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Power Trip - Monster Magnet

album  : Power Trip
groupe : Monster Magnet
sortie   : 1998

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Crop Circle

Come on...
I was born underwater, I dried out in the sun,
I started humping volcano's baby when I was too young,
I started surfing the madhouse, and I decided to stay,
I got an itch in my cosmic pocket and it won't go away,

Instead of dragging your swamp for your lost love
Come to me I'm your living crop circle...yeah

Like a lamb to the slaughter, like a peach in the sun,
I'll curl you up in my flame pit baby until your way over done,
I came up from the ground, I came down from the sky,
And I'm grabbing her knees like a worm with a mission,
Cause I'm made out of salt and I'm made out of coal,
And I live like a king in a ?

Instead of 'make you a man'; 'make you a monkey'
Throw your head in the living crop circle

Let me tell you about it
Let me tell you about it...come on,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm your living crop circle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm your living crop circle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm your living crop circle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm your living crop circle

Powertrip

Who's gonna teach you how to dance ?
Who's gonna show you how to fly ?
Who's gonna call you on the lame-dope-smoking,
Slackin' little sucker you are ?

Who's gonna get you from behind ?
Who's gonna ring your little bell ?
Who's gonna con you into buying a television set revolution they sell ?

When are you gonna blow the game ?
When are you gonna blow the screen?
When will you tell them that the crap doesn't last
And you found a way to make your own dreams

The crap doesn't last and you found a way to make yourself scream

Well I died a million times
And I picked my culture well
And I built myself a gate
They can all now go to hell

I'm never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said I'm gonna be fixed up right
I'm never gonna work another day in my life
I'm way too busy powertripping
But I'm gonna shed you some light

Get down!

Who's gonna teach you how to dance ?
Who's gonna show you how to fly ?
When you get tired of the crap baby move over here and maybe buy some of
mine

I'm never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said I'm gonna be fixed up right
I'm never gonna work another day in my life
I'm way too busy powertripping
But I'm gonna shed you some light

I'm never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said I'm gonna be fixed up right
I'm never gonna work another day in my life
I'm way too busy powertripping
But I'm gonna shed you some light

Space Lord

I've been stuffed in your pocket for the last hundred days
When I don't get my bath I take it out on the slaves
So grease up your baby for the ball on the hill
Polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills

and sing... Space Lord Mother

Huh! Uh huh

There's a car in the field now in a column of flame
With two doors to choose but only one bears your name
You've been drinking my blood well I've been licking your wounds
I'll shave off the pitch now in the scope of your tune

You'll sing... Space Lord Mother

I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit
I sing your blues every day
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two yeah
I ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you

Well I sing

Built in my nightmares and using my name
You're stroking my cortex and you know I'm insane
I'm squeezed out in hump drive and drownin' in love
Encompass them all to a position above

Well I sing... Space Lord Mother

I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit
I sing your blues every day
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two yeah
I ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you

Well I sing... Space Lord Mother

I lost my soul when I fell to earth
My planets called me to the void of my birth
The time has come for me to kill this game
Now open wide and say my name

Space Lord Mother

Temple Of Your Dreams

Wake up baby 'cause I'm coming to you from the future.
Don't be surprised when I'm sitting at the foot of your bed.
I bring you a light you could never see in the daytime,
Planting the seed of my perfume in your head.

Well I've wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever.
And I've paid all the god damn dues that I want to pay.

Never let them hear you beg.
Never let them know.
Your pillow nest of a dripping god
Is a place you go alone.

But late at night I hear you cry.
Your taste for dirt just makes me smile.
My purple tablet turns to goo.
Have I got something warm for you.

Well I've wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever.
And I've paid all the god damn dues that I wanna pay.
If I can't slip into the 13th house of your twilight, baby yeah.
I'll plant a bomb in the temple of your dreams.
I'll plant a bomb in your temple of your dreams yeah.

Wake up baby 'cause I'm coming to you from the future.
And don't be surprised when I'm floating above your bed.
I bring you a god you could never love in the daytime.
Nailing the seed of my perfume in your head.

