Pearl Jam : Vitalogy

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1. Last Exit

Lives opened and trashed..."Look ma, watch me crash"...
No time to question...why'd nothing last...
Grasp and hold on...we're dyin' fast...
Soon be over...and I will relent...

Let the ocean swell, dissolve 'way my past
Three days, and maybe longer, won't even know I've left

Under your tongue...I'm like a tab...
I will give you what...you're not s'posed to have...
Under my breath...I swear by sin...
For better or for worse...a best we began...

Let the sun climb, oh, burn 'way my mask
Three days, and maybe longer, shed my skin at last...shed...shed...

Let the sun shine, burn 'way my mask
Three days, and maybe longer, won't ever find me here

Let the ocean dissolve 'way my past
Four days, and not much longer...

Let my spirit pass...
Ooh...
This is, this is... (3x)
My...last exit

2. Spin The Black Circle

See this needle...a see my hand...
Drop, drop, dropping it down...oh, so gently...
Well here it comes...I touch the plane...
Turn me up...won't turn you away...

Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black...
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...whoa...

Pull it out...a paper sleeve...
Oh, my joy...only you deserve conceit...
I'm so big...a-my whole world...
I'd rather you...rather you...than her...

Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black...
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...whoa...oh...

You're so warm...oh, the ritual...when I lay down your crooked arm...

Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black...
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...
Spin the black (5x) circle
Spin the black circle... (4x)
Spin, spin... (6x)

3. Not For You

Restless soul, enjoy your youth
Like Muhammad hits the truth
Can't escape from the common rule
If you hate something, don't you do it too...too...

Small my table, a sits just two
Got so crowded, I can't make room
Oh, where did they come from? Stormed my room!
And you dare say it belongs to you...to you...

This is not for you (3x)
Oh, not for you...ah, you...

...scream...my friends...don't call me...
...friends, no they don't scream...
...my friends don't call...my friends don't...

All that's sacred comes from youth
Dedication, naive and true
With no power, nothing to do
I still remember, why don't you...don't you...

This is not for you (3x)
Oh, never was for you...fuck you...
This is not for you...
Oh, this is not for you...yeah, you...
This is not for you...
Oh, not for you...
Oh, you...

4. Tremor Christ

Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm...
Wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore...
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning in his wake...
Daily taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance blamed fate...

Little secrets, tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...

Ransom paid the Devil...He whispers pleasing words...
Triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first...

Little secrets tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...

I'll decide...take the dive...
Take my time...not my life...
Wait for signs...believe in lies...
To get by...it's divine...whoa...
Oh, you know what it's like...

Turns the bow back towards him...drops the line...
Puts his faith and love in Tremor Christ...

5. Nothingman

Once divided...nothing left to subtract...
Some words when spoken...can't be taken back...
Walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking...
Future's above...but in the past he's slow and sinking...
Caught a bolt 'a lightnin'...cursed the day he let it go...

Nothingman... (2x)
Isn't it something?
Nothingman...

She once believed...in every story he had to tell...
One day she stiffened...took the other side...
Empty stares...from each corner of a shaped prison cell...
One just escapes...one's left inside the well...
And he who forgets...will be destined to remember...oh...oh...oh...

Nothingman... (2x)
Isn't it something?
Nothingman...

Oh, she don't wan't him...
Oh, she won't feed him...after he's flown away...
Oh, into the sun...ah, into the sun...

Burn...burn...
Nothingman... (2x)
Isn't it something?
Nothingman...
Nothingman... (2x)
Coulda' been something...
Nothingman...
Oh...ohh...ohh...

6. Whipping

Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage, there's too much...blood...
After a while, seems to roll right off...hmm...

Whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...

Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached
Oh, don't get behind, I can't fall back
Why must we trust all these rusted rails?
They don't want no change, we already have

They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...

Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!
Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough
I can't believe a thing they want us to...oh...
Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too...

Oh, they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping...yeah...they're whipping...

7. Pry, To

P-r-i-v-a-c-y, it's priceless to me (4x)
P-r-i-v-a-c-y (4x)

8. Corduroy

The waiting drove me mad...you're finally here and I'm a mess
I take your riches back...can't let you roam inside my head
I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
I would rather run but I can't walk...
Guess I'll lie alone just like before...

I'll take the varments back...oh, and I must refuse your test
Push me and I will resist...this behavior's not unique
I don't want to hear from those who know...
They can buy, but can't put on my clothes...
I don't want to limp for them to walk...
Never would have known of me before...
I don't want to be held in your debt...
I'll pay it off in blood then I'll be wed...
I'm already cut off and I'm dead...
I'll end up alone like I began...

Everything has chains, absolutely nothing's changed
Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my teacher

I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your breast...
All the things that others want for me...
Can't buy what I want because it's free... (2x)
Can't be what you want because I'm...

It s'posed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began...


9. Bugs

I got bugs,
I got bugs in my room,
bugs in my bed,
bugs in my ears,
their eggs in my head,
bugs in my pockets,
bugs in my shoes,
bugs in the way, I feel about you

bugs in my window, trying to get in,
they donUt go nowhere
waiting, waiting
bugs on my ceiling, crowded the floor
standing, sitting, kneeling,
a few block the door.
and now the questions:
do I kill them?
become their friend?
do I eat them?
raw or well done?
Do I trick them?
I donUt think theyUre that dumb.
Do I join them?
Looks like... thatUs the one.
I got bugs on my skin,
tickle my nausea,
I let it happen again,
theyUre always taking over.
Aw, see they surround me I see
see them deciding my fate,
Ah, that was just once,
what was once up to me, but now itUs too late.
I got bugs in my room, one on one,
thatUs when I had a chance,
IUll just stop now,
IUll become naked
and let them all become one

10. Satan's Bed

It's not all been said...been said and done...
I've never slept in Satan's bed
Although I must admit...still visits my place
Uninvited, as you know, he don't wait
Funny how he always seems to fit in
Funny how I always want to give in
Sundays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursday, the same
Sometimes the special guest, he don't like to leave
Already...in love... (3x)
Already...

Who made, who made up, made up the myth
That we were born to be covered in bliss?
Who set the standard, born to be rich?
Such fine examples, skinny little bitch
Model, role model, roll some models in blood
Get some flesh to stick, so they look like us
I shit and I stink, I'm real, join the club
I'd stop and talk, but I'm already in love

Already...in love... (3x)
Already...

Never shook Satan's hand, look see for yourself
You'd know it if I had, that shit don't come off
I'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both
Jump off a cliff, don't need your help so back off
I'll never suck Satan's dick
Again, you'd see it, you know, right round the lips
I'll wait for an angel, but I won't hold my breath
'Magine they're busy, think I'm doing okay...
Already...in love... (6x)
Already...

11. Better Man

Waiting, watching the clock it's
Four o'clock it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more,
She practices her speeches

He opens the door
And she rolls over
And pretends to sleep
As he looks her over

She lies and says she's in love with him
Can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red,
Can't find a better man
[repeat twice]

Talking to herself
There's no one else
Who needs to know
She turns herself on

Memories back when she was
Smooth and strong
And waiting for the world
To come along
She swears she knew that
She swears he's cool

She's lies and says she's in love with him
Can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red,
Can't find a better man
She lies and says she still loves him
Can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red,
Can't find a better man
[repeat twice]

She loves him
She don't want to leave this way
She pleads him
That's why she'll be back again
Can't find a better man

13. Immortality

Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...

A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on...
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...

As privilaged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...

A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on, too...
But saw the trapdoor in the sun...

Immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark...
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to live...
Ohh...


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