god? is a dj / dj? is a god

Hamburg-O

Heartbreaking Music

I've already come to terms
With bridges I have burned
We all make mistakes

We keep preparing for the worst
So it won't seem adverse
Just like we rehearsed

Click, two, three, heartbreaking music
So close to loss we use it

How much honesty's healthy
Say what's on your mind
The only way to be

Drugs are only for dessert
Do your homework first
We don't administer the cure for that thirst

'Cause it's always been heartbreaking music
So close to death we use it
Killing

Writing this over and over
It'll never mend

I am the jest malignant cell
Playwright to your hell
I think I knew you well

But I wish I were as smart as you
I could have changed your mind
Would have, should have, the question 'til I die

But it's always been heartbreaking music
So close to life we abuse it
Killing

~~~ 1993 ~~~

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins so i'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs
spray paint the vegetables
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat
someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain about
a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don't believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

(yo, cut it)

Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(double-barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
'cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
one's on the pole shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
the daytime crap with the folksinger slop
he hung himself with a guitar string
slap the turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
you can't write if you can't relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax
fallin' on a termite, who's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body pierce)

(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....

(I'm a driver I'm a winner, things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Bleh)
Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Sprechen sie Deutsch, baby)
Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)

Paris Nov 07