I want you to levitate me
Don't you love me yet?
Press up against the amp, turn up the treble
Don't forget
Getting dizzy sittin around
Sacred trickster and the no tech sound
I wish I could be music on a tree
Noise nomads and me
Levitating on the ground
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Whats its like to be a girl in a band?
I don't quite understand
That's so quaint to hear
I feel so faint my dear
Getting dizzy sittin around
Sacred trickster and the no tech sound
I wish I could be music on a tree
Noise nomads and me
Levitating, scootin around
Sonic Youth - The Eternal Album Lyrics
Sonic Youth - The Eternal Lyrics
Writer: Kim Gordon, Lee Ranaldo, Steve Shelley, Thurston Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Anti-Orgasm
Mission control to brain police
Free love, key energy
Penetration (destroys the party)
Violation (of a cosmic body)
Do you under (stand the problem)
Anti-war (is anti-orgasm)
Smash the war hypocrisy
Mission control key anarchy
Liberation (not your sex slave)
Domination (will you behave)
See how we be (lieve in nothing)
Anti-god (is anti-orgasm)
Free love, key energy
Penetration (destroys the party)
Violation (of a cosmic body)
Do you under (stand the problem)
Anti-war (is anti-orgasm)
Smash the war hypocrisy
Mission control key anarchy
Liberation (not your sex slave)
Domination (will you behave)
See how we be (lieve in nothing)
Anti-god (is anti-orgasm)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Leaky Lifeboat (For Gregory Corso)
Leaky lifeboat
Sleeps off shore
Now we're sailing backwards
To the freaky north
My brother the wind
He's got to know
We've got to get it together
And blow
Slipping sideways
Get it straight
The siren sonars
Are tempting fate
Fates in a pleasant mood today
I don't get around much, but hey
I got to say
The sun's got to play
La, la, la, la, la, la
Leaky lifeboat
Called to shore
You got another
Chance to score
My brother the wind
He's got to know
We've got to get it together
And blow
Before the sun gets cold
Cold to gold
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Sleeps off shore
Now we're sailing backwards
To the freaky north
My brother the wind
He's got to know
We've got to get it together
And blow
Slipping sideways
Get it straight
The siren sonars
Are tempting fate
Fates in a pleasant mood today
I don't get around much, but hey
I got to say
The sun's got to play
La, la, la, la, la, la
Leaky lifeboat
Called to shore
You got another
Chance to score
My brother the wind
He's got to know
We've got to get it together
And blow
Before the sun gets cold
Cold to gold
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Antenna
My darling cruises the streets for pleasure
Skyscrapers in the dead love dawn
Throbbing blood mind selfless creature
Forever yours and then she's gone
Radios play nothing when she's far away
Tv antenna nothing gone to waste
Radio transmitting nowhere it falls away,
She's far away
Every corner creeping panic
Freak lighting in her abstract mind
Rubber stamps and dreams of cashflow
Wild blood ecstatic crime
Radios play nothing when she's far away
Tv antenna rusting gone to waste
Radio transmitting nowhere it falls away,
She's far away
Every day I feel more like her
Street magic in the burning dawn
Out for blood my selfless lover
Forever yours and then she's gone
Radios play nothing when she's far away
Tv antenna nothing gone to waste
Radio transmitting nowhere it falls away,
She's far away
Skyscrapers in the dead love dawn
Throbbing blood mind selfless creature
Forever yours and then she's gone
Radios play nothing when she's far away
Tv antenna nothing gone to waste
Radio transmitting nowhere it falls away,
She's far away
Every corner creeping panic
Freak lighting in her abstract mind
Rubber stamps and dreams of cashflow
Wild blood ecstatic crime
Radios play nothing when she's far away
Tv antenna rusting gone to waste
Radio transmitting nowhere it falls away,
She's far away
Every day I feel more like her
Street magic in the burning dawn
Out for blood my selfless lover
Forever yours and then she's gone
Radios play nothing when she's far away
Tv antenna nothing gone to waste
Radio transmitting nowhere it falls away,
She's far away
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
What We Know
I'm in a state of shock
I'm creeping up and down your block
I'm looking into you
I'm trying to catch your view
It's not a quiet meditation
Oh, that you know
Darkness makes the night more cold
That's what we know about me
Satisfied wise child
Creeping heart and frozen perfection
You can touch my hand
I drink a case of you
Heaven's not about your reputation
Yeah, that I know
