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7 Year Bitch Album


Gato Negro (1996)
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Livin' life dealin' you've got feathers in your head
Pack up your home, pack it up and take your bed
Now that I can see you're nothing but trouble
You slept like an angel, woke like a devil

The history of my future's like a picture of my past
It's elastic, you can stretch it, and I snap

I wanna believe, I wanna believe, I wanna believe
I wanna believe but I'm having trouble
You slept like an angel, woke like a devil

If
If your gonna lie
Lie down
Down next to me
Don't lie to me

If your gonna lie down next to me don't lie to me
If your gonna lie on top of me don't lie to me
(SCREAM)

So don't talk about a feeling you will never understand
Just pack it up and leave and take the rings from my hand

I wanna believe, I wanna believe, I wanna believe
I wanna believe but I'm having trouble
I slept like an angel, woke like a devil

. . .


It's comin' up kind of slow and he's lookin' pretty hard
Kind of wonderin' if sometime it could be made
Kind of wonderin' if she should run away
And he thinks he knows her, but he only knows her name
He likes the kind of girls, the kind he cannot tame
He thinks he knows her yeah he only knows her name
She never got it right to ride the bullet train
It's just a cryin' yeah it's just a cryin' shame

It's rollin' up inside me, it's building up inside me
These kind of feelings, they cannot be contained
'Cuz they all wanna see the ugly side of fame
They like the kind, the kind they cannot tame

Yeah they all wanna see the ugly side of fame
They like the kind of girl, the kind they cannot tame
She never got it right to ride the bullet train
It's just a cryin' yeah it's just a cryin' shame

Whoa! I'd like to feel something, anything
Besides a crying shame, a crying shame
Whoa! I'd like to feel something, anything
Besides a crying shame, a crying shame

It's kind of flattering, but it's frightening just the same
But you gotta get out there now you gotta entertain

You can tune your emotions, and then you tune your brain
And one half thinks, the other half's insane

But they all like the kind, the kind they cannot tame
You gotta get out there now you gotta entertain
She never got it right to ride the bullet train
It's just a cryin' yeah it' just a cryin' shame

But we can play that game
Yeah we can play that game
Oh we can play that game
Yeah we can play that game

And all the dreams are comin' true and the nightmares too

. . .


It cuts a walk I don't bleed
It reaches and pierces my need
'Cuz it cuts a walk I don't bleed
And it reaches and pierces my need
And it seems so far away
And it seems like yesterday
But I've made up my mind
As regret crawls up my spine

It cuts a walk I don't bleed
It reaches and pierces my need
'Cuz it cuts a walk I don't bleed

And it reaches out into eternity and this is my soul
It cuts but I don't bleed
It cuts
'Cuz I need
'Cuz I need

And it seems so far away
And it seems like yesterday
And it rains in the sunshine
As regret crawls up my spine

It cuts a walk I don't bleed
It reaches and pierces my need
It cuts a walk I don't bleed
It reaches and pierces my need

'Cuz I'm mean
'Cuz I'm mean
'Cuz I'm mean

. . .


I've got a certain kind of feeling
As he stepped outside that door
Instantly I want something
But I don't get no more
Please give me more
I want some more

Got a certain kind of feeling
As he stepped outside that door
I didn't think he'd leave so fast
And then he shut the door
He shut the door

I want some more
Please give me more

Just a wave goodbye
You know it felt so wrong
I don't know if his heart is breaking
Or if his heart is gone
Is it gone?

I want some more

I've got a certain kind of feeling
As he stepped outside that door
Instantly I want something
But I don't get no more
Please give me more

I want some more

. . .


1, 2
I'm on a bus with a street car's name
My desire is not the same
I can't get off, no, I can't return

This is the midst of my spin
Accidents happen in slow motion
Don't wanna stop, don't wanna feel the pain
He would have killed me and my friends
'cuz that's how he deals, that's how he deals with pain

Oh god
Oh god
Oh god
I need some chemicals
I'm too emotional

Oh god

I need some chemicals
I'm too emotional
I need some chemicals
I'm too emotional

I think he forgot that we should be friends
I think he forgot to call me again
He would have killed me and my friends
'cuz that's how he deals, that's how he deals with pain

Oh god
Oh god
Oh god AAAAHHHHH

Accidents happen in slow motion
Accidents happen in slow motion
I need some chemicals
I need some chemicals
I'm too emotional
I'm too emotional
I need some chemicals
I need some chemicals
I'm too emotional
I'm too emotional
He would have killed me and my friends
And accidents happen in slow motion
Accidents happen in slow motion

. . .


She came down the staircase
Climbed into a dumpster
She grabbed an index card and she taped it to her forehead
It read "Poor white trash"
She grabbed a gun, put it to her heart and pulled the trigger
Now she's dead
It's just a thought

Don't you look at me that way
Now they're talkin' to me and I'm talkin' back again
Now they're talkin' to me and I'm talkin' back again

Sorry
Sorry baby
I'm so sorry
Sorry baby
I'm so

I'm looking through a plastic bag
It's on my face
It squares my head
A little moist hot head sweat
Some little beads of brain
A little mind rain
It's just a thought inside my head
Those little voices, they're talkin' to me

Don't you look at me that way, that way
Now they're talkin' to me and I'm talkin' back again
Now they're talkin' to me and I'm talkin' back again

24,900 miles an hour to break away from this earth spin
So want me to start running right now
Right now
24,900 miles an hour

I need a baseball bat
I'm gonna trash this office
These people, they're fuckin' with my head
I can't move
And they left me here
Strapped to this bed
It's another thought inside my head
Those little voices, they're talkin' to me

Don't you leave me here this way
Now they're talkin' to me and I'm talkin' back again
Now they're talkin' to me and I'm talkin' back again

Sorry
Sorry baby
I'm so sorry
Sorry baby
I'm so

Oh how do I hear
In this little afterthought
And my little aftershock
Behind the cheerful stare
I wake up from the nightmare
And I just grew aware
A little too late

. . .


