Phish - Fuego Lyrics
Fuego
I'm a sailor's girl, the best is yet to come
Rolling in my Fuego, I do my own stunts
I see guilty people, angels blowing horns
Some days it's just not worth gnawing through the straps
Freak out and throw stuff, World's Greatest Dad
Read a little book about Vlad the Impaler
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
I asked Diego if it was stolen
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Diego, Diego, Diego
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Line
Dry mouth, push it out, I can hear my heart pound, a hero's what I'm not
Voices scream, flashes flare, frozen as the people stare, my crucifixion shot
Friends were electric on the western side while triangles were shifting on the floor
Squeezing out the breath that I don't have, they're quiet now, they only want to more
And you step to the line
And you step to the line
Every shot I've taken has led me to this moment since I was four feet high
Big D is watching, I remember what he taught me, don't let him see you cry
And you step to the line
And you step to the line
Try to see your future from the line
And you're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
Try to see your future from the line
And you're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
Dry mouth, push it out, I can hear my heart pound, a hero's what I'm not
Voices scream, flashes flare, frozen as the people stare, my crucifiction shot
And you step to the line
And you step to the line
You try to see your future from the line
Clinging to the notion you'll be fine
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
You try to see your future from the line
And you're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
You try to see your future from the line
You're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
You try to see your future from the line
Clinging to the notion you'll be fine
But the circle's getting smaller...
Writer: ERNEST ANASTASIO, JONATHAN FISHMAN, MICHAEL GORDON, PAGE MCCONNELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Devotion To A Dream
No more promises that no one could keep
No more lies to keep us from sleep
No more phone calls when you don't say what you mean
I've got faith in a fairytale, devotion to a dream
It's today the vows are broken
It's today the charade is over
It's today the curtain's coming down
Now the battle-lines are chosen
It's today my eyes are open
It's today the time to turn around
No more knowing glances or places we can hide
No more chances to keep this thing alive
The two of us together it wasn't in the grand scheme
All it was was a fairytale and devotion to a dream
Devotion to a dream
No more promises no more keeping score
No more wondering what I stay here for
We broke the awkward silence with polite and practiced lies
While images occupied our minds
An uneventful voyage that stranded us upstream
All it was was a fairytale and devotion to a dream
Devotion to a dream
Yesterday my path was chosen
Yesterday my smile was frozen
Yesterday my doors were closing down
Tomorrow I can cross the border
It's today a new world-order
Yesterday my will was broken down
I'll ignore where this is leading
Tomorrow glaciers are receding
Now I'm mending things I broke inside
I'm completing thoughts unspoken
Now I see that webs were woven
Now I keep the windows open wide
It's today...
Writer: ERNEST ANASTASIO, TOM MARSHALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, WHO IS SHE MUSIC INC.
Halfway To The Moon
I close my eyes as the curtain draws
Ear toward the tracks
And ever after the rhythm soars
Flyin' right past the facts
Hold the times that I brought to light
Keep the pattern till June
Make the other side right
Half the way to the Moon
Im old enough to repeat myself
Im not tryin' to defend
Holdin' onto the thoughts I have
Back to circles again
Holdin' back the emotion train
Headin' back to Duluth
All aboard for the tour
Ridin' next to the truth
I found a place that I cant explain
In my state of mind
I move myself as I search the stone
For any lines to unwind
I grabbed some change when I thought I could
Left my wallet behind
I did my best to refine
I put my shoes out to shine
A little star that reveals itself
Little matter of time
Holdin' on to the thoughts I have/wheel I know
Not the devil I'll find
Raise the bar and roofbeams high
Help me carry this tune
Make the other side right
Half the way to the moon
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Winterqueen
The winter queen looks up and sighs:
I wish that I controlled the skies
For up above is where to stand
To rule those who walk on the land
The summer queen flies by and sees
Her realm of butterflies and bees
And said, I wish I lived below
Instead I sail where breezes blow
And the rain came down
It tried to seep
Into the ground
But water deep
Pecked and poked
And sodden soil
Already soaked
Began to roil
The prince of silence walks below
Inside a cave of ice and snow
He says "I wonder why?" but words
Are locked in glaciers, never heard
The prince of music on guitar
Neglects to play a single bar
But music trapped inside his head
Resounds and fills the space instead
The winter queen looks up and sighs...
Writer: ERNEST ANASTASIO
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Sing Monica
You lift me up, you hired me
And light my day, you fired me
But then you stole the sun, delighted me
Now the day is gone, you knighted me
It's dawning on me how it starts
Your wisdom must be why it smarts
Some wholes sum as many parts
Sing sing Monica sing your song
It really didn't last too long
Sing sing Monica sing your song
Can you admit that you were wrong?