Forever means the night turns gold
That's what we know about you
It's been quite a ride
With you my sweet, here by my side
Funny how the mountains slide
We're stepping across the great divide
Our bodies vibrate slowly
Yeah, that we know
Bound to give it heart and soul
That's what we know about us
I'm creeping up and down your block
I'm looking into you
I'm trying to catch your view
It's not a quiet meditation
Oh, that you know
Darkness makes the night more cold
That's what we know about me
Satisfied wise child
Creeping heart and frozen perfection
You can touch my hand
I drink a case of you
Heaven's not about your reputation
Yeah, that I know
Forever means the night turns gold
That's what we know about you
It's been quite a ride
With you my sweet, here by my side
Funny how the mountains slide
We're stepping across the great divide
Our bodies vibrate slowly
Yeah, that we know
Bound to give it heart and soul
That's what we know about us
Writer: KIM A GORDON, LEE M RANALDO, STEVEN SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Calming The Snake
Come on down, down to the river
Come on down I want to feel you shiver
Dark on the edges, golden on top
Floatin down the river
Yr so hot
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh
[repeat]
Come on down, down to the river
Come on down I want to feel you shiver
The sight of death is sure to deliver,
Come on down I want to hear you quiver
Oh oh ooh
Corpses' drapery
Rusting, sliding, sliding,
Sliding
Endless
Come on down I want to feel you shiver
Dark on the edges, golden on top
Floatin down the river
Yr so hot
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh
[repeat]
Come on down, down to the river
Come on down I want to feel you shiver
The sight of death is sure to deliver,
Come on down I want to hear you quiver
Oh oh ooh
Corpses' drapery
Rusting, sliding, sliding,
Sliding
Endless
Writer: Kim A Gordon, Lee M Ranaldo, Steve Shelley, Thurston Joseph Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Poison Arrow
Paintings they fall off the walls when you come
Traipsing in with your horse
Your six string guitar is a mess silver bullets
Hanging off yr dress
Now I remember what I meant to be-to replace
Your history
Who let that girl into this room-so innocent yet
Doomed
[Chorus:]
Who shot the poison arrow
Here she comes-yeh-shes playing hard to get
There she goes-a promise you can never forget
Mirrors, they black out and freeze when you pull
Me in too too deep
Everytime I handcuff you I know I come closer to
The truth
Now I remember whatI meant to say-to count
All my blessings today
Who let that girl into this room-so innocent
Yet doomed
[Chorus]
Traipsing in with your horse
Your six string guitar is a mess silver bullets
Hanging off yr dress
Now I remember what I meant to be-to replace
Your history
Who let that girl into this room-so innocent yet
Doomed
[Chorus:]
Who shot the poison arrow
Here she comes-yeh-shes playing hard to get
There she goes-a promise you can never forget
Mirrors, they black out and freeze when you pull
Me in too too deep
Everytime I handcuff you I know I come closer to
The truth
Now I remember whatI meant to say-to count
All my blessings today
Who let that girl into this room-so innocent
Yet doomed
[Chorus]
Writer: KIM A GORDON, LEE M RANALDO, STEVEN SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Malibu Gas Station
Malibu gas station
Pumps up the nation
A tough cross to bear
Oops no underwear
Com' on do it
You gotta use it
That a girl
Don't you blow it
Com' on move me
Turn me on now
It will make make you feel so good, yeah
I took the stage to show you
So long ago now
My mind is hazy
Just a little crazy
Com' on do it
You gotta use it
That a girl
Don't you blow it
Com' on move me
Turn me on now
Roll me over
It will make you-
Everybody down, everybody dark,
Crawling on the ground
I can't move faster
My face is plaster
The breasts are bangin
Abdominal master
Com' on do it
[Repeat chorus etc]
Everybody down, everybody dark, crawling on the ground
Movin in the waves, moving in the sand,
Bumping on the ground
Grinding in the water, grinding in the water, feel
The undertow, feel the undertow, whats yrs is
Mine, whats yrs is mine, feel the undertow, oh
Yeah pulling down, pull me down,
In the undertow french kiss, french kiss now
Malibu gas station
On face the nation
California magik
A tan so tragique
Pumps up the nation
A tough cross to bear
Oops no underwear
Com' on do it
You gotta use it
That a girl
Don't you blow it
Com' on move me
Turn me on now
It will make make you feel so good, yeah
I took the stage to show you
So long ago now
My mind is hazy
Just a little crazy
Com' on do it
You gotta use it