Well I've wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever
And I've paid all the god damn dues that I wanna pay
If I can't slip into the 13th house of your twilight, baby yeah.
I'll plant a bomb in the temple of your dreams
I'll plant a bomb in the temple of your dreams
Temple of your dreams
Temple of your dreams
Temple of your dreams

Bummer

You're looking for the one who fucked your mom
It's not me
It's not me

You're looking for the one who made you cry
That's not me
It's not me

If you wanna stuff your garbage in that hole
Oh, baby I'm your man of the hour

You think the world's got the evil eye on you
That's not true
That's not true

The only one I see causing major pain
Is just you
It's just you

If you wanna spank your demons and make 'em pay
Then baby I'm your man of the hour

Some people go to bed with Lucifer
Then they cry when they don't greet the day with God

I know life's a bummer baby
But that's got precious little to do with me

You think you've found the one most like yourself
And that's me
Yeah that's me

You're sure we've known each other all our lives
That could be
That could be

If you wanna spank your demons and make 'em pay
Then baby I'm your man of the hour

Some people go to bed with Lucifer
Then they cry, cry, cry when they don't greet the day with God

I know life's a bummer baby
But that's got precious little to do with me
I know life's a bummer baby
But that's got nothing at all
To do with me

I needed a small vacation
So they put me on a train
They called it "rehabilitation"
Oh, but here I am again
It's against my second nature
Not to to chase you down that hole
I need a fistful of medication
Just to keep it in my pants

Ain't nothing like it

You're looking for the one who fucked your mom
It's not me
It's not me

You're looking for the one who made you cry
It's not me
That's not me

If you wanna spank your demons and make 'em pay
Then baby I'm your man of the hour

Some people go to bed with Lucifer
Then they cry, cry, cry when they don't greet the day with God

I know life's a bummer baby
But that's got precious little to do with me
I know life's a bummer baby
But that's got damn nothing at all
To do with me

Baby Gotterdamerung

I read a book today
It made me think of a life I led
It seemed so far away, but then I wouldn't call it dead
I see a name or two and the ghosts just start to roam
I had 'em locked away
It seems they've cut their own parole

Now face the music, son
Some people live to remember when
But you're no storage space
You've lived a dozen lives since then
So what would Modok do if his memory got too full ?
He'd find a powersource and then he'd pick what plugs to pull

I looked in the mirror and somebody blew up
I turned on my TV and somebody blew up
I learned how to lie well and somebody blew up
I learned how to live true and somebody blew up

My brain was still today
Just taking a little death
Just like the doctors say:
I never get that kind of rest
The movie's on again
They got me nullifying ghosts
I'm better dead than red
I guess I'll never get off the boat

I looked in the mirror and somebody blew up
I turned on my tv and somebody blew up
I learned how to lie well and somebody blew up
I learned how to live true and somebody blew up

19 Witches

You're floating there you're handing me, a snake inside a jar,
It's just to cool, I do believe, you're what you say you are,
How many days was I in that psychotic submarine
I stumbled out, I took my turn, and now I've made your scene

And I am cross, a sacrifice, and born in Vietnam,
You'll take me home in your machine and tell me about your plan

Come-on on in
Come-on on in
And put your hands on me
Come-on on in
Come-on on in
My love will set your free

I said woa, ho, ho, I'm in love again
Woa, ho, ho, you're so strange
I said woa, ho, ho, I'm in love again
Woa, ho, ho, you're so strange...so very strange

They'll hang me here, they'll make me pay, if I do what they don't like
So cast your sin quick and bite my lip, and screw my brain up tight

Come-on on in
Come-on on in
And put your claws in me
Come-on on in
Come-on on in
In tune of my machine

I said woa, ho, ho, I'm in love again
Woa, ho, ho, you're so strange...so very strange
Strange little baby...strange little baby...

