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Blind Melon lyrics
Album: Nico [1996]
| The Pusher | |
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This is shannon's interpretation of the song original written by hoyt axton
Snow flakes rolling over my ear, goose bumping 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
But I've never done nothing that my spirit couldn't kill
And I walk around with these tombstones in my eyes
But I know the pusher don't care, if you live or if you die.
And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man.
Godamn, godamn, godamn, godamn, God damn
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| Hell | |
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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
The sun, the moon, the stars
Is that what you're thinking that you are
As I'll disintegrate over time
If I expect my body to try and keep up with my mind
Today everything's mine
Today everything's mine
Today everything's mine
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| Soup | |
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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
All over a bowl of bitter beans
And outside way, way up high I got a quarter moon mist
Hanging' over me
And now, I want that rocking chair outta there
Cause he's no longer living here
It's no longer needed here
All over a bowl of bitter beans
All over a bowl of bitter beans
And I got a corner store and that's all the more
For me to praise upon the holidays
And now I'll close my eyes really, really tight
And make you all go away,
I'll make you all go all go away
And I'll pull the trigger and make it all go away
And I'll make it all go away, I'll make it all go away
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| No Rain (Ripped Away Version) | |
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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
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| Soul One | |
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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
How long take to realize she's the one
How long until I find my lost and lonely soul one
She was my soul one
She felt like the only one
She was the sun, the sky blue eyes
She was my soul one
Should of never taken the time
'cause I found myself living a lonely lie
You said, you left to find yourself
But I never, no I never got the chance to say good-bye
She was my soul one I though she was.......
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| John Sinclair | |
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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
Breathing air, like you and me
They gave him ten for two
They got Ali Otis too
Gotta set him free
Was he jailed for what he done
Or representing everyone
Free John now, if we can
From the clutchs of the man
Let him be, lift the lid
Bring him to his wife and kids
They gave him ten for two
What else can the bastards do
Gotta set him free
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| All That I Need | |
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All that I need is the air that I breathe
And all that I need are (all) things
I don't need
And all that really matters
Is what matters to me(hee..hee)
And who of (? ) you are like me
If I was to smile and I held out my hand (hold)
And opened it now would you not understand
Because you know if I'm to benefit I'll do everything that
I can (handle? )
And who of you are like me
It will make you feel good
Over my shoulder
It will get me down
And got me tied up
Til' I grow older
But feel me inside of you
Like you want it to
But is it just the pains in your head
That are thrilling me
Another life's...falling down onto it's knees
But I'll never smile the way
That I did like that day....
Everything will be ok......
It'll be ok......
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| Glitch | |
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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
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| Life Ain't So Shitty | |
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Life ain't so shitty
There's a lot that you can be
And ain't it a pity
But it's 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
And life ain't so shitty
There's a lot that you can be
And ain't it a pity
But it's alright, to smile back at me
And if we both go there
We can count on problems that I might not necessarily
Come in contact with if you don't know where I'm coming' from
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| Swallowed | |
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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
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I've got a lump in my throat
And it makes it hard to swallow
Telling me winning is now or never
Seems like nobody really cares
Because they're just killing my time
They're just killing my time
Don't you know they're just killing my time
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| Pull | |
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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, 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
Well I live more than what you'll ever know
But I'll give you more than what I'll ever show
I live more than what you'll ever know
And I give you more that what I'll ever show
More than I'll ever show
More than I'll ever show
More than I'll ever show
More than I'll ever show
More than I'll ever show
More than I'll ever show
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| St. Andrew's Hall | |
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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
One porch, one dog, one cockroach only way to be
I got sewage fruit and it's growing out back from roots
I don't know if they belong to me
But if I could buy the sky that's hangin'
Over this bed of mine
And if I could climb these vines
and maybe see what you're seein'
Sittin' at the edge of this building,
Twenty stories below,
A' twenty stories below
Twenty stories below
Twenty stories below
I can't tell you how many ways that I've sat,
And viewed my life today, but I can tell you
I don't think that I can find easier way
So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand
With a three armed man, you know I'll understand
(Pockets full of crappiness
Can't piece together my day
So I pose myself this question
Maybe sleeps gonna get me in the shade
I got my head buried in this pillow
I got my head buried in this pillow
So low...)
But you should have been in my shoes yesterday
You should have been in my shoes yesterday
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| Letters from a Porcupine | |
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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
So laddy why don't you come on over here
Letters from the porcupine
They'll stick straight through you
So read one anytime
You think you've made mistakes
Now we'll wait for later
Maybe the next in line will be
Someone who's Daddy's blood
Ran out next to Bush and it be him
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