Lyrics by chris cornell
Music by kim thayil
All of seventeen
Eyes a purple green
Treated like a queen, she was
On borrowed self esteem
She would do a dance
A painful masquerade
Spinning you into her web
Along her vain parade
In her uniform
Studded brass and steel
Kissing lipstick, napkin stains
And smearing sincerity
Along her vain parade
Along her veins
Time crept up on her
She’s early gray
Her reflection looks concerned
As flowers hit her grave
Lyrics by chris cornell
Music by kim thayil
All of seventeen
Eyes a purple green
Treated like a queen, she was
On borrowed self esteem
She would do a dance
A painful masquerade
Spinning you into her web
Along her vain parade
In her uniform
Studded brass and steel
Kissing lipstick, napkin stains
And smearing sincerity
Along her vain parade
Along her veins
Time crept up on her
She’s early gray
Her reflection looks concerned
As flowers hit her grave
[kim]
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word:
Fuck
The word is love
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word:
Fuck
The word is
Love
There’s a new girl in your life
Long red wavy hair
Green green lips and purple eyes
Skinny hips and big brown breasts
Hanging on your wall
One end slit the other’s ripped
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word
Fuck
The word is love
Support the power of women
Use the flower of man
Use the power of women
Use the word
Fuck
The word is love
Use the word
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word
Fuck
The word is love
Use the word
Fuck
[kim]
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word:
Fuck
The word is love
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word:
Fuck
The word is
Love
There’s a new girl in your life
Long red wavy hair
Green green lips and purple eyes
Skinny hips and big brown breasts
Hanging on your wall
One end slit the other’s ripped
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word
Fuck
The word is love
Support the power of women
Use the flower of man
Use the power of women
Use the word
Fuck
The word is love
Use the word
Support the power of women
Use the power of man
Support the flower of women
Use the word
Fuck
The word is love
Use the word
Fuck
everytime i see your face
I get all wet between my legs
Everytime you pass me by
I heave a sigh of pain
Everytime i see your face
I think of things unpure, unchased
I wanna fuck you like a dog
Take you home and make you like it
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you ever thought of
Everything i’ll do to you
I’ll fuck you in your union suit
Your face reminds me of a flower
Kind of like you’re underwater
Hair’s too long and in your eyes
Your lips are perfect suck-me size
You act like you’re 14 years old
Everything you say is so
Obnoxious, funny, true, and me
I wanna be your blow-job queen
You’re probably shy and introspective
That’s not part of my objective
I just want your fresh young jimmy
Sliding, slamming, ramming in me
Everytime i see your face
I think of things unpure, unchased
I wanna fuck you like a dog
Take you home and make you like it
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you ever thought of
Everything i’ll do to you
I’ll fuck you till your dick is blue
Lady!
So many nights he was
Hoping
If you’re feeling just the
Same thing that he’s
Feeling for you
Now he knows that you do
‘cause you told him yesterday …
He’s depending on the words you say
And
Flower!
What will your friends say?
My flower
Now the time has come
When you just better
Make up your mind
Do you love him then shine
Don’t believe in what they say
If they’re friends they love you anyway
Flower
If you love him say his name
You can make him feel the same
Oh you’re the deep sleep
That he needs
Under this black moonlight
Flower
Take his hand and pray he knows
You’re his never fading rose
He’ll be the deep sleep
Thet you need
The only inspiration for all time
Tell me
Why do you linger?
