From: [email protected] (Thomas Philip)
Requested… Mostly complete lyrics to the Liz Phair album «Whip-Smart.»
(The poster of this message did not compile these lyrics, so make your
own corrections please.)
@ Chopsticks
I met him at a party
and he told me how to drive him home
he said he liked to do it backwards
I said that’s just fine with me
That way we can fuck and watch tv
it was 4 am and the light was grey
like it always ihen all hell broke loose after that
I told him that I knew Julia Roberts
when I was 12 at summer camp
we didn’t say anything after that
I dropped him off and I drove on home
‘cuz secretly i’m timid
@ Supernova
I have looked all over the place
but you have got my favorite face
your eye lashes sparkle like gilded grass
and you lips are sweet and slippery
like a cherub’s bare wet ass
‘Cuz you’re a human supernova
a solar superman
you’re an angel with wings of fire
a flying giant friction blast
You walk in clouds of glitter
and the sun reflect your eyes
and ever time the wind blows
I can smell you in the sky
your kisses are as wicked as an f-16
and you fuck like a volcano
and you’re everything to me
‘Cuz you’re a human supernova
a solar superman
you’re an angel wf fire
a flying giant friction blast
you’re a giant flying friction blast
(Solo)
‘Cuz you’re a human supernova
a solar superman
and angel with wings of fire
a flying giant friction blast
@ Support System
I don’t need a support system
flirting me to proposition
what I need is a man of action
I need my attraction to you
driving me down all those dangerous avenues
lions and tiger staring at their feet
I ??
(support system)
flies around at breakfast?
(proposition)
??? in your hand??
Where do you get the fuck off thinking
I was their at the party
‘cuz all of my friends ? me the reasons
why you and I should g through
just what the hell is a lover supposed to do
I got the wrong reaction
Slap in the face
Such a stupid picture album
?in your why ?
?in a pampered ?
?then i’ll like you better
I don’t need a support system
flirting me to proposition
what they need is a separation
of beauty from attitude
what satisfaction is left when
you tells everyone ?
Such a stupid picture album
?
?
?
I don’t need a support system
put your hand on my heart and listen
what I need is a dedication
to last me all the way through
I am counting on loving you
over and above the passion
I’m ?remanded? to you
@ X-ray Man
(what I see…)
As far as I know, baby
you can see
as far as I know, funky baby
digging deep inside of me
uhh huhhh huhhh
As far as I know, sister
I’m all right
as far as I know, funky baby
I’m coming home tonight
(you can see through the smoke)
You’re an x-ray man
you got x-ray eyes
this is no reflection
it is what I see inside
uhh huh huhha
You’re an x-ray man
you have white-wall tires
iodine tan
cheap unpleasant desires
you’re an x-ray man
you’re got an x-rated mind
You not satisfied looking at me
you’re always checking out the girls
you’re a x-ray man
You have secret plans for me
@ Shane
Huuuh
I know that it was the night
the war broke out because
you and I were driving around
You were doing the story
about about if people understood
what had happened to their world
Tonight
in bed
sleeping
the world
tonight
in bed
asleep
You said that you were in touch
with the draft resistors
in case the big boys called up
you gonna have to let ’em
dick you around
but don’t make you do
what you can’t live with
Tonight
in bed
with me
sleeping
you look
like you
were just
a little kid
Shane
how sad
you gotta watch your ass
You gotta have fear in your heart
(25x and fade)
@ Nashville
They don’t know
what they ??
they just go for any shiny marble
and nobody sparkles like you
But I can’t image it in better terms
the naked half awake
about to shave and go to work
and I’m starting to think
it could happen to me
like it did to
And I’m starting to actually feel it
seep through the ?slick? divide now
I won’t crack the door too far
for anyone whose pushing too hard on me
They don’t know
what they ??
maybe it goes on the other side of the hallway
the writings so small from here
But I can’t image it in better terms
the naked half awake
about to shave and go to work
I won’t decorate my love
(x10)
@ Go West
(Safe on)
the interstate
(New York)
is 3000 miles away
and I’m not looking forward to following through
but its better than always running back into you
I’ve closed my eyes and my bank account
and go west young man
(Take off)
the parking brake
(go coasting)
into a different state
and I’m not looking forward to missing you
but I must have something better to do
I’ve got to tear my life apart
and go west my man
and it feels like I’ve got something to prove
but in some ways its just something to do
my friends turn me around and say
go west young man
(stepping)
down off my platform shoes
(sl ?)
nine in the afternoon
and I’m waiting for someone in the know
like Pirner tells me on the radio
says take it from somng man
and I’m looking for somebody to do
my thinking say you?
go west young man
and it feels like I’ve got something prove
but in some ways it’s just something to do
the ? state? highway sign says you
go west young man
@ Cinco de Mayo
Cinco de Mayo
blow out denial
it was upon this time
letting you go
What if I never
pulled it forever
held out my hand to you
you
beautiful ?
