Feel the rhythm with your hands [Steal the rhythm while you can]
Spoonman
Speak the rhythm on your own [Speak the rhythm all alone]
Spoonman

Spoonman, come together with your hands
Save me, I'm together with your plan
Save me

All my friends are Indians [All my friends are brown and red]
Spoonman
All my friends are skeletons [They beat the rhythm with their bones]
Spoonman

Feel the rhythm with your hands
Steal the rhythm while you can, Spoonman

Spoonman, come together with your hands
Save me, I'm together with your plan
Save me
Save me

With your hands
with your hands
Come on come on come on

Come on when I get off
Come on when I get off...

Spoonman, come together with your hands
Save me, I'm together with your plan
Save me
Save me

With your, with your hands

No sleep till--Brooklyn!

Foot on the pedal, never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job ain't a job, it's a damn good time
City to city I'm running my rhymes
On location, touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I'm willing and able
Ain't no faking, your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast to watch all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden cold kickin' it live

No sleep till--

Another plane, another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl, another fight
Another drive all night
Our manager's crazy, he always smokes dust
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world, you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel, girls on the jock
We're trashing hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid along the way 'cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor, Ad Rock's out the door
MCA's in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back

No sleep till--
No sleep till Brooklyn
No sleep till Brooklyn

Ain't seen the light since we started this band
MCA, get on the mike my man
Born and bred Brooklyn, U.S.A.
They call me Adam Yauch
But I'm M.C.A..
Like a lemon to a lime
A lime to a lemon

I sip the def ale with all the fly women.
Got limos
Arena
TV-shows
Autograph pictures and classy hos

Step off homes
Get out of my way

Taxing little girlies from here to L.A..
Waking up
Before I get to sleep

'Cause I'll be rockin' this party eight days a week!

No sleep till -
No sleep till Brooklyn! No sleep till Brooklyn !

Ohhh, I miss the misery!

I’ve been a mess since you stayed,
I’ve been a wreck since you changed,
Don’t let me get in your way,
I miss the lies and the pain,
The fights that keep us awake-ake-ake
I’m telling you!

I miss the bad things,
The way you hate me,
I miss the screaming,
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls,
When it’s your fault,
I miss the late nights,
Don’t miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face,
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!

I’ve tried but I just can’t take it,
I’d rather fight than just fake it (cause I like it rough),
You know that I’ve had enough,
I dare ya to call my bluff,
Can’t take to much of a good thing
I’m telling you!

I miss the bad things,
The way you hate me,
I miss the screaming,
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls,
When it’s your fault,
I miss the late nights,
Don’t miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face,
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!

Just know that I’ll make you hurt,
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
When you tell me you’ll make it worse
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You tell me how hard you’ll try
But when we’re at our worst
I miss the misery

I miss the bad things,
The way you hate me,
I miss the screaming,
The way that you blame me.

I miss the rough sex,
Leaves me a mess,
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls,
When it’s your fault,
I miss the late nights,
Don’t miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face,
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!

I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the...
Floor!

Beaten, why for (why for)
Can't take much more
(Here we go, here we go, here we go, now)

One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me

One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give now

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor...

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor...

Now!

Push me again (again)
This is the end
(Here we go, here we go, here we go, now)

One - nothing wrong with me
Two - nothing wrong with me
Three - nothing wrong with me
Four - nothing wrong with me

One - something's got to give
Two - something's got to give
Three - something's got to give now

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor...

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Skin to skin, blood and bone
You're all by yourself, but you're not alone
You wanted in and now you're here
Driven by hate, consumed by fear

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor...

One - nothing wrong with me
Two - nothing wrong with me
Three - nothing wrong with me
Four - nothing wrong with me

One - something's got to give
Two - something's got to give
Three - something's got to give now
(It's you!)

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor...

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Hey...go!
Hey...go!
Hey...go!
Hey...go!

