Bush - Sixteen Stone Lyrics
Everything Zen
There must be something we can eat
Maybe find another lover
Should I fly to Los Angeles
Find my asshole brother
Minnie mouse has grown up a cow
Dave's on sale again
We kissy kiss in the rear view
We're so bored
You're to blame
Try to see it once my way
Everything zen
Everything zen
I don't think so
Raindogs howl for the century
A million dollars a steak
As you search for your demi-god
And you fake with a saint
There's no sex in your violence
There's no sex in your violenc
Try to see it once my way
Everything zen
Everything zen
I don't think so
I don't believe that elvis is dead
I don't believe that elvis is dead
I don't believe that elvis is, elvis is
There's no sex in your violence
Writer: Gavin Rossdale
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Swim
Could not believe
Came here today
Helmet was on
You blew me away
House is on fire
We're naked again
Maybe all we need
Is water and friends
Shackles and chains
Won't keep me away
Temple is you
And my brow is insane
I want to be just like you
I want to feel right through you
I want to see just with you
I want to live
I want to die you
Thinning ice
14 hairdryers
Swimming to you
Flame on earth desire
Poor on the rise
Rich on the fall
This cripple's with you
Fame is a whore
I want to fit inside you
I want to room inside you
If money talks I want to buy you
I want to die
I want to die
I want to live you
I'm not scared of you
Gave up on drugs
If I make it through
The jaws of love
Jaws of love
You give
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Bomb
wanted to buy you shiny red things
thought I'd be with you until the end
how did I know that I would be there
blow me away
see if I care
death of a future
goodbye to my friends
wish I could see you all again
family hollow
family real
wish you were here see how I feel
kill a man
kill a girl
kill a man
kill a girl
jekyll in you
brins out the wired in me
I have no defense
I'm all that you see
the night is a bomb blast
the night is on fire
sing with me in the gasoline choir
and you say you want to change our minds
I've paid for your belief with mine
of all the bravest stands in ti;me
you stoop so low you'll never rise
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Little Things
I bleach the sky
Every night
Loaded on wrong
And further from right
Spinning around
Two howling moons
'Cause they're always there
Whatever I do
The river is loaded
I've been there today
Took it some questions
She does me again
I'd die in your arms
If you were dead too
Here comes a lie
We will always be true
Going up when coming down
Scratch away, away, away, away
It's the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh the little things that kill
That little thing that kill
The bigger you give bigger you get
We're boss at denial
But best at forget
Cupboard is empty we really need food
Summer is winter and you always knew
Going up when coming down
Scratch away
It's the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh little little little
Little little little
Little little little
I touch your mouth my will is food
Addicted to love I'm addicted to bull-shit
I kill you once I kill you again
We're starving and crude
Welcome my friends to
To the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh that little little little
Little little little
Here it comes that little things
Here it comes that little ah ah ah ah little, little
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Comedown
Love and hate get it wrong
she cut me right back down to size
sleep the day let it fade
who was there to take your place
no one knows never will
mostly me but mostly you
do you say do you do
when it all comes down
cause I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
it's taken me all this time to find out what I need
And I'm doing fine now
there is no blame only shame
when you beg you just complain
the more I come the more I try
all police are paranoid
so am I so's the future
so are you be a creature
do you say do you do
when it all comes down
cause I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
it's taken me all this time to find out what I need
i don't wanna come back down from this cloud
it's taken me all this all this...
Love and hate get it wrong
cut me right back down to size
sleep the day just let it fade
who was there to take your place
no one knows never will
mostly me but mostly you
do you say do you do
when it all comes down
cause I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
it's taken me all this time to find out what I need
I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
it's taken me all this all this time...
I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
this cloud (bisx3)
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Body
Hush child, lay your sweet lips on me
This greed, bigger than you and me
Will you come again
Body
Tongue tied and a visceral third degree
Feel warm, center of gravity
Wash us all away
Body never lies
Will you come again
Will we stay friends
Oh you paralyze
There are times when I wish
That I was you
Thick skinned, cities you drive me through
Better than me, you're a woman
Seven days and my system is free again
We rise, lose it on oblivion
Falling away, sorry for the way
Your child is on fire
Lick these my ruby lips
Drop your protein pills
Better just to lose yourself
We kiss we kiss we kiss
Pretty words could never say
Will you come again
Writer: Gavin Rossdale
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Machinehead
Breathe in breathe out
Tied to a wheel fingers got to feel
I spin on a whim I slide to the right
I felt you like electric light
For our love
For our fear
For our rise against the years and years
Got a machinehead better than the rest
Green to red machinehead
And I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Deaf dumb and thirty
Starting to deserve this
Leaning on my conscience wall
Blood is like wine
Unconscious all the time
If I had it all again
I'd change it all
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Testosterone
I'm a man
I'm real proud of my manhood
I like to smoke
ten thousand cigarettes
eight ball
I could climb any fountain
I never cry
I only bawl when I'm losing
and I've never been wrong
never been wrong
I'm looking so good
looking so good
got a big gold gun
got a big gold bullet
and I guess you could say
I'm real full of it
I'm real full of it
I'm real straight
you wanna see my peccadillos
hot dog 7:30 every morning
big into war
big into war
I am a whore
I am a whore
got a big gold gun
I shave with Gillette
shave with Gillette
and I'm patting my back
patting my back
got a big gold bullet
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Monkey
The mind is all we kiss everything
We say we love it's the skin we're in
You're a retrograde a vacancy
You're the one I love
The hate in me
Lazy day on a darker breed
To have is not what it's made to be
You come alone on a mass attack
Sucking your tantric suck
Fooling your one-eyed cat
We don't mind
We deviate our gravy brains
Set em on fire they're all the same
I am lion face
No sancho panza
I'm riddled by you
I could've been better
I'm a monkey on a drip
Sucker monkey on a drip
You take such pretty photos
When will you be worthy of your good side
Where will you be
When the clouds break
And it all takes
Just a little more than you have
We don't mind
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Glycerine
It must be your skin, I'm sinking in
Must be for real 'cause now I can feel
And I didn't mind, it's not my kind
It's not my time to wonder why
Everything gone white, everything's grey
Now you're here, now you're away
I don't want this, remember that
I'll never forget where you're at
Don't let the days go by
Glycerine
Glycerine
I'm never alone, I'm alone all the time
Are you at one or do you lie?
We live in a wheel where everyone steals
But when we rise, it's like strawberry fields
If I treated you bad, you'd bruise my face
Couldn't love you more, you've got a beautiful taste
Don't let the days go by
Could've been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to
Should've been easier by three
Our old friend fear and you and me
Glycerine
Glycerine
Don't let the days go by
Glycerine
Don't let the days go by
Glycerine, glycerine
Oh, glycerine, glycerine
Bad moon white again
Bad moon white again
As she falls around me
I needed you more, you wanted us less
Could not kiss, just regress
It might just be clear, simple and plain
Well, that's just fine, that's just one of my names
Don't let the days go by
Could've been easier on you, you, you
Glycerine
Glycerine
Glycerine
Glycerine
Writer: Gavin Rossdale
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Alien
well the satellite comes and goes
we give each other all we know
in silence we still talk
by the light of the stereo waltz
and will you rain down
in your cinematic love truck
I want to hold you like nothing's going to stop us
she come to take me away
its all that I needed
I don't breathe another lover
flicker on a T.V. screen
everything's more than it seems
the mighty backward fall
stare at the lights on the wall
I swear to this
she felt like velvet
second blond child she meant it
she come to take me away
its all that I needed
I don't breathe another lover
I'm an alien
you're an alien
it's a beautiful rain
beautiful rain
beautiful rain
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs