Pleased to meet you
Nice to know me
What's the message?
Will ya show me?
I've been waiting
A long time, now
Now here's the answer
You're all mine now
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl, now
Pleased to meet you
Nice to know me
What's the message?
Will ya show me?
I've been waiting
A long time, now
Now here's the answer
You're all mine now
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl, now
Will you follow me down now, down now
Will you follow me down now, down now
Will you follow me down
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl, now
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl
Ya, I've been waiting for my Sunday girl, now
Pleased to meet you
Nice to know me
What's the message?
Will ya show me?
Stone Temple Pilots - No. 4 Album Lyrics
Stone Temple Pilots - No. 4 Lyrics
Writer: SHANNON P CRAWFORD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Heaven & Hot Rods
You can get it if you really want it
But you better off just leave it alone
You won't forget it if you ever had it
So you're better off just staying at home
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
Just to see her smile
You don't get it, no, you won't forget it
You're better off just leave it alone
If you don't stop thinking, soon you will be drinking
And you're better off just staying at home
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
Just to see her smile
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
Coming down
Mom, I'm still healing
Coming down
Oh, and I'm still breathing
Coming down
You can get it if you really want it
But you better off just leave it alone
You won't forget it if you ever had it
So you're better off just staying at home
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
But you better off just leave it alone
You won't forget it if you ever had it
So you're better off just staying at home
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
Just to see her smile
You don't get it, no, you won't forget it
You're better off just leave it alone
If you don't stop thinking, soon you will be drinking
And you're better off just staying at home
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
And the dogs came in
Just to see her smile
Just to see her smile
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
Coming down
Mom, I'm still healing
Coming down
Oh, and I'm still breathing
Coming down
You can get it if you really want it
But you better off just leave it alone
You won't forget it if you ever had it
So you're better off just staying at home
She walked in with her alligator sister
Trying to get to heaven on Sunday
You'll never get it if you never had it
So better off just leave it alone
Writer: Dean DeLeo, Robert Emile DeLeo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Pruno
Falling downward with a flaming hand
I knew the questions but I lost the answers
I'll hold the world for all
I'll hold it for all
As long as no one asks no questions
I got the message
And the message stood
One, two, three
I got another, got another
One, two, three
I got another, got another
I got another hit that held me the last time
Don't ya know what I mean boys?
One, two, three
I got another, got another
Falling fast but doing all I can
I know the questions but I lost the answers
I got the message and the message stood
Lease the one who makes it
Profit from the riddle
Kill the one that breaks it
Always in the middle
Keep the dream alive
With sleeping pills you shouldn't fiddle
Lease the one that makes it
Profit from the riddle
I got the message but I lost the answers
I got the message but I lost the answers
I knew the questions but I lost the answers
I'll hold the world for all
I'll hold it for all
As long as no one asks no questions
I got the message
And the message stood
One, two, three
I got another, got another
One, two, three
I got another, got another
I got another hit that held me the last time
Don't ya know what I mean boys?
One, two, three
I got another, got another
Falling fast but doing all I can
I know the questions but I lost the answers
I got the message and the message stood
Lease the one who makes it
Profit from the riddle
Kill the one that breaks it
Always in the middle
Keep the dream alive
With sleeping pills you shouldn't fiddle
Lease the one that makes it
Profit from the riddle
I got the message but I lost the answers
I got the message but I lost the answers
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Church On Tuesday
And I don't believe it
Is she really gone again?
And I don't believe it
Is she really gone again?
I'll find a way to you someday
I'll find a way to you someday
Father's always smoking
And your mom's at church on Tuesday
And your brother's always drinking and dyin'
And I don't believe it
Is she really gone again?
Is she really gone again?
And I don't believe it
Is she really gone again?
I'll find a way to you someday
I'll find a way to you someday
Father's always smoking
And your mom's at church on Tuesday
And your brother's always drinking and dyin'
And I don't believe it
Is she really gone again?
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Sour Girl
She turned away, what was she looking at?
She was a sour girl the day that she met me
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
She turned away what was she looking at?
She was a sour girl the day that she met me
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a happy girl when she left me
What would you do?
What would you do if I followed you?
What would you do if I follow?
Don't turn away, what are you looking at?
He was so happy on the day that he met her
Say, what are you looking at?
I was a superman, but looks are deceiving
The rollercoaster rides a lonely one
I paid a ransom note to stop it from steaming
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a teenage girl when she met me
What would you do?
What would you do if I followed you?
