Counting Crows - Somewhere Under Wonderland Album Lyrics

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Palisades Park

Somebody screaming on Jim Jeffries' dreams
Exploding into a black fist and falls to the floor
He stares up at the sky and he may wish he knew why
But you can't go back there no more
The future sounds so crazy, we all heard that song before
Tomorrow's a name that changed from yesterday to blame
When a train just don't stop here anymore

I got starry eyed on a coaster ride
Andy said, "Man, I need a break from the world outside"
And these days my life just careens through a pinball machine
I could do so much better but I can't get off the tilt
There's a photograph on a TV, black and white
Andy says something to you
Jack Johnson straddling Reno, Nevada like
She says I forget myself sometimes, too

But out past the doorways where we are sleeping
Well, the white queen's creeping, the time cat's beeping

Now I'm not breaking, the train's just shaking
I never made it here before
And there's a wide mouth spinning the girls around
Till they can't take it any more
I used to dream in the dark, in Palisades Park
Up over the cliffs and down among the spark
It's a long life full of long nights

But it's not what I was waiting for
Everybody's seen the horses driving down the shore
It's a miracle they don't make them anymore

So make up ladies, oh wake up baby
You walked into the bar like some Saturday star
Studs straight on spiked heels and needles and nerves
And you're a downtown pride, fully amplified Clyde
Gin-tied and Asian, but well preserved
Remember Annie outside your bedroom window
Saying, "Come on, let's drive across to the Palisades"
Keep going till we hit Reno, Nevada
I don't see it all that much these days

Still there are pages in back of the action stacks
Where the white queen's creeping, the time cat's beeping

The train's not breaking, the track's just shaking
I never made it here before
And there's a sky rocket turning the world around
But still I can't take it any more
And you carry that spark from Palisades Park
Down over the cliffs and out into the dark
It's a long life full of long nights

But it's not what I was looking for
Everyone dreams of horses flying round the shore
It's a bad dream we're not having anymore

Man, have you seen Andy?
Hey man, hey man, have you seen him around?
Hey man, have you seen my my my my my Andy?
Hey man, have you seen him, have you seen him
Have you seen him, have you seen him?
Hey, have you seen Andy around?

Dressed up in a pirate vest, all leathers and feathers and pearls
Andy said, "Look at me, man, I'm cooking
These hands are gonna figure out this whole world"
He said, "Come outside, climb out your bedroom window
Shimmy down the fire escape and say goodbye
Come outside," Andy says, "I'm dressed up just like Edie
Changing all the time, my leopard spots to polka dots, just say goodbye
Come outside, where maybe we can move to California
Just meet me at the subway and say goodbye
Come outside, the cops all think we're crazy
If you steal, you'll just get married
To a girl who'll never know you and then say goodbye"

Hey man, have you seen Andy?
I lost her in the cirque
I was high as a kite on a lovely and white
Man, you can lose anyone
Hey, hey man, have you seen Andy?
I don't know where she's gone
Real love outlives teenage lust
Oh, we could get wet and it keeps us warm
Love is like angel dust
Lovely sometimes changes us

Sometimes we're not
Have you been aching with trust or just
Have you been waking yourself with lust?
Have you been making us up or just taking us home?

It's a long wait and a long life
Cars frozen in flight
All the traffic stops to stare
At a crosswalk in Reno, Nevada
Where nothing but air and a pair of gray paper wings
Andy thinks, "Man, I have got nothing to wear"
We got nothing to wear
We got nothing to wear
We got nothing to wear
We got nothing to wear

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Earthquake Driver

I was born again a little north of Disney Land
Somewhere under Wonderland and Hollywood
But then I had to go skipping and diving and bouncing back to New York City
Straight through the heart of America where all the wild things grow

I want to be an earthquake driver
I want to be an aquarium diver
I just don't want to go home

I mean, I live alone but I am hungry for affection
I just struggle with connection til the water calls me home
Down into ocean among millions of other lonely people
Drowning among the only people we are ever going to know

I want to be an earthquake driver
I want to be an aquarium diver
I just don't want to go home

