Pearl Jam

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"Once"

I admit it...what's to say...yeah...
I'll relive it...without pain...mmm...
Backstreet lover on the side of the road
I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode
I got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes, I play...
Once upon a time I could control myself
Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah...
Oh, try and mimic what's insane...ooh, yeah...
I am in it...where do I stand?
Oh, Indian summer and I hate the heat
I got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat
I got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet...I pray...
Once upon a time I could control myself
Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah, yeah...
You think I got my eyes closed
But I'm lookin' at you the whole fuckin' time...
Ooh, once upon a time I could control myself, yeah...
Once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Once, upon a time I could love myself, yeah...
Once upon a time I could love you, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Once [4x]
Yeah...once, once...yeah, yeah...
Yeah...yeah, yeah...yeah, yeah...oww...

"Not For You"

restless soul, enjoy your youth
like muhammad hits the truth
can't escape from the common rule
if you hate something, don't you do it too...too...
small my table, a sits just two
got so crowded, i can't make room
oh, where did they come from? stormed my room!
and you dare say it belongs to you...to you...
this is not for you
this is not for you
this is not for you
oh, not for you...ah, you...
...scream...my friends...don't call me...
...friends, no they don't scream...
...my friends don't call...my friends don't...
all that's sacred comes from youth
dedication, naive and true
with no power, nothing to do
i still remember, why don't you...don't you...
this is not for you
this is not for you
this is not for you
oh, never was for you...fuck you...
this is not for you...
oh, this is not for you...yeah, you...
this is not for you...
oh, not for you...
oh, you...

"Tremor Christ"

winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm...
wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore...
gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning in his wake...
daily taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance blamed fate...
little secrets, tremors...turned to quake...
the smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
ransom paid the devil...he whispers pleasing words...
triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first...
little secrets tremors...turned to quake...
the smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
i'll decide...take the dive...
take my time...not my life...
wait for signs...believe in lies...
to get by...it's divine...whoa...
oh, you know what it's like...
turns the bow back, tows and...drops the line...
puts his faith in love and tremor christ...

"Nothingman"

once divided...nothing left to subtract...
some words when spoken...can't be taken back...
walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking...
future's above...but in the past he's slow and sinking...
caught a bolt 'a lightnin'...cursed the day he let it go...
nothingman...
nothingman...
isn't it something?
nothingman...
she once believed...in every story he had to tell...
one day she stiffened...took the other side...
empty stares...from each corner of a shared prison cell...
one just escapes...one's left inside the well...
and he who forgets...will be destined to remember...
nothingman...
nothingman...
isn't it something?
nothingman...
oh, she don't want him...
oh, she won't feed him...after he's flown away...
oh, into the sun...ah, into the sun...
burn...burn...
nothingman...
nothingman...
isn't it something?
nothingman...
nothingman...
coulda' been something...
nothingman...
oh...ohh...ohh...

"Whipping"

don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head
don't need a raincoat, i'm already wet
don't need a bandage, there's too much...blood...
after a while, seems to roll right off...hmm...
whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
don't need a hand, there's always arms attached
oh, don't get behind, i can't fall back
why must we trust all these rusted rails?
they don't want no change we already have
they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
don't mean to push, but i'm being shoved!
ohh, i'm just like you, think we've had enough
i can't believe a thing they want us to...oh...
oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too...
oh, they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping...yeah...they're whipping...