That a girl
Don't you blow it
Com' on move me
Turn me on now
Roll me over
It will make you-
Everybody down, everybody dark,
Crawling on the ground
I can't move faster
My face is plaster
The breasts are bangin
Abdominal master
Com' on do it
[Repeat chorus etc]
Everybody down, everybody dark, crawling on the ground
Movin in the waves, moving in the sand,
Bumping on the ground
Grinding in the water, grinding in the water, feel
The undertow, feel the undertow, whats yrs is
Mine, whats yrs is mine, feel the undertow, oh
Yeah pulling down, pull me down,
In the undertow french kiss, french kiss now
Malibu gas station
On face the nation
California magik
A tan so tragique
Writer: KIM A GORDON, LEE M RANALDO, STEVEN SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Thunderclap For Bobby Pyn
We did not fade from the noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
This is not to depict hesitation
A silent gesture-for princess pleasure
Oh see what heaven sent -oh stright from
Heavens gate
Oh see what heaven meant-when it embraces
Hate
Elastic dreemz of vicious aktions
Plastik stomachs wrapped in steel
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
Trash can canterbury-hollywood boulevard
O u can count on it-richard hell tacked to the
Wall
Remember the plunger pit-in love with nothing
At all
Our beards are circuits to amplifier
All our bells have an elite ring
Rapacious gardens of female distinktion
Can you smell trouble-libraries of rubble
I don't wanna know-who gets the highest score
Thats when my poodle pukes-on the gallery
Floor
We did not fade from the noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
A silent gesture-for princess pleasure
Here comes mary rat-trudi tacked to the wall
Take me back to disgraceland-in love with
Nothing at all
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
This is not to depict hesitation
A silent gesture-for princess pleasure
Oh see what heaven sent -oh stright from
Heavens gate
Oh see what heaven meant-when it embraces
Hate
Elastic dreemz of vicious aktions
Plastik stomachs wrapped in steel
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
Trash can canterbury-hollywood boulevard
O u can count on it-richard hell tacked to the
Wall
Remember the plunger pit-in love with nothing
At all
Our beards are circuits to amplifier
All our bells have an elite ring
Rapacious gardens of female distinktion
Can you smell trouble-libraries of rubble
I don't wanna know-who gets the highest score
Thats when my poodle pukes-on the gallery
Floor
We did not fade from the noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
A silent gesture-for princess pleasure
Here comes mary rat-trudi tacked to the wall
Take me back to disgraceland-in love with
Nothing at all
Writer: KIM A GORDON, LEE M RANALDO, STEVEN SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
No Way
Sweet temptation came today
Time for angels to kneel and pray
I saw you hangin with the devil
Evil nature frozen grave
Renounce yr lies sweet succubi-oh no
I don't care I don't wanna hear it
Cuz I'm not talkin to you no more
And I'm never gonna shadow yr door-
No way
U know u hrt me once
And you know ull never hurt me again
Cuz I'm sick of all yr games
You can't trick my love w/sin
Sinners lie I will never die-I said no
I don't care I don't wanna hear it
Cuz I'm not talking to you no more
And I'm never gonna shadow yr door-
No way
Sweet temptation came today
Time for angels to kneel and pray
Yr black wings r bound in chains
As I swoop into yr grave
Werewolf kommandos poison tongue-I said no
I don't care I don't wanna hear it
Cuz I'm not talkin to you no more
And I'm never gonna shadow yr door-
No way
Time for angels to kneel and pray
I saw you hangin with the devil
Evil nature frozen grave
Renounce yr lies sweet succubi-oh no
I don't care I don't wanna hear it
Cuz I'm not talkin to you no more
And I'm never gonna shadow yr door-
No way
U know u hrt me once
And you know ull never hurt me again
Cuz I'm sick of all yr games
You can't trick my love w/sin
Sinners lie I will never die-I said no
I don't care I don't wanna hear it
Cuz I'm not talking to you no more
And I'm never gonna shadow yr door-
No way
Sweet temptation came today
Time for angels to kneel and pray
Yr black wings r bound in chains
As I swoop into yr grave
Werewolf kommandos poison tongue-I said no
I don't care I don't wanna hear it
Cuz I'm not talkin to you no more
And I'm never gonna shadow yr door-
No way
Writer: ANN PEEBLES, DON BRYANT, IYIOLA BABATUNDE BABALOLA, JENNA GIBBONS, DARREN EMILIO LEWIS, CHARLOTTE GORDON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Walkin Blue
Hey now, whats the news?
