You can’t manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful that day.
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn’t wait
All your friends think you’re satisfied
But they can’t see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
If you can’t wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you’re lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can’t control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won’t leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won’t be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn’t wait
All your friends think you’re satisfied
But they can’t see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
It was me and my monkey
Him with his dungarees and rollerblades
Smoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of my supercharged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft top down
He liked the wind in his face
He said ‘Son, you ever been to Vegas?’ I said ‘No’ he said ‘That’s where we’re gonna go, you need a change of place’
And when we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs he said
‘I left my wallet in El Segundo’ and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We made tracks to the Mandalay Bay hotel
Asked the bell boy if he’d take me and my monkey as well
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
‘If your monkey’s got that kind of money sir, and we’ve got a monkey bed’
Me and monkey
With a dream and a gun
Hoping my monkey
Don’t point that gun at anyone
Me and monkey
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Trying to understand
Why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
And at the elevator I hit the 33rd floor
He had a room up top with a panoramic view it’s like nothing you’ve ever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages
Called up escort services and ordered some oki doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
In walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkey whores
‘Hi, my name is Sunshine. These are my girls. Lace my palm with silver baby oh yeah and they’ll rock your world’
So I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithium
There came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine
‘What’s up?’ – ‘You better get your ass in here boy your monkey is having too much of a good time’
I sit and wait
does an angel contemplate my fate
and do they know
the places where we go
when we´re grey and old
´cos I´ve been told
that salvation lets their wings unfold
so when I’m lying in my bed
thoughts running through my head
and I feel that love is dead
I’m loving angels instead
and through it all she offers me protection
a lot of love and affection
whether I’m right or wrong
and down the waterfall
wherever it may take me
I know that life wont break me
when I come to call she wont forsake me
I’m loving angels instead
when I’m feeling weak
and my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
and I know ill always be blessed with love
and as the feeling grows
she breathes flesh to my bones
and when love is dead
I’m loving angels instead
Loose lips on ships
I’m getting to grips
With what you said
Know it’s not in my head
I can’t awake and forget day after day
Why don’t we talk about it
Why do you always doubt
That there can be a better way
It doesn’t make me want to stay
Why don’t we break up
There’s nothing left to say
I got my eye shut praying they won’t stray
And when I sexed up
That’s what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
You said we’re fatally flopped
When I’m easily bored
Is that okay?
Strike me off your list
Made this the last kiss
I’ll walk away
Why don’t we talk about it
I’m only here Don’t shout it
Given time we’ll forget
Let’s pretend we never meet
So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant
I’m contemplating thinking about thinking
It’s overrated just get another drink and
Watch me come undone(come undone)
They’re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
(come undone)
I pray that when I’m coming down you’ll be asleep
(come undone)
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I’m scum, and I’m your son,
I come undone
I come undone