lyrics

all songs written by Michael Van London

 

songs from ROSES

racoon eye

this is a blowout  and your the cause of it. there's a patch of dirt on the back of my neck,  from layin down too much and feelin bad. Oh daddy, I'm feelin bad, oh daddy, I'm feelin. so-so-so bad.  there's a racoon eye on the top of my eye, there's a lonliness, on the top of my chest, there's a patch of dirt on the back of my neck from layin down too much and feelin bad, oh daddy im feelin bad.  my guitar is my homeboy, oh daddy, when i'm feelin bad, my guitar is my homeboy, la la la la oh daddy, when i'm feelin. . . so-so-so bad.

 

get salty

isn't it time to get risky? isn't it time to get risky baby? isn't it time to get salty? isn't it time to get salty baby? baby. maybe. when. u love me. something real big. keeps happenin.  isn't it time to rock the cradle? live alittle longer, act out, or stay home? isn't it time to look at your art? isn't it time to look at my art? isn't it time to get salty? isn't it time to get salty baby? baby. maybe. when. you love me. something real big. keeps happenin. baby. i said maybe. when. you love me. something big keeps happening. . . it's happen. you and me. we're happenin. in this place. isn't it time to look at your art? isn't it time to look at my art? isn't time to get salty baby?

 

lemon

i was so young, i was so dumb, i was so known but i was alone. i had a lemon, stuck in my mouth crazy as fuck about the fruit of the south. but you pulled it out, you pulled it out, you. . pulled it out. but i. was the one. i was the one. i was so young, i was so numb, i was in love, i was alone. i had a lemon stuck in my mouth crazy as fuck about the fruit of the south, child. you pulled it out. and i was the one. i was the one. i was the one. i was so dumb, i was so young, i'll have you know i had a lemon stuck in my mouth.

 

10 x 10

everyone gets summer sun. there's nothing i can do to change the view.  there's nothin i can do to change your pretty face. your baby daddy got a pretty face. ten by ten and one by one. into the heart and hooked on drugs. ten by ten and E times X you got whipsmart girls jeans, sex, and cigarettes.  everyone gets summer sun. there's nothin i can do to make the news. there's nothin i can do to change your pretty face. your baby daddy got a shallow grave. ten by ten and one by one. into the heart and hooked on drugs. ten by ten and E times X you got whipsmart men jeans. sex. . . s. e. x.

 

for you to discover

you've stolen my heart. now i suffer with an idle mouth. you've stolen my toungue. now i suffer with an idle mouth. my eyes, won't fade, when i'm drifting in and out like i do. cos i was born near the equator, i'am not your version to savor, i'am not some cool thing, for you to discover. Oh judas my heart. how it suffers with and idle mouth. my eyes won't fade, when im drifting. cos i was born near the equator, i'am not your version to savor, iam not another cool thing, for you to discover.  cos i slide like snake when i'm down in the heat, i fly like an eagle when im down on my knees, i flow like a child when i'm rockin this beat, and i wanna leave you but i stay in my seat because i was born. near the equator, iam not alittle version to savor, iam not another cool thing. for you to discover.  cos i slide like a snake. i fly like a birdie. i flow like a. and i wanna leave you but i stay in my seat.

 

UNRELEASED SONGS

drive all night

i...wanna drive all night. i...want another chance to make this right.cos everytime i look into your eyes, i get caught from way inside. i...wanna burn into the dawn. facing west on rue de temple. but everytime i look into your eyes, i get caught from way inside.now, i think im in love and i wanna drive all night.

pomomoho

pomomoho, with a slight of fear. i'm not even taking drugs. im just fucking everything that walks in like a panther. sleepwalker, i'm a dreamcatcher, you found me in the raw. pomomoho, i'd love to see you smile.

i don't wanna be known

and you take it from me. just like the last song, i ever write. and then suddenly, my penmanship changes. and the woman in front of me moves forward with grace. and if you ever get my name right. will you ever see me in a decent band? where they leave me alone. cos i don't wanna be known. it's just me my red disc walkman, the buses, flagpoles and raincoats. it makes me laugh, cos i see things outta the corners of my eyes. and sunshine when i die. and raindrops splatter along the sides of my face and then nothing rhymes. and no one judges me on the color of my mistakes, my coughing fits, my bad habits, or my idependent homemade love tapes. they leave me alone, cos i don't wanna be known, yeah they leave me alone, cos i don't wanna be known.

maybe you're right

i don't need some asshole to tell me which plane to take, which route to make which fool to shake hands with to be my buddy. i don't need some asshole to tell me which plane to take, which route to make which fool to shake hands with to be my buddy. I don't need them to tell me. grow ferns in the south cos your lonely, move to the west buy a car an apartment, a dog, call my friends get a big phone bill, join a bowling league, be another..now you told me to shake my head at survival techniques and laugh in the face of my wildest dreams and count on nothing, coveying nothing. I guess the further you drive out, the further you scream oh, maybe your right.

