My life is a stereo, how loud does it go? What songs do I know? What ever happened to my plans? Whatever happened to the life I thought I had? My life is a stereo, kinda cheaply made though How bad does it show? Whatever did become of all my friends? Whatever happened to the likes of all of them? My life is a stereo, outphased but you know 60 cycles humming, whatever happened to my friends? Whatever happened to the likes of all of them? But I like being here And I'm all hooked up wrong Hang on to me, I'm one in a million One in a million, one in a million Please hang on to me My life is a stereo, turn me on and let's go Turn me up louder, I'll scream as loud and clear as I can scream And if you like what you're hearing, please hang on to me Oh, I like being here And I'm all tied up wrong Hang on to me, I'm one in a million One in a million, one in a million And my lights are like candles I'm so afraid of new technology I'm in the race and I don't want to be Yeah I'm so afraid of what's to come for me I'm in your face and I don't, I don't want to be My life is a stereo, outphased but you know Put me anywhere, please don't think of leaving me behind Whatever happens to you, I'll get on just fine I'm one of a million, one of a million One of a million, one of a million One of a million, one of a million One of a million, ooohhh Ah, ladada

They're selling postcards of the hanging Well, they're painting the passports brown Yeah, the beauty parlor's filled with sailors The circus is in town Oh no, but here comes the blind commissioner Well, they've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other's in his pants And the riot squad, they're restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight from Desolation Row Oh, Cinderella, she seems so easy "Well, it takes one to know one," she smiles And she puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style Now, but here comes Romeo, moaning "You belong to me, I believe" And someone says "You're in the wrong place, my friend You better leave" And then the only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up on Desolation Row Yeah, at midnight all the agents And superhuman crew Go out and round up everyone That knows more than they do They're gonna bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that no one is escaping to Desolation Row And so now I can't read too good Don't send me no letters, no! Not unless you gotta mail them from Desolation Row

Each step closer That real transition My breasts and hips In prime position Glimmering petals Roll On 77 to Seoul Crave to laugh While aero pills Stuck my tides He wants more He wants more It was a sleepless flight Not down till past midnight Ride repeated Life we cheated A yellow dress Stained in summer delight Shimmering Jade Trapped in my own shade Turn the page Image the prospect of the The golden age The golden wage Requested authorisation Need more information 'Bout the girl Who was a maiden Hold the moon From the equation Now it's time for incubation Bury my head in the sand 'Cos they're never gonna Catch me I'm fucking innocent Typhoon stole my Honeymoon Typhoon honeymoon Nothing old Nothing new Nothing left Nothing blue Nothing old Nothing new Nothing left Nothing blue

Lay me down Lay me down Take me down To the Pink City Wear my heart lies In the sand for you With one sunken eye Neither dead nor alive Growing up young I was a stranger My greatest danger Myself and I Wooden whiskers And Elephant cries My face express One millions lies On the rim A metal tin Now Can't you see Now Can't you see the pain I'm in Whatever you do, treat me well Whatever you do, treat me well A flying bone I'm on my own Kick the bottle now Oh it's my fault Tangled in madness Rippled with Sadness Whatever you do, treat me well Whatever you do, treat me well Whatever you do, treat me well Whatever you do, treat me well Take me down To the Pink City Wear my heart lies In the sand for you With one sunken eye Neither dead nor alive

Scratch Lick Rats Smack in my veins Tummy pains Still climbing up the same ol' fucking drain Salted wounds I taste your spoon Inflicted in the womb Silence the room I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care about the future I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care about the future Now I'm not sure now where I fit Or how I fit exactly I know there were those above And those below But I'm not sure now where I fit Take me back to where you first found me Just leave me there I'll find my way back Turn me loose Turn me loose I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care about the future Whether you're with us Or against us Chivalry is dead As these shrivelled up flowers I lay on your bed Chivalry is dead Chivalry is dead Chivalry is dead As those shrivelled up powers you play in your head Chivalry is dead I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care about the future I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care I Still Care about the future