Release Date: 1990
Duration: 54:06
Label: Warner Bros.
Catalog Number: 9 26478-2
Half of me wants to knock you out Half of me wants to tell you that I'm sorry, so sorry Meanwhile, half of the world wants to scream and shout at half of the world Just like you and I Just another fact of life We plan and we scheme 'Til there's nothing left of our little dream But half of the time I can't decide and Half of the time I'm petrified I want to change the world I want to make it well How can I change the world When I can't change myself Try again tomorrow I'd love to change your mind Capture your citadel How could I change your mind If I can't change myself Try again tomorrow Both of us want to win this fight Both of us think the other is mistaken, so mistaken Meanwhile, everyone wants to take up sides So everyone helps us to fall apart Just another fact of life It's hard to play fair And it's so easy to pretend to care But if nobody wants to share the blame Then everyone gets more of the same If I want more peace in the world Then I must make peace with myself If I want more trust in the world Then I've got to trust in myself If I want more love in the world I must show more love to myself
I've been around the world, I'm going around again I got a new word up, gonna lay it on my friends I'm still too young, I've got these emotions in my blood But when I grow up, gonna be a scientist of love Working on, love science Got to know, love science Show the world, love science How to be a scientist of love Tell my friends, love science Take a chance, love science Give it up, love science I'm a scientist of love Feel the power, love science Study hard, love science Know the truth, love science Be a scientist of love Choose a plan, love science Pick 'em up, put 'em down, love science Bring it on home, love science Got to be a scientist of love Hey you! Sometimes you get screwed up, and you're looking for a cure But you don't want to see just another amateur I know the kind of expert you must be thinking of Go out and find yourself a scientist of love Some say that love's a game, a random circumstance I'm not the type to leave that kind of thing to chance You might sit back and wait, but I'm taking off the gloves I'm gonna crack this case like a scientist of love 1, 2, 3! If love's what we want, if love's what we need Why can't we make love from suspicion and greed? If love's what we want, if love's what we need Why can't we make love? I've got no time to waste just waiting for the bus This is the place, the space to get down and serious School is in, the lab is open for research I do declare that love is a walking, talking church I've got to quell the beast, be a credit to my sex I've got to give at least as much as I expect Can't get no rest 'til I discover what I need Gotta start somewhere, that why I believe, believe, believe Believe the word, love science Party down, love science Thinking hard, love science How to be a scientist of love Place to place, love science Hour to hour, love science Can't hold back, love science Got to be a scientist of love Sexy girl, love science Manish boy, love science Take the course, love science And be a scientist of love In your face, love science Outer space, love science Here's a taste, love science Got to be a scientist of love If love's what we want, if love's what we need Why can't we make love in a love factory? If love's what we want, if love's what we need Why can't we make love?
You can feel the bodies aching You can feel the spirit waisting But it's someone else's children And it's someone else's problem in the end You just go about your business You've got bigger fish frying Someday you might be a witness Someday you may wake up crying like I cry What's the problem? There's no problem in your own little world What's the bother? Can't be bothered 'til your own little world goes to hell, Then you can tell We are all in this together We are all in this together We got to pull together And we can't worry who's sorry now Who's sorry now, Now that everything is clear Who's sorry now, Sorrow unspoken here Please take a bow You got so many distractions You got old friends to satisfy You're afraid of the reaction If the others should find out, you'd falsify Maybe this could never happen Maybe God is on your side Tell yourself what I tell myself That it's justice when somebody else must die It's a hard life Such a hard life, it's a hard little world Some are winners, some are losers Here in our little world But you'd sell out, beg, borrow, steal, Move mountains, if it was your own It was your own When it's your own pretty baby There's no method in the madness We all can't escape the sadness Don't surround your heart with hardness You may someday need someone to sympathize Before you're crushed by your own selfishness You must confess Are you feeling sorry? Sorrow spoken here Who's sorry now
My boy I say you're unaware of Things that I am unaware of The things they say behind one's back That you suspect but aren't quite sure of Don't say you haven't noticed The smell of money is all about me I just can't rid myself Of it's overpowering bouquet My inner beauty cursed with obscurity By a scent that can't be washed away I don't know who you think I am But if I'm who I think I am Then there's no cranny I've examined Taints the air where ere I am But don't say you haven't noticed The smell of money wafts all about me It neutralizes any other odors I convey Best friends won't tell me They know I'm suffering With a scent that can't be washed away The stench of money Is reeking off of me A mix of cheap cologne Weasel pheromone and rotted grave Thank dad and mommy I'm filthy, stinking rich So I can say to you "Piss off" I bathe, I bathe
If I have to be alone Then I should make my mind serene After all you're born alone, you die alone You might as well spend every moment in between alone But if I have to be alone Then it will be on my own terms I can never talk about it, ever show it Even though the world is watching while I squirm alone And your bleeding heart friends say, "Isn't it sad?" Then they go make love While you go insane. Insane! It drives you mad! Mad! My mind, I love my mind And if no one can feel the same I'm a computer with a name And I've got no one else to blame If I have to be alone And if nobody understands That special creature that is me And if they fail to see the me I see Then no one else knows truly what it is To be alone Maybe once in a lifetime you lose your will Then you can let down your guard But they cower in fear. In fear. It makes you ill! Ill! My heart, my burning heart And if no one will quench the flame I'm not obliged to do the same And then they'll have to share the blame Because I have to be alone Because I have to be alone But I don't want to be alone
