TIN MACHINE:   Tin Machine II

Baby Universal

Now that he has no sense of destination
Now he's running for the love of speed
When the child goes bad it's no cause for
celebration
Like Jimmy Dean he don't talk back to me

Failures as fathers, Mothers to chaos
No baby, no baby, no baby no

CHORUS
Hallo humans can you feel me thinking
I assume you're seeing everything I'm
thinking
Hallo humans nothing starts tomorrow
I'm the baby now

Baby Universe, Baby Universe, Baby
Universal

A speck of dust just settled in my eye
It doesn't matter I've seen everything
anyway

Failures as fathers, Mothers to chaos
No baby, no baby, no baby no

CHORUS

One Shot

The last days were the meanest
Leanest days of our lives
You threw me the pieces
I started the fire
One thing led to a dead end
One shot put her away, hey-hey

Look out on a green world
Windows and wives
No bedroom to run to
No miracle jive - no conversation

Then nothing meant nothing
Ten dollars tore us apart
One thing led to a dead end
One shot put her away

Hot love is the dearest
No money can buy
She burnt like a spitfire
One shot put her away

You Belong In Rock 'n' Roll

Just the twinkling lights of heaven
Two reflections on the sparkling water
Hand in hand in love with love uh-huh

I love the cheap things that you say

You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
Well so do I
I love how she moves me
It makes me feel alright

I'm a hurt, I'm a hurt, I'm a hurting
I'm a man with a beat in my pocket
I'm going down to the rhythm of love

I love a bad look that you bringring

You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
Well so do I
Alone on a mean street
It makes me feel on fire

I love the cheap street in your walk
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
Well so do I
I love how she moves me
It makes me feel alright

Oh-oh!

Amlapura

Hey-hey it's the tall sail
On a beach reach for java
Make way for to Java
Watching for Boogies
Hey-hey it's a dreaming
I would burn you if you should die
Hey-hey I would burn too
If you should lie upon that bamboo pyre

CHORUS
I dream of Amlapura
Never saw in all my life a more shining
jewel
I dream of Amlapura
Of an ocean or dream of a princess in
stone

Hey-hey golden roses around
A rajah's mouth
Hey-hey all the dead children buried
standing
A flying Dutchman
Smoking gun and spice wind

CHORUS

I dream of Amlapura
Of a princess in stone
Hey-hey it's a tall ship
Hey-hey
Hey-hey
Amlapura

Betty Wrong

Till the sun blisters and sprays
And every lamb ceases to graze
When the kiss of the comb
Tears my face from the bone

I'll be your light
When the shadows fall down the wall
Then life will be done
And it just won't matter at all

I was carved from a hand
Nurtured on grime, goodwill and screams
Now your breath fills my step
Now there is you till life is gone

I'll roll your ball
Till the stars can't make me cry
Then life will be done
And it just won't matter at all

Not at all

When the kiss of the comb
Tears my face

You Can't Talk

Beauty shrieks "Beast in booties"
Coming home so lay the table
Look at you calling shots
Call you over under out

I was under, backwards, forwards
Holding hands in the dark
Kissing some, kissing cousins
Kissing this
You can't talk
You can't see me drowning
You can't talk
I don't see you swimming
You can't talk
You want go your way
You can't talk
I know you don't blow me

Look at us heart's a poppin'
Guess it's over
Crazy action mine's a breakin'
Guess it's over
(Here we go)

You can't talk
You can't see me drowning
You can't talk
I don't see you swimming
You can't talk
You want go your way
You can't talk
I know you don't blow me

Beauty shrieks 'Beast in booties'
Coming home so lay the table
Look at you calling shots
Call you over under out

You can't talk
You can't see me drowning
You can't talk
I don't see you swimming
You can't talk
You want go your way
You can't talk
I know you don't blow me

Stateside

I'm goin' home
I've been gone much too long
She said she missed me
Since I been gone
I'll be back soon
Ain't no doubt
'Cause she said she wanted my lovin', my
lovin'

CHORUS (twice)
No holding back I'm going home
No holding back I'm going home
I'm going stateside with my convictions

I said I'm coming home soon
I don't know when
It will be sometime soon
Sooner than
I thought I'd be
I thought I'd be
I thought I'd be stateside sooner than later

Marilyn inflatables home on the range
Where the living is easy on a horse with no
name
Kennedy convertibles home on the range
Where the suffering comes easy on a
blonde with no brain
I'm going stateside
I'm going stateside

I'm going home
It's been so long
She said she missed me
And all the fun we've had
I think it be the best way
She said she missed me in every way

CHORUS (twice)

I've been gone so long
I've been gone so long
I'm missing you

Marilyn inflatables home on the range
Where the living is easy on a horse with no
name
Kennedy convertibles home on the range
Where the suffering comes easy on a ten
dollar raise
I'm going stateside
I'm going stateside

Shopping For Girls

Between the dead ring ash of extreme
defense
The lonely groups of company boys
Snapping pictures of scrawny limbs and
toothy grins
These are children riding naked on their
tourist pals
While the hollows that pass for eyes swell
from withdrawal
And he lies on a mattress in a rat infested
room
Talking 'bout his family and the cold back
home

CHORUS
Between the dull cold eyes and the mind
unstable
No one over here reads the papers pal
Between the dull cold eyes and the mind
unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for
girls

A small black someone jumps over the
crazy white guard
Cranking up the volume of a Michael
Jackson song

CHORUS

A Big Hurt

To meet her once just to know it through
and through
I know, I know
But it ain't finished till the fat lady sings
I know, I know

How can I help you?
You're just a wanna-be
I'm a believer
You're a sex receiver
And me with a big hurt
You know I had a big hurt
From the very start
I'm hurting so bad
'Cause you're my roommate from hell

CHORUS
Got to take some blows on the stepping
stones
Speak in extremes
It'll save you time
You were a saint abroad
But a devil at home
Come on here, woo-woo
And kiss it for me

To meet her once just to know it through
and through
I know, I know
Even a glass eye in a duck's ass can see
that
I know, I know

I'm hurting so bad
And here come the indians oooo

CHORUS

Sorry

Time is tight, love always gets in the way
I'm sorry
Didn't mean to hurt you but I always do
I'm sorry

Well my eyes are pinned and money's spent
I'm sorry
I wouldn't do for me what I would do for you
I'm sorry

I guess I've thrown it away
Thrown it away
Didn't mean to do it that way
I'm sorry
Time is so tight and I mean it if I say
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry

Goodbye Mr. Ed

The ghost of Manhattoes
Shrieking as they fall
From AT&T
Someone sees it all - Goodbye Mr. Ed
Andy's skull enshrined
In a shopping mall near Queens
Someone sees it all

Icarus takes his pratfall
Bruegel on his head
Goodbye Mr. Ed

Four and twenty black kids
Some of them are blind
Someone sees it all
Tolerance of violence
By the fellows with no heads
Goodbye Mr. Ed

CHORUS (twice)
Some things are so big
They make no sense
Histories so small
People are so dense
Someone sees it all
Goodbye Mr. Ed

Never mind the Pistols
They laid the Golem eggs
Others came to hatch them
Outside the pale
Someone sees it all
Goodbye Mr. Ed