"Pry, To"

p-r-i-v-a-c-y is priceless to me
p-r-i-v-a-c-y is priceless to me
p-r-i-v-a-c-y is priceless to me
p-r-i-v-a-c-y is priceless to me
p-r-i-v-a-c-y
p-r-i-v-a-c-y
p-r-i-v-a-c-y
p-r-i-v-a-c-y

"Corduroy"

The waiting drove me mad... you're finally here and I'm a mess
I take your entrance back... can't let you roam inside my head
I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
I would rather run but I can't walk...
Guess I'll lie alone just like before...
I'll take the varmint's path... oh, and I must refuse your test
A-push me and I will resist... this behavior's not unique
I don't want to hear from those who know...
They can buy, but can't put on my clothes...
I don't want to limp for them to walk...
Never would have known of me before...
I don't want to be held in your debt...
I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed...
I'm already cut up and half dead...
I'll end up alone like I began...
Everything has chains... absolutely nothing's changed
"Take my hand, not my picture," spilled my tincture
I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
All the things that others want for me...
Can't buy what I want because it's free...
Can't buy what I want because it's free...
Can't be what you want because I'm...
Why ain't it supposed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began...
It's your move now...
I thought you were a friend, but I guess I, I guess I hate you..

"Bugs"

all these...
i got bugs
i got bugs in my room
bugs in my bed
bugs in my ears
their eggs in my head
bugs in my pockets
bugs in my shoes
bugs in the way i feel about you
bugs on my window
trying to get in
they don't go nowhere
waiting, waiting...
bugs on my ceiling
crowded the floor
standing, sitting, kneeling...
a few block the door
and now the question's:
do i kill them?
become their friend?
do i eat them?
raw or well done?
do i trick them?
i don't think they're that dumb
do i join them?
looks like that's the one
i got bugs on my skin
tickle my nausea
i let it happen again
they're always takin' over
i see they surround me, i see...
see them deciding my fate
oh, that which was once...was once up to me...
now it's too late
i got bugs in my room...one on one
that's when i had a chance
i'll just stop now
i'll become naked
and with the...i'll become one

"Satan's Bed"

it's not all been said...been said and done...
i've never slept in satan's bed
although i must admit...still visits my place
uninvited, as you know, he don't wait
funny how he always seems to fit in
funny how i always want to give in
sundays, fridays, tuesdays, thursday, the same
sometimes the special guest, he don't like to leave
already...in love...
already...in love...
already...in love...
already...
who made, who made up, made up the myth
that we were born to be covered in bliss?
who set the standard, born to be rich?
such fine examples, skinny little bitch
model, role model, roll some models in blood
get some flesh to stick, so they look like us
i shit and i stink, i'm real, join the club
i'd stop and talk, but i'm already in love
already...in love...
already...in love...
already...in love...
already...
in love...ah ha ha ha...
ah torture...follows reward...
follows torture...follows reward...
oh, oh my butt...
never shook satan's hand, look see for yourself
you'd know it if i had, that shit don't come off
i'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both
jump off a cliff, don't need your help so back off
i'll never suck satan's dick...
again, you'd see it, you know, right round the lips
i'll wait for an angel, but i won't hold my breath
'magine they're busy, think i'm doing okay...
already...in love...
already...in love...
already...in love...
already...

"Better Man"

Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over...
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Ohh...

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know...
She tells herself, oh...
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along...
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Yeah...

She loved him, yeah... she don't want to leave this way
She feeds him, yeah... that's why she'll be back again

Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better... man...

"Aye Davanita"

awooh...aye davanita...awooh...awooha...
jahooh...jahooh...
awooh...aye davanita...awooh...awooha...

"Immortality"

vacate is the word...vengeance has no place on me or her
cannot find the comfort in this world
artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...
a truant finds home...and a wish to hold on...
but there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
as privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
swept out through the cracks beneath the door
holier than thou, how?
surrendered...executed anyhow
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
a truant finds home...and a wish to hold on too...
he saw the trapdoor in the sun...
immortality...
i cannot stop the thought...i'm running in the dark...
coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
and whiskers in the sink...
truants move on...cannot stay long
some die just to live...
ohh...