He said "I had a dream.
I had a dream about you.
And in my dream you were so mean."
She said she's like that now
You know she's like that now
She said she's like that now

She's so mean, I said "Sounds fun."
'Cuz she's been seen in a white skirt
'Cuz she's the queen of the back stroke
But it's not funny, no it's not a joke

Did you hear what she did?
Did you listen what they said?
Did you hear what she did?

Did ya?
Did ya?
Did ya?

She's so mean, I said "Sounds fun."
And she's been seen in a white skirt
Yeah, she's the queen of the back stroke
But it's not funny, no it's not a joke

Some things you say, but I don't talk back
Some things you do, but I don't react
Some things you want, but I won't give back
'Cuz you don't get it, no you don't get it!

He said "I had a dream.
I had a dream about you.
And in my dream you were so mean."

She said she's like that now
You know she's like that now
She said she's like that now

She is so mean

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, YEAH

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Sometimes I think I've got it good
Sometimes I feel misunderstood
I'm living in a bubble of hot air
That I blew right out of my mouth
Spending my time with these stupid jerks
I kick right out of my house.

Sometimes I'm honest, you think I'm rude
Everything is tried, but nothing is true
Sometimes I, yeah, sometimes I, oh, sometimes I steal
Cuz there are times I feel misunderstood

Well I've learned my lesson,
What's next, for God's sake.

Sometimes I feel misunderstood,
Cuz there are times I like it just a little crude

She's lost her place
She's fallen from grace
She's got to save face,
Pick up the pace, no

Sometimes I think I've got it good
(Then) everything is...tried, but nothing is true

. . .


Bringing down the rain from up above
And shine a bright light on a sore subject
The colors they are bending
They're bending over backwards to grant us wishes
Almost
But they don't quite reach
Almost
It's not quite what we expected

It's fading too fast
It's fading too fast
It's fading too fast
It's fading too fast

I suppose it should all be documented and dated
The facts aren't straight and the feelings are hellbent
Alcohol's a truth serum and the truth is I fucked up

The truth is
It's fading too fast
The truth is
It's fading too fast

It's not quite what we expected
It's fading too fast
It's fading too fast

But we cannot blame it on the alcohol
The truth is everything I do irritates you
I only need one eye to see the other one confuses me

. . .


(Left you, jest you??)
(Smoke screen in your shakey ground??)
And I can rest my head
When I feel the need
It's just I'm not around

So quit your crying
And your complaining
You got explaining to do

I'm sick of trying
And I'm blaming
You got it coming to you

So look at now baby
(And all is coming in??)
You wipe your tears

Don't you pull this crap with me now
I've known you too many years

Am I crying?

Just relax
I'll knock you out
Here today
Gone tomorrow
Fly away

Go play
Go play

And I can rest my head
When I feel the need
It's just I'm not around

So quit your crying
And your complaing
You got explaining to do

I'm sick of trying
And I'm blaming
You got it coming to you

So look at now baby
(And all is coming in??)
You wipe your tears

Don't you pull this crap with me now
I've known you too many years

Am I crying?

Just relax
I'll knock you out
Here today
Gone tomorrow
Fly away

Go play
Go play

'Cuz when it comes around
It goes around, around, around, around

And when it comes around
It goes around, around, around, around

And it's never, never, never,
Never, never, never, never
Gonna stop

And I can rest my head
When I feel the need
It's just I'm not around

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

. . .


Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Thank you
For letting it show
Thank you
For wanting to go
Thank you
For letting me know
Thank you
For feeling

Thank you for letting me go

And thank you
For wanting
And thank you
For needing
And thank you
For letting me go

Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand
Give me a hand

Thank you
For crying out loud
Thank you
I feel so proud
Thank you
For fighting for it

(............he's a man, he's a man on the moon...........there is a verse here where her vioce is distorted and I can't make all of it out)

Thank you for letting me go

And thank you
For telling them
Thank you
They understand
Thank you
I get a second hand

Second hand
Second hand
Second hand

. . .


Who is Jack?
Jack is in your head
Who is Jack?
Jack is in your bed
And Jack's been reading, Jack knows everything
And Jack's been havin' little daydreams
And Jack wants to keep your fingernails clean
And Jack is sitting at your breakfast table

Jack is all around
But you, you can't see
And Jack knows what you like
And Jack knows what you hate
And Jack gets jealous when you slip out on a date

And Jack is sittin' at your breakfast table
And Jack will see that you're all alone
And Jack is sittin' at your breakfast table
And Jack will see that you're all alone

Who is Jack?
He's all around
But you can't see
'Cuz Jack protects you
And Jack is the enemy
Who is Jack?
You're caught in his web
Who is Jack?

And Jack's been havin' little daydreams
And Jack wants to keep your fingernails clean
And Jack is sittin' at your breakfast table

Who is Jack?
Who is Jack?
Who is Jackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk????????????????((SCREAM))

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