Absolute measure
I ain’t no pleasure hound
bust outta control
?
Out on a banter
just Alice falling down
a deeper reform
I’ve never been to rome till you smiled
you’re about as old and ?
I used to pray for snow
Now I just wonder
said I was under
thinking ? me
something to hold
I’ve never been to rome till you smiled
you’re about as old and ?
Cinco de mayo
burn out Ohio
it wasn’t me this time
letting you go
@ Dogs of L.A.
The canyon air
is like a breath of fresh L.A
I was a star trek crewmember
with my beetle boots and my Super-8
and I raced you to the top
the camera gets a studdered shot
of me approaching a pagan shrine
I kissed the buddha and made him cry
I kissed Georgie, I’m your friend
and the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of LA
they hold the place like the Mafia
and say ‘run me round again’
The sawed off tree trunk stand among the ? palms
you were kneeling as I focused in and I panned along
and I raced you to the top
kicking snakes up from dusty rocks
young Abe Vigoda plays Frankenstein
I kissed the buddha and made him cry
I kissed the buddha and made him cry
Georgie, I’m your friend
and the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of LA
They hold the place like the Mafia
and say ‘run me around again’
I want to go again
The shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of LA
they hold the pd say ‘run me around again’
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I’m going to tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green
and whip-smart as the English Channel’s wide
and I’m going to tell my sons mattress
and his watch on any hand between girl’s thighs
and I’m gonna lock my son up in a tower till
I write me brown eyes
? are just a way of life
and I’m gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes
because for every truth there are a half a million lies
and I’m gonna lock my son up in a tower till
he learns to let his hair down far enough to climb outside
When they do the the double-dutch
that’s them dancing (x3)
(Instr)
When they do the double-dutch
that’s them dancing (x4)
(x4 A Cappella)
(x4)
(x1 A Cappella with repeat)
@ Jealousy
He’s got a million car
he’s got a 37 year old guitar
he’s got a family that ??
when your on the edge of your chair
And you feel it
he looking at you
he’s laughing at you
it’s happening
I can’t, I can’t believe it
but it’s here — all the pages I’m reading
it’s all I can do to conceal my feelings of
jealousy
jealousy
I know that it just a drawer of photographs
They’re ex-girlfriend your tryin’
I don’t wanna look, but I am already hooked
jealousy
I can’t believe you had a life before me
I can’t believe they let you run around free
just putting your body wherever it seemed lidea
Standing on the corner
watching the ladies pass by
Imagine me, behind your eyes
and then what did I see
I saw hips; I saw thighs
I saw secret positions that we’ve never tried
I sealousy
I see jealousy
I can’t, I can’t believe it
but its here in the space that I see it
its all I can do to conceal my feelings of
jealousy
jealousy
Standing on mudflaps
watching the salmon fly
wonder if I’ll ever bury the hatchet inside
Imagine me, behind your eyes
and then what did I see
I saw hips; I saw thighs
I saw secret positions that we’ve never tried
I saw jealousy
I saw jealousy
I can’t believe you had a life before me
I can’t believe they let you run around free
just putting your body wherever it
seemed like a good idea
what a good idea
@ Crater Lake
Once you’ve left a lonely rage on
it’s on
and it grows
and dynamite stuffed in a mailbox
doesn’t smoke until it blows
And, oh all the tears in four tiny years
well look at me I’m frightening my friends
You better roll me
I’ve bought a map of the moon
there’s a crater with my name on it
a really good view
that I was getting drunk in your room
because I wanted to throw my weight around
And, oh all the tears in four tiny years
well look at me I’m frightening my friends
you’d better roll me home
you’d better roll me home
you’d better roll me home
@ Alice Springs
See the sun rise
so loud
this whole town
gets drowned out
sky writing with the sweep of a flashlight
I’m driving over that way
some pit of gold
its just a carpeting store on opening day
See the moon rise so slow
and shallow
it burns halos in my eyes
its hard to swallow
its hard to breathe
so many opals
nobody here knows what to believe
they got me underground
@ May Queen
Don’t be fooled by him
he’s fine
rock and roll Ken doll he’s a national (?)
he’s an off-and-on friend of mine
Where have I been?
got any what?
who have I seen?
I spy a may queen
you were miles above me
girls in your arms
the changing of Her Majesty’s guard is truly amazing
Got any what?
disease, hashish, a mind?
do I have any what?
Where have I been?
got any what?
who have I seen?
I spied a may queen
you were miles above me
girls in your arms
you could’ve planted a farm
Alla them hayseeds….
*****
—
Thomas Philip [email protected]
«Without religion, there will always be debauchery, frippery, and vodka» — Leo Tolstoy