I want to be like the people I see
They run all over just like me
I was saved but what keeps me awake
Is I'm tied into the lightning line
And I wanna be where the sun is shining
All night just a waste of time I, I don't want to see people like me
Just sleeping in, waking in, hoping in, hating in

You look at me like I'm some kind of carnival attraction
You say love's this abstraction, just some ghost that you chase
Well, I am sorry friend, I am a blank space
But the words you remember from whenever you saw my face

I want to be an earthquake driver
I don't want to be an aquarium diver
I just don't want to go home

I want to be like the people I see
Hey man, they run all over just like me
I want to thank for what keeps me awake
This unplugged ears to the lightning lining
I want to see if the sun is shining
All night, chasing time I, I don't want to be with people like me
Just creeping in, waking in, hoping in, hating in

So what is the point of this famous self absorption?
We turn ourselves into orphans and then spend out nights alone
Living in fear of some kind of imaginary consequence
Terror incognito, ob-la-di ob-la-da

I want to be an earthquake driver
I don't want to be an aquarium diver
I just don't want to go home

Truth is I don't want to be no earthquake driver
And I don't want to be an aquarium diver
I just don't want to go home

Oh man, just don't want to go home
No, I do not want to go home

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Dislocation

I was an idiot in utero
somehow missed New Mexico
fell to earth in Baltimore I know
Now they lay case in empty rooms
birthday cards and red balloons
and me, I know, I know, I know, I know
I invited Johnny Legs and Jackie-O
Empty parties filled with people I don't know

I am rich and in the radio
I dream on my TV
dislocation, dislocation
I'm fading out in stereo
I don't remember me
dislocation, dislocation

telling lies and taking shots
getting laid in parking lots
getting high and getting caught, I know
All my broken paper planes
parachutes and window panes
I'm a shooting star gone novocaine, I know
So I write to all the girly magazines
Splash my passion on the pages in between

I am rich and in the radio
I dream on my TV
dislocation, dislocation
I'm fading out in stereo
I don't remember me
dislocation, dislocation

Rising from the afterglow
a dodo bird with polio
and me, I know, I know, I know, I know
I play with a rock and roll band on a subway
It keeps me far away from the gamma rays
We lit between the boom boom crash and the fade away,
I know
Come on wake up the congregation
we will see the light tonight
the spark the flash the bang the bite
I know, I know, I know know know know know know know

I am rich and in the radio
I dream on my TV
dislocation, dislocation
I could fade away in stereo
and you won't remember me
dislocation, dislocation
If they dropped a bomb on London
swallow LA with the sea
dislocation, dislocation
Say a prayer for Oklahoma
say another one for me
dislocation, dislocation

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God Of Ocean Tides

Close the door on a short night
Lift the lid on the daylight
6:09 West Tennessee time
And I buy all my days

At the same place where the girl sells her nights
To a God of ocean tides.

All night long,
Writing poems to California
Melodies of failure
And the people I have thrown away
Meanwhile, somewhere west of Carolina
In a congregation of strangers
We are digging holes to China
Then we pray to our reflections
In the water when it rises.

I said headlights pin the highway down
Jesus spins the world around
And I'll spend all my tomorrows coming down
Goodbye all my days.
I know I said I never loved you
But I might just try again tonight.

Truck stops and river Gods
Gas stations of the Cross
Following a ghost,
Following a ghost,
I pray the water wash away
The memories and the cost.

Cary me south, to the sea
Along with your memories of me
We are born in the water
Now we return to Thee.
Colored lights
And birthday cakes
Candle wax
On paper plates.

Breathe the water
Hush-a-bye, hush-a-bye.
You can see through water
All the way up to the sky.

Gods of water, Gods of rain
Cover up the sun again
We are crossing it at the Mississippi line
And I tried all my days
To love you just the way you hoped I might,
But I'm leaving here tonight.
I can't remember yesterday
I tried, if I said I could I lied.

