The Blue Light (Live At The Palladium - 10 31 81 - Show 1)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:46 duration
๐ ID: 744422
๐ Lyrics
Your ethos, your pathos
Your porthos, your aramis
Your Brut cologne
You're writing home
You are hopeless
Your hopelessness
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the daytime
Hey, buddy
You need a hobby
You are tired of moving forward
You think of the future
And secretly you piddle your pants
The puddle of piddle
Which used to be little
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the nighttime
Oh well, you travel to bars
You might go to Max's Kansas City, but that
That's not much fun anymore
Oh, you might even go down to the Mudd Club
But all that's down there anymore is burglars and villains and so forth
Oh, where do you go and what do you do when you're so lonely?
I don't wanna wear your hat right now, thank you very much
Oh, what a lovely balloon, it's going by so nicely
Well, maybe you'll go to the library
You'll go to an art gallery
You'll go someplace where you can pick up a girl that you might like
But you're such an asshole, they never wanna go with you, do they?
They look at you and they go, "Hey"
"Who wants to be with this putz, right?"
You're a lonely guy
And the Gilded Grape is all burnt down
Your life is really in trouble
And all around you there's nothing but evangelists and republicans, oh no
You'll go anywhere, you'll do anything
Just so you can hang out with the others
The others
Just like you
Afraid of the future
And I don't blame ya
Because the future is scary
(Yes, it sure is)
Well, the puddle is rising
It smells like the ocean
A body of water to isolate England
And also for primer
The oil in patches
All over Atlantis, Atlantis, Atlantis
Phew, Atlantis
They could really get down there
The plankton
The krill
The giant underwater pyramid
The squid decor
The big ol' giant underwater door
The dome
The bubbles
The blue light
Light, light, light, light
Blue light
Light, light, light
Blue
Blue light
Blue light
The seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkins
Your ethos, your pathos, your flag pole, your port hole
Your language
You can't even speak your own fucking language
You can't read it anymore
You can't write it anymore
Your language
Your meat loaf
Don't let your meat loaf
Heh, heh, heh
Your micro nanette
Your Brut
Cologne
Rising
Your porthos, your aramis
Your Brut cologne
You're writing home
You are hopeless
Your hopelessness
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the daytime
Hey, buddy
You need a hobby
You are tired of moving forward
You think of the future
And secretly you piddle your pants
The puddle of piddle
Which used to be little
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the nighttime
Oh well, you travel to bars
You might go to Max's Kansas City, but that
That's not much fun anymore
Oh, you might even go down to the Mudd Club
But all that's down there anymore is burglars and villains and so forth
Oh, where do you go and what do you do when you're so lonely?
I don't wanna wear your hat right now, thank you very much
Oh, what a lovely balloon, it's going by so nicely
Well, maybe you'll go to the library
You'll go to an art gallery
You'll go someplace where you can pick up a girl that you might like
But you're such an asshole, they never wanna go with you, do they?
They look at you and they go, "Hey"
"Who wants to be with this putz, right?"
You're a lonely guy
And the Gilded Grape is all burnt down
Your life is really in trouble
And all around you there's nothing but evangelists and republicans, oh no
You'll go anywhere, you'll do anything
Just so you can hang out with the others
The others
Just like you
Afraid of the future
And I don't blame ya
Because the future is scary
(Yes, it sure is)
Well, the puddle is rising
It smells like the ocean
A body of water to isolate England
And also for primer
The oil in patches
All over Atlantis, Atlantis, Atlantis
Phew, Atlantis
They could really get down there
The plankton
The krill
The giant underwater pyramid
The squid decor
The big ol' giant underwater door
The dome
The bubbles
The blue light
Light, light, light, light
Blue light
Light, light, light
Blue
Blue light
Blue light
The seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkins
Your ethos, your pathos, your flag pole, your port hole
Your language
You can't even speak your own fucking language
You can't read it anymore
You can't write it anymore
Your language
Your meat loaf
Don't let your meat loaf
Heh, heh, heh
Your micro nanette
Your Brut
Cologne
Rising
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:31.85] Your ethos, your pathos
[00:33.03] Your porthos, your aramis
[00:34.12] Your Brut cologne
[00:36.42] You're writing home
[00:39.19] You are hopeless
[00:43.27] Your hopelessness
[00:45.76] Is rising around you, rising around you
[00:51.64] You like it
[00:53.71] It gives you something to do
[00:56.15] In the daytime
[00:59.60] Hey, buddy
[01:02.08] You need a hobby
[01:04.17] You are tired of moving forward
[01:10.28] You think of the future
[01:11.45] And secretly you piddle your pants
[01:14.19] The puddle of piddle
[01:15.52] Which used to be little
[01:16.65] Is rising around you, rising around you
[01:19.86] You like it
[01:21.92] It gives you something to do
[01:24.15] In the nighttime
[01:27.25] Oh well, you travel to bars
[01:31.14] You might go to Max's Kansas City, but that
[01:33.78] That's not much fun anymore
[01:37.34] Oh, you might even go down to the Mudd Club
[01:39.40] But all that's down there anymore is burglars and villains and so forth
[01:43.72] Oh, where do you go and what do you do when you're so lonely?
[01:47.84] I don't wanna wear your hat right now, thank you very much
[01:50.49] Oh, what a lovely balloon, it's going by so nicely
[01:54.76] Well, maybe you'll go to the library
[01:56.53] You'll go to an art gallery
[01:57.93] You'll go someplace where you can pick up a girl that you might like
[02:02.48] But you're such an asshole, they never wanna go with you, do they?
