| Breath | State Of Love And Trust | Crazy Mary | Leaving Here |
| Gremmie Out Of Control | Not For You [live on radio] | Yellow Ledbetter |
| Nothingman | Hard To Imagine | The Whale Song | Man Of The Hour |
Breath
From: Singles
Time: 5:25
Vedder, Gossard
Oh, tonight began with anything.
Shaft of a light. A warm breath and a scream.
Ah, yeah.
Oh, tamper if you like between the doors.
Oh yeah. Huh. Huh.
Oh, can't expect to go out, to go out with anything, anything more.
Oh reach the door. A breath and a...
Oh reach the door. And a la la la la yeah.
Life ain't what it's worth.
A breath and a... Oh reach the door.
All these reaching hands out grabbing things. Grabbing me.
Day in day out accumulating. Ah yeah.
Whoa. I suggest you step out on your porch.
Oh yeah. Huh. huh. Huh huh, yeah.
Run away my son. See it all. Oh see the world.
Oh reach the door. A breath and a...
Oh reach the door. Oha and a la la la la yeah.
Life ain't what it's worth.
A breath and a... Oh reach the door.
Come. Here it comes. There it goes. When it comes.
Where it goes. Where it comes.
Can't see through the faith. Woah.
Ooh. Come. Here it comes. There it goes.
Grasp what you can.
Don't you know there's something inside your head, yeah.
Oh, if I knew where it was I would take you there but there's much more than this.
Ooh. Whoa, much more than this. Woh see the world. Much more than...
Oh, much more than. Why?
State Of Love And Trust
From: Singles
Time: 3:47
Vedder, McCready, Ament
Woh.
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext.
Sin still plays and preaches but to have an empty court. Uh huh.
And the signs are passing. grip the wheel can't read it.
Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands. Hands, yeah.
And I listen for the voice inside my head. Nothing. I'll do this one myself.
Lay her down as priest does. Should the lord be a counting?
Will be in my honor. Make it pain, painfully clear. Uh huh.
Promises are whispered in the age of darkness.
Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end. End, yeah.
And the barrel shakes aimed a-directly at my head.
Oh help me. Help me from myself.
And I listen from both sides of a friend. Nothing. I'll do this one myself.
Uh huh huh oh. Myself. Myself.
??????
Yeah yeah.
Hey, na na na na. Hey that's something. (x3)
Want-it back, back to the left. Yeah. huh uh.
And I listen oh for the voice inside my head. Nothing. I'll do this one myself.
Oh, ah and the barrel waits. Trigger shakes. Aimed right at my head.
Won't you help me? Help me from myself. Oh.
Ohh. Hey oh hey oh. Hey oh hey oh hey oh. Yeah woh woh.
Hmm, state of love and trust and a...
State of love and trust and a... (x2)
State of love and... Yeah. Woh woh woh.
Crazy Mary
From: Sweet Relief
Time: 5:37
Williams
She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack.
On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks.
Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?"
Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side.
Wild eyed crazy Mary.
Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place.
The old blue car we used to race.
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side.
Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.'
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd.
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a...
A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around.
One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill.
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills.
Looked down into the house of Mary.
A bare bulb on. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all.
Oh... Oh... Oh...
Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around.
Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary.
That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2)
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a...
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around.
Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a...
Oh yeah.
Leaving Here
From: Home Alive
Time: 2:52
B. Holland, Dozier, E. Holland
Hey fellas have you heard the news? Oh yeah.
The women in this town are being missused. Oh yeah.
Yeah I seen it all in my dreams last night. Oh yeah.
Girls leaving this town cuse they don't treat em right-a. Oh yeah.
I'll take a train. (take a train)
Fly by plane. (fly by plane)
There getting tired. (getting tired)
Getting sick and tired. (sick and tired)
Oh you fellas better change your ways. Oh yeah.
Them leaving this town in a matter of days. Oh yeah.
Girl is good you better treat em true. Oh yeah.
Seen fellas runnin arround with someone new. Oh yeah.
I'm gettin tired. (gettin tired)
Sick and tired. (sick and tired)
There leaving here. (leavin' here)
Oh leaving here. (leavin' here)
Oh leaving here yeah yeah yeah leaving here.
Been a while.
Oh yea (x4)
The love of a woman is a wonderfull thing. Oh yeah.
The way that we treat em is a cryin shame. Oh yeah.
I'll tell you fellas yea it won't be long. Oh yeah.
Before these women they all have gone. Oh yeah.
I'm gettin tired. (gettin tired)
Sick and tired. (sick and tired)
I'll take a train. (take a train)
Fly by plane. (fly by plane)
There leaving here yeah yeah yeah. Leaving here.
Leaving leaving. Oh leaving here now.
Baby baby baby. Please don't leave here.
Oh baby.
Gremmie Out Of Control
From: MOM
Time: 2:24
Haskell, Usher
1, 2, 1, 2
1, 2, 1 2 3 4
Every beach has a clown who thinks he knows it all.
Hang-ten outta Santa Fe when surf comes out tomorrow lets go!
And he's always practicing his cowabunga call.
Cowabunga!
But the menace scrambles when the big waves start to roll.
