Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Wrong
Wrong

There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan in the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong eyes on the wrong prize
The wrong questions with the wrong replies

Wrong
Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong ****
******* out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move every wrong night
With the wrong tune played 'til it sounded right yeah

Wrong
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
I was born with the wrong sign (Wrong)
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy (Too long)
I took the wrong road (Wrong)
That led to the wrong tendencies (Too long)
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time (Wrong)
For the wrong reason (Too long) and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of (Wrong) the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

I've never said you'll have to
be afraid
of the cookie monster
beside your bed
It's not the real
The real one's in your head
Beyond control
The true one cuts you dead
It's a real fight
It's a war
When destruction takes over
There is no escape
Every shot on target
Perpetrator knows how to strike

You pretend you're high
Pretend you're bored
Pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get
Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted
What drives you on (what drives you on)
Can drive you mad (can drive you mad)
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had
Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
I can't believe you fake it
I can't believe you fake it
Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
I can't believe you fake it
I can't believe you fake it
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
I can't believe you fake it
I can't believe you fake it
Stupid girl

Do what you want
'Cause I'll do anything
And I'll take the blame
What's mine is yours
You can have all of it
And I'll learn to pay
Oh the boys on the radio
They crash and burn
They fold and fade so slow
In your endless summer night
I'll be on the other side
When you're beautiful and dying
All the world that you've denied
When the water is too deep
You can close your eyes and really sleep tonight
Tonight
I want what's yours
Oh I'd give anything
And I'll take the pain
I wait alone
For what will never come
And I'll throw it all away
Oh the boys on the radio
They crash and burn
They fold and fade so slow
In your endless summer night
I'll be on the other side
When you're beautiful and dying
All the world that you've denied
When the water is too deep
You can close your eyes and really sleep tonight
Your beauty blinds
If I let you in under my skin
And risen every angel slain
He said he'd never, ever, ever go
And heavens, heavens, heavens know
And never, ever, ever go away
Baby, I've gone away
In your endless summer night
I'll be on the other side
When you're beautiful and dying
All the world that you've denied
When the water is too deep
You can close your eyes and really sleep tonight
Your beauty blinds
I know what you are running to
Please come back
Oh, come back again
I hear the truth
It's coming from you
Oh, come back
Won't come back again
In your endless summer night
I'll be on the other side
When the water is too deep
I will ease your suffering
When the glitter fades in morning
Turn away and you will find my empty eyes
Your beauty blinds
I know that you are rotten to the core
I know that you don't love me anymore
I know that you are rotten to the core

I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and served
With the table set in my finest suit like a perfect gentlemen
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day
I'll be the water-wings that save you
If you start drowning in an open tab
When your judgement's on the brink
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back
As you're lying there, drifting off to sleep (drifting off to sleep)
I'll be the platform shoes, undo what heredity's done to you
You won't have to strain to look into my eyes (my eyes)
I'll be your winter coat, buttoned and zipped straight to the throat
With the collar up, so you won't catch a cold
I want to take you far from the cynics in this town
And kiss you on the mouth
We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene
Start a brand new colony
Where everything will change
We'll give ourselves new names, identities erased
The sun will heat the grounds
Under our bare feet in this brand new colony
(This brand new colony)
Everything will change
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Everything will change
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Everything will change
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Forgive your friends
They usually don't mean it
And in the end
There words aren't worth there meanings
Apologies are gifts
Accecpt them with a smile on your
Apologies are gifts
Without them you'd be on you're own
You'd be on your own
Forgive your friends
Even when they hurt you badly
You have to help them up
When they trip over your feelings
Apologies are gifts
Accept them with a smile on your face
Apologies are gifts
Without them you'd be on your own
You'd be on your own
You'd be on your own
It's all just water under the bridge
Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes
We all make them
Apologies are gifts
Accecpt them with a smile on your
Apologies are gifts
Without them you'd be on you're own
You'd be on your own

I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as
You are driving me home
Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and try
To tell the difference between
Shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as
You are driving me home
Do they collide?
I ask and you smile
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter
When you feel embarrassed
Then I'll be your pride
When you need directions
Then I'll be the guide
For all time
For all time

It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train, and
You came home without Lili Marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well, I see Jane's awake
She sends her regards
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way
If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Well, your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried
And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Sincerely, L Cohen

Don't like the things you don't say
Leaving it for such a long, long time
Why do you show me those sad, sad eyes
Each time you decide to pass on by?