I sit in the state of a daydream
With all of your words flying over my head
Even more time gets wasted in a daze

It should seem obvious to you
Your screams and cries are never going to work
And all of your time gets wasted in my daze

And I'm looking back now at where I have gone wrong
And why I could not seem to get along
My interests are longing to break through these chains
These chains that control my future's aims

I sit in the state of a daydream
With all of your words flying over my head
Even more time gets wasted in a daze

Maybe I'm just too damn lazy
Or maybe I was just brainwashed to think that way
And all of your time gets wasted in my daze

And I'm looking back now at where I have gone wrong
And why I could not seem to get along
My interests are longing to break through these chains
These chains that control my future's aims

I'm looking back now at
Where I have, have gone wrong
And why I could not seem
Could not seem to get along

And I'm looking back now at where I have gone wrong
And why I could not seem to get along
My interests are longing to break through these chains
These chains that control my future's aims

Ohhhh...c'mon!

Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back

You see us coming
And you all together run for cover
We're taking over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen well my friend, you see
It's best known down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
Cause high noon, your doom
Coming for you we're the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage

You see us coming
And you all together run for cover
We're taking over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen well my friend, you see
It's best known down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
Cause high noon, your doom
Coming for you we're the cowboys from hell

(guitar solo)

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen well my friend, you see
It's best known down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
Cause high noon, your doom
Coming for you we're the cowboys from hell

Awww, step aside for the cowboys from hell!

Down under the night sky
I lay in wait
Praying to whoever will listen to me.
I'd fashioned my own cross,
Been crushed by it's weight
There's no stronger message
Then dirt in your face.

I've seen down the end of the road
Now i deal in a different story, oh
And i will never go back again
I feel it in my bones, bones, bones
I feel it in my bones, bones, bones
I'll do this on my own. (o-o-oh bones, bones o-oh)

They say the spirit's willing
But the flesh is always weak
Well I found everything i needed right beneath my skin -oh

I've seen down the end of the road
Now i deal in a different story, oh
And i will never go back again
I feel it in my bones, bones, bones
I feel it in my bones, bones, bones
I'll do this on my own.

[Instrumental]

We're all architects in our own private hell.
No one can hurt us like we've hurt ourselves.

I've seen down the end of the road
Now i deal in a different story, oh
I will never let go again
I feel it in my bones, bones, bones
I feel it in my bones, bones, bones
I know i'm not alone (o-oh bones, bones o-oh no)

Make up your mind
Decide to walk with me
Around the lake tonight
Around the lake tonight
By my side
By my side

I'm not gonna lie
I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret

I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
My blushing bride
My lover, be my lover yeah

Don't be afraid
I don't mean to scare you
So help me Jesus

I can promise you
You will stay as beautiful
With dark hair
And soft skin, forever
Forever

Make up your mind
Make up your mind and I promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me Jesus

Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be my angel

Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be my angel

Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be my angel
So help me

Be my angel
Be my angel
Be my angel

Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die

Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die

Well, I promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me, Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus

We're bleeding over gold that's black
Honesty, integrity, things you lack
Leading the sheep
All along believers
Now know that they were wrong
We!
We know!
About!
All your f***ing lies!
And now!
We want!
To hear the truth!
Moment of truth
Leave behind your paper trail
You're a rat
We can see your tail
Questioning you about all your lies
Remove your spine
You run and hide
It's the moment of truth

(Music & Lyrics: Kurt Cobain)


I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy

Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy

My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover

Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
My day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Maybe just happy

Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy

I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb

this is not right, the shallow sight of the dutiful
i love them all cuz they're so ugly and beautiful
immutable and given to fits, you avarice is cavernous
it's clear for me to see that you were made for this
we've been blessed by the angel of success and stress
and this is nothing compared to what we're gonna get
i'm breaking out of this coast to coastal
in five ticks i'm going global and postal

pace yourself, brace yourself
you've been so good to me so just consider this a payback
you're never gonna believe what you see
this is a new day and you're the big winner

ch. (sung)
before my eyes, life passed me by, i found myself
a veil has been pulled away and things look big today

ch.
it's like a riddle designed to make you feel little
and lost and always pulling back to the middle
your mind is victimized, baptized, chastised, ostracized
being cool is a compromise.
cue the backlash, heaven helps the ones who rehash
and nevaloutionaries looking through your old trash
i'm going out of my way to put you back on the shelf
you must contain yourself and entertain yourself


but all is not lost, given the cost you gotta have a firm plan
the way is littered with shams and also rans running to fall
and done in with a wrecking ball, who never question anything at all this conciousness is sublime
and we are numbed by the passage of time,
these motherf***ers are suckers, it's a crime
we are a blight of bottled water and cannon fodder
you need an 18 year old wife and a 19 year old daughter

pace yourself brace yourself
you've been so good to me so just consider this a payback
you're never gonna believe what you see
this is a new day and you're the big winner

ch. (sung)
before my eyes, life passed me by, i found myself
a veil has been pulled away and things look big today

it's like a riddle designed to make you feel little
and lost and always pulling back to the middle
your mind is victimized, baptized, chastised, ostracized
being cool is a compromise
cue the backlash, heaven helps the ones who rehash
and nevaloutionaries looking through your old trash
i'm going out of my way to put you back on the shelf
you must contain yourself and entertain yourself

bridge
wake every day with a song in a heart small and lame
maybe your ship will come in, maybe your number's up
but either way your life will never be the same

ch. (sung)
before my eyes, life passed me by, i found myself
a veil has been pulled away and things look big today

it's like a riddle designed to make you feel little
and lost and always pulling back to the middle
your mind is victimized, baptized, chastised, ostracized
being cool is a compromise
cue the backlash, heaven helps the ones who rehash
and nevaloutionaries looking through your old trash
i'm going out of my way to put you back on the shelf
you mustn't blame yourself and never blame you

pace yourself brace yourself
you've been so good to me so just consider this a payback
you're never gonna believe what you see
this is a new day and you're the big winner

Censor, censor, realize
Censor, censor, no friend of mine
Time won't keep us anymore
It's the usefulness of letting go
Your perfect plan has come and gone
Like the nuclear centuries' benefits

They say
You bought the same old trip
So innocent you're out of reach
You bought the same old trip

Lawful, vengeful, awful, friendship, misfits
Bits of feeling, thieving, fits inside revealing
Time to censor, censor, realize
Censor, censor, no friend of mine

You bought the same old trip
So innocent you're out of reach (we don't mind the scope)
You bought the same old trip
Sigh of relief inside of a dream (we all lie)
You bought the same old

Censor, censor, realize
Censor, censor, paid to
Censor, censor, realize
Censor, censor, no friend of mine

You bought the same old trip
So innocent you're out of reach (we don't mind the scope)
You bought the same old trip
Sigh of relief inside of a dream (we all lie beyond)
You bought the same old trip

End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear
Sucking darkest clear
Feeding on your death's construction

Taste me and you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me and you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, master
Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, master
You promised only lies
Laughter, laughter
All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, laughter
Laughing at my cries
Fix me

Hell is worth all that
Natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze
Drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Don't let go.
Tonight, where did you go?
Your expression is familiar.

And I don't want you, and I don't need you
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
The weak ones are there to justify the strong

The beautiful people, the beautiful people
It's all relative to the size of your steeple
You can't see the forest for the trees
And you can't smell your own s*** on your knees

There's no time to discriminate
Hate every motherf***er that's in your way

Hey, you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
When you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean

The worms will live in every host
It's hard to tell which one they hate the most
The horrible people, the horrible people
It's all anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way
Old-fashioned fascism
Will take it away

Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
When you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean

There's no time to discriminate
Hate every motherf***er that's in your way

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people

Hey, you, what do you see?
Something beautiful and something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
When you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean
Hey, you, what do you see?
Something beautiful and something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
When you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean

The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people