Patti Smith

Patti Smith - Poppies lyrics

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He's delighted to love me, but you know, 

I just don't know what to say to him. I just don't know. 



Heard it on the radio, it's no good 

Heard it on the radio, it's news to me 

When she gets something, it's understood 

Baby's got somethin' she's not used to 



Down, down, poppy, yeah 

Down, down, poppy, yeah 



Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score 

Baby wants somethin', she's in the mood to 

Baby wants somethin', I want more 

When I don't get it, I get blue, blue 



Down, down, and it's really comin', really comin', 

Down, down, poppy, yeah 



Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score 

Baby's got somethin', gonna get through, through 

When I want somethin' I want more, 

Heard it on the radio, there's nothin' I can do do 



I'm in the mood to And I'm a woman and an individual And I want rockin' real slow I wanna hear it on the radio I wanna hear it, I wanna score (poppies) I wanna hear it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more 

On the radio, heard it on the radio 

Baby got it but baby want more 

[babble] 

Heard it on the radio Won't be no need for layin' in the road Tonight I'm goin' out, oh yeah Baby got it but baby want more She won't need it any more [babble] 

Although she was tense and lean in the sun Splintered like a country 

Gently pulled his finger 

Everything is soakin' and spread with butter 

Their flowers on an average [on the seed?] 



And then they laid her on the table 

She connected with the inhaler 

And the needle shiftin' like crazy, 

She was, she was completely still. 

It was like a painting of a vase, 

She just lay there and the gas traveled fast 

Through the dorsal spine and down and around 

(I want more) 

The anal cavity, her cranium 

(I wanna score) 

Just, it was really great, man, 

The gas had inflicted her entire spine 

With the elements of a voluptuous disease 

With a green vapor, made her feet light 



Baby want more 



Baby was it in the closet. 

Baby get it there, baby tag it, 

Baby got it and baby begged for it, baby 



I don't think (after station) there's any station 

(I remember when) 

Quite as interesting to me 

(baby worship something) 

As the 12th station 

(laughin' at the flowers) 

I tuned in (to the tower) too many centuries 

Were calling to me 

And I spin, come down thru time 

Oh, watch them say you're too high 



And I swim through 



Hear it on the radio, goddamn in my radio, 

Hear it on the radio, hear it on the radio 

[babble] 

one long ecstatic pure sensation 

restriction started excreting, started excreting, ah exhilarating 

bottomless pit 



Hey Sheba, hey Salome, hey Venus eclipsin' my way ah. 

Her vessel, every woman is a vessel, is evasive, is aquatic. 

Everyone, silver ecstatic, platinum disk spinning
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Language: English

Appearing on: Curated by Record Store Day (2022)

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