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Ryan Adams
Ryan Adams


Background information
Birth name David Ryan Adams
Born November 5, 1974
Origin Raleigh, North Carolina, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Alternative Country
Years active 1991—present
Label(s) Bloodshot Records
Lost Highway Records
PAX AM
Associated acts The Finger
Whiskeytown
The Cardinals
Counting Crows
Phil Lesh & Friends
Orion
Website Website



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Ryan Adams Album


Rock N Roll (11/04/2003)
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Hypnotixed (UK/Japan bonus track)
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Funeral Marching (Japan bonus track)
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Let me sing a song for you
That's never been sung before
All the words were meant for you
And never been said before
She kisses when she sleeps
She kisses when she's sleeping
Let me sing a song for you
A song that's worth the dreaming

Don't waste my time
This is it
This is really happening

What's the use in marigolds
These flowers are for you
All the lights go after burn
The sky it splits in two
I kiss her on her teeth
I kiss her on her teeth, hmm
Let me sing a song for you that alters your belief

Don't waste my time
This is it
This is really happening

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Girl, don't tell me how you want me
Tell me how to get through
Girl, don't tell me how you want me
Tell me how to get through

'Cause I gotta know
I gotta know
I gotta know

I gotta know
I gotta know
I gotta know you inside out
Know what I'm talking about
You're taking me higher than I've been before
You're taking me higher than I've been before
And leaving me shallow

Girl, don't tell me how you need me
Tell me how to get through

Cause I gotta know
I gotta know
I gotta know

I gotta know
I gotta know
I gotta know you inside out
Know what I'm talking about
You're taking me higher than I've been before
You're taking me higher than I've been before
You're taking me higher
You're taking me higher

You gotta do what you do
Gotta say what you say
And lie to yourself
Forever

You gotta do what you do
Gotta say what you say
You've lied to yourself
Forever

Girl, don't tell me how you need me
Tell me how to get through
Girl, don't tell me how you need me
Tell me how to get through
'Cause I gotta know

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The sun is shining hard at my feet
And the city is an animal ready to eat

It's raining like a nose bleed, cigarettes and sweets
And I feel it coming on
Bloody as the day I was born

It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974

She isn't crazy
She's just not impressed
She stabs me with her eyes
Dirty knives hidden in her dress

And it's raining like bombs in my room when I'm alone
And I swear I think I knew you before
Just like the day I was born

It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974

Do you want it, do you want it, do you want it, come on
Do you want it, do you want it, come on just bring it on
Nothing gonna stop it now
But nothing
Do you want it, come on
Do you want it, do you want it, come on just bring it on

It's 1974
It's 1974
It's 1974
It's 1974

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Cotton candy and a rotten mouth
You know you're so fucked up
You know I couldn't help but have it for you

And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
And knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of shit
And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally fucked up
I'm totally fucked up
Wish you were here

And streets that only turn to boulevards
And houses with back yards
and it's raining like hell on the cars
And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
Knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of shit
And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally fucked
I'm totally fucked
Wish you were here

And if I could have my way
We'd take some drugs
And we'd smile
We'd smile
We'd smile
But not tonight, my dear
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here

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Today I watched the boats
Moving through the harbor
Walking on water
In your arms I'd stay
Forever if I could
Fireer if I may
Keeps me in your thoughts, don't disappear

I am on your side
And so alive
So alive it isn't real

If this is how I feel
Then nothing now is true
And nothing now can ever be taken away from you
Sinking in the past
The things that shouldn't last
Just put to bed and stand beside me
Stand beside me

Always on your side
I'm on your side
And so alive it isn't real

I am on your side
And so alive
And so alive
And so alive

I am on your side
I am on your side
I am on your side
And so alive
So alive

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Nobody with no one to call
And all this time
Hot metal as her clothes dissolve
Emergency lights
It's genocide
It's sucide

I'm spinning around the room in awe
I'm spinning around the room

I'm floating through a room of halls
Partytime
Stops breathing like a china doll
And broken eyes
It's genocide
Suicide

I'm spinning around the room in awe
All bloody in the luminol
I'm spinning around the room in awe
In awe