Wsssshhhh...
'Cuse there's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control.
Gremmie out of control. (x2)
There's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control.
The kids all know that a gremmie's talk is cheep.
Ride the Hula-Han over the pipeline bonsai to the saddle bowl.
Tho they just try to ignore this ugly creep.
Cowabunga!
His board is always full of dings 'cause he's always doing stupid things.
And there's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control.
Gremmie out of control. (x2)
There's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control.
Gremmie out of control. (x2)
There's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control. (x3)
Not For You [live on radio]
From: Hype
Time: 5:11
Abbruzzese, Ament, Gossard, McCready, Vedder
Restless soul, enjoy your youth.
Like Muhammad. Hits the truth.
Oh, can't escape from the common rule - if you hate something don't you do it too. Too...
Small my table. Sits just two.
Got so crowded. I can't make room.
Oh where did they come from? Stormed my room.
And you dare say it belongs to you. Fuck you...
This is not for you. (x3)
Oh, never was for you. You...
My friends call me Ed, they call me.
My friends call me...
All that's sacred comes from youth.
Dedication. Naive and true.
With no power. Nothing to do.
I still remember. Why don't you? Don't you?
This is not for you. (x3)
Oh, never was for you. Fuck you.
This is not for you. (x3)
Oh, never wasy for you. You...
Yellow Ledbetter
From: Tibetan Freedom Benefit
Time: ?:??
Vedder, McCready, Ament
[ not even going to try. sorry. View the studio version here.]
Nothingman
From: Bridge School Benefit
Time: 4:36
Ament, Vedder
Once divided. There's nothing left to subtract.
Some words when spoken can't be taken back.
Walks on his own with thoughts he can't help thinking.
Future's above, in the past he's slowly sinking.
Caught a bolt of lightning. Cursed the day he let it go.
Nothingman... (x2)
Isn't it something, nothingman?
She once believed in every story he had to tell.
One day she stiffened. Took the other side.
Empty stares from across a crowded room.
One just escapes. One's left inside the... Well...
And he who forgets will be destined to remember. Oh, oh, oh...
Nothingman... (x2)
Isn't it something, nothingman?
Oh, she don't want him.
No, she won't feed him after he's flown away.
Oh, into the sun. Yeah, into the sun.
Burn, oh burn.
Nothingman... (x2)
Isn't it something, nothingman?
Nothingman... (x2)
Coulda' been something, nothingman.
Yeah, ohh...
Hard To Imagine
From: Chicago Cab Soundtrack
Time: 4:32
Gossard, Vedder
Paint a picture forty shades of gray.
Light your pillow. Lay back. Watch the flames.
I'll tell a story but no one would listen that long.
It's hard to imagine. It's hard to imagine.
Ohh (x4)
Fuck tradition. No one's safe from harm.
Wait a living. Cup and curse these arms.
After having seen all that they saw.
It's hard to imagine. It's hard to imagine.
Ohh (x4)
Things were different then. All is different now.
I tried to explain. Somehow.
Things were different then. All is different now.
I tried to explain. Somehow.
Ohh (x4)
Things were different then. All is different now.
I tried to explain. I hope this works somehow.
Things were different then. All is different now.
I tried to explain. Oh, somehow.
Ohh (x4)
The Whale Song
From: MOM 3
Time: 3:33
Irons
The sun was in clouds. The sun looked out. Exposed a trail of mist and spouts.
Ships followed the ancient lead. Deceiving friends under the sea.
Wow, imagine that? They won't fight back. I got a theory on that.
A whale's heart is as big as a car. A whaler's thought must be smudged by the dark.
They won't fight back. I'm sure they know how. Means they love or are too proud.
They won't fight back. I'm sure they know how. Means they love or too proud.
They swim. It's really free. It's a beautiful thing to see. They sing.
Hunters of land. Hunters of sea. Exploit anything for money.
I refer to anybody that takes advantage of what that is free.
They won't fight back.
It's only a thought that makes it seem right. What you don't see is because of your sight.
Take what you want. Kill what you can. That's just one way of the mind of man.
Take their lives. Sell their parts but there is not taking of their hearts.
If I was lost at sea. That harpoon boat in front of me. It's the whale I'd like to be.
They won't fight back. (x5)
They don't know how.
They won't fight back. (x3)
Man Of The Hour
From: Man Of The Hour Single/Soundtrack
Time: 3:46
Vedder
Tidal waves don't beg forgiveness.
Crash then on their way.
Father, he enjoyed collisions.
Others walked away.
The snowflake falls in May.
And the doors are open now.
As the bells are ringing out.
Cuz the man of the hour has taken his final bow.
Goodbye for now.
Nature has its own religion.
Gospel from the land.
Father ruled by long division.
Young men they pretend.
Old men comprehend.
And the sky breaks at dawn.
Shedding light upon this town.
We all come around.
Cuz the man of the hour has taken his final bow.
Goodbye for now.
And the road the old men paved.
The broken seams along the way.
The rusted signs. They're just for me.
He was guiding me, love, his own way.
Now the man of the hour has taken his final bow.
As the curtain comes down I feel that this is just goodbye for now.
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