Lyrics

PLAY ME OUT – Lyrics

STRANGE RELIGION – Lyrics

INTO THE FRAY – Lyrics

Play Me Out

V1:
You left me standing in a stampede
odd hoof to the head
Breathing the steamy exhalations of the undead
Climbing a hill to sit by a fool that no one’ll touch
Human skin is dirty and it don’t wash

CHORUS:
This is where the road doth part
This is where I break your heart
This is where the violins start – play me out

V2:
You’re sayin the only thing likely to fix it now is 
elixirs from the rich men in the white coats 
with the sharp teeth … so the blood drips

I say I don’t think so, 
I don’t blink so 
Who do you think you are

Selling your wives, 
Sowing your strife 
Making your mischief
(Get outta the car)

CHORUS

V3:
You left me
2D Dreaming
While you were 3D scheming
Its 4am

I’m running all scenarios through my mind
When the phone rings
Its long lost you calling to blah, blah, blah me

Just so you know, I’m not going back
When the bell rings
get outta the car

CHORUS

Miss Morocco

Her talent was throwing the stars
And a body from Mars
preferred by men with cigars

Her talent was throwing the stars
And a body from Mars
preferred by men with cigars

She quit the pageant scene
For reasons sharp and clean
and cold in her pocket for luck

Set sail for American shores
where they wage the happiness wars
Got an agent and killed him
with a headshot 

CHORUS:
Ninja beauty, queen of knives
She has no fear, she walks at night
Just don’t cross her, you’ll be alright
 with Miss Morocco 

He put her up in a sweet hotel
So sweet you barely notice the smell
And he told her they were somewhere near to Hollywood

Trouble started with a knock on the door
Fragile pieces ended up on the floor,
of the suite, at the feet of Miss Morocco

CHORUS

Housekeeping fled with a scream
the sheets had been white (ish),
the last they had seen
But the curtain flew high and pristine
over the street below

Agent man,
well he hardly knew what
had hahaha-happened to him but it
was fair and he still got his cut
from Miss Morocco

CHORUS

Burn or Drown

Answer yes or no, cats or dogs
Responses will be noted

The gospel’s gotten very tight
Can’t sleep at night
The seed inside’s exploded 

The ones & zeroes choose the heroes
drag the witches by the hind foot

A daily sacrifice is what’s required
to keep the mice in bullets
My car outside is loaded

My back’s to the wall
The jackals have pinned me down
And it’s up to a strange religion
whether I’ll burn or drown

My trusty underdog,
well he’s the overcat now
and heads are gonna roll
cuz he wants blood, blood, blood

And everybody works for him
on mind patrol
with choppers & loppers,
chopping & lopping
And new heads keep popping up

Meet me out back,
bring a match
Get ready to drive, drive, drive

I’m breaking a spell
I’m waking from hell
Get ready to drive, drive, drive …

My car outside is loaded.

She Told Someone

You thought it’d be
a secret she would keep
but she told someone today

You walked away, no look back
and you forgot her name
well she told someone today

He said they’ll never believe her
 He said they’ll say that she lied

She says, worth it
just to see that look in his eye

And now it’s you,
 falling all the way through
Cuz she told someone today

You held her down,
your friends laughing all around
well she told someone,
told someone, told someone
she told someone today.

Rodeo

Rodeo, don’t let go
It’s the ride of your life, Rodeo

I used to ride out in open spaces
Down a ditchbank goin’ no particular place
Now people get paid to put me through my paces
And these cowboys are up in my face. Rodeo …

Wild West was won
The heroes were loudly sung
Yeah, they’ve got their lore
But I know the real story
I find myself in enemy territory…
Custer saddled up his shooting star, he went too far
Fell back to earth, right to the liquid core
and found he’d no place to stand. Rodeo …

Turning, twisting, try and unseat me
I stick like a burr, there’s no way to beat me
I was raised on the smell of sweat and leather
And I’m here for the rodeo….

©1996, Kristy Hinds

Under Control

The hole’s getting smaller, soon I won’t fit through at all
Shadows grow taller like they do every fall
They say time is running, gonna run out one day
Well, hey, let me get the door and send him on his way

The shorter the days the fewer the rules
There’s nobody here I care to fool
I won’t waste your time, I won’t play that role
Pretending like everything’s under control

I’ve got my heroes, I’ve got my dreams
I’ve got my old clothes and I’m busting out the seams
My plans are half-baked, I’ve done some raw dealing
Most things I do I fake cuz I am the real thing

My life is loosely based on a rough sketch that’s been partly erased
And my tracks are easy to trace
signs of panic and wreckage all over the place

The shorter the days the fewer the rules
There’s nobody here I care to fool
I won’t waste your time, I won’t play that role
Acting like everything’s under control

For no other reason
than we’re alive and we’re alone here tonight
Show me the man behind the lines
We’ve got fragile egos and reputations at stake
You show me yours, I’ll show you mine

©1995, Kristy Hinds

Back Into the Fray

Sometimes wonder why I simmer and seethe
Gasping for air while others breathe
Maybe I’m just a fish out of water
Maybe just another lamb lining up for the slaughter
I remember being handed a prescription to follow
But the pill was too bitter, I could not swallow

Nights and days, I watch them spin away
Then get back into the fray

This is a business world, there’s alot to be done
You gotta get out there, show yourself, look like your having fun
I was never one to get into the game
I was always just outside watching the others play
There’s a school of thought
says you should earn and spend
It’s just not one I care to attend

Nights and days, I watch them spin away
Then get back into the fray

Here’s a chord
for all the feelings words are helpless to describe
A chord for all the feelings locked inside my heart tonight

Tax me, ticket me, turn off my lights
Charge me eighteen dollars an oversight
I try to talk to the stone drone behind the counter
But she don’t care,
her worth’s being measured by the hour
Systems designed to keep me down
Guess they think I’m gonna come around

Nights and days, I watch them spin away
Then get back into the fray

©1995, Kristy Hinds

100% Humidity

In a hundred percent humidity
I can let the feeling flow
Shiver in your skin with you and let the rest of it go
Moving up on the world out in the weather
Tasting the pain, savor the pleasure

You take me in tonite
You baby, take me in tonite

When I’m saturated, starved, out in the weather
Escaping into the moment, seeking the pleasure
Your eyes, they are so green
The tension sets me free
My heart beats, effortlessly

©1994 Kristy Hinds

Castle in the Air

Once every blue moon, a vision will loom
And what was real before isn’t real anymore

Confusional mist won’t always persist
And what could transpire fires my heart, oh…

Sometimes late at night, constellations bright
Soaring through my dreams I become aware
The world isn’t what it seems
It’s just a castle in the air

It all slips by so fast, and so much has past
And nothing will last, but I’ve been busy…

Spinning a web, but I spun it too tight
Now it feels like it might suffocate me, oh…

Sometimes late at night, constellations bright
Soaring through my dreams I become aware
The world isn’t what it seems
It’s just a castle in the air

©1995 Kristy Hinds

Images in a Box

Images in a Box
Flashing before me
I think somebody in that box
Wants to control me
Wants to suck me in

Part of me just wants to get it while I can
And leave the rest to ruin
They teach me well
And it’s what everybody else is doin’

But I don’t really want whatever it is
The current market value of a soul can bring
I don’t want to live my life
Afraid to open up and sing

I live in a zombie population high on caffeine,
Harding, techno-ween and the latest polls
We walk the walk, we talk the talk, we swallow it whole
And if you should forget your purpose here
Not much of a chance, but if it happens that you stray
Just tune your TV in to CNN or watch OJ

Images in a Box
Flashing before me
I think somebody in that box
Wants to control me
Wants to suck me in

Down where the breeze is in from other places
If you want me, that’s where I’ll be…

Images in a Box
Flashing before me
I think somebody in that box
Wants to control me
Wants to suck me in

Every time I open up a magazine, it’s the same thing
It’s the message that cannot be missed
They say, walk this way, hey talk this way
Say, hey, you should look like her, you should buy this

Well I don’t really need another smack in the brain
With your slick corporate ad campaign
I don’t need an image

I imagine lots of stuff for free
And I don’t really know whatever it is
The current market value of a soul is worth
But what I do know might just scare you
There’s a corporate plan to rule the earth

©1995 Kristy Hinds

Love Like You’ve Never

Affection and fear
That’s what I’m finding here
Slipping in and out of your arms
Ambivalence, and all that desire
As I fight the way I’m drawn by your charms

We knew it wouldn’t exist
Even as you resist
Even if I insist, persist and persuade
and changes were made
Wouldn’t it just be a trade?
Even if you were free and lwaiting for me,
would we still agree?
That’s why I’m afraid, cuz I still want you to touch me
and maybe love like you’ve never
But I must let the feelin’ die, the days slip by,
the sparks just fly

Secret despair
The longer I’m livin’ there
Banished to the fringe of your life
Ambivalence, desire, but I freeze by this fire
Nothing more than ashes will survive

We knew it wouldn’t exist
Even as I’m insisting
You just like to resist
and let me persuade and it’d just be a trade
Still I want you to know that I’d never let go if I thought it could be
Remembering you kissed me
I still want you to touch me
and maybe love like you’ve never
Don’t let the feelin’ die
The days slip by
The sparks just fly
The nights I cry

