..... THE CURE LYRICS - TITLES STARTING WITH NUMBERS .....

||||| 10:15 Saturday Night |||||

10:15 saturday night
and the tap drips
under the strip light
and i'm sitting
in the kitchen sink
and the tap drips
drip drip drip drip drip drip drip...

waiting For the telephone to ring
and i'm wondering
where she's been
and i'm crying for yesterday
and the tap drips Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip...

it's always the same...

||||| The 13th |||||

"everyone feels good in the room" she swings
"two chord cool in the head" she sings
"a-buzz a-buzz a-buzzing like them killer bees..."
tell me this is not for real
please tell me this is not for real...

from time to time her eyes get wide
and she's always got them stuck on me
i'm surprised at how hot honey-coloured and hungry she looks
and i have to turn away to keep from bursting
yeah i feel that good!

she slips from the stage
a foot no more
but it seems to take an hour for her to reach the floor
and the two chord cool still grooves
as she slides towards me smooth as a snake
i can't swallow i just start to shake
and i just know this is a big mistake
yeah but it feels good!

do it to me! do it to me!
do it to me! do it to me!
do it to me! do it to me! do it to me!

"if you want i can take you on another kind of ride..."
"believe me i would but..."
deep inside the 'but' is 'please'
i am yearning for another taste
and my shaking is 'yes'

"you will be all the things in the world you've never been
see all the things in the world you've never seen
dream all the things in the world you've never dreamed..."
but i think i get a bit confused...
am i seducing or being seduced?

oh i know that tomorrow i'll feel bad
but i really couldn't care about that
she's grinning singing spinning me round and round
smiling as i start to fall
her face gets big her face gets small
it's like tonight i'm really not me at all
and it feels good!

do it to me! do it to me!
do it to me! do it to me!
do it to me! do it to me! do it to me!

it feels good!

||||| 2 Late |||||

so i'll wait for you
where i always wait
behind the signs that sell the news
i'll watch for you like yesterday
and hope for you
one day that once
spent out on me
and up 'til late
i search for you
your hat pushed straight
away from me
your measured step
heads up you win
always too late

if i could just once catch your eye
invisible against the words
That hold you down in solitude
and never let you go
the way that every time
my eyes just close
like lids of wooden men in file
i put you under rainy day
your hat's all off
and i'm gone away...

||||| 39 |||||

so the fire is almost out
and there's nothing left to burn
i've run right out of thoughts
and i've run right out of words
as i used them up, i used them up...

yeah the fire is almost cold
and there's nothing left to burn
i've run right out of feeling
and i've run right out of world
and everything i promised, and everything i tried
yeah everything i ever did
i used to feed the fire

i used to feed the fire
i used to feed the fire
i used to feed the fire
but the fire is almost out is almost out...
and there's nothing left to burn
no there's nothing left to burn
not even this...

and the fire is almost dead
and there's nothing left to burn
i've finished everything...
and all the things i promised, and all the things i tried
yeah all the things i ever dreamed
i used to feed the fire

i used to feed the fire
i used to feed the fire
i used to feed the fire
but the fire is almost out...

half my life i've been here
half my life in flames
using all i ever had to keep the fire ablaze
to keep the fire ablaze
to keep the fire ablaze
to keep the fire ablaze...
but there's nothing left to burn
no there's nothing left to burn
and the fire is almost out
there fire is almost out
almost out, almost out, almost out, almost out...
and there's nothing left to burn

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