"Hey Foxymophandlemama, That's Me"

don't you want people to love you?
my spanking, that's the only thing i want so much...
spanking, that's the only thing i want so much...
that's the only thing i want so much...
don't you want people to love you?
my spanking, that's the only thing i want so much...
that's the only thing i want so much...
why is that better than being hugged?
why is that better than being hugged?
because you get closer to the person...
closer to the person...
why is that better than being hugged?
because you get closer to the person...
closer to the person...
just like a person having sex feels cared for...
we wanna be loved, so we have sex together...
and they feel loved about that...
and this is the way it makes me feel...loved...
i want it, i dream about it, i think about it, i want it...
just like a girl wants sex with a boy, you know?
it's the way i'll always be probably...
my last one was born in the system...
see, they're stupid, very stupid, those people over there...
they're stupid...
these people are so below mentality, honest to god, really...
you know what i mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
you know what i mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
this mentality, honest to god, really...
you know what i mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
honest to god, really...
you know what i mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
bug me...bug me...he got the nerve to bug me...
everything seems so eight ball...
everything seems so eight ball...
and i, i don't know if that's my imagination, but, umm...
hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...
and i don't know if that's my imagination, but, umm...
hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...
hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...
think they got me...
hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...hmm...
hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...
...know if that's my imagination, but, umm...
hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...
she prides herself on her cleaning habits...
she prides herself on her cleaning habits...
hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...
she prides herself on her cleaning habits...
she prides herself on her cleaning habits...
it's a lovely stupid mop, it is...
there's something really screwey about no streaking...
is it any old dumb mop? it streaks...
come on mop, no streaking mop...
i don't mind mop the floor, my mop streaks, i don't like it...
it's not me, it's the mop...
come, i bought some new mops...
go away you stupid, dumb old sponge mop...
i don't believe it...now the floor looks beautiful...
i don't believe it...now the floor looks beautiful...
i don't believe it...old sponge mop...
dumb old sponge mop...
dumb old sponge mop...
old sponge mop...
dumb old sponge mop...
you're right, this mop's stupid...
dumb old sponge mop...
i don't believe it...now the floor looks beautiful...
that's why they call me mophandlemama...
now the floor looks beautiful...
that's why they call me mophandlemama...
that's why they call me mophandlemama...
that's why they call me mophandlemama...
in two weeks, before she could see herself not dressed...
the twenty-third of may...you know she disturbed no one today...
the manager told her to completely forget...
if you ever go to bed, i'll kill you...
do i tell the whole world that i'm mentally ill?
go to the papers...yeah, why not?
drum roll...
i want to show them that i can walk on my own without hands of theirs...
and, i can still fantasize, but i keep it to myself...
keep it to myself...keep it to myself...
i think i deserve to be loved, don't you?
very much so...
think i deserve to be loved...
keep it to myself...keep it to myself...
i think i deserve to be loved, don't you?
...to be loved, don't you?
but i keep it to myself...
keep it to myself...keep it to myself...
i think i deserve to be loved, don't you?
and, i can still fantasize, but i keep it to myself...
keep it to myself...keep it to myself...
i think i deserve to be loved, don't you?
very much so...
do you ever think that you would actually, really kill yourself?
well, if i have thought about it real, uhh, real deep...
yes, i believe i would...
i have thought about it real, uhh, real deep...
yes, i believe i would...
and, i can still fantasize, but i keep it to myself...
keep it to myself...keep it to myself...
...that i can walk without hands of theirs...
and, i can still fantasize, but i keep it to myself...
keep it to myself...keep it to myself...
i think i deserve to be loved, don't you?
...that i can walk without hands of theirs...
and, i can still fantasize, but i keep it to myself...
keep it to myself...keep it to myself...
i think i deserve to be loved, don't you?
very much so...
do you ever think that you actually would kill yourself?
well, if i have thought about it real, uhh, real deep...
yes, i believe i would...

