fine place for a day full of breakdowns
takes more than a meltdown to show us how
throw a tack on the road, stop the meatplow
got a bullet but it ain't mine.
they got these pictures of everything
to break us down, yeah to break me down.
they make us hate and we make it bleed.
but I got a lover and yeah
she shows me how,
to understand it, yeah to understand
I got a brother and well
he show me how,
to make amends, yeah to make amends
with it
take a break from the mousetrap we call home
takes more than a message to make me smile
I can feel when she kisses me sleeping
but not when the news is on.
Stone Temple Pilots - Purple Album Lyrics
Stone Temple Pilots - Purple Lyrics
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Vasoline
one time a thing occured to me
what's real, and what's for sale?
blew a kiss and tried to take it home
it isn't you, isn't me
search for things you can't see
going blind, out of reach
somewhere in the vaseline
two times and it has rendered me
punch drunk and without bail
think I'd be safer all alone
flys in the vasoline we are
sometimes it blows my mind
keep getting stuck here all the time
you'll see the look and you'll see the lies
you'll eat the lies, and you will.
it isn't you, isn't me
search for things you can't see
going blind, out of reach
somewhere in the vasoline.
what's real, and what's for sale?
blew a kiss and tried to take it home
it isn't you, isn't me
search for things you can't see
going blind, out of reach
somewhere in the vaseline
two times and it has rendered me
punch drunk and without bail
think I'd be safer all alone
flys in the vasoline we are
sometimes it blows my mind
keep getting stuck here all the time
you'll see the look and you'll see the lies
you'll eat the lies, and you will.
it isn't you, isn't me
search for things you can't see
going blind, out of reach
somewhere in the vasoline.
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Lounge Fly
it's ok, it's ok, ok relieve me
pins in me, pins in me, in me you kill me
the lounge fly
the lounge fly
the fly you bring me
I think I'm free but the dogs they
won't release me
I can't give what I take away
and the other understands
she said she'd be my woman
she said she'd be my man
I can't live this way
please refill my soul
don't have a nickel or a dollar but
you feed me
my bottle's empty but you always
refuel me
I feel I'm sinking but you won't
let me drown me
I wanna f*ck, wanna f*ck
but do you need me?
pins in me, pins in me, in me you kill me
the lounge fly
the lounge fly
the fly you bring me
I think I'm free but the dogs they
won't release me
I can't give what I take away
and the other understands
she said she'd be my woman
she said she'd be my man
I can't live this way
please refill my soul
don't have a nickel or a dollar but
you feed me
my bottle's empty but you always
refuel me
I feel I'm sinking but you won't
let me drown me
I wanna f*ck, wanna f*ck
but do you need me?
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Interstate Love Song
Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
For what I've read between the lines
Your lies
Feeling like a hand in rusted chains
So do you laugh at those who cry?
Reply
Leaving on a Southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things you said to me
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
With all I've said and all that's dead for you
You lied
Goodbye
Leaving on a Southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things I said to you
For what I've read between the lines
Your lies
Feeling like a hand in rusted chains
So do you laugh at those who cry?
Reply
Leaving on a Southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things you said to me
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
With all I've said and all that's dead for you
You lied
Goodbye
Leaving on a Southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things I said to you
Writer: Dean DeLeo, Robert Emile DeLeo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Still Remains
our bed we live, our bed we sleep
making love and I become you
flesh is warm with naked feet
stabbing thorns and you become me
oh, I'd beg for you. Oh, you know I'll beg for you.
pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
if you should die before me
ask if you can bring a friend
pick a flower, hold your breath
and drift away...
she holds my hand we share a laugh,
slipping orange blossom breezes
love is still and sweat remains
a cherished gift unselfish feeling...
oh, I'd beg for you. Oh, you know I'll beg for you.
pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
if you should die before me
ask if you can bring a friend
pick a flower, hold your breath
and drift away...
she tells me things, I listen well
drink the wine and save the water
skin is smooth, I steal a glance
dragon flies "er" gliding over...
oh, I'll beg for you. Oh, you know I'll beg for you.
pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
if you should die before me
ask if you can bring a friend
pick a flower, hold your breath
and drift away...
making love and I become you
flesh is warm with naked feet
stabbing thorns and you become me
oh, I'd beg for you. Oh, you know I'll beg for you.
pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
if you should die before me
ask if you can bring a friend
pick a flower, hold your breath
and drift away...
she holds my hand we share a laugh,
slipping orange blossom breezes
love is still and sweat remains
a cherished gift unselfish feeling...
oh, I'd beg for you. Oh, you know I'll beg for you.
pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
if you should die before me
ask if you can bring a friend
pick a flower, hold your breath
and drift away...
she tells me things, I listen well
drink the wine and save the water
skin is smooth, I steal a glance
dragon flies "er" gliding over...
oh, I'll beg for you. Oh, you know I'll beg for you.
pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
if you should die before me
ask if you can bring a friend
pick a flower, hold your breath
and drift away...
