Soundgarden : Lollapalooza '92

Grunge / Etats-Unis
(1992 - Kiss The Stone (KTS))
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1. FACE POLLUTION

I can count it on my fingers
I've got all my reasons not to feel
I'm numb as rigor mortis
Scared by monkey faces
Drowned in shark fins

But I don't feel like feeling
Feeling like you

Now I'm in the mirror
Now it's getting clear
I fear that I'm in you
Now I'm into plastics
Now I've made a mask
It looks like fish heads

But I don't feel like feeling
Feeling like you

Face pollution (x4)


2. OUTSHINED

I got up feeling so down
I got off being sold out
I've kept the movie rolling
But the story's getting old now
I just looked in the mirror
Things aren't looking so good
I'm looking California
And feeling Minnesota

So now you know, who gets mystified
Show me the power child, I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies, gives me away
Till I'm up on my feet again
I'm feeling outshined

Someone let the dogs out
They'll show you where the truth is
The grass is always greener
Where the dogs are shedding
I'm feeling that I'm sober
Even though I'm drinking
I can't get any lower
Still I feel I'm sinking

So now you know, who gets mystified
Show me the power child, I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies, gives me away
Till I'm up on my feet again
I'm feeling outshined


3. GUN

I got an idea of something we can do with a gun
Sink load and fire till the empire
Reaps what they've sown
Shoot shoot shoot till their minds are open
Shoot shoot till their eyes are closed
Push push push till we get some motion
Push push till the bombs explode

I got an idea
We can do it
All on our own
Nothing to worry
Regret must weigh a ton
Kick kick kick till the laws are broken
Kick kick till the boots are worn
Hit hit hit till the truth is spoken
Hit hit till the truth is born

I got an idea of something we can do with a gun


4. JESUS CHRIST POSE

And you stare at me in your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out like you've been carrying a load
And you swear to me you don't want to be my slave
But you're staring at me like I need to be saved

In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
In your Jesus Christ pose

Thorns and shroud like it's the coming of the Lord
And I swear to you that I would never feed you pain
But you're staring at me like I'm driving the nails

In your Jesus Christ pose
And you stare at me
In your Jesus Christ pose

Arms held out like it's the coming of the Lord
And would it pay you more to walk on water
Than to wear a crown of thorns
It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich
Than to bury you poor
In your Jesus Christ pose


5. COP KILLER

Cop killer, yeah

I got my black shirt on
I got my black gloves on
I got my ski mask on
This shits been too long

I got my twelve gauge sawed off
I got my headlights turned off
I'm 'bout to bust some shots off
I'm 'bout to dust some cops off

I'm a cop killer, better you than me
Cop killer, fuck police brutality
Cop killer, I know your family's grieving
(Fuck 'em)
Cop killer, but tonight we get even, ha ha

I got my brain on hype
Tonight'll be your night
I got this long-assed knife
And your neck looks just right

My adrenalines pumpin'
I got my stereo bumpin'
I'm 'bout to kill me somethin'
A pig stopped me for nuthin'

Cop killer, better you than me
Cop killer, fuck police brutality
Cop killer, I know your mommas grieving
(Fuck her)
Cop killer, but tonight we get even, yeah

Die, die, die pig, die

Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police

Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police, yeah

Cop killer, better you than me
I'm a cop killer, fuck police brutality
Cop killer, I know your family's grieving
(Fuck 'em)
Cop killer, but tonight we get even, ha ha ha ha, yeah

Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police

Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police, break it down

Fuck the police, yeah
Fuck the police, for Darryl Gates
Fuck the police, for Rodney King
Fuck the police, for my dead homies

Fuck the police, for your freedom
Fuck the police, don't be a pussy
Fuck the police, have some muthafuckin' courage
Fuck the police, sing along

Cop killer
Cop killer
Cop killer
Cop killer

Cop killer, whaddyou wanna be when you grow up?
Cop killer, good choice
Cop killer, I'm a muthafuckin'
Cop killer

Cop killer, better you than me
Cop killer, fuck police brutality
Cop killer, I know your mommas grieving
(Fuck her)
Cop killer, but tonight we get even


6. HANDS ALL OVER

Hands all over the Eastern border
You know what? I think we're falling
From composure
Hands all over Western culture
Ruffling feathers and turning eagles into vultures

Got my arms around baby brother
Put your hands away
You're gonna kill your mother, kill your mother
And I love her

Hands all over the coastal waters
The crew men thank her
Then lay down their oily blanket
Hands all over the inland forest
In a striking motion trees fall down
Like dying soldiers

Hands all over the peasant's daughter
She's our bride
She'll never make it out alive
Hands all over the words I utter
Change them into what you want to
Like balls of clay
Put your hands away
You're gonna kill your mother
And I love her


7. RUSTY CAGE

You wired me awake
And hit me with a hand of broken nails
You tied my lead and pulled my chain
To watch my blood begin to boil

But I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Too cold to start a fire
I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
I'll take the river down to still water
And ride a pack of dogs

I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Hits like a Phillips head into my brain
It's gonna be too dark to sleep again
Cutting my teeth on bars and rusty chains
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

When the forest burns along the road
Like God's eyes in my headlights
When the dogs are looking for their bones
And it's raining icepicks on your steel shore

I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run


8. SLAVES AND BULLDOZERS

Every word I said is what I mean
Every word I said is what I mean
Everything I gave is what I need

Virgin eyes and dirty looks
On what I have and why I took
Counting all the hands I shook
Now I know why you've been shaking
Now I know why you've been shaking

So bleed your heart out
There's no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what's in it for me

Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've shown is what I feel

Buying lies and stealing jokes
And laughing every time I choke
Biding all the time you took
Now I know why you've been taken
Now I know why you've been taken

So bleed your heart out
There's no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what's in it for me



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