"Sometimes"

large fingers pushing paint
you're god and you've got big hands
the colors blend... the challenges you give man
seek my part... devote myself
my small self... like a book amongst the many on a shelf
sometimes i know, sometimes i rise
sometimes i fall, sometimes i don't
sometimes i cringe, sometimes i live
sometimes i walk, sometimes i kneel
sometimes i speak of nothing at all
sometimes i reach to myself, dear god

"Hail, Hail"

ah, is there room for both of us?
both of us apart?
are we bound out of obligation?
is that all we've got?
i get the words, and then i get to thinkin'
i don't wanna think, i wanna feel
and how do i feel?
and how do i...
if you're the only one, will i never be enough?
hail, hail the lucky ones, i refer to those in love
swore i'd love you till the day i die, and beyond..
are we going to the same place? if so, can i come?
it's egg rolling thick and heavy
all the past you carry
oh, i could be new... you underestimate me
if you're the only one, will i never be enough?
hail, hail the lucky ones, i refer to those in love
i sometimes realize i could only be as good as you'll let me
are you woman enough to be my man?
bandaged hand in hand
i find it on the run in a race that can't be won
all hail the lucky ones, i refer to those in love
if you're my only one, so could you only one?
i want to be your one, enough...
you won, your one, your hun

"Who You Are"

come to send, not condescend
transcendental consequence
is to transcend where we are
who are we? who we are
trampled moss on your souls
changes all you're a part
seen it all, not at all
can't defend fucked up man
take me a for a ride before we leave...
circumstance, clapping hands
driving winds, happenstance
off the track, in the mud
that's the moss in the aforementioned verse
just a little time, before we leave...
stop light plays its part
so i would say you've got a part
what's your part? who you are
you are who, who you are

"In My Tree"

up here in my tree, yeah
newspapers matter not to me, yeah
no more crowbars to my head, yeah
i'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah
wave to all my friends, yeah
they don't seem to notice me, no
all their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh
sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, (tem-pted)
up here so high i start to shake
up here so high the sky i scrape
i'm so high i hold just one breath here within my chest
just like innocence
(eddie's down in his home)
(oh, the blue sky it's his home)
(eddie's blue sky home)
(oh, the blue sky it's his home)
i remember when, yeah
i swore i knew everything, oh yeah
let's say knowledge is a tree, yeah
it's growing up just like me, yeah
i'm so light the wind he shakes
i'm so high the sky i scrape
i'm so light i hold just one breath and go back to my nest
sleep with innocence...
up here so high the boughs they break
up here so high the sky i scrape
had my eyes peeled both wide open, and i got a glimpse
of my innocence... got back my inner sense...
baby got it, still got it

"Smile"

don't it make you smile?
don't it make you smile?
when the sun don't shine? (shine at all)
don't it make you smile?
don't it make you smile?
don't it make me smile?
when the sun don't shine, it don't shine at all
don't it make me smile?
i miss you already... i miss you always
i miss you already... i miss you all day
this is how i feel...
i miss you already... i miss you always
three crooked hearts and swirls all around... i miss you all day

"Off He Goes"

1, 2, 1, 2...
know a man, his face seems pulled and tense
like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds
so i approach with tact
suggest that he should relax
but he's always moving much too fast
said he'll see me on the flipside
on this trip he's taken for a ride
he's been taking too much on
there he goes with his perfectly unkept clothes
there he goes...
he's yet to come back
but i've seen his picture
it doesn't look the same up on the rack
we go way back
i wonder about his insides
its like his thoughts are too big for his size
he's been taken... where, i don't know?
off he goes with his perfectly unkept hope
and there he goes...
and now i rub my eyes, for he has returned
seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned
for he still smiles...
and he's still strong
nothing's changed, but the surrounding bullshit that has grown
and now he's home
and we're laughing like we always did
my same old, same old friend
until a quarter-to-ten
i saw the strain creep in
he seems distracted and i know just what is gonna happen next
before his first step
he's off again

"Habit"

seen it happen to a couple of friends
seen it happen and the message it sends
taken up for what's an obvious fault
just to see what all the fuss is about
it's not your way...not your way
it's not your way
another habit says it's in love with you
another habit says its long overdue
another habit like an unwanted friend
i'm so happy with my righteous self
it's not your way...not your way
it's not your way
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
i never thought you, never thought you...
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
i never thought you, never never thought you..
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
speaking as a child of the nineties...
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
i never thought you, never thought you
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
never thought you'd... habit
i never thought you, never never thought you...
never... never me, never you... never me...

