This summer I went swimming This summer I might have drowned But I held my breath and I kicked my feet And I moved my arms around Moved my arms around. This summer I swam in the ocean And I swam in a swimming pool Salt my wounds, chlorined my eyes I'm a self-destructive fool Self-destructive fool. This summer I did the back stroke And you know that that's not all I did the breast stroke and the butterfly And the old Australian crawl The old Australian crawl. This summer I swam in a public place And a reservoir to boot At the latter I was informal At the former I wore my suit I wore my swimming suit. This summer I did swan dives And jack-knives for you all And once when you weren't looking I did a cannonball I did a cannonball. This summer I went swimming This summer I might have drowned But I held my breath and I kicked my feet And I moved my arms around Move my arms around.

Falling in your, falling in your in your arms Fish on a line, learns to live on dry land Thrown back again to drown Kinder with poison Then pushed down the well or a face burnt to hell Feel the cruel stones breaking her bones Dead before born Words fall in ruins -- but no sound She's dying of your shame -- she's maimed by your pain He gives birth to swimming horses Fish on a line, walking on dry land But back in the water to drown -- we drown Floating in sky He gives birth to swimming horses Take a ride on the tide with the assassin at your side The weightlessness under water -- forgets in slow motion And watches pointless tortures He gives birth to swimming horses Floating in sky like fishes can fly through your arms

Your songs remind me of swimming Which I forgot when I started to sink Dragged further away from the shore And deeper into the drink. Sat on the bottom of the ocean A stern and stubborn rock 'Cause your songs remind me of swimming But somehow I forgot. I was sinking and now I'm sunk I was drinking and now I'm drunk Your songs remind me of swimming But somehow I forgot. I tried to remember the chorus I can't remember the verse 'Cause that song that sent me swimming Is now the life jacket that burst. Rotting like a wreck on the ocean floor Sinking like a siren that can't swim anymore 'Cause your songs remind me of swimming But I can't swim anymore. Pull me out the water, cold and blue I open my eyes and see that it's you So I dive straight back in the ocean So I dive straight back in the ocean. Take a deep breath, suck the water in my chest Take a deep breath, suck the water in my chest Cross my fingers and hope for the best Then all of a sudden, I heard a note It started in my chest and ended in my throat Then I realized, then I realized Then I realized I was swimming Yes I was swimming And now I'm swimming Yes I am swimming Your songs remind me of swimming Which I forgot when I started to sink Your songs remind me of swimming Which I forgot when I started to sink Oh, your songs remind me of swimming Which I forgot when I started Your songs remind me of swimming Which I forgot when I started To sink

Two, three, four There's comfort in the bottom of a swimming pool I'm holding my breath for you There's no doubt in my mind that if you could, then you would try Crack my ribcage open and pull my heart right through There's comfort in the bottom of a swimming pool I'm holding my breath for you There's no doubt in my mind that if you could, then you would try To crack my ribcage open, pull my heart right through But I'm a creature of a culture that I create I'm the last one on the dance floor as the chandelier gives way And I am permanently preoccupied with your past I've been around long enough now to know That the good things never last, they never last There's comfort in the silence of a living room The TV is on for you Hide in your basement while your house burns down Your teeth are loose inside of your gums They will eventually fall out, follow an orange Extension cord under a carpet, to a closet door Feeding the black light that will someday make me Very, very, very, very, very rich But I'm a creature of a culture that I create And I'm the last one on the dance floor as the chandelier gives way And I am permanently preoccupied with your past I've been around long enough now to know That the good things never last, they never last How low is your self-esteem? How low could it possibly be? And I know, I know you're in love with me And I've been ignoring you I will stop cutting my pants into shorts I will address the issues I cannot ignore And I will do the things I think you might like And I will be alone, probably the rest of my life There's comfort at the bottom of a swimming pool

Everything she sees She says she wants Everything she wants I see she gets That's my daughter in the water Everything she owns, I bought her Everything she owns That's my daughter in the water Everything she knows, I taught her Everything she knows Everything I say She takes to heart Everything she takes She takes apart That's my daughter in the water Everytime she fell, I caught her Everytime she fell That's my daughter in the water I lost every time I fought her Yeah, I lost every time Everytime she blinks She strikes somebody blind Everything she thinks Blows her tiny mind That's my daughter in the water Who'd have ever thought her? Who'd have ever thought? That's my daughter in the water I lost every time I fought her Yeah, I lost every time

