embly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Bank notes, burn like broken equipment Looking for shelter via juxtaposition Thought control, those written confessions Two dimensions, dumb your head down Duck, don't look now, company missiles Power is raunchy when the cops are watching Make your dreams out of paper mache Clinched wasted hate taste-tested Hell yes, now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing (Please enjoy) Hell yes, now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs Hell yes, now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates (Please enjoy) Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct Stretched to the limit, attention spared Snap back the track, collapsin' the laugh tracks Noise response, applause and handclaps Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow Makin' points on the verge of pointless Fools anointed to the follower's fanfare Look for the common, not superficial Code Red Cola? War conformity crisis Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles With magic markers running out of their ink Lives and White Out, turn the lights out Fax machine anthems; get your damned hands up Hell yes, now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing (Please enjoy) Hell yes, now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs Hell yes, now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates (Please enjoy) Hell yes, now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct (Hi. Yeah, that's it Let me see Yea, that's it Let me see Yea, that's it Hi) Let me see, Yeah, that's it Let me see, seriously, Yea, that's it Yes Hi (I like your ba** Your beat is nice Yeah, that's it Yes. Yes.) Hell yes