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Losers, Kings and Things We Don't Understand (1995)
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Speech:
So Now without any further ado
Let me introduce the man of a million noises
THE SOUND MAN...

I always thought of music as more than words and sounds
Something more like inspiration that
Always comes and picks me off the ground
Yeah yeah yeah it gets me off the ground

And I always thought that music yeah yeah
It?ll pull you through
And then I hear the music yeah yeah
It?ll pull you through

Yeah soundcheck to an empty room
To an empty room to an empty room
Soundcheck to an empty empty room
And I always thought of music as more than words and sounds
Something more like inspiration that
Always comes and gets you off the ground
Yeah yeah yeah it gets you off the ground

And I always thought that music yeah yeah
It?ll pull you through
And then I see the music yeah
It?ll pull you through

Soundcheck to an empty room
An empty room to an empty room
Soundcheck to an empty
To an empty room

Soundcheck to an empty room
To an empty room to an empty room
Yeah soundcheck to an empty room
To an empty room to an empty room
Yeah soundcheck to an empty room
To an empty room to an empty room
Soundcheck to an empty
An empty room oh

2 3 4
To an empty room
To an empty room
To an empty room
Yeah to an empty room

. . .


Man this town will drive you insane
Check my thoughts to check my brain
Hold my wallet like it's glued
In one square block it'll tell you
What it thinks of you
And there's nothing you can do
And all that's left to say
And all that's left to say, now
Is feet don't fail me now
Man I must be out of my mind
This town can be so unkind
Forget about sleep there's nothing you can do
In 24 hours this town has become a living hell
And there's nothing you can do
10-9-8 forty ounces fill this place
7-6-5 then watch the bullets to stay alive
4-3-2 no one way out of this
It's been 24 hours in paramus


. . .


The world keeps on spinning.
Inside his head keeps on spinning.
Wishing he could be on top for once,
Seems he hasn’t spoke a word in months.
It’s the complications that make him lazy
And it’s the frustrations that make him so lazy.
He’s the whipping boy.

. . .


It was a cold december on 2nd ave and 6th st.
Too cold to think about anybody passing me
When I overheard 'I'm gonna tell you straight from the shoulder...
Boy... You better get running'
On the corner of 2nd and 6th and outta time,
With a cough, feeling lost and a bottle of cheap wine.
Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand
When I saw that guy heading for the dopeman.
It's just the same old story on the same old street
And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty
Of 2nd ave and 6th st.
On the corner of 2nd and 6th and feeling down
When I overheard 'I'm gonna take a gun and take you out'
Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand
How anyone can take the life of another man.
It's just the same old story on the same old street
And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty
Of 2nd ave and 6th st.

. . .


Step it up my life
Spent round the clock
Has got me running on a treadmill with no time to stop
And competition has put a price on time,
See all the people you left behind
And step on all the people that have fell behind,
Competition has put a price on time.
Man,
I’m all I’ve got,
Like it or not,
I’m all I’ve got.
I’m econolodged.


. . .


Watching the man up in the window
It always seems to me
That in 10 more years another someone may be watching me.
And do I really know what goes on inside?
As he dances down the street to the music in his mind,
Time after time.
Watching the man up in the window
It always seems to me
That I’ll be the one talking to myself as someone sits and watches me.
And do I really know what goes on inside
As I wonder what goes on in their little plastic minds,
Time after time.

. . .


I've never known what make you get up and go
and what pushed you over the edge,
when we were upon the roof yeah, yeah yeah was it the truth yeah
when you said you never made a single difference.
Did you get it in your head
that things are better left unsaid
when you up and left town?
Did you need to rearrange
or did you need to make a change
rather than just rotting in the place we used to hang around?
And I k now that things have gotta change,
I know that your never coming back to this town.

I've never known what make you get up and go
and what pushed you over the edge,
when we were upon the roof yeah, yeah yeah was it the truth yeah
when you said you never made a single difference.

I wonder where you've gone or who your with
I still ask myself
where the hell is Mike Sinkovech?

. . .


I’m wondering around what used to be
Downtown wet and feeling cold and kinda feeling old,
I’m walking around and I can almost hear the sound
Of everyone I’ve known and all the people I’ve seen get up and go.
And there’s nothing left to say when I look at friends and see how they’ve changed.
I kinda wish that it was years ago.
It’s another missed connection,
Another friend headed in the right direction?
Maybe it’s the wrong one and when it’s all said and done,
I don’t think anybody knows and it goes to show that I’m lost at the edge of 18,
Keep losing track of what seems to have been 5 mintues ago

. . .