What would you do if I follow?
The girl got reasons, they all got reasons
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
The day that she left me
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
She was a sour girl the day that she met
The day that she left me
She was a sour girl the day that she met me
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
She turned away what was she looking at?
She was a sour girl the day that she met me
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a happy girl when she left me
What would you do?
What would you do if I followed you?
What would you do if I follow?
Don't turn away, what are you looking at?
He was so happy on the day that he met her
Say, what are you looking at?
I was a superman, but looks are deceiving
The rollercoaster rides a lonely one
I paid a ransom note to stop it from steaming
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a teenage girl when she met me
What would you do?
What would you do if I followed you?
What would you do if I follow?
The girl got reasons, they all got reasons
Hey! What are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
The day that she left me
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
She was a sour girl the day that she met
The day that she left me
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
No Way Out
I'm going under, I'm suffocating
Drowning but I'm holding on
What keeps me breathing? Don't have an answer
I'm drowning but I won't let go
Away now, no way out
Away now, no way out
I've been a walkin' a lonesome highway
I felt as though I had no home
My bed's been taken by another I made the bed, now lie alone
Keep it away now motherf*cker, now keep it away
Keep it away now motherf*cker, now keep it away
Away now, no way out
Away now, no way out
Drowning but I'm holding on
What keeps me breathing? Don't have an answer
I'm drowning but I won't let go
Away now, no way out
Away now, no way out
I've been a walkin' a lonesome highway
I felt as though I had no home
My bed's been taken by another I made the bed, now lie alone
Keep it away now motherf*cker, now keep it away
Keep it away now motherf*cker, now keep it away
Away now, no way out
Away now, no way out
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Sex & Violence
I used to love you now I don't care
Now I turn around, you're everywhere
So you can chew me up and spit me out
You're just a little bitch I cared about
I used to love you now I don't care
Now I turn around, you're everywhere
So you can chew me up and spit me out
You're just a little bitch I cared about
I know you can see me
But you don't believe me
I know that you're lonely
Time will tell and time is hell
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
You hold me captive and it's not fair
Progressed insanity is everywhere
You need to love me but you kicked me out
My head is wandering so knock me out
I keep my head afloat I'm drowning in
The muddy water pulls me down again
I used to love me but I hate me now
I'm just a little bitch I cared about
I know you can see me
But you don't believe me
I know that you're lonely
Time will tell and time is hell
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
Now I turn around, you're everywhere
So you can chew me up and spit me out
You're just a little bitch I cared about
I used to love you now I don't care
Now I turn around, you're everywhere
So you can chew me up and spit me out
You're just a little bitch I cared about
I know you can see me
But you don't believe me
I know that you're lonely
Time will tell and time is hell
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
You hold me captive and it's not fair
Progressed insanity is everywhere
You need to love me but you kicked me out
My head is wandering so knock me out
I keep my head afloat I'm drowning in
The muddy water pulls me down again
I used to love me but I hate me now
I'm just a little bitch I cared about
I know you can see me
But you don't believe me
I know that you're lonely
Time will tell and time is hell
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
Writer: Dean DeLeo, Robert Emile DeLeo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Glide
Torment the tortured, teach me things
I'm so alive
Speak to the speechless, seek the things
You have inside
You can hunt for the hunter
He's got nowhere to hide
You can seek with the seeker
But hold on for the ride
Keep it coming I'm going all the way
Keep it coming I'm going all the way
Just give me half a chance
From throwing it all away
Run to the place that hides the pain
You have inside
Cover my chain it hides the strain
Only to glide
You can hunt for the hunter
He's got nowhere to hide
You can seek with the seeker
But hold on for the ride
There's nowhere to turn, nowhere to run
You can fly with the fader, fly it. Fly it on the run
It's too late, the time is gone
Later on again 'cause no one's leaving
Look away
I'm so alive
Speak to the speechless, seek the things
You have inside
You can hunt for the hunter
He's got nowhere to hide
You can seek with the seeker
But hold on for the ride
Keep it coming I'm going all the way
Keep it coming I'm going all the way
Just give me half a chance
From throwing it all away
Run to the place that hides the pain
You have inside
Cover my chain it hides the strain
Only to glide
You can hunt for the hunter
He's got nowhere to hide
You can seek with the seeker
But hold on for the ride
There's nowhere to turn, nowhere to run
You can fly with the fader, fly it. Fly it on the run
It's too late, the time is gone
Later on again 'cause no one's leaving
Look away
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