Drunk men stagger, drunk men fall Drunk men swear and that's not all Quite often they will urinate outdoors Like widowed women, drunk men weep Like children curled up, drunk men sleep Like a dog, a drunk will crawl around on all fours Be he broke bum or rich rake His dinner be it bread or cake His beverage be the worse of whiskey, finest wine Puke it stinks and so it seems That drunkards go to great extremes But there has yet to be a perfectly straight line Drunks talk strong when drunks are weak It's easy for a drunk to speak Straight from the heart Yeah, drunks will fight they're not afraid To kiss the mistress and make the maid It's a manly art Oh but big toll will take Blood vessels in nose will break Bags beneath the eyes, another sign Drunks get ugly, so it seems That drunkards go to great extremes But there has yet to be a perfectly straight line Drunks are friendly when they're drunk and Drunks are hostile when they're drunk Which drunk it is, it all depends upon When drunks aren't drunk, they thirst for drink And the elephants are grey, not pink And the drink evaporates the man is gone, gone, gone, gone Back to the yachts and the subway cars To the hip-flasks and fruit jars Flat on the face and flat on the behind Oh, drunks get drunk and so it seems That drunkards go to great extremes But there has yet to be a perfectly straight line Straight line Straight line

Everybody knows the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor and the rich get rich That's how it goes, and everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leakin' Everybody knows that the captain lied Everybody's got this broken feelin' Like their father or their dog just died Everybody's talkin' to their pockets Everybody wants a box of chocolates And a long stemmed rose, and everybody knows Everybody knows that you love me, baby Everybody knows that you really do Everybody knows that you've been faithful Ah, give or take a night or two And everybody knows you've been discreet But there were so many people you just had to meet Without your clothes and everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, and everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, and everybody knows Everybody knows that it's now or never Everybody knows that it's me or you And everybody knows that you live forever Ah, when you've done a line or two And everybody knows the deal is rotten Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton For your ribbons and bows, and everybody knows And everybody knows that the plague is comin' Everybody knows that it's movin' fast Everybody knows that the naked man and woman Are just a shining artifact of the past And everybody knows the scene is dead But there's gonna be a meter on your bed That will disclose what everybody knows And everybody knows that you're in trouble Everybody knows what you've been through From the bloody cross on top of Calvary To the beach in Malibu And everybody knows it's comin' apart Take one last look at this sacred heart Before it blows, and everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, and everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, and everybody knows... Thank you

The yellow walls are lined with portraits And I've got my new red fetching leather jacket All these poses such beautiful poses Makes any boy feel like picking up roses There's never been such grave a matter As comparing our new brand name black sunglasses All these poses such beautiful poses Makes any boy feel as pretty as princes The green autumnal parks conducting And the city streets a wondrous chorus singing All these poses, oh, how can you blame me? Life is a game and true love is a trophy And you said Watch my head about it Baby, you said watch my head about it My head about it Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no Oh, no, oh, no, no kidding Reclined amongst these packs of reasons For to smokes the days away into the evenings All these poses of classical torture Ruined my mind like a snake in the orchard I did go from wanting to be someone now I'm drunk and wearing flip, flops on Fifth Avenue Once you've fallen from classical virtue Won't have a soul for to wake up and hold you In the green autumnal parks conducting All the city streets a wondrous chorus Singing all these poses now no longer boyish Made me a man now but who cares what that is? And you said watch my head about it Baby, you said watch my head about it My head about it Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no Oh, no, oh, no, well you said Watch my head about it Baby, you said watch my head about it My head about it Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no Oh, no, oh, no, no kidding

You walk alone in the valley of life In the shadow of love Under the trees of happiness You walk alone like a baby unborn Like a father unknown Like a pocket penniless I'm happy that you really care But do you really know how scary This is for you and is for me Oh, do you really know? Do you really know? Oh, Natasha, all I can do Is write a song for you Natasha, oh, Natasha for you I sit alone on the cozy ground floor On a bench by the garden waiting also Waiting for love And thinking of all of The catty remarks I also swallow And as I've often asked before Does anybody know, know how scary This is for you and is for me? Does anybody know, anybody know? Oh, Natasha, all I can do Is write a song for you Natasha, oh, Natasha All I can do Is write a song for you Natasha

One day you will come to Montauk And see your dad wearing a kimono And see your other dad pruning roses Hope you won't turn around and go One day you will come to Montauk And see your dad playing the piano And see your other dad wearing glasses Hope that you will want to stay for a while Don't worry, I know you'll have to go One day you will come to Montauk And see your dad trying to be funny And see your other dad seeing through me Hope that you will protect your dad One day you will come to Montauk And see your dad trying to be evil And see your other dad feeling lonely Hope that you will protect him and stay Don't worry, I know you'll have to go One day, years ago in Montauk Lived a woman, now a shadow There she does wait for us in the ocean And although we want to stay for a while Don't worry we all have to go One day you will come to Montauk