Go back home where you belong
Sing Monica, sing Monica
Sing Monica, sing Monica
You gave me one last taste, retreated me
Then cut me off at the knees, defeated me
From your ivory tower, inspired me
Then stole my manhood, desired me
It's setting in now how it ends
You may have one it all depends
Have-nots have as many friends
Sing sing Monica sing your song
It really didn't last too long
Sing sing Monica sing your song
Can you admit that you were wrong?
Go back home where you belong
You charged me up, excited me
Upended and re-righted me
You hooked me up, you wired me
But when my tread was worn, retired me
I'm saying all this stuff because
It's finally dawning on me how it was
Sing Monica, sing Monica
Sing Monica, sing Monica
Sing Monica, sing Monica
Writer: ERNEST ANASTASIO, TOM MARSHALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
555
They're tying a blindfold cross my eyes
I rest my face down
Skidding on switchbacks near the sides
Gonna try to bust out
Get up, jump out, don't wait, gotta get away
Hop off, roll down, spring up, live another day
Sprint on cobblestones past the tracks
They kept my money, and my water
Don't wanna run 'cuz I want it back
But I know I really ought to
If I don't break away clean
I might stray from the scene
Make an escape when it arrives:
The 555
They bought my soul for a pile of cash
Everybody else got paid out
They're closing in I gotta dash
I gotta find a way out
Hop off, roll down, spring up, live another day
Get up, jump out, don't wait
If I don't break away clean
I might stray from the scene
Make an escape when it arrives:
The 555
Writer: MIKE GORDON, SCOTT MURAWSKI
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, WHO IS SHE MUSIC INC.
Waiting All Night
Up all night and I'm waiting for you to come home
Waiting all night
Waiting all night
Mind is racing and I'm wondering what I did wrong
Waiting all night
Waiting all night
Where could you be
I'm so alone
Won't you please come home
Sun's coming up
and I'm rolling over
But I'm holding on
Waiting all night
And I said I'm sorry
Waiting all night
But you went so far away
Waiting all night
Don't know why you
Waiting all night
Left me this way
Waiting all night
Just sail on, sail on
Writer: ERNEST ANASTASIO, JONATHAN FISHMAN, MICHAEL GORDON, PAGE MCCONNELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Wombat
Had to have that
Had to have that
Your wombat
Had that
Had to have that
Had to have that
Your wombat
Had that
You gotta take it with you when you're going forward
If you're moving on you've got to leave it behind
(Know you've got to leave it behind)
You gotta take it with you when you're going forward
If you're moving on you've got to leave it behind
(Know you've got to leave it behind)
Your wombat
You had that
Your wombat
You had that
You gotta take it with you when you're going forward
If you're moving on you've got to leave it behind
(Know you've got to leave it behind)
It's kinda like the theme from the "Fish" TV show
You know - with Abe Vigoda
The "Fish" TV show
You know - with Abe Vigoda
You gotta take it with you when you're going forward
If you're moving on you've got to leave it behind
(Bring it forward or leave it behind)
Little red wagon took a big jump
(Cuddly but deadly)
That pup was caught in a centrifuge
(Herbivorous, crepuscular)
Never did tumble over the side of the hill
(Discovered by a man named Wilson)
Kept flying down to Baton Rouge
Spit out the seeds
Gnaw on the pulp
Suck on the juice
And simmer the rinds
(Herbivorous, crepuscular)
Look at everything
You had to have
Bring it forward
(Bring it forward or leave it behind)
Or leave it behind
Cuddly, but muscular
Herbivorous, crepuscular
Cuddly, but muscular
Herbivorous, crepuscular
Cuddly, but muscular
Herbivorous, crepuscular
Cuddly, but muscular
Herbivorous, crepuscular
Writer: ERNEST ANASTASIO, JONATHAN FISHMAN, MICHAEL GORDON, PAGE MCCONNELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, WHO IS SHE MUSIC INC.
Wingsuit
Steal away, let's steal a car
You'll never win a major only shooting par
Step outside, feel the sun
It's only you, be you, 'cause you're the only one
And it feels good 'cause it feels good
And it feels good
And it feels good 'cause it feels good
And it feels good
Nothing lasts, nothing stays
Caught in this procession of unchanging days
What's new is old, what's old is gone
You're pushed up to the edge, so put your wingsuit on
Put your wingsuit on
(And it feels good 'cause it feels good
And it feels good)
And gliding away, you fly where you choose
There's nothing to say and nothing to lose
Steal away, paint the sky
Put your wingsuit on, put your wingsuit on
Put your wingsuit on
And gliding away, you fly where you choose
There's nothing to say, and nothing to lose
Time to put your wingsuit on, time to put your wingsuit on
Writer: ERNEST ANASTASIO, JONATHAN FISHMAN, MICHAEL GORDON, PAGE MCCONNELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing