Don't try so hard to be different The cracks are beginning to show You drift like a cloud Through the festival crowd In a frock coat from Saville Row You've just been to an all-night party Where I have to admit it takes pluck To go out of the floor And proclaim 'What a bore' In a T-shirt that reads 'Disco Sucks' Yes, here he comes, the not-so-young Pretender to the throne He's singing 'Rag, Momma, Rag' Won't you give that poor dog a bone? And he's wondering why we can't connect When he's sworn to us that he's totally wrecked On the rustic charm that he affects On a public schoolboy whim With a raggle taggle plastic gypsy Robert Zimmerframe With a synthesized accordian A-scramblin' up my brain With a fiddle-dee-dee A fiddle on high Excuse me folks while I kiss the sky Or at any rate give it one more try Before I die Before I die The overrated hit the stage Overpaid and over here And their idea on counter-culture's Momma's charge accounts at Sears And they're wondering why we can't connect With the ritual of the trashed guitar One more paltry empty gesture The ashes of a burned out star Yes here they come, both old and young A contact low or high The gathering of the tribes descending Vultures from a caustic sky The rotting carcase of July an ugly sun hung out to dry Your gorgeous hippy dreams are dying Your frazzled brains are putrifying Repackaged, sold and sanitized The devil's music exorcised You live, you die, you lie, you lie, you die Perpetuate the lie Just perpetuate the lie Yes yes yes it's the summer festival The truly detestable Summer festival
I've never known a girl like you before Now just like in a song from days of yore Here you come a-knockin', knockin' on my door And I've never met a girl like you before You give me just a taste, so I want more Now my hands are bleeding and my knees are raw 'Cause now you've got me Crawlin' crawlin' on the floor And I've never known a girl like you before You've made me acknowledge the devil in me I hope to God I'm talkin' metaphorically I hope that I'm talkin' allegorically Know that I'm talkin' about the way I feel And I've never known a girl like you before Never, never, never, never Never known a girl like you before This old town's changed so much Don't feel that I belong Too many protest singers, not enough protest songs And now you've come along, yes, you've come along And I never met a girl like you before
So you set on your own You shut up shop You're leaving home You see no need to settle down In the crippled crook Of your earthbound town And you've been down this road before Which is not to say you're bored Or that you shouldn't want for more It's just your expectations Should be lower There must be something more than this More than ideal homes Or domestic bliss What is there left for you to do? Because you've seen the future and it's nothing new And you've been on this road before Which is not to say you're bored Or that you've shouldn't want for more It's just your expectation Should be lower.
Don't pretend that you don't know me If you mean to offend me Then you're doing pretty well And how convincingly you've shown me That the love I thought was built to last Is now an empty shell Things can only get better What's around the corner Who can tell? I'll built a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell Don't assume you can ignore me You'd best bite your lip in case I Make it after all And how contemptuously you've shown me That all my aspirations Were so paltry and so small Things can only get better What's around the corner Who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell Some mother's talking 'bout Guns 'n' Roses As if I give a fuck At best I think they suck I'm too preoccupied with my memories Not nonentities Things can only get better What's around the corner Who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell
Without hurting you How can I make you see This might mean everything to you But it don't mean nothing to me And whilst your hangers on Are laughing nervously You'll lock them in a penthouse suite Then you'll throw away the key Gorgeous George The last of the go-getters Gorgeous George A dandy to the letter You really should know better Gorgeous George Such exquisite taste From your head to toes Stuck inside your lady's chambers Powdering your nose And now your holding court With the Pearly King Whilst outside the balcony This mocking bird will sing Chorus You shouldn't walk so proud You shouldn't talk so loud You're just a face in the crowd And you should know it You flit from floor to floor Buying up the store But you still want more So you blow it I've a life on my own That you refuse to see One hundred at your beck and call So why did you pick on me? Should I return that call? Talk to your answerphone? Just make sure that the blinds are drawn And pretend you're not at home Chorus
There's something intriguing about you That's for sure Seems like you walked right out of my past Though you swore we never met before Now I understand your feeling shy Of these feelings that you can't deny But it's not forbidden Why keep it hidden I know that love is Tender and warm Caught in your headlight Shimmering bright 'Cause you've got it all And I've got it bad There's some kind of magic about you I can't explain But now you've put your spell on me And I know I'll never be the same And I hope it's not just self deceit For without you I feel incomplete But it's not forbidden Why keep it hidden I know that love is Tender and warm Caught in your headlight Shimmering bright 'Cause you've got it all And I've got it bad And I can see you When I asked if you would stay Well you looked right thorough me Then you turned and walked away But intuitively I knew That someday I'd make you mine And even though the path were askew I knew they'd cross in time But it's not forbidden Why keep it hidden I know that love is Tender and warm Caught in your headlight Shimmering bright 'Cause you've got it all And I've got it bad And I can still see you Yes I can still see you
You may find As I have found This place is neither Safe nor sound This house of cards Will tumble down As befits A cardboard town You're lost in the ruins of your mind As these four walls collide As your whole life subsides But you took it all in your stride As a matter of course Not a matter of pride So raise your glass Let's celebrate 'Cause we can force Those 'hands of fate' No need to heed the call for greed, for acquisition Now I ain't puttin' you on This is my genuine position You're lost in the ruins of your mind As these four walls collide As your whole life subsides But you took it all in your stride As a matter of course Not a matter of pride How can I thank you We're forever in your debt We'll bite the hand of fate that feeds us Morsels of regret