His beautiful eyes
Waiting to show you’re in heaven
And bring you flowers
If you love him ¨c love is pain
If you yon’t then go don’t play this
Game
Flower
If you love him say his name
You can make him feel the same
Oh you’re the deep sleep
That he needs
Under this black moonlight
Flower
Take his hand and pray he knows
You’re his never fading rose
He’ll be the deep sleep
Thet you need
The only inspiration for all time
Turn the ugly light off god
Wanna feel the night
Everyday it shines down on me
Don’t you think that i see
Don’t you think that i see what it’s all about
Hard to look the other way
While the world passes me by
And everyone is trying to bum me out
It’s a pretty big world god
And i am awful small
Everyday they rain down on me
Flower in a hailstorm
Flower in a hailstorm
I’m living for the drought
I could throw it back at them
But then i play their game
Everyone is trying to bum me out
When i came into this world they slapped me
And everyday since then i’m slapped again
Tomorrow’s king: an unsightly coward
You see, i know i’m gonna win
Turn the ugly light off god
Don’t wanna see my face
Everyday it will betray me
Don’t you think that i know
Don’t you think that i know what they’re talking about
If they step on me tonight
They’re gonna pay someday
Everyone is trying to bum me out
Don’t bring me flowers to my bed, i don’t wish you to know
It’s time to find myself again
As cold as houses on your street, as hollow as my own
I hope you wish them all away
Chorus
Time to say goodbye, bye to the bad bad girl
Time to say goodbye, bye to the bad bad girl
Don’t bring me flowers to my bed, she got what she deserved
I told her i am of my time
As cold as houses on my street, as hollow as my own
I hope you wish them all away
Chorus (x2)
She dreams of the country
Her eyes go far away.
She wishes for flowers
He says, "perhaps in may."
The city always was gray
The reflections of his eyes.
And she knows he liked it that way
And that way he shall die, well…
She’s always known,
That there was something more.
There’s this hunger in her belly
Like an instinct it tells her that there’s something more.
This living shouldn’t be called living
‘cause it’s really only half a life.
She’s a flower that grows despite cement holes
And she will survive, she will survive.
She’s a rare breed with violet eyes
And leafy limbs.
In conversations she looks for cracks
To dig her roots deep in.
And her ways come up like daisies,
She pushes her head to the sun.
She says "i am content here to grow
Despite the steel frost that consumes everyone."
She’s always known,
That there was something more.
There’s this hunger in her belly
Like an instinct it tells her that there’s something more.
This living shouldn’t be called living
‘cause it’s really only half a life.
She’s a flower that grows despite cement holes.
And she will survive, she will survive.
In the end these steel cages will consume us
And like coffins ignorance will take us in and
Fashion don’t mean anything
‘cause fashion cannot be our friends.
And when all else fades away
And the city falls into its sleep.
We’ll still have flesh, blood, bones and
Our soul to deal with so we should
Dig our roots deep.
Always known,
That there’s something more.
There’s this hunger in our bellies
It’s like an instinct it tells us that there’s something more.
This living shouldn’t be called living
‘cause it’s really only half a life.
She’s a flower that grows despite cement holes.
And we will survive, we will survive, we will survive, we will
Survive.
I know I’ll never be the apple of your eye
But I pick you a flower if you like
I know I’ll never be the stars up in your sky
But I’ll pick you a flower if you like
She loves me, she loves me not
She says she love me has she forgotten that she loves me
Love me one more time
I know I’ll never be the apple of your eye
But I can pick you a flower if you like
‘Cause I meet you down by the end of the road
Where the sunset glows and the garden grows
I got one pair of shoes with 20 holes in the toes
And I would walk 20 miles just to get to those blue eyes
If you will smile for me to my surprise I would stay for a while to see what comes next
Or we could take off our clothes and have long conversations in french
I know I’ll never be the apple of your eye
But I’ll pick you a flower if you like
I know I’ll never be the stars up in your sky oh no
But I’ll pick you a flower if you like
And she loves me, she loves me not
She says she loves me has she forgotten that she loves me
Love me one more time
I know I’ll never be the apple of your eye
But I pick you a flower if you like
Let’s go
Roses are red, violets are blue
But it is true I’d be through if I don’t have you
So I just chill up on the hill picking daffodils
Making wishes, about you mrs
‘Cause I know I’ll never be the apple of your eye
But I’ll pick you a flower
