John Cale - Ocean Life Lyrics
The skys full of dirty, aching air, thats burning a greasy yellow and zoomingSlowly in on everyone, [untie] these fighting sunsets that will not be fulfilled.The noise on her eyes is still there, even when the retina yields in the strain ofThe dull, sacreligious commandment of an eye for an eye or a tooth for a truth.Even the ocean is ghettoized now, another dirty alleyway that leads nobody home.When youre so young and full of expectations, youre looking for that perfect waveAnd when youd like to ride them all/on. so I ask you from the bottom of my heart,Is that any way to treat your mother? red, red, red river, bloody ocean ofSorrowful memories carry me to the deep blue sea. I hear you. call me.Is it true that virtue fell by the wayside? not even a mark. and who will liftThe fog of bitterness, who [will sigh] the tide of regret? wholl avoid theUndertow of sentimental drift? who can live long on poetry and rats? I dont haveThe patience, but what does it cost on the open market? and who can afford that?I wanna be buried in the bottom of the ocean, like shelly winters in theNight of the hunter. my hair abillowing, being kissed by the fishes, sushiFor shabu. if fishes were wishes Id have you. Id have you. ahh, Ive never[felt one tremor] that is greed, envy, lust, gluttony, anger, pride.