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Scarecrow

Mary steers clear of the men from space
Back alley kid with an American face
She wants the wine, he brings a case
To carry them on through
I said you know what I know about the bedroom boys
Undercover Russians in a pink Rolls Royce
They bang the drum, she sets the beat
They carry Miss America out into the street
She sings, "snowman, scarecrow, john doe, buffalo"

I wish you wouldn't go
I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow
Do do, do do do, do do, do do do
Oh, I guess you ought to know
I got the hands to teach you
I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do
Snowman sideshow, do do, do do do

I fell out of love in the snowbound days
Riding the subway in a Valium haze
I need the whites, she gets the blues
It carries us on through
All these American boys at the Park N Shop
Selling their memories for a dollar a pop
Ivan the ancient spaceman race fan
Corners the market on American taste
And says, "spaceman, scarecrow, peep show, freak show"

I wish you wouldn't go
I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow
Do do, do do do, do do, do do do
Oh, I guess you ought to know
I got the hands to teach you
I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do
Punk rock video, do do, do do do

All the sudden the light inside you dies
Maybe you're going on alone
Maybe you're going all alone
She dreams of sunlight, sings of smaller things
White sugar bowls and wedding rings
You're going on from me alone
You're going on, you're on your own

She was married alive in a Moscow surgery
Hoping to die in a cold war nursery
All of the kids back home believe in much more than we do
It's a memory play where the memory fades
Into pictures you took, into records we played
Spy versus spy, scarecrow and I
Out across the darkness where the bomber jets fly
Singing, "spaceman, smoke show, scarecrow, Geronimo"

I wish you wouldn't go
I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow
Do do, do do do, do do, do do do
Oh, I guess you ought to know
I got the hands to teach you
I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do
Snowman peepshow, do do, do do do

I wish you wouldn't go
I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow
Do do, do do do, oh hell no, do do, do do do
Oh, I guess you ought to know
I got the hands to teach you
I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do
Listening on the midnight radio, do do, do do do

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Elvis Went To Hollywood

November promises it seems,
Of broken February dreams
That don't come true
until you remember me
I don't remember you.
Were you the one who liked to sing?
Or just some other one.
It's strange how hate remains and stays
the same and we're always changing.

We are driving on the ceiling
There are aliens on motorcycles
Riding in the radio
while we destroy the world;
I said, "oh oh - oh no no"
The news is read, the future's dead,
When Elvis went to Hollywood
That's when everything went wrong.

So long goodbye,
It tastes of wedding cakes
and the sound of nursey rhymes
The ghosts of Roderick,
of Alex Chilten, of Victor Frankenstein
the girl you always loved
the one you have no memory of
It's strange how hate remains
to paper over the invasion

We are driving on the ceiling
There are aliens on motorcycles
Hiding in the radio,
while we devour the world
I said - oh oh, oh no no
The future said, the news is dead
When Elvis went to Hollywood
That's when everything went wrong.

The god of Maine proclaims
the last evacuation of a dream
The gospel screams the sock of movie stars
and girly magazines
Spacemen too, from somewhere far away
You have to say it's strange we prayed in vain,
The rockets came and now we're fading.

We are hiding on the ceiling
There are aliens on motorcycles
Riding from the radio, while they destroy the world.
I said - oh oh, oh no no
The paper said, the King is dead
When Elvis went to Hollywood,
That's when everything went wrong.

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Cover Up The Sun

1, 2, 3, 4

Colorado passes by like writing on a wall
Headed eastward down to New Orleans
Dipping into Texas as the stars are fading out
There's still a lot of country in between

When I left California I was 29 years old
And the world just spun me around
Now I watched Louisiana scroll across the window pane
And I'm facing the direction I am bound

Cover up the sun
Let the river run
Make that waters come
Wash me away

Me, Clifton and the king of cats
We sat down in the road
Pedro said, boys, we're three of kind
He said I sat with river rats and I hung my hat with diplomats
Had four brothers once upon a time

He said they tore the country far away from the Rio Grande
And the road just wore them down
So they bought a house beside a lake, outside of New Orleans
And they stared in the direction of the escalating sound

Cover up the sun
Let the river run
Take this good man's son
And wash him away

Well Sister indeciperable is talking to a wall
Back in New York city, she's a queen (in New York sh's a queen)
Well, resurrector Genuflect, she saves the one she can't protect
Keep the chapel pressed, if not Sistine

She drinks Absinthe mixed with Kerosene to keep herself upright
But the word still brings her down
If you can't keep your shit together
When God is on your side
What chance do you have when he's not around?