©1994 Kristy Hinds

The Other Side

Moonlit ministrations couldn’t make it so
Peace negotiation became impossible
I pushed, I teased…do anything to please
I pushed, I shoved…do anything for your love
but soon I would be…

Over my head, out of my mind, up to my neck
Missing your skin…or something close to mine
Run out of reasons to survive and go on
I wonder why I didn’t see it sooner
Love from the other side

The other side of lonely
Feeling so remote
The other side of waiting with my heart in my throat
For that phone call you’d probably never make
and that was all, all it used to take
for you to send me…

Over my head, out of my mind, up to my neck
Missing your skin…or something close to mine
Run out of reasons to survive and go on
I wonder why I didn’t see it sooner
Love from the other side

Said I loved you, you said lust
Love complicates the two of us

Hanging on your every word
As we drove to Santa Fe
But I was such a fool because it’s what you didn’t say
I wept, I cried precious tears until
I realized they’re simply much to sweet to spill
No need to be in…

Over my head, out of my mind, up to my neck
Missing your skin…or something close to mine
Run out of reasons to survive and go on
I wonder why I didn’t see it sooner
Love from the other side

©1995 Kristy Hinds

Shoot the Moon

Strange, to come across your name
On a dirty yellow page,
I found it in my grandmother’s house
You were only 22 when that page was printed new
I imagine you had a headstrong attitude
It was Mountain States telephone then
Annoyance calls page ten
Covering all of Bernalillo County

Shoot the Moon, way up high
Shoot the Moon, some things you just gotta try

Apollo missions planned ‘cuz they got to feel the sand
of the moon beneath their feet
Did you watch in black and white, that spectacle of flight?
Did you feel the rocket’s red heat?
That’s when you were bold,
mysteries to unfold, history to be told
And you were still listed

Shoot the Moon, way up high
Shoot the Moon, some things you just gotta try
Like you and I, but we fell through the sky

Strange, to be looking up your name on a dirty yellow page
In a house all filled with sand
Now, they got a Mars mission planned
And they think they’re gonna land by 2002,
I hope they do it baby
If there would have been time for us to spend tell me
Would you have spent it, spent it all?

Shoot the Moon, way up high
Shoot the Moon, some things you just gotta try

©1995 Kristy Hinds

Eagerly

You and me escaped on
An ocean breeze baby
I’m drowsing at your side
Sky casts her approving eye, sweet conspiracy
Land as it stands is far behind
Drifting in my arms, nothing to remind
No jursidiction darlin’,
Just lots of open sea

You know it’s eagerly I’m givin’ it over
All command
To the touch of your hand
To that wonderful landscape in my head where I live
And it’s eagerly I’m givin’ in to this fantasy
Where you belong to me
Eagerly

Partners in crime
I’m stealin’ things you never meant to give
And your slippin’ out of reach, to your secluded beach
My lonely fugitive
Lookin’ back at me from your retreat
Aren’t you exiled anywhere you flee?
Aren’t you comin’ back to abandon me?

You know it’s eagerly I’m givin’ it over
All command
To the touch of your hand
To that wonderful landscape in my head where I live
And it’s eagerly I’m givin’ in to this fantasy
Where you belong to me

We rush to capture love with both our fists
But open up your hand, you know I think we missed

Me and you, such a lonely ocean blue
I’m drowning at your side
Sky casts her uncaring eye
There’s no one left to fool
Land stands just like it always stood
No closer, guess I pursued too eagerly

©1995, Kristy Hinds

Passionate Plea

Baby, I saw you yesterday
And we both looked away
Is that how it will be
Our love, would have no time or place
Would fill no empty space
Yes I said I agreed
But last night sleeping with my arrogance
I woke from loneliness
Now I’m dropping all pretense
Can’t you feel this passionate plea?

Passion, Passion, Passion, Passion
Passion, Passion, Passion, Passion

Baby, we’ve talked about it many times
Talked around in many rhymes
I think you know what I mean
Language, we been usin’ -full of lies
We been usin’ to disguise
How we really feel
Now I’m not sure I have the words for this
It has to do with bliss
I know its you I miss
Can’t you feel this passionate plea?

Passion, Passion, Passion, Passion
Passion, Passion, Passion, Passion

Now here we are
Morning comes rushing
I hope to find you where I’m hoping you’ll still care
Bursting, Feeling baby
Don’t you turn away while my heart is breaking

Lovers, slip thru my fingers, but nobody lingers
Quite the way you do, can’t you feel this

Passion, Passion, Passion, Passion
Passion, Passion, Passion, Passion

©1994 Kristy Hinds