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Queens Of The Stone Age
Queens Of The Stone Age


Background information
Origin Palm Desert, California, USA
Genre(s) Hard Rock
Neo-psychedelia
Stoner Rock
Alternative Rock
Years active 1997—present
Label(s) Universal
Interscope Records
Associated acts Eagles of Death Metal
Them Crooked Vultures
Kyuss
Fififf Teeners
Mondo Generator
Sweethead
The Dead Weather
The Desert Sessions
Website Website
Members
Joey Castillo
Troy Van Leeuwen
Josh Homme
Dean Fertita
Michael Shuman



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Queens Of The Stone Age Album


Rated R (06/06/2000)
06/06/2000
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Lightning Song
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Nicotine, valium, vicadin, marijuana, ecstasy, and alcohol

. . .


I've got a secret, I cannot say
Blame all the movement to give it away
You've got somethin, I understand
Holding it tightly, caught on command
Leap of faith, do you doubt?
Cut you in, I just cut you out

[chorus:]
Whatever you do
Don't tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don't tell anyone

Look for reflections, in your face
Canine devotion, time can't erase
Out on the corner, locked in your room
I never believe them and I never assume
Still can't believe there is a lie
Promises promise, an eye for an eye
We've got something to reveal
No one can know how we feel

[repeat chorus 2x]

I think you already know
How far I'd go not to say
You know the art is gone
And I'm taking this all to the grave

[repeat chorus]

. . .


You're a head case with a smile
Can't stop to make up your mind
Education is so lame (so lame)
When you bitch and you moan
You're a loose girl, I'm a guy (hey)
You're a truth freak with a lie
The situation is so strange
It's a tv show

In a hotel on the phone
You're gonna leave me, I should've known (should've known)
And I was thinkin, it's so sad
I didn't want you to go
Don't wanna follow the laws of man
Bloody apron, leg of lamb
It's so hard to win
When there's so much to lose

Infiltrate the walls that are caving in
It ain't a bad thing
This ain't reality
Infiltrate the walls that are caving in
It ain't a bad thing
Because it is natural

Second Avenue, raising Cain
I'm a sinner, ring my bell (hey)
I'll tell you what, I get up
If I knew I fell

. . .


Silent hell on the marble slab
The best trip that I've ever had
Higher than a jet plane, pass it around
My drinks on empty, need another round

[chorus:]
I wanna fly, wanna ride with you
Is this the best that you can do?
I wanna fly, wanna ride with you
Higher than a jet plane with you

Will we arrive in the middle of nowhere
Don't act like you know, I been here so many times
I never seen you before
But now that I have, I don't wanna see you no more

Higher than a jet plane with you
Higher than a jet plane with you

[repeat chorus]

Ah-ah, auto pilot no control
Ah-ah, ahh
Ah-ah, auto pilot no control
Ah-ah, ahh

Higher than a jet plane with you
Higher than a jet plane with you

[repeat chorus]

. . .


The blue pill opens your eyes
Is there a better way
A new religion prescribed
To those without the faith
The hero holding a knife
And blood is not enough
Is it too late to go back?
Is it too late to go?

There's no one here
And people everywhere, you're on your own

Let's see if I'm hearing this right
Is it just I should take
And never endings are glad
To carry out the dead
Your idols burn in the fire
The mob comes crawling out (take us down and out)
I'm reclaiming their minds
Destroying everyone

There's no one here
And people everywhere, you're all alone

. . .


The walls are closing in again, oh well
The walls are closing in again, oh well
I seen some thing I thought I never saw
Covered in hair
Paul's dad is warped and bubbling, oh well
Paul's dad is warped and bubbling, oh well
And my mind is out here on another wave
Covered in hair

She won't grow

[chorus:]
You've got a monster (distress) in your parasol (body out??)
You've got a monster (dwarves, doors?) in your parasol (of course)
You've got a monster (displeasure) in your parasol (I told you??)
You've got a monster (?) in your parasol (xnay?)
Paul's sister is an alien, oh well

Paul's sister is an alien, oh well
I seen some things I thought I never saw
Covered in hair

She won't grow

You've got a monster (distress, my pest?) in your parasol
You've got a monster (drawves) in your parasol (war horse)
You've got a monster (displeasure) in your parasol (?)
You've got a hole in you I never saw (??)
In your parasol, in your parasol

. . .


[spoken:]
I don't even know what I'm doing here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

A little girl can never freeze
Off a ? you gotta be with me
Well I know, you know
Everybody everyone let's go

Oh, baby, baby, you're so sweet
Ah, ah, wooo

Living is hard, ?
I'm so old, you're so young
I know, you know
Everybody everyone let's go

Oh, baby, baby, you're so sweet
Goddamn, ah, ah, whoa

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

?
Little girl, it's what I saw
You know, I know
Everybody everyone let's go

Oh, baby, baby, you're so sweet
Whoooo
Ah, baby, baby, you're so sweet
Goddamn, ah, ah, whoa!

. . .


Cracks in the ceiling, crooked pictures in the heart
Countin and breathin, I'm leaving here tomorrow
Way down low, I never do you any good
Laughin is easy, I would if I could

[chorus:]
Ain't gonna run
Just live till you die, wanna drown
With nowhere to fall into the arms of someone
There's nothing to save I know
You live till you die

[chorus:]
Live till you die, I know

Loosing feelin, but I couldn't get the way ??
Countin and breathin, disappearin in the fade
Lay down low, I never do you any good
Stoppin and stayin, I would if I could

[chorus:]
Ain't gonna run
Just live till you die, wanna drown
With nowhere to fall into the arms of someone
There's nothing to save I know
You live till you die

[repeat chorus]

. . .


Everyday I wake up feeling this way
I take it downtown with all the action going down
Stike your match, strike your match, cook it up

[chorus:]
(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I feel so fucking sick (My life)
(Your life) On the bathroom floor

Try to get out and get right
Hustling little girls
Machine little boys
Yeah

Gotta get out, gotta get out and get right
Gotta get out, I gotta get out no more
No more, no more

(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I'm feeling so sick
On the bathroom floor (My life)
I'm feeling so sick (Your life)
No more

Yeah!
(High life, low life, high life, low life, high life, low life)

(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I feel so sick no more

. . .

Lightning Song

[No lyrics]

. . .


You know why
They called and just let it ring
No reply
The door is open I swear
Ain't no use in pickin up
You know why

[chorus:]
It's all my head I know
So they tell me so
Until my head explodes
Into my head it goes

Tastes so good
Oh, but I knew it would
Tastes so good
Burn like a match house
Medicate just to make you soft
Love is blind

Catchin the rest me
What the hell were they thinking of
You know why

[repeat chorus]

. . .


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