3rd Eye Landslide

Come on, Baby, skim the top with me
I'll tell you stories 'bout victory
I used to be a dreamer just like you
And then my pocket told me what to do

All things are looking good from where I sit
Or in the United States of who gives a shit
Sucking love from wherever I can
Cashing Satan's checks with my dick in my hand

Talkin' 'bout a free ride
Talkin' 'bout a landslide
You wanted all the 3rd eye, Baby
I'm talkin' 'bout a landslide

Now I'm living on top of it

Sweet little slive, I'll give you what you need
Just give your court and your soul to me

Talkin' 'bout a free ride
Talkin' 'bout a landslide
You wanted all the 3rd eye, Baby
I'm talkin' 'bout a landslide

Now I'm living on top of it

See You In Hell

A little room on 7th street is getting cold
And secrets sing like mescaline
They don't get old
I saw a pattern on a blanket just the other day
It looked just like the pillow you threw away

You were like a zombie
When you told me what you did that day
And I drove out to the meadowlands
To throw our baby away
What time and snow couldn't bury
Years of forgotten guilt
That little body's calling, rising up
From under a Jersey landfill

I just woke up the other night
And now I know what to do
I just woke up the other night girl
And now I know what to do

I guess I'll see you in hell

A creature's waitin' for a battle in the ancient swamp
Your pissing on the pyramids
Ain't gonna move things along
So pack your scars and your makeup
And give your money to the poor
Cos you've been riding a twenty gauged ticket
Into reality's door

The TV's gone and you've been half an hour paid
And your punkrock band still sucks anyway
I was talking to Jesus through a hole in the floor
He said our time is up, we can't stay anymore
No more

A little room on 7th street is getting cold
And secrets sing like mescaline
They don't get old
I saw a pattern on a blanket just the other day
It looked just like the pillow you threw away

Tractor

Well my buddy Jo gave me a laughing pill
Well it tasted like shit and it gave me the chills
I saw his girlfriend's face in a bucket of water
He said a buck for the snatch and a nibble a quarter

Well I'm telling you freaks, I've eyes in the back of my head
And I can hear you laughing at me when I'm lying in bed
You better be righteous when you're cutting me up
Cause you'll be doing it (wrong) and I'll be fucking you up

I got a nail in my head and I know that I'm gone
When I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm
Got a knife in my back got a hole in my arm
When I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm
Got a nail in my head and I know that I'm gone
When I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm
Got a knife in my back got a hole in my arm
I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm...get down

I got a nail in my head and I know that I'm gone
When I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm
Got a knife in my back got a hole in my arm
When I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm
Got a nail in my head and I know that I'm gone
When I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm
Got a knife in my back got a hole in my arm
I'm driving the tractor on the drug farm...all right

Atomic Clock

The moon crashed into the desert
It gave me my brand new home
These souls gone to feed in my crater
I eat 'em as fast as they come

I dig your love and affection
I dig your voice on the phone
So pour some coins in my crater
I spend 'em as fast as they come

A greased up atomic pavillion
A great way to swallow my time
But I do think I need a stronger witness
To watch me blow my mind

You ain't digging on my questions
And I know I ain't digging on your lies
Keep on selling me my future
And I'll keep on wearing my disguise

Bullshit may last forever
But my fuse gets shorter every day
I'd be glad to take your money
But gladder to burn it all away

So won't you put my dick in plastic
And put my brain in a jar
If there's something left of my spirit
It'll find you where you are

Still so goddamn hungry
I'm feeding off my own bones
So lay me out in my crater
And nuke me 'til I glow

Goliath And The Vampires

[ Instrumental ]

Your Lies Become You

How did I get here without you ?
It's a miracle we're all sane
We're kinda like sucked in a vacuume
Of booking a flight on a doomed plane
Well you claimed you could read the future
And I'd say that you've nailed that down

You still want everyone to love you
Well here's a tip of my hat to you, Big Brain:
Do you really believe they can't see through
A circus punk playing a foul game ?
Let me cast you a light, one that's natural
And with me you can strike that pose yeah
And you melt for the camera
'Cause your lies become you
Yes, your lies become you
Yes, your lies become you after all

How am I living without you ?
Mmm I'm not even sure now that I'm sane
But this little dog's got enough sense
To know not to sleep in the cold rain
Yeah yeah yeah

How are you doing without me ?
I'm sure you've found some new game
I never wanted to miss you
But then I never thought I could take pain
Hope it's warmer for you, princess
I in fact hope it's hot as hell
And you get what you asked for
'Cause your lies become you
Yes, your lies become you
Yes, your lies become you after all

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