You're it No, you're it Hey, you're really it You're it No I mean it, you're it Say it Don't spray it Spirit desire (face me) Spirit desire (don't displace me) Spirit desire We will fall
Miss me Don't dismiss me
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[Thurston] Everybody's talking 'bout the stormy weather And what's a man do To but work out whether it's true? Looking for a man with a focus and a temper Who can open up a map and see between one and two
Time to get it Before you let it Get to you
Here he comes now Stick to your guns And let him through
Everybody's coming from the winter vacation Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you You come running in on platform shoes With Marshall stacks To at least just give us a clue Ah, here it comes I know it's someone I knew
Teenage riot in a public station Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you
Now I see it I think I'll leave it out of the way Now I come near you And it's not clear why you fade away
Looking for a ride to your secret location Where the kids are setting up A free-speed nation, for you Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer That's rockin' And a cord and a pedal and a lock, That'll do me for now
It better work out I hope it works out my way 'Cause it's getting kind of quiet in my city's head Takes a teen age riot To get me out of bed right now
You better look it We're gonna shake it Up to him
He acts the hero We paint a zero On his hand
We know it's down We know it's bound too loose Everybody's sound is round it Everybody wants to be proud to choose So who's to take the blame for the stormy weather You're never gonna stop All the teenage leather and booze
It's time to go round A one man showdown Teach us how to fail
We're off the streets now And back on the road On the riot trail
Compositores: Thurston Joseph Moore (Thurston Moore), Kim Althea Gordon (Kim Gordon), Steven Jay Shelley (Steve Shelley), Lee M Ranaldo (Lee Ranaldo) ECAD: Obra #7213433