Cake - Prolonging The Magic Mon, 3 Apr 2000 12:12:38 +0200 "Gunnar Hedlund" "Hans Settler" Thanks to Gunnar! @ARTIST: Cake @ALBUM: Prolonging The Magic 1. Satan Is My Motor 2. Mexico 3. Never There 4. Guitar 5. You Turn The Screws 6. Walk On By 7. Sheep Go To Heaven 8. When You Sleep 9. Hem Of Your Garment 10. Alpha Beta Parking Lot 11. Let Me Go 12. Cool Blue Reason 13. Where Would I Be @SONG: Satan Is My Motor I've got wheels of polished steel I've got tires that grab the road I've got seats that selflessly hold my friends and a trunk that can carry the heaviest of loads I've got a mind that can steer me to your house and a heart that can bring you red flowers my intentions are good and earnest and true but under my hood is internal combustion Satan is my motor, hear my motor purr Satan is my motor, hear my motor purr Satan is the only one who seems to understand Satan is my motor I've got brakes, I'm wide awake I can stop this car at any time at the very last second I can change directions turn completely around if I feel so inclined I've got a mind that can steer me to your house and a heart that can bring you red flowers my intentions are good and earnest and true but under my hood is internal combustion Satan is my motor, hear my motor purr Satan is my motor, hear my motor purr Satan is the only one who seems to understand Satan is my motor Satan is the only one who seems to understand @SONG: Mexico I had a match but she had a lighter I had a flame but she had a fire I was bright but she was much brighter I was high but she was the sky oh baby, I was bound for Mexico oh baby, I was bound to let you go I don't know much about Cinco de Mayo I'm never sure what it's all about but I say I want you and you don't believe me you say you want me but I've got my doubts oh baby, I was bound for Mexico oh baby, I was bound to let you go I had a match but she had a lighter I had a flame but she had a fire I was bright but she was much brighter I was high but she was the sky oh baby, I was bound for Mexico oh baby, I was bound to let you go @SONG: Never There I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch I need your understanding, I need your love so much you tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care but when I need you baby, you're never there on the phone long, long distance always through such strong resistance first you say you're too busy I wonder if you even miss me never there, you're never there you're never, ever, ever, ever there a golden bird that flies away, a candle's fickle flame to think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game a golden bird that flies away, a candle's fickle flame to think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game you tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care but when I need you baby take the time to get to know me if you want me why can't you just show me we're always on this roller coaster if you want me why can't you get closer never there, you're never there you're never ever ever ever there @SONG: Guitar I'm sitting by the window of your thirty-second floor apartment waiting for your phone calls all to end I'm sitting watching wind blow, watching time go, watching cars go by I'm waiting for these memories to begin if I threw my guitar out the window, so far down would I start to regret it or would I smile and watch it slowly fall garbage trucks and taxi cabs don't seem like they can reach me here the clamor of jack-hammers seems so faint well, the way you treat me like the only, slightly brings me down a lot I don't think I'll ever be the same yeah, if I threw my guitar out the window, so far down would I start to regret it or would I smile and watch it slowly fall @SONG: You Turn The Screws you turn the screws, you tear down the bridge flimsy as it is, it's business like you shake my hand, you break up the band flimsy as it is, it's open-mic punk rock red white and blue you twist the knife then go home to kiss your wife a bigger better slice is what you'd like you kick the sand, you get the upper hand you sell it to japan, it's natural punk rock red white and blue you turn the screws, it's what you choose to do you think that I must turn them too you think that I must be so satisfied I stay inside, I wonder why and the cement-mixer gets it all ready one good turn at a time they're pouring it slowly and steady you're showing me where I can sign what I can expect to find but how can you say you'll be happy when you turn the screws you turn the screws, it's what you choose to do you turn the screws, it's what you choose to do you think I must turn them, too you turn the screws, you tear down the bridge flimsy as it is, it's business like flimsy as it is, it's open-mic punk rock red white and blue you turn the screws @SONG: Walk On By walk on by the house where you still live walk on by the place where we would kiss and the room where I held you tight tonight I must walk on by walk on by the room where you still sleep walk on by the company that you keep and the room where I held you tight tonight I must walk on by somehow I know I won't forget you, no, no, no, no, no, I won't you won't forget me, no, no, no, no, no, you won't I'll keep on walking away from here I'll forget you when I reach the other side walk on by the house where you still live walk on by the place where we would kiss and the room where I held you tight tonight I must walk on by @SONG: Sheep Go To Heaven well, I'm not feeling all right today, I'm not feeling that great I'm not catching on fire today, love has started to fade I'm not going to smile today, I'm not gonna laugh your out living it up today, I've got dues to pay and the grave digger puts on the foreceps the stone mason does all the work the barber can give you a haircut the carpenter can take you out to lunch