Grateful Dead

Grateful Dead - Picasso Moon songtekst

Je score:


South of Market in the land of ruin

You get all manner of action

Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room

Stalking satisfaction.

They got 'em packaged up for love and money

Tattooed tots and chrome spike bunnies

Check my conscience at the DMZ

And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey

But I get a feelin like when big things collide

Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide

And here comes Metal Angel, she looks ready to ride;

& What's that she's tryin' to show me..?

What's that you're tryin' to show me..?


[Chorus:]

Picasso Moon, shattered light

Diamond bullets ripping up the night

Picasso Moon, liberate me,

From the middle of eternity,

Something hooks her little finger at me,

An' it's bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee.

Bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee.


Hangin' ten out on space and time

Redefining distance.

The next skull on your necklace is mine:

Cheap for such assistance

I had a job trading bits for pieces

We'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases

Please, find my resignation enclosed,

Roll with it, roll with it, we gonna roll in it, honey..,

Dark Angel, What's botherin' you?

So strange, you'll do me all that you do

Dark Angel, you're makin' me blue..,

I guess it doesn't matter..,

I guess it doesn't matter...


[Second chorus:]

Picasso Moon, blinding ball,

Spinning fire, the lightning calls

Picasso Moon, fall into the sky

Rarin' out, I'm gonna testify

And stare a shout into that burning eye,

Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my.

Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my.


Strikes morning; the atomic dawn,

Scramble back to cover.

Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on,

My little leather-winged lover.

I see your face printed on my money,

Your blazin' ways really move me, honey..!

Heart of darkness, Yea-e-yea-e-e-hoo..,

Why'm I laughing? This ain't funny

Dark Angel, now just don't start..,

You'll break my spirit, wreck my heart

You must have a license for practisin' that art.

I don't presume to imagine.

I don't presume to imagine.


[Chorus:]

Picasso Moon, fractal flame

Blazing lace filling every frame

Picasso Moon, wheels within wheels

What's true when everything's real?

It's all new, I'm gonna scatter the seals

Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real.

Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real.


Picasso Moon, etc.




                   
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Komt voor op: Dave's Picks Volume 40 (2021)

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