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Pretty Penny
have you seen your mother girl?
has she gone away?
gone away and found the pearl
but the price she paid
gone
when you wake in the morning
gone
when you find that there's no one sleeping
gone
pretty penny was her name
she was loved and we all will miss her
how far will you go I say,
just to bait a mouse?
shorter lived and longer gone,
can you figure out?
have you lost your sister girl?
she's all but blown away
blown away and lost the pearl
and the price she paid
has she gone away?
gone away and found the pearl
but the price she paid
gone
when you wake in the morning
gone
when you find that there's no one sleeping
gone
pretty penny was her name
she was loved and we all will miss her
how far will you go I say,
just to bait a mouse?
shorter lived and longer gone,
can you figure out?
have you lost your sister girl?
she's all but blown away
blown away and lost the pearl
and the price she paid
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Silvergun Superman
find you in the dark
read you like a cheap surprise
without shame
sell me out, and frame your name
I can hear when the pig whispers sweetly
jealousy is the weapon you kill me
keep a dime for a truth you might tell
you toed the line, and I know it was mine
couldn't hide, write a wave, ride a lie
let me know, can I friend ask you why?
rolling back the days
with my friend I love to play
the "little one"
superman with silver gun
I can hear when the pig whispers sweetly
jealousy is the weapon you kill me
keep a dime for a truth you might tell
wait for me, take a dive take a piece of my life
(leave me numb)
wait for me, tell a lie, try to take my life
(leave me numb)
wait for me, take a dive take a piece of my life
(leave me numb)
close to me, and I'll leave you numb
read you like a cheap surprise
without shame
sell me out, and frame your name
I can hear when the pig whispers sweetly
jealousy is the weapon you kill me
keep a dime for a truth you might tell
you toed the line, and I know it was mine
couldn't hide, write a wave, ride a lie
let me know, can I friend ask you why?
rolling back the days
with my friend I love to play
the "little one"
superman with silver gun
I can hear when the pig whispers sweetly
jealousy is the weapon you kill me
keep a dime for a truth you might tell
wait for me, take a dive take a piece of my life
(leave me numb)
wait for me, tell a lie, try to take my life
(leave me numb)
wait for me, take a dive take a piece of my life
(leave me numb)
close to me, and I'll leave you numb
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Big Empty
Driving faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
Falling faster in my car
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today
No conversation
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long, to wait too long
To wait too long
Too much walking, shoes worn thin
Too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin
Time to catch a ride, it leaves today
Her name is what it means
Too much walking, shoes worn thin
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today
No conversation
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long, to wait too long
To wait too long
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today
No conversation
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long, to wait too long
To wait too long
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Falling farther from just what we are
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
Falling faster in my car
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today
No conversation
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long, to wait too long
To wait too long
Too much walking, shoes worn thin
Too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin
Time to catch a ride, it leaves today
Her name is what it means
Too much walking, shoes worn thin
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today
No conversation
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long, to wait too long
To wait too long
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today
No conversation
Time to take her home
Her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait too long, to wait too long
To wait too long
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Writer: Scott Weiland, Dean Deleo, Robert Emile Deleo, Eric Kretz
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Unglued
Moderation is masturbation
What is what and what makes you feel good?
All these things I think about I think about
They always come unglued
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
This confusion is my illusion
Nowhere to look but nowhere to find ya
All these things I'm sick about I'm sick about
They always come unglued
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
Moderation is masturbation
What is what and what makes you feel good?
All these things I think about I think about
They always come unglued
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
Yeah, well
What is what and what makes you feel good?
All these things I think about I think about
They always come unglued
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
This confusion is my illusion
Nowhere to look but nowhere to find ya
All these things I'm sick about I'm sick about
They always come unglued
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
Moderation is masturbation
What is what and what makes you feel good?
