(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually re-enforced
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, hesitate)
Got to punch right on target
Twisting tongues, gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back
Give me a couple
Don\'t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Got to punch right on target
Twisting tongues, gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back
Give me a couple
Don\'t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation
What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?
(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually re-enforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, oh come on, hesitate Hesitate)
Got to punch right on target
Twisting tongues, gotta stripe down her back
All nine yards down his back
Give me a couple
Don\'t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Conversation fear, conversation fear
Conversation fear
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, hesitate)
Got to punch right on target
Twisting tongues, gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back
Give me a couple
Don\'t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Got to punch right on target
Twisting tongues, gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back
Give me a couple
Don\'t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation
What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?
(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually re-enforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, oh come on, hesitate Hesitate)
Got to punch right on target
Twisting tongues, gotta stripe down her back
All nine yards down his back
Give me a couple
Don\'t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Conversation fear, conversation fear
Conversation fear
Lyrics submitted by xpankfrisst
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YES Michael Stipe would have fallen within the autistic spectrum BUT YOKO SAYS kill rock stars for fame. the song was written by thurSTON MOORE for SONIC YOUTH but was 2 poppy. HOLE would sing it to COCO MOORE til brookelyn then shoot crack and liquid eyeliner 4 BREAKFAST. 2 THAT WE song he did put it out there. Music is really good in this song as well: Sonic Youth totally borrowed OR NOT. listen 4 rock LOBSTER.