I heard you've been seen walkin' blue
I know we're all confused, it's ture
I know you feel the same way
Everything we see is clear/everything we feel
I'm here to let you know
All we need to do is just to just let go
You've heard we're "born to lose", I know
But don't you start to think that's really true
You've got the walkin blues today
But soon we'll stand and let the music play
Everything we dream is clear, everything we
Need
Let's say you and I we find/something hard to hold
Let's keep it in our minds
And let it fill our days
Never slip and find we've let it stray
Now we're in for the long ride
We can let the rest slip aside
Everything we need is clear
Everything we feel is clear
Everything we dream is clear
Everything we see is clear
I heard you've been seen walkin' blue
I know we're all confused, it's ture
I know you feel the same way
Everything we see is clear/everything we feel
I'm here to let you know
All we need to do is just to just let go
You've heard we're "born to lose", I know
But don't you start to think that's really true
You've got the walkin blues today
But soon we'll stand and let the music play
Everything we dream is clear, everything we
Need
Let's say you and I we find/something hard to hold
Let's keep it in our minds
And let it fill our days
Never slip and find we've let it stray
Now we're in for the long ride
We can let the rest slip aside
Everything we need is clear
Everything we feel is clear
Everything we dream is clear
Everything we see is clear
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Massage The History
Oil dripping on my head
Let's go back to bed
Bring you back to me
Bring you back to me
Oil dripping on my head
Bring you back
From the dead
From the dead
Here's wishing you were here with me
Here's wishing we could massage
History, history
I'm witness to what you do
Anything that you feel
In between, in between
You and me
Bound at sea
Floating on debris
Yr so close, close to me
Yr so close, close to me
Oil dripping on my head
Let's go back to bed
Bring you back
Bring you back
From the dead
From the dead
Wishing you were here by me
Wishing you were here
Let's massage history
All the money's gone
All the money's gone
Funny it was never here
It was never here
Here's a song
Here's a song
To massage along
History along
Come with me
To the other side
Not everyone makes it out alive
Come with me
To the other side not everyone makes it out
Alive
I want you to suck my neck...
Suck
Let's go back to bed
Bring you back to me
Bring you back to me
Oil dripping on my head
Bring you back
From the dead
From the dead
Here's wishing you were here with me
Here's wishing we could massage
History, history
I'm witness to what you do
Anything that you feel
In between, in between
You and me
Bound at sea
Floating on debris
Yr so close, close to me
Yr so close, close to me
Oil dripping on my head
Let's go back to bed
Bring you back
Bring you back
From the dead
From the dead
Wishing you were here by me
Wishing you were here
Let's massage history
All the money's gone
All the money's gone
Funny it was never here
It was never here
Here's a song
Here's a song
To massage along
History along
Come with me
To the other side
Not everyone makes it out alive
Come with me
To the other side not everyone makes it out
Alive
I want you to suck my neck...
Suck
Writer: KIM A GORDON, LEE M RANALDO, STEVEN SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Eternal is the fifteenth and final studio album by American rock band Sonic Youth, released on June 9, 2009, by Matador Records, their first and only on that label. It was their first studio album in three years (since Rather Ripped), making it the band's longest delay between studio albums.
The Eternal was the band's highest-charting album of their career in the United States, peaking at No. 18 on the Billboard 200.
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Sonic YouthThe Eternal was the band's highest-charting album of their career in the United States, peaking at No. 18 on the Billboard 200.
Genre(s): Indie rock, experimental rock
Producer(s): John Agnello
Length: 56:25
Released: June 9th, 2009
Year: 2009