Save my life...
Say my name

It's genocide
It's suicide

I'm floating through a room of halls
All bloody in the luminol
I'm spinning around the room in awe
In awe
And on and on and on

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I finally see the light
Down on the east side
Wasted like a memory
If I had a car I'd drive
Straight off the bridge into the river, it would empty me

Pretty pictures in a magazine
Everybody is so make believe, it's true
I used to be sad
Now I'm just bored with you
You're doomed to repeat the past
'Cause nothing is gonna last
I burned all of your photographs

Traffic sings the songs
Inviting me in to dodge the bullets from an empty gun
If I had a car I'd drive straight into the window of a bank I owed money to

Pretty pictures in a magazine
Everybody is so make believe, it's true
I used to be sad
Now I'm just bored with you
You're doomed to repeat the past
'Cause nothing is gonna last
I burned all of your photographs

And all the time you're so unhappy
And everything to you's so heavy
But oh my word, ain't you pretty now
There's nothing to make up now
No one to wake up now
She's starting to break up
WOW

Pretty pictures in a magazine
Everybody is so make believe, it's true
I used to be sad
Now I'm just bored with you
You're doomed to repeat the past
'Cause nothing is gonna last
I burned all of your photographs

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So much for the days of glory
It's not like your idols died and are holy now
You cross the street and count to ten
And everyone that mattered went to bed
Or maybe they died

Welcome home
Miss So Unknown
Bet you want it back
They all want it back, but you can't have it
You've lost total control

The sun, it lights the blades of grass
It's not like she knows the difference or cares
She's stupid and cold
Somewhere in the waves of doubt
It's not like she swam awhile, then faded out
So stupid and calm

Welcome home
Miss So Unknown
Do you want it back?
Welcome home
Miss So Unknown
They all want it back, when they want it all back
But you can't have it
You've lost control

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I'm as blue
I'm as blue as the ocean is true, it's just reflections of the sky
I'm as cold
I'm as cold as the stories you told but never sick enough to die

Note to self: don't change for anyone
Note to self: don't die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Don't change, just lie

I'm as sick
I'm as crass as the things in your past, you wished that you could let them go
Caged birds
Caged animals starving for class
In your house when you're alone

Note to self: don't change for anyone
Note to self: don't die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Don't change, just lie

Who do you call when you're alone
Nobody, baby
Who do you want to be, figure out and just let me know
Don't change, don't change, don't change
Just let me go
Just let me go
Just let me go

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Everybody's cool playing rock n roll
Everybody's cool playing rock n roll
I don't feel cool at all
I don't feel cool at all
Send all of my best out to the hand
I don't think I'll make it out to the show
There's this girl I can't get out of my head
There's this girl I can't get out of my head
And I don't feel so cool at all

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So, I am in the twilight of my youth
Not that I'm going to remember
Have you seen the moon tonight, is it full?
Still burning it's embers
The people dancing in the corner
They seem happy, but I am sad
I am still dancing in the coma of the drinks I just had
Does anybody wanna take me home?
Does anybody wanna take me home?
Take me to your house and I'll leave you alone
Of course I will, of course I won't
It seems so tragic, but it disappears like magic
Like magic
Like magic

Can you recommend an education or drugs
Because I'm bored with you already
I'm on Broadway and I think it's a parade
I'm covered in pieces of confetti
And I am in the twilight of my youth
Not that I'm going to remember
Dancing and slowly and finding the truth
And it covered in coma
All these people in my life, they seem so in love
Well, I am not
Memorizing my shoes in a cigarette shop
Does anybody wanna take me home?
Does anybody wanna take me home?
I'm kinda lonely, will you take me home?
Of course you will, of course you won't
Of course I'm crass, it seems so tragic
Of course you will, of course you won't
But I'll disappear, I'll disappear
Just like magic
Just like magic
Just like magic

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So, tell me how you feel without your medicine
Hold your head feeling paranoid
Sweet sixteen for a schizoid

So, tell me how you feel now you're the only one
Held your head in the setting sun
Sweet black smoke with the poison

Hey, come on everybody, do Miss America
Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical

So tell me how you feel without your medicine
Hold your head feeling paranoid
Runnin down the street from a mergatroid