And when you smile
Those sad eyes
Look sadder and sadder still

Autumn's hue in those sad eyes
Makes me love and love them more
We'll have a bath, I'll make the dinner
And then I'll go away for a long, long time
But still, you've not passed my door

And when you smile
Those sad eyes
Look sadder and sadder still

I can tell that you're lonely but it seems now
There's nothing you want me to do
So I won't try to take the sadness from those eyes that I love
Leave it open for someone else to

And when you smile
Those sad eyes
Look sadder and sadder still

Trying to hold it together
Keep my love as light as a feather
Sad eyes, baby
It's been such a long time
Keep my heart breaking in the dark
Come and spend the night
Sad eyes, I'm trying to hold it together
Keep my love as light as a feather
Sad eyes, baby
It's been such a long time
Keep my heart breaking in the dark
Come and spend the night
Sad eyes
Sad eyes
Sad eyes

I sailed a wild, wild sea
Climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met a old, old man
Beneath a weeping willow tree
He said now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart
And how can a man like me remain in the light
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long
And then the sun went down
And he sang for me this song
See I once was a young fool like you
Afraid to do the things
That I knew I had to do
So I played an escapade just like you
I played an escapade just like you
I sailed a wild, wild sea
Climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met an old, old man
He sat beneath a sapling tree
He said now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart
And how can a man like me remain in the light
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long
And then the sun went down
And he sang for me this song

Last night I dreamt that I was you
I was dressed all in black with dark glasses and attitude
Such a pose I could simply not hold
Through days in a northern town that I had once called a home
And your studies of fringe New York Streets
I was reading the pavement in every word you would speak
To a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on
Buying drinks for the poets upstate
The southern corruption tows you down the interstate
And they all said that you were the king
Of a gloomy disruption that surfaced when you would sing
And this town simply cannot begin to compete
So I'm packing my Bullets and Silvertones and heading east
To a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on, on, on, on, it's
I could have had my way, this year would bridge '66 again
Trust fund hipsters were casing the room
Chock-full of amphetamines
The overturned kick drum boom
Set the pace with incomparable cool
And if the tempo was lousy it was lost on all but you
And your studies of fringe New York Streets
I was reading the pavement in every word you would speak
To a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on, on, on, on, it's
If I could have had my way, this year would bridge '66 again
If I could have had my way, this year would bridge '66 again

There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything
And the talkin' leads to touchin'
And the touchin' leads to ***
And then there is no mystery left
And it's bad news
Baby, I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news
I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you
But just being around you offers me another form of relief
When the loneliness leads to bad dreams
And the bad dreams lead me to callin' you
And I call you and say
"Come here!"
And it's bad news
Baby, I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news
And it's bad news
Baby, it's bad news
It's just bad news, bad news, bad news
'Cause you're just damage control
For a walking corpse like me
Like you
'Cause we'll all be
Portions for foxes
Yeah, we'll all be
Portions for foxes
There's a pretty young thing in front of you
And she's real pretty and she's real into you
And then she's sleepin' inside of you
And the talkin' leads to touchin'
And the touchin' leads to ***
And then there is no mystery left
And it's bad news
I don't blame you
I do the same thing
I get lonely too
And you're bad news
My friends tell me to leave you
That you're bad news, bad news, bad news
You're bad news
Baby, you're bad news
And you're bad news
Baby, you're bad news
And you're bad news
I don't care, I like you
And you're bad news
I don't care, I like you
I like you

Drivin' on 9
You could be a shadow
Beneath the street light
Behind my home

Drivin' on 9
I sure miss you
Pass a motel
Looking at the pines

Drivin' on 9
Looking for one thirty
Maybe I passed it
Go another mile

Drivin' on 9
Drivin' on 9

Drivin' on 9
I'll sure look pretty
Carson City

Drivin' on 9
Does daddy have a shotgun?
He said he'd never need one
Go another mile

Drivin' on 9

Drivin' on 9
Looking out my windowsill
Wondering if I want you still
Wondering what's mine

Drivin' on 9
Drivin' on 9
Drivin' on 9