I Got You
I got you
But it's the craving for the good life
That sees me through trouble times
When my mind begins to wander to the spoon
And I got you
Because you're there to bend and nurture me through these
Troubled times
'Cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind
And I got you to paint the sorry on my day
And I got you to paint the roses on my grave
And I got you
I got you
But it's the feeling that I get when you're away
Twist my mind 'cause when I'm alone and cold, I fell like dyin'
And I got you to fill the craving that I get inside my mind
When you're there to fill the space I have inside, I feel like cryin'
And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day
And I got you to paint the roses on my grave
And I got you
All the slippin' that I slap me
I got you, I got you
All the slippin' that I slap me
But it's the craving for the good life
That sees me through trouble times
When my mind begins to wander to the spoon
And I got you
Because you're there to bend and nurture me through these
Troubled times
'Cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind
And I got you to paint the sorry on my day
And I got you to paint the roses on my grave
And I got you
I got you
But it's the feeling that I get when you're away
Twist my mind 'cause when I'm alone and cold, I fell like dyin'
And I got you to fill the craving that I get inside my mind
When you're there to fill the space I have inside, I feel like cryin'
And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day
And I got you to paint the roses on my grave
And I got you
All the slippin' that I slap me
I got you, I got you
All the slippin' that I slap me
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
MC5
No you don't get
No you don't want it
No you don't get it, no
No you don't get
No you don't want it
No you don't get it, no
She don't like the way she smiles
He don't like the way she smiles
Son of a bitch
I know what the itch is like
You won't get enough
She don't like the way she smiles
(Don't want you)
He don't like the way she smiles
(Don't need you)
She don't like the way she smiles
(Can't have you)
He don't like the way she smiles
(I want)
No you don't get it
You'll never get it
No you don't get it
I want to see through you
No you don't get it
You'll never get it
No you don't get it
I want to see through you, Now!
No you don't want it
No you don't get it, no
No you don't get
No you don't want it
No you don't get it, no
She don't like the way she smiles
He don't like the way she smiles
Son of a bitch
I know what the itch is like
You won't get enough
She don't like the way she smiles
(Don't want you)
He don't like the way she smiles
(Don't need you)
She don't like the way she smiles
(Can't have you)
He don't like the way she smiles
(I want)
No you don't get it
You'll never get it
No you don't get it
I want to see through you
No you don't get it
You'll never get it
No you don't get it
I want to see through you, Now!
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Atlanta
She lives in a bungalow
She kills me with rosegarden thorns
She waits for me
My love is unusual
It's painted with roses and thorns
with her I'm complete
She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me
Visions of Mexico seduce me
It goes to my head so carefully
Memories of candles and incense
And all of these things remember these
She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me
She comforts me when
the candles blow out
the cake has grown mold
but the memories are sweet
The laughter's all gone
but the memories are mine
The Mexican princess
is out of my life
She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me
She kills me with rosegarden thorns
She waits for me
My love is unusual
It's painted with roses and thorns
with her I'm complete
She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me
Visions of Mexico seduce me
It goes to my head so carefully
Memories of candles and incense
And all of these things remember these
She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me
She comforts me when
the candles blow out
the cake has grown mold
but the memories are sweet
The laughter's all gone
but the memories are mine
The Mexican princess
is out of my life
She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me
Writer: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
No. 4 (officially stylized as № 4) is the fourth studio album by the American rock band Stone Temple Pilots, released on October 26, 1999, by Atlantic Records. The album was a return to the band's earlier hard rock roots, while also blending elements of heavy metal, psychedelic rock, and alternative rock. Despite the lack of promotion due to singer Scott Weiland's one-year jail sentence shortly before the album's release, No. 4 was certified Platinum by the RIAA on August 7, 2000, and by the CRIA in August 2001. The song "Down" was nominated for Best Hard Rock Performance at the Grammy Awards.
The album also produced one of STP's biggest hits, "Sour Girl", which charted at #78 on the Billboard Hot 100, their only song to appear on that chart. The CD was originally released as a digipak, then later changed to a standard jewel case.
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Stone Temple PilotsThe album also produced one of STP's biggest hits, "Sour Girl", which charted at #78 on the Billboard Hot 100, their only song to appear on that chart. The CD was originally released as a digipak, then later changed to a standard jewel case.
Genre(s): Grunge, alternative metal, alternative rock, pop rock
Producer(s): Brendan O'Brien
Length: 42:17
Released: October 26th, 1999
Year: 1999