now, but I just want to play on my panpipes I just want to drink me some wine as soon as your born you start dying so you might as well have a good time sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell I don't wanna go to sunset strip I don't wanna feel the emptiness bold marquees with stupid band names I don't wanna go to sunset strip I don't wanna go to sunset strip I don't wanna feel the emptiness bold marquees with stupid band names I don't wanna go to sunset strip and the grave digger puts on the foreceps the stone mason does all the work the barber can give you a haircut the carpenter can take you out to lunch now, but I just want to play on my panpipes well, I just want to drink me some wine as soon as your born you start dying so you might as well have a good time sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell ... go to hell sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell @SONG: When You Sleep when you sleep where do your fingers go what do your fingers know what do your fingers show where do your fingers go, yeah when you sleep do they tremble on the edge of the bed or do you fold them neatly by your head do they clench like claws against your own skin when you're living your day all over again when you sleep, when you sleep where do your fingers go when you sleep, what do your fingers know when you sleep, what do your fingers show when you sleep, where do your fingers go when you sleep, yeah do they play guitar in a latin bar are they strangers or lovers, do they drive your car are they swimming submissively sex acts of life or just cutting through jello with a very sharp knife now Zeus was a womanizer, always on the make but Hera usually punished her that Zeus was one to take when you sleep where do your fingers go are they pulling out weeds from the dusty soil but then never rewarded with the fruits of their toil are they scratching their nails on the chalkboards of death only seeking attention when everyone in the room has left when you sleep where do your fingers go when you sleep, what do your fingers know when you sleep, what do your fingers show when you sleep where do your fingers go, when you sleep when you sleep do they tremble on the edge of the bed or do you fold them neatly by your head @SONG: Hem Of Your Garment I am intrinsically no good I have a heart that's made of wood and I am only biding time only reciting memorized lines and I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment no, no I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment I have no love but only goals how very empty is my soul it is a soul that feels no thrill a soul that could easily kill and I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment and no, no I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment I am intrinsically no good I have a heart that's made of wood I am only biding time only reciting memorized lines and I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment and no, no I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment ... @SONG: Alpha Beta Parking Lot standing in the Alpha Beta parking lot watching the sun set I'll never forget watching all the reds and oranges slip away letting go of yet another dirty day breathing in the fumes from so many idling cars right beneath the sign with the dusty yellow stars watching the sun go down ... standing in the Alpha Beta parking lot watching you leave me not quite believing standing in the Alpha Beta parking lot watching the sun set I'll never forget breathing in the fumes from so many idling cars right beneath the sign with the dusty yellow stars watching the sun go down ... breathing in the fumes from so many idling cars right beneath the sign with the dusty yellow stars watching the sun go down ... @SONG: Let Me Go when she walks she swings her arms, instead of her hips when she talks she moves her mouth, instead of her lips and I've waited for her for so long I've waited for her for so long I've wondered if I could hang on I've wondered if I could hang on let me go, she said, let me go, she said let me go and I will want you more let me go, let me go, let me go and I will want you when she wants, she wants the sun instead of the moon when she sees, she sees the stars inside of her room and I've waited for her for so long I've waited for her for so long I've wondered if I could hang on I've wondered if I could hang on let me go, she said, let me go, she said let me go and I will want you more let me go, she said, let me go let me go and I will want you let me go, she said, let me go, she said let me go, she said, let me go ... @SONG: Cool Blue Reason cool blue reason empties on the page your colleagues are in prison and your enemies enraged cool blue reason comes into your world there's two more dead in Texas and it's probably your girls cool blue reason wraps around your throat the minutes change like seasons only eight more hours to go only eight more hours to go, only eight more hours left to go cool blue reason comes into your life there's one more dead in Kansas and it's probably your wife cool blue reason I'm just talking to myself cool blue reason I'm just rearranging hell I'm just talking to myself, I'm just talking to myself cool blue reason wraps around your throat the minutes change likes seasons only eight more hours to go only eight more hours to go, only eight more hours left to go @SONG: Where Would I Be I've been waiting for so long I've been hoping your love's not gone houses are sliding in the mud rivers are raging in your blood where would I be without your love where would I be without your arms around me you were to be the only one if I knew you I would not run you have been cloudy, distant, dark I'm thinking of Noah and the ark where would I be without your love where would I be without your arms around me