oh my lover, don't you know it's alright you can love her, and you can love me at the same time much to discover, i know you don't have the time oh my lover' don't you know it's alright
oh my sweet thing, oh my honey thighs give me your troubles, i'll keep them with mine take at your liesure, take whatever you can find but oh my sweet thing, don't you know it's alright
what's that color, forming around your eyes? waltz my lover, tell me that it's alright just another, before you go, go away oh my lover, why don't you just say my name
PJ Harvey - Dry Album Lyrics
PJ Harvey - Dry Lyrics
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
O Stella
o stella maris you're my star stand on ground look up at her just hanging in the gold stones just hanging there face froze
but i think i see her smiling
gold
o stella maris you're my star in your blue blue tavern you light my lantern o stella's large pink on her face glowing this place
a place for heroes only
gold
o stella maris you're my star pin you to my chest sell you to the rest wish as i kiss her gown send those angels down to woo me now i think i see her smiling
gold
but i think i see her smiling
gold
o stella maris you're my star in your blue blue tavern you light my lantern o stella's large pink on her face glowing this place
a place for heroes only
gold
o stella maris you're my star pin you to my chest sell you to the rest wish as i kiss her gown send those angels down to woo me now i think i see her smiling
gold
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dress
put on that dress i'm going out dancing starting off red clean and sparkling he'll see me music play make it dreamy for dancing must be a way that i can dress to please him it's hard to walk in the dress it's not easy i'm swinging over like a heavy loaded fruit tree
- if you put it on
it's sad to see lonely all this lonely close up my eyes dreamy dreamy music make it be alright music play make it good for romacing must be a way i can dress to please him swing it sway everything'll be alright but it's feeling so tight tonight
-"you purdy thang" my man says
"but i bought you beautiful dresses"
filthy tight the dress is filthy i'm falling flat and my arms are empty clear the way better get it out of this room a fallen woman in dancing costume
- if you put it on
it's sad to see lonely all this lonely close up my eyes dreamy dreamy music make it be alright music play make it good for romacing must be a way i can dress to please him swing it sway everything'll be alright but it's feeling so tight tonight
-"you purdy thang" my man says
"but i bought you beautiful dresses"
filthy tight the dress is filthy i'm falling flat and my arms are empty clear the way better get it out of this room a fallen woman in dancing costume
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Victory
i stumble in and in you fit me with those angel wings
send me gold set me high set it up i'm in the sky
'til the storm is gone
and the temperature's high
and delight is dining
at my table
'til i think ha ha ha how lucky we are
angel at my table
god in my car
get it to sea
take a ship
i'd christen her 'victory' and she'd make it
victory
c'mon boys let's push it hard
bump down push your motor car
c'mon boys you've done us proud
you can sweat, dig, i'll mop it right off your brow
victory
'til the storm is gone
and the temperature's high
and delight is dining
at my table
send me gold set me high set it up i'm in the sky
'til the storm is gone
and the temperature's high
and delight is dining
at my table
'til i think ha ha ha how lucky we are
angel at my table
god in my car
get it to sea
take a ship
i'd christen her 'victory' and she'd make it
victory
c'mon boys let's push it hard
bump down push your motor car
c'mon boys you've done us proud
you can sweat, dig, i'll mop it right off your brow
victory
'til the storm is gone
and the temperature's high
and delight is dining
at my table
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Happy And Bleeding
She'd burst
Dropped off
Picked the fruit
Realise
I'm naked
I'm naked, too
So cover my body
Dress it fine
Hide my linen and lace
Been sewing ever since
Since time began
More than the hills
More than the trees
More than the mountains, you
More than I can see
In front of me
More than the mountains, you
So fruit flower myself inside out
I'm happy and bleeding for you
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm tired and I'm bleeding for you
This fruit was bruised
Dropped off and blue
Out of season, happy I'm bleeding
Long overdue
Too early and it's late, too
Too early and it's late, too
Mind and body
I would and I would not do
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm happy and bleeding for you
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm tired and I'm bleeding for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Dropped off
Picked the fruit
Realise
I'm naked
I'm naked, too
So cover my body
Dress it fine
Hide my linen and lace
Been sewing ever since
Since time began
More than the hills
More than the trees
More than the mountains, you
More than I can see
In front of me
More than the mountains, you
So fruit flower myself inside out
I'm happy and bleeding for you
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm tired and I'm bleeding for you
This fruit was bruised
Dropped off and blue
Out of season, happy I'm bleeding
Long overdue
Too early and it's late, too
Too early and it's late, too
Mind and body
I would and I would not do
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm happy and bleeding for you
Fruit flower myself inside out
I'm tired and I'm bleeding for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Fig fruit flower myself inside out for you (happy I'm bleeding)
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.,
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.,
Sheela-Na-Gig
been trying to show you over and over
look at these,
my child-bearing hips
look at these, my ruby-red ruby lips
look at these, my work strong-arms
you've got to see my bottle full of charm
lay it all at your feet
you turn around and say back to me
he said
sheela-na-gig, you exhibitionist
better wash that man right out of my hair
-"just like the first time, said you didn't care"
-"heard it before, no more"
-"turn the corner, another one there "
-"heard it before"
he said
sheela-na-gig, you exhibitionist
put money in your idle hole he said
"wash your breasts, i don't want to be
unclean" he said
"please take those dirty pillows away from me"
look at these,
my child-bearing hips
look at these, my ruby-red ruby lips
look at these, my work strong-arms
you've got to see my bottle full of charm
lay it all at your feet
you turn around and say back to me
he said
sheela-na-gig, you exhibitionist
better wash that man right out of my hair
-"just like the first time, said you didn't care"
-"heard it before, no more"
-"turn the corner, another one there "
-"heard it before"
he said
sheela-na-gig, you exhibitionist
put money in your idle hole he said
"wash your breasts, i don't want to be
unclean" he said
"please take those dirty pillows away from me"
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Hair
samson the strength that's in your arms oh to be your stunning bride
samson your hair
glistening
like sun oh would that it were mine
samson your hair that's in my hands i'll keep it safe you're mine
he said 'wait'! 'wait delilah my babe you lied in my face you cut off my hair you lied in my bed'
samson you'll stay with your 'lilah i hold you in my hands your hairy
strength
my man my man
samson your hair
glistening
like sun oh would that it were mine
samson your hair that's in my hands i'll keep it safe you're mine
he said 'wait'! 'wait delilah my babe you lied in my face you cut off my hair you lied in my bed'
samson you'll stay with your 'lilah i hold you in my hands your hairy
strength
my man my man
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Joe
joe ain't you my buddy thee?