Give us any chance we'll take it
Leave us any rule we'll break it
We're gonna make our dreams come true
Doin' it our way
Nothings gonna turn us back now
Straight ahead and on the track now
We're gonna make our dreams come true
Doin' it our way
There's nothing we won't try
Never heard the word impossible
This time there's no stopping us
We're gonna do it
On your marks get set and go now
Got a dream and we just know now
We're gonna make that dream come true
And we'll do it our way, yes, our way
Make all our dreams come true
And we'll do it our way, yes, our way
Make all our dreams come true
For me and you.



. . .


Focus a moment
On the message sent
The anthem of a generation
Based on degredation and resent
Where money and power
And being the man of the hour
Has left communication
Left it standing out to sour
We fucked ourselves again

. . .


Jenny who can I turn to
You give me something I can hold on to
Now you think I’m like the others before
Who saw you name and number on the wall
Jenny I got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don’t change your number
867-5309, 867-5309, 867-5309, 867-5309
Jenny your the girl for me
You don’t know me, but you make me so happy
I tried to call you before but I lost the nerve
I tried my imagination but I was disturbed
Jenny I got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don’t change your number
867-5309, 867-5309, 867-5309, 867-5309
I got it, I got it, I got your number on the wall
I got it, I got it, for a good time, for a good time call
Jenny I got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don’t change your number
867-5309, 867-5309, 867-5309, 867-5309
Jenny who can I turn to
For advise and my troubles I can always turn to you

. . .


Just good ol' boys
Never meaning no harm
Yeah, well all they ever saw was the trouble with the law
Since the day they were born
Flat in the curves
Straight on the hills
Someday the mountain might get'em
But the law never will
Making their way,any way they now how
That's just a little bit more than the law will allow



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There was a kid so low, he couldn't stand up
No money, no respect and too much bad luck
Desperation had gotten to him at last
It was dark
Dark alley and a shot gun blast
And I, knew a man everyone thought
Was out of his mind
He had a cane and seemed to be around all the time
And it's a shame, when a car rolls past
It was dark
Dark alley and a shot gun blast

Shotgun, yeah no one ever thinks about it
Shotgun, yeah no one ever thinks about it
Shotgun, yeah no one ever thinks about it
Until its out of your head

. . .


Like quicksand, I’m always getting deeper
The more I struggle, the more I get in deeper
And here I am, out there doing time
Out on the mission, down on the mission line
I’m down in the mission

. . .


There is a place not far from the city
Where old men go to die and bums are pissing
Last night no one checked out,
And I checked back in
While toothless winos
Watched and grinned
And they don't really care about you
Some things you can't tell
Sometimes I can't take the smell
St. James Hotel

. . .


Second street west of 39th

Tries to sleep

But he only winds up walking all night

Tries to remember when his head was right...

Sees his breath in the corner light

He walks away from his life

He tries to find...

Third street east of 49th

Can't sleep

She always seems to cry all night

Smokes another as the neighbors fight

Can't seem to keep her head on right

She wonders where's her life

She tries to find...

And when your thoughts are all you're finding

Can't you feel your gears are grinding you into the ground.

. . .


Do you see me out there

Getting ready to go

Packing my frustrations away

I can always go for miles and still don't know

Why my disappointments always stay,

Packing all my frustrations away...

Why my disappointments always stay...

Am I wasting my time

I don't know what I will find...

Took eighteen years to realize

I don't know the reasons why!

The day I walked away

That was my lucky day!!!

. . .


When you look around
What you got don’t mean a thing...
Waiting, waiting, waiting - stop!
You gotta stand and pick yourself up...
Hanging around don’t mean a thing
Unless you hold the power ring.

. . .


I wish I could have it all
And even if I could and then I would take it all,
Start it new with one thing that I could do
One wish I'd take it all away
I'd take it all away from you
I'd wish it all away...



. . .


Late at night
I can see so clearly
They see right through me
And I know that ten years before
I was the kid at the corner store and I still know
And at that age things are so confusing
And no matter what I tried
I still wound up losing. are things still that confusing?
And at that age, that awkward age
I knew someday that things would change
Have I been thinking too much tonight
When I think of how my life's gone by?
And at that age...
There were things that I never really knew
And I keep hearing my parents say:
"Do as I say, don't say as I do."
What could I do?


. . .


Is this just like the young boy dreaming in the olden days
watching all the old time movies only Saturday
all those soldiers and the changes would my heroes men
who ran out of things to change
TV minute in

[Chorus:]
(Good) times have changed
TV lied
where's the good lives?
(Good) times have changed
before my eyes
where's the good lives?

It's just I'd rather watch the TV in these modern days
watching all the other movies every single day
stealers, pushers, small time dealers are my favorite friends
and all I do is watch TV
my only other friend

[Chorus]

Good time for change, hey (whoa)
and TV lied to me (whoa)
all I wanted to know
is this the good life?

[Chorus]
Whoa, whoa

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