All these things I think about I think about
They always come unglued
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
Yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this thing it's comin' over me
I got this feeling comin' over me
Over me
Yeah, well
Writer: Dean Deleo, Robert Emile Deleo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Army Ants
you don't look but you kick me
you can't feel but you hit me
you can't live with the way I pray
why we all have to look this way
I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain
time, time is not on my side
cause the way I am
gotta gotta now gotta find the reason why
a woman ain't a man
you don't look but you kick me
you can't feel but you hit me
you can't deal with the way I pray
why do you all have to think this way
I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain
fall in those single file lines
like army ants
yeah, fall on into those single file lines
and complete the plan
you can't feel but you hit me
you can't live with the way I pray
why we all have to look this way
I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain
time, time is not on my side
cause the way I am
gotta gotta now gotta find the reason why
a woman ain't a man
you don't look but you kick me
you can't feel but you hit me
you can't deal with the way I pray
why do you all have to think this way
I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain
fall in those single file lines
like army ants
yeah, fall on into those single file lines
and complete the plan
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Kitchenware & Candybars
Somebody told me, I know where to go
Somebody showed me, I was last to know
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
What I wanted, is what I wanted
What I wanted is what she wanted
Unfriendly feelings, down on wounded knee
Unfriendly reasons, some blind mother's need
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
What I wanted, is what we wanted
What we wanted is what she wanted
You read the words and it sells you life
They sell their words, but it's all a lie
Somebody told me, I know where to go
Somebody showed me, I was last to know
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
What I wanted, is what I wanted
What we wanted is what we wanted
What I wanted, is what I wanted
What we wanted is what she wanted
The second album
Twelve precious melodies
Worth listening
Hope you enjoy them
Like if it's sung to me
Listen to twelve great tunes
Playing on your stereo
Dining and dancing too
Entertain on the piano
The second album
Twelve gracious melodies
To listen
Include this number
Keeping you company
Well getting on the record soon
Grooving on an afternoon
That's on my album too
This album cover
Looks similar like Johnny Mathis
For Mathis lovers this album has his style
Beautiful numbers are heard on the car radio
After all records are cut in the recording studio
My second album
One dozen melodies to listen
Include this number
Keeping in company
Well, hoping that this record sells
Singing by our wishing well
That's on my album too
Somebody showed me, I was last to know
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
What I wanted, is what I wanted
What I wanted is what she wanted
Unfriendly feelings, down on wounded knee
Unfriendly reasons, some blind mother's need
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
What I wanted, is what we wanted
What we wanted is what she wanted
You read the words and it sells you life
They sell their words, but it's all a lie
Somebody told me, I know where to go
Somebody showed me, I was last to know
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
Sell me down the river
What I wanted, is what I wanted
What we wanted is what we wanted
What I wanted, is what I wanted
What we wanted is what she wanted
The second album
Twelve precious melodies
Worth listening
Hope you enjoy them
Like if it's sung to me
Listen to twelve great tunes
Playing on your stereo
Dining and dancing too
Entertain on the piano
The second album
Twelve gracious melodies
To listen
Include this number
Keeping you company
Well getting on the record soon
Grooving on an afternoon
That's on my album too
This album cover
Looks similar like Johnny Mathis
For Mathis lovers this album has his style
Beautiful numbers are heard on the car radio
After all records are cut in the recording studio
My second album
One dozen melodies to listen
Include this number
Keeping in company
Well, hoping that this record sells
Singing by our wishing well
That's on my album too
Writer: Dean Deleo, Eric Kretz, Robert Emile Deleo, Scott Richard Weiland
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Purple (stylized on the cover art in its Chinese character 紫) is the second studio album by the American rock band Stone Temple Pilots, released on June 7, 1994, by Atlantic Records. The album, building on the foundation laid by the band's debut album Core (1992), was a major commercial success, debuting at No. 1 on the Billboard 200 with 252,000 copies sold in its first week.
It remained at the top of the chart for three weeks, eventually selling over six million copies. It spawned a number of successful singles; "Vasoline" and "Interstate Love Song" both topped the Mainstream Rock Tracks chart and reached number 2 on the Modern Rock Tracks chart, while "Big Empty" also reached the top ten on both charts. Lesser known album cuts "Pretty Penny" and "Unglued" were released as promotional radio singles.
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Stone Temple PilotsIt remained at the top of the chart for three weeks, eventually selling over six million copies. It spawned a number of successful singles; "Vasoline" and "Interstate Love Song" both topped the Mainstream Rock Tracks chart and reached number 2 on the Modern Rock Tracks chart, while "Big Empty" also reached the top ten on both charts. Lesser known album cuts "Pretty Penny" and "Unglued" were released as promotional radio singles.
Genre(s): Grunge, hard rock, alternative rock, psychedelic rock
Producer(s): Brendan O'Brien
Length: 46:59
Released: June 7th, 1994
Year: 1994