stay with me when i fall and die
always thought you'd come rushing in
to clear the shit out of my eye
joe ain't you my buddy thee?
lay my enemies out in lines
come in close and i'll wash your feet
with my hair i'd mop them dry
joe you be my buddy please
in this (hell) and (dead-lock) time
when i'm trussed in that headache tree
cut me down with your
knife
stay with me when i fall and die
always thought you'd come rushing in
to clear the shit out of my eye
joe ain't you my buddy thee?
lay my enemies out in lines
come in close and i'll wash your feet
with my hair i'd mop them dry
joe you be my buddy please
in this (hell) and (dead-lock) time
when i'm trussed in that headache tree
cut me down with your
knife
Writer: POLLY HARVEY, ROBERT DAMIAN ELLIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Plants And Rags
plants and rags ease myself into a body- bag
dreamt a man he fed me fine food, he gave me shiny things
white and black are you looking for the sun boy? the sun doesn't shine down here, no, in shadow
house and home who thought they could take away that place? lead us outside, and lead us out quietly
dreamt a man he fed me fine food, he gave me shiny things
white and black are you looking for the sun boy? the sun doesn't shine down here, no, in shadow
house and home who thought they could take away that place? lead us outside, and lead us out quietly
Writer: POLLY HARVEY, ROBERT DAMIAN ELLIS
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Fountain
stand
under
fountain
cool skin
wash clean
wash him
from me
along comes wind
a big bone-shaker
blows off my clothes
completely naked
what to do
when everything
has left you?
out of the blue
it is he
a vision to me
bearing leaves
petals green
covers me
in all my shame
hand in hand
he's my big man
stays with me
some forty days
no words
then goes away
i cry again
under
fountain
cool skin
wash clean
wash him
from me
along comes wind
a big bone-shaker
blows off my clothes
completely naked
what to do
when everything
has left you?
out of the blue
it is he
a vision to me
bearing leaves
petals green
covers me
in all my shame
hand in hand
he's my big man
stays with me
some forty days
no words
then goes away
i cry again
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Water
water
walking on
water
for years
taking it into my head
living by the right lines
reading what the very man said
water
walking on
water
neighing on eleven years
taking it into my head
mary mary drop me softly
i've been reading what your very man said
neighing on eleven years
taking it into my head
leave my clothes on the beach
i'm walking down into the sea
prove it to me
now the water to my ankles
now the water to my knees
think of him all waxy wings
melted down into the sea
mary mary what your man said
is washing in all over my head
mary mary hold on tightly
over water under the sea
walking on
water
for years
taking it into my head
living by the right lines
reading what the very man said
water
walking on
water
neighing on eleven years
taking it into my head
mary mary drop me softly
i've been reading what your very man said
neighing on eleven years
taking it into my head
leave my clothes on the beach
i'm walking down into the sea
prove it to me
now the water to my ankles
now the water to my knees
think of him all waxy wings
melted down into the sea
mary mary what your man said
is washing in all over my head
mary mary hold on tightly
over water under the sea
Writer: POLLY HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dry is the debut studio album by the English singer-songwriter PJ Harvey, released on 30 March 1992 by Too Pure. The album was recorded at The Icehouse, a local studio in Yeovil, England, and the tracks were performed by Harvey's eponymous trio. The first 5000 LPs and first 1000 CDs included demo versions of the album's tracks and Dry was subsequently released in the United States on Indigo Records. Both versions were released in 1992. Dry was reissued on vinyl and CD in July 2020: an 11-track companion album collecting all of the demos titled Dry - Demos was also released on vinyl as a stand-alone record.
Speaking to Filter magazine in 2004, Harvey said of her debut album: "Dry is the first chance I ever had to make a record and I thought it would be my last. So, I put everything I had into it. It was a very extreme record. It was a great joy for me to be able to make it. I never thought I'd have that opportunity, so I felt like I had to get everything on it as well as I possibly could, because it was probably my only chance. It felt very extreme for that reason."
Performed By:
PJ HarveySpeaking to Filter magazine in 2004, Harvey said of her debut album: "Dry is the first chance I ever had to make a record and I thought it would be my last. So, I put everything I had into it. It was a very extreme record. It was a great joy for me to be able to make it. I never thought I'd have that opportunity, so I felt like I had to get everything on it as well as I possibly could, because it was probably my only chance. It felt very extreme for that reason."
Genre(s): Alternative rock, indie rock, blues rock, post-punk
Producer(s): Head, Rob Ellis, PJ Harvey
Length: 39:54
Released: March 30th, 1992
Year: 1992