Sometimes things fall apart That's God's love in disguise And when I break your heart That's my love in disguise When you awake in pain It should come as no surprise I'm not so sure I care Yet still it must be there My love is in disguise And all you want are sweet lies Ian I see my problem now Don't be a fool Her love was in disguise Look what she's done Some fear that won't allow She'll do it again Her love to shed this guise Ian Pale, pure, and virgin things She'll be our downfall So frail, it turns from my eyes Don't believe your eyes It hides while I become So hurt my heart is numb When love is in disguise The best you have is sweet lies And then she'll leave you all alone Possessiveness and jealousy We recognize easily That which we all claim to prize No one can recognize The poor young sap is unaware of Things that we are all aware of The knife she hides behind her back Misery! He'll get his share of The flowers must pollinate The beasts are forced to mate Woman and man decide Yet we're not satisfied God's love is in disguise And all we want are sweet lies Sweet lies
The one that showed me kindness Was the one that taught me kindness Though I did not recognize it Still I might have died without it And when I awakened It was too late to thank her If I live someday I'll make repayment And show someone the kindness she showed me When my voice grows strident When I feel important I'm reminded of that kindness And where I'd be without it I'm learning my lessons It may take me a lifetime Give me strength to justify my being And show someone the kindness shown to me
Cut 'em loose Public servant, public slave It's one single slide from the cradle to the grave Can't remember why you're still in the race To be a public servant, public slave You got to know who Satan is You know you made him come alive You let the yahoos write the script When you sold your soul to survive I only want to hear my voice Come on, hit me where I live Let's imagine we had a choice Let's pretend we're persuasive I guess it keeps you off the street I guess you couldn't find honest work And you're content to follow the fleet Hanging 'round with world-class jerks I guess you can't have too little class Sometimes it pays to have no soul Just keep your mindset in the past And your head up your asshole It's not as if we couldn't cope It's not as if the pope eloped It's just as if you're out of hope And if you can't stand twice as tall If you're too afraid to fall If you haven't got the balls Cut 'em loose
Gaya's crying, can't you hear her crying Like a whisper, oh so very soft and low If you listen, underneath the status quo Will she still be friends and once again Pardon our ignorance? Can we make ammends so near the end? Is there no second chance? No one hears when Gaya cries No one cares to wonder why Can't they see the tears in Gaya's eyes? Gaya's crying (yes she is) Selfish children, greedy little children Took her loving and gave her nothing in return Like invaders, everything is slash and burn Count up every face and every race That we will never see Count the human ache we can't escape The tears are for you and me As her lovely green eyes Turn black And her pretty blue dress Turn black And her gentle red lips Turn black Everything that she has Turn black And is it too late? Turn back Is it too late? Turn back Is it too late? No facts of life, no birds and bees Can't see the forest, can't see the trees Oh pitiful capricious lies That hide the tears in Gaya's eyes
Old rocking chair It beckons you like a junkie's needle Start thinking feeble Cowardly lion The special today is karma yoga Glued to the sofa Where was I when we lost power? Where was I when lies were spoken? Where was I when evil snuck in? Where was I when hope was choking? A spy in the house Someday one of the kids may catch us cussing Then turn us in Family ties They used to be colors in a rainbow Now we fly solo Give me back the passion flower Give me back the nonconsumer Give me back my lack of reason Give me back my sense of humor Blow like cyclone my second wind Blow like typhoon my second wind Blow like tempest my second wind Blind by design I've gotten the hang of not resisting Who cares who's listening Popular press And we've got the video and the movies Let's feed the zombies Now that I know what to fight for Now that I need more adventure Now that I have thoughtful patience Now that I can see the future Put your hours in and take your pay Like there wasn't any other way Then I heard a voice inside me say It was twenty years ago today When did I get so tired? Did I wake up half-sleeping? I can't life slip away To a world with no meaning
He found a letter. Someone had slipped it under the door. Said I gotta tell you something, I never told no one before. I know it sounds crazy. I can hardly bring myself to say, But the feeling is oh so strong now, I can't hold out another day. I hope you can take it said that way. When I say, I wanna fuck you, Jesse. I wanna fuck you, Jesse. I wanna fuck you 'cause I got the right To love a man whose stupid, ugly, and white. I wanna say "fuck you," Jesse Helms. She got a message, Just another beep on the message machine. Said I feel so guilty, I think it's time that I come clean. I thought I knew better. I thought I had chosen the proper words to say. I wanted to be so honest. Tell you a story you've never heard, Now that I finally got the nerve. I wanna fuck you, Tipper. I wanna fuck you, Tipper. 'Cause you showed me that Things are still the same. Everybody's parents turn out lame. I wanna say "fuck you," Tipper Gore He heard her crying, But he couldn't make out a word she said. She was alone and frightened. She was wishing she was dead. She knew it was hopeless. He was way up there, and she was way down here. Still she called his name out In a voice that was loud and clear. She said I know it sounds so weird, But I wanna fuck you, Johnny. I wanna fuck you, Johnny. I wanna hold you down And fuck you while you squirm And force you to bring that thing to term. I wanna say "fuck you," John Paul II. Got to say "fuck you" Tipper Gore. Just got to say "fuck you" Jesse Helms.
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