Cover up the sun
Make that water run
Let the river come
To wash me away

People of the Mardi Gras, in their Tuesday best
Waiting for the South to rise again
Children of Geronimo grieving for the West
Feather dressed and marching their refrain

Oh in the dark of Armstrong Park the marching bands ascend
But they never make a sound
Just a quiet prayer for communist square
A silent conversation there
With the night to rest our eyes in
We just look to the horizon for a change

Cover up the sun
Let the river run
I pray the water come and wash me away
Color in the sky
Make that diesel fly
Oh, just lay me down to die and just take me away
Yeah

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John Appleseed's Lament

I stepped out the front door into winter and the world outside
I stepped out the door to New York City, my hair was barely dry
I could not remember where I was going, so I went back inside
Nothing happening in the elevator, nothing happening on the stairs
Nothing ever happening when I am sleeping, I cannot stay there
How'd you find a party when you're in your room
How'd you find the action man, the action is everywhere

And inside to climb outside your bedroom window, paint a picture on a cloud
Oh if you decide that you can't hide inside your mind
Provide the slide to get you out
Feels just like you're falling and you're going down
But everybody loves you when you hit the ground

I say a prayer, I say a prayer, I say a prayer to Pocahontas
I pray to John Appleseed
Oh I cigarette the winter air, then [?] stand my way down seventh street
Some chick yells Jesus love me more than I know but less than I need
I parade down the valley to the ballerina then I step off into the air
Point my sunglasses east towards Jerusalem and then follow all the pharoahs there
They're building pyramids in western square
Driving in circles round the circus til the circles in the air
My love says come on Adam tell me what the hell is wrong with you
She says, come on Adam tell me, what the hell am I supposed to do?
She says, I could love you, I could leave you, I can't live what you put me through

I call the winter Maria cause I do not know her face
I call the endless sky Emilia because she stays with me from place to place
I call the sun my love Emanuel, she cradle me in her embrace
I left, nothing happening in the kitchen, nothing happening on the floor
Nothing happening in my bed, she don't sleep there no more
Hard to find the bottom when you're in the air

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Possibility Days

It was a cold 3am at JFK
Guess you stayed cause you wanted to stay
We went from zero to everything all in a day
And then Kennedy took you away

I thought of a short
Road that was keeping you warm
And the moments
That make up the light till you wake up

We sit on a swing and talk with the girl
She tells you she wanted to kiss you
You know that the worst part of a good day
Is knowing its slipping away
Its just one more possibility day
That is gone

I go west but your weather has changed
Your just scared I'm mistaken for strange
When you want me to leave then
I start to believe I should stay
I've got to get out of la

Guess that the short days are over
Cause you don't just don't sleep in the daylight
So I don't sit up nights
I lay on my back on top of the hill and your body
Is breaking the sky.. cause your shaking

And the worst part of a good day
Is knowing yourself to say good bye
To one more possibility day
It goes on... and on.

We were waiting for winter this year
But you came and it never appeared
Me and you we know too many reasons
For people and season that pass
Like they weren't even here

Now living in smiles is better you say
We carry the burdens of all of our days
Just so scared that you'll leave
You're scarred that ill stay
Its an impossibility day

And we only saw half of the ballet
Well I said good night, good bye
Seems like a good thing
So you know its a good lie
You can run out of choices
And still hear a voice in your head
When you're lying in bed
And it says that the best part of a bad day
Is knowing its ok

The color of everything changes
The sky rearranges its shade
And the smile doesn't fade
Into the phone call
And one bad decision we've made

And the worst part of a good day
Is the one thing you don't say
And you don't know how but you
Wish there was some way so

And you pull down the shades
And you shut out the light
Because somehow you mixed up
Good bye and good night

And you one thing you won't say
Is everyone knows possibility days
Are impossible
It just feels wrong.. so wrong
Still you're gone... long gone