 

your little beast

i never wanted anything like this . when you want me turn my head through the door. i dont know your name or your game. all i know is what i got and what i got is a valentine a valentine a valentine and a bag of chips as i watch you pitch a fit. and your little beast fallin down on his knees, your little beast, fallin down on his knees, your little beast, something your back in, you know were both back in your bound now to know what i got, and i got alot. i never wanted anything like this. when you told me when you walked through the door. but now i know the name of your game and the title of your kiss, i know what i got and i know i got alot. and i found me valentine and i washed it. your little beast, fallin down to his knees, your little beast, fallin down on his knees, your little beast, jumpin around on the table cloth baby makin alot of the noises you fakin washin it down on the mantel pretend to be really mellow, i know what you rhyme about i know what i got to be, i know what you rhyme about i know what i got to be, i know what you got, you got alot, you got a hold on me, i know what you got, you got alot, you got a hold on me, and your little beast, fallin down on his knees.

geek

your on a date. with another guy. it's gettin late. i watch the cars go by. i look for red barchettas and a pick up truck, old corvettes with broken hubs, little deuce coupe you got me all worked up, when all i wanna do is go to the beach. this is when i feel like a geek

SONGS FROM JE SUIS

all i ever needed was a rhyme

all i ever needed was a rhyme, all you ever gave me was not mine, early in the morning, break of day, my sweet baby baby has gone away. i said,why? why try? i said, why? why try? cos i live like a king but i'm always wrong, and nothin ever sticks to a dirty wall, and all i ever needed you denied, and i all i ever wanted was a rhyme.

jack

jack was ripped and sizzlin lean, and i was livin in a teenage dream, you and me we got places to go, lets lay down on the bedroom floor, where i do a uh, uh, uh,uh,uh and you did a oh, la, la, la, la, la, la, and when we woke, we watched the news and fed the birds on your sunroof. when all the birds were in your eyes, when all the birds were in your eyes, when all the birds were reflecting, tom wolfe, emily dickenson, robert burns, and jim morrison, and jack who was ripped and sizzlin lean and i was livin like a disco queen, and you and me we got places to go, so lets lay down on the bedroom floor where i do a uh, uh, uh and you did a oh, la, la, la and when we woke we watched the news and fed the birds from your sunroof, cos if this is love we got a problem, if this is love, we got a problem, when all the birds were in your eyes, when all the birds were in your eyes, when all the birds, were reflecting, in your eyes.

one little comeback

well time has changed and your gettin older the things you've said couldn't get any bolder than the brightest banner, thats finally waving and i can't sit and go on waitin around for you. back , back when you had all the change in your hands and that one, little comeback. it'll all come back to you. you raised your fist and got so much stronger and i came outta this with anything longer than a kiss from you baby it was something sleazy but i came outta this and im not waiting around for you. back, way, way, back when the change was in your hand, and that one, little comeback, one little comeback, it'll all come back to you, it'll all come back to you.

para evitar un accidente

i don't wanna have sex no more. it's getting boring and i'm getting old. the pretty little lines that i used to throw, are getting used by so and so, uh oh.  and then i turned into a big bad ass american and i bought some guns to kill you. para evitar un accidente. i dont wanna have sex no more, its getting late and i'm getting cold, i don't know what you might know, but i won't last if you get me to go, uh oh.

sex themes

steed of the earth, my most wanted thing you're coming true. you my baby you've got everything, but i've got something you can't ignore. why, am i, always so, so, blind, and not treated? the way a dirty dog likes to be treated, defeated. over rated sex themes always conquer with time, like the night that i was suffering and i was in need of the domination, with no intension, of hyper tension, through words, no exaggeration of you that needs to look ugly. baby, all your loses were just moves. baby, all your loses were just moves. and baby, all your loses were just moves.