"Red Mosquito"

watched from the window, with a red mosquito
i was not allowed to leave the room
i saw the sun go down, and now it's coming up
somewhere in the time between
i was bitten, must have been the devil
he was just paying me...
a little visit, reminding me of his presence
letting me know, he's a-waiting... oh
red man's your neighbor, call it behavior
while you're climbing up slippery hills
two steps ahead of him, punctures in your neck
hovering just above your bed
hovering just above your bed
i was bitten, must have been the devil
he was just paying me...
a little visit, reminding me of his presence
and letting me know, he's a'waiting, he's a'waiting...
up there... yeah
if i had known then what i know now...
if i had known then what i know now...
if i had known then what i know now...
if i had known then what i know now...

"Lukin"

drive down the street can't find my keys to my own fucking home
i take a walk so i can curse my ass for being dumb
i make a right after the arches, stinking grease and bone
stop at the supermarket, people stare like i'm a dog
i'm goin' to lukin's...
i got a spot at lukin's...
i knock the door at lukin's...
open the fridge, now i know life is worth
i find the key, but i return to find an open door
some fucking freak who claims i fathered, by rape, her own son
i find my wife, i call the cops, this day's work's never done
the last i heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun

"Present Tense"

do you see the way that tree bends?
does it inspire?
leaning out to catch the sun's rays
a lesson to be applied
are you getting something out of this all encompassing trip?
you can spend your time alone, redigesting past regrets, oh
or you can come to terms and realize
you're the only one who can't forgive yourself, oh
makes much more sense to live in the present tense
have you ideas on how this life ends?
checked your hands and studied the lines
have you the belief that the road ahead ascends off into the light?
seems that needlessly it's getting harder
to find an approach and a way to live
are we getting something out of this all-encompassing trip?
you can spend your time alone redigesting past regrets, oh
or you can come to terms and realize
you're the only one who cannot forgive yourself, oh
makes much more sense to live in the present tense

"Mankind"

you'll be
going out with radio
going out with disco
going out like bacchanal
i'll be
going out with telephone
going out alone
to the radar zone
it's all just inadvertant imitation
and i don't mean mine
it's all across this nation
if it's just inadvertant simulation
a pattern in all mankind
what's got the whole world faking?
i'll be playing with my magazine
using up my listerine
like ovaltine
and you'll be
dipping in your battleship
for the latest tip
for the latest dream
it's all just inadvertant imitation
and i don't mean mine
it's all across this nation
if it's just inadvertant simulation
a pattern in all mankind
what's got the whole world faking?
if it's just inadvertant imitation
a pattern in all mankind
what's got the whole world faking?
what's got the whole world faking?
what's got the whole world faking?

"I'm Open"

a man lies in his bed in a room with no door
he waits hoping for a presence, something, anything to enter
after spending half his life searching, he still felt as blank
as the ceiling at which he's staring
he's alive, but feels absolutely nothing
so, is he?
when he was six he believed that the moon overhead followed him
by nine he had deciphered the illusion, trading magic for fact
no tradebacks...
so this is what it's like to be an adult
if he only knew now what he knew then...
i'm open
i'm open
come in
come in
come in
come in
i'm open
i'm open
come in
come in
come in
come in
lying sideways atop crumpled sheets and no covers
he decides to dream...
dream up a new self for himself

"Around The Bend"

i'm wishing you a-well
mind at peace within your cell
covers up, i cast you off
i'll be watching as you breathe
i lie still, you move
i send you off around the bend
i hold your head deep in my arms
my fingertips they close your eyes
off you dream, my little child
there's a sun around the bend (yes)
there's a sun around the bend
all the evenings close like this
all these moments that i've missed
please forgive me, won't you, dear?
please forgive and let me share...
with you around the bend
you're an angel when you sleep
how i want your soul to keep
on and on around the bend