So tell me how you feel
Now you're the only one
Held your head in the setting sun
Sweet black smoke from a crooked gun

Hey, come on everybody, do Miss America
Hey, you know when she goes down it’s hysterical

Hey, come on everybody, do Miss America
Hey, you know when she goes down it’s hysterical

Hey, come on everybody, do Miss America
Hey, you know when she goes down it’s hysterical

Do Miss America

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I'm as lonely as boys
I'm as lonely as boys
I'm as lonely as monkeys taught to destroy
Anything they learn to enjoy

So pardon me angel
So pardon me angel
Pardon me my love for you is a stranger
That you met some place but ignored

So break and go home
Break and go home
Why don't you leave me, leave me alone?

I'm as lonely as boys
Who are lonely for girls
Who are lonely as monkeys taught to enjoy
Everything they learn to destroy

So pardon me angel
So pardon me angel
Pardon me my love for you is in danger
In danger of becoming a bore

So break and go home
Break and go home
Why don't you leave me, leave me alone?

And break and go home
Break and go home

And break and go home
Break and go home
And go home
I’m the loneliest boy
With the loneliest plan
But I’m ready and I want to understand
That ain’t a woman, that’s a girl

So pardon me angel
So pardon my anger
Pardon me my faith in girls is in danger
She leaves you addicted, wantin' more

So break and go home
Break and go home
Why don't you leave me, leave me alone?

And break and go home
Break and go home

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I was shooting in the back of the car
When the windows smashed on the police cars
I was swimming through the streets of New York
With my cocaine dagger and throats to cut

And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
But it was making me high

She was a hooker at the age of 16
All she wanted was the money
She didn't need an I.D.
She was a junkie and I know its cliché
But then so was her life
I mean, she lived in L.A.

And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
But it was making her high

And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
But it was making her high
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)
And it was making her cry
(Painted it all black, the chains are jerking)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)
And it was making her cry
(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)

Riot in my skull, demons are coming
L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working
Painted it all black, the chains are jerking
L.A. is dead, the drugs ain't working
L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working
L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working
The drugs ain't working
The drugs ain't working

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Two pictures laid on an amp
I'm broken like strings on guitars again
I saw your car parked next to a bridge
I think it was yours, I don't know, I can't tell
I saw your picture in a magazine
I decided to talk to you, what the hell?
Twin pictures in a magazine
There's two of you, I'm a lone sad rebel
Sad rebel

Your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
Hypnotize

Don't tell me to stay again
I believe in the things I can't see and I'm right
Nobody's gonna shove me down
You can turn me away, but I'm turned on all night
I saw your picture in a magazine
I decided to talk to you, what the hell?
What the hell?
Twin pictures in a magazine
There's two of you, I'm a lone sad rebel
Sad rebel

Your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
Hypnotize

Hypnotize
Hypnotize
Hypnotize

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Oh, what's the use in trying?
Thick as thieves and packs of lies
Marching to the palaces of night

All my life I looked for something
All my seas are drops of rain
Drunk as sailors drinking from your hand

Girl, you can do just as you like
Girl, you can do just as you please
Girl, you wanted, you could've been dead
Now, you're swinging like a funeral march in June
And it's way past July

Oh, what's the use in trying?
All the time, it ends in nothing
Oh, what's the use in trying now?

Burn all the canvases
They painted up the queens in crutches
Trial to see how they all see you now

Girl, you can do just as you like
Girl, you can do just as you please
Girl, you wanted, you could've been dead
Now, you're swinging like a funeral march, oh
Yeah, but nobody died
Oh, you're swinging like a funeral march
Oh, you used to be beautiful
Oh, you used to be beautiful
Oh, you used to be beautiful
Oh...

Oh, what's the use in trying?
Everything turns to nothing
No mechanics here can save your life

Moons crash inside the opera
Oozing all the starless actors
All hung there in pieces of a sky

Girl, you can do just as you like
Girl, you can do just as you please
Girl, you wanted, you could've been dead
Now, you're swinging like a funeral march, oh
Yeah, but nobody died
Oh, you're swinging like a funeral march
Oh, you used to be beautiful
Oh, you used to be beautiful
Oh, you used to be beautiful


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