 

SONGS FROM

FORTUNES OF MISFORTUNES

feel my leg

valley dolls on the kitchen table, a jukebox playin Sonic Youth, god, i wish that i had special powers, so that i could see if you were gonna make a move. are you ever gonna feel my leg? are you ever gonna look my leg? come on think big my lavender lover, pump up the jam cos it's time to cut loose, because my intentions are under the cover, and my little heart can't make an excuse. are you ever gonna feel my leg? are you ever gonna look my way?

dogdays

i got a dog, that's a 103, i got a love that'll never be free, i got a wave, that goes under the sea, it goes up out and under comme un ban du soliel. i got way that is special to me, i got a cough, why dont you comfort me, i got webs for fingers, a brown Boston rose, and an eye in the back of my head to keep score. i got a mouth that is filled with jive, i got cold blooded phonies on the telephone line, the same way you and i used to be, when we, would talk, about love. cos love is a movie of complex scenes, where you grasp for the meaning when the star hits the screen, the silver screen, and you scream out loud, and you jump in your seats. i think my dog, days, are comin, comin around to me.

the pianist

this is the one i wrote, about what it must be like, to play piano for you, on a saturday night. i would writh in it, like Beehtovan might, i would ride my way through it, like Carol King might. this is the one i wrote about what it must be like to play piano for you, on a saturday night. bleed the E kiss me passionatly, im makin love at the tale end of the scale. bleed the E kiss me passionatly, makin love at the tale end of the scale. this is the one i wrote, about what it must be like, to play piano for you, on a saturday night, what it must be like, to look into your eyes and see myself with fame till iam paralyzed, what it must be like, to go to bed with you, and wisper sweet nothings, like where were goin in june.

i got a rose

i might as well die on the side of the road in a full metal jacket in a meat rack line, for me to get some of that useless attention that is driving me to sleep at night. come on baby who's it gonna be, call in now and get with me, i got a metal heart of propriety, i got a catalog of casualties, i got a rose here in my hand, i got a rose, here, in my hand, i got a rose right here in my hand. come on baby, who's it gonna be? the sweet pop tart or me the birds and the bees? i got a catalog of casualties i got a bitch inside, and i, got a rose, here in my hand.

tough shit

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20, a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y and z and I can't write a song, for you. so i i'm gonna lie, my best tonight. cos u would die if you knew what i did in my bed at night, and you would die if you knew what i thought of when i closed my eyes. and you , you would cry if you were in the crowd, hearin this one tonight. cos maybe i wasent bad enough for you. maybe i didn't say the right things, maybe i didn't look a certain way. if thats the case. then tough shit cos im in love with you anyway.

hot matter

why don't you. walk downstairs. with me. and hold my hand. when we're on. the train together, i just want to be with you. and i look out the window and its beautiful outside today and maybe i was down alittle but now i don't know what to say.  where are u now. oh no no no. i'm goin down, the first bound track, took a train. to your house. walked upstairs. knocked on the door. saw you there. and i lost my all. and i found us in this hot matter that we're in. cos its gettin hot, gettin hot, so i walked on the sand. come down by the pool its the place to go when your cool, everybody hangs out there. but if you dont, then i guess that i wont, but i want to see you. this hot matter that we're in, its takin me down, its takin me in. this hot matter that we in, its suckin me down and now i dont know where to begin.

los angeles on sunday

see the birds flyin through the sky? projecting softer than my hand on the door. lets go away to a different place. no one can touch out when we're singing debaser.  see the birds flyin through the sky? projecting visons that go off like a gun. don't have to read your mind cos i know that you wanna. run away to a different place. where no one can touch us when we're singing debaser. lets go away to a beautiful place. lets run away to a beautiful place.

fox a la vogue

everything about you makes moody. everything  about you it aint mild. and the way your hair moves in the movies. everything about you drives me wild. cos your a fox a la vogue. everything about you makes me moody. everything about you drives me wild. and if you wanna know what the truth be. everything about you drives me wild. cos your a fox a la vogue.

stiches are a bitch

i met my baby at the love letter market, he had short black hair and a habit for barking, shoot it in the goal, and back it up to the back, back it up to the back, back it up to the back. there's somethin in your kiss, it's a bitch, and it goes straight to my britches. dream a little dream, skatin down the side of a sunbeam. cos im only 17 at heart. im only 17. 5 times 3 equals 15, and im thinkin of you in a parkin lot and im doubled up in somethin from the hottest thought and the stitches in my britches are for your sexy sexy sexy images. my sweet pet lion is just a calico cat, you can catch him in the liner of a butterfly net. if u want a lapdog or a cheeky daft chap we can back it up to the back.