[02:06.66] They look at you and they go, "Hey"
[02:08.45] "Who wants to be with this putz, right?"
[02:11.47] You're a lonely guy
[02:13.52] And the Gilded Grape is all burnt down
[02:16.02] Your life is really in trouble
[02:17.61] And all around you there's nothing but evangelists and republicans, oh no
[02:24.15] You'll go anywhere, you'll do anything
[02:27.76] Just so you can hang out with the others
[02:32.52] The others
[02:35.02] Just like you
[02:39.53] Afraid of the future
[02:45.02] And I don't blame ya
[02:46.38] Because the future is scary
[02:48.52] (Yes, it sure is)
[02:51.83] Well, the puddle is rising
[02:53.84] It smells like the ocean
[02:56.39] A body of water to isolate England
[03:00.65] And also for primer
[03:02.89] The oil in patches
[03:05.05] All over Atlantis, Atlantis, Atlantis
[03:09.49] Phew, Atlantis
[03:12.37] They could really get down there
[03:16.39] The plankton
[03:18.78] The krill
[03:20.40] The giant underwater pyramid
[03:23.94] The squid decor
[03:26.58] The big ol' giant underwater door
[03:30.67] The dome
[03:32.27] The bubbles
[03:33.91] The blue light
[03:36.84] Light, light, light, light
[03:39.42] Blue light
[03:41.57] Light, light, light
[03:43.62] Blue
[03:44.96] Blue light
[03:54.48] Blue light
[04:04.97]
[04:08.43] The seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkins
[04:10.99] Your ethos, your pathos, your flag pole, your port hole
[04:13.95] Your language
[04:16.46] You can't even speak your own fucking language
[04:19.71] You can't read it anymore
[04:21.99] You can't write it anymore
[04:24.07] Your language
[04:26.40] Your meat loaf
[04:27.51] Don't let your meat loaf
[04:29.90] Heh, heh, heh
[04:31.83] Your micro nanette
[04:36.70] Your Brut
[04:39.76] Cologne
[04:42.22] Rising
[04:45.13]
[00:33.03] Your porthos, your aramis
[00:34.12] Your Brut cologne
[00:36.42] You're writing home
[00:39.19] You are hopeless
[00:43.27] Your hopelessness
[00:45.76] Is rising around you, rising around you
[00:51.64] You like it
[00:53.71] It gives you something to do
[00:56.15] In the daytime
[00:59.60] Hey, buddy
[01:02.08] You need a hobby
[01:04.17] You are tired of moving forward
[01:10.28] You think of the future
[01:11.45] And secretly you piddle your pants
[01:14.19] The puddle of piddle
[01:15.52] Which used to be little
[01:16.65] Is rising around you, rising around you
[01:19.86] You like it
[01:21.92] It gives you something to do
[01:24.15] In the nighttime
[01:27.25] Oh well, you travel to bars
[01:31.14] You might go to Max's Kansas City, but that
[01:33.78] That's not much fun anymore
[01:37.34] Oh, you might even go down to the Mudd Club
[01:39.40] But all that's down there anymore is burglars and villains and so forth
[01:43.72] Oh, where do you go and what do you do when you're so lonely?
[01:47.84] I don't wanna wear your hat right now, thank you very much
[01:50.49] Oh, what a lovely balloon, it's going by so nicely
[01:54.76] Well, maybe you'll go to the library
[01:56.53] You'll go to an art gallery
[01:57.93] You'll go someplace where you can pick up a girl that you might like
[02:02.48] But you're such an asshole, they never wanna go with you, do they?
[02:06.66] They look at you and they go, "Hey"
[02:08.45] "Who wants to be with this putz, right?"
[02:11.47] You're a lonely guy
[02:13.52] And the Gilded Grape is all burnt down
[02:16.02] Your life is really in trouble
[02:17.61] And all around you there's nothing but evangelists and republicans, oh no
[02:24.15] You'll go anywhere, you'll do anything
[02:27.76] Just so you can hang out with the others
[02:32.52] The others
[02:35.02] Just like you
[02:39.53] Afraid of the future
[02:45.02] And I don't blame ya
[02:46.38] Because the future is scary
[02:48.52] (Yes, it sure is)
[02:51.83] Well, the puddle is rising
[02:53.84] It smells like the ocean
[02:56.39] A body of water to isolate England
[03:00.65] And also for primer
[03:02.89] The oil in patches
[03:05.05] All over Atlantis, Atlantis, Atlantis
[03:09.49] Phew, Atlantis
[03:12.37] They could really get down there
[03:16.39] The plankton
[03:18.78] The krill
[03:20.40] The giant underwater pyramid
[03:23.94] The squid decor
[03:26.58] The big ol' giant underwater door
[03:30.67] The dome
[03:32.27] The bubbles
[03:33.91] The blue light
[03:36.84] Light, light, light, light
[03:39.42] Blue light
[03:41.57] Light, light, light
[03:43.62] Blue
[03:44.96] Blue light
[03:54.48] Blue light
[04:04.97]
[04:08.43] The seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkins
[04:10.99] Your ethos, your pathos, your flag pole, your port hole
[04:13.95] Your language
[04:16.46] You can't even speak your own fucking language
[04:19.71] You can't read it anymore
[04:21.99] You can't write it anymore
[04:24.07] Your language
[04:26.40] Your meat loaf
[04:27.51] Don't let your meat loaf
[04:29.90] Heh, heh, heh
[04:31.83] Your micro nanette
[04:36.70] Your Brut
[04:39.76] Cologne
[04:42.22] Rising
[04:45.13]