Some b-sides and rarieties from That Petrol Emotion The Lyrics



KEEN (S. O'Néill)

You're not alone girl if you think that bridges can't be burned But why should you care when you faked all you ever learned And I never thought that you could be so mean It's sure a funny way to show me you're still keen Hung up on heartaches you've grown tired of feeding me kicks The pleasures of a lifestyle run on sex And its a shame the way you're seldom ever seen Well it's the kind of ploy thats made to keep me keen There must be some way to bring you back from the dead With subterfuge i'm buried up to my head Well I never thought that you could be so mean It's sure a funny way to show me you're still keen

A GREAT DEPRESSION ON A SLUM NIGHT (S. O'Néill)


ZIG ZAG WANDERER (Van Vliet)

Zig zag Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer You can huff You can puff Never know What I have found You can zig You can zag Whoa I'm gonna stay Gonna stay around Gonna stay around You can jump You can holler Never know What I have found Heaven's free 'Cept for a dollar You can zig You can zag Whoa I'm gonna stay Gonna stay around Gonna stay around Zig zag wanderer had a zigzag child Zig zag traveller's gonna stay real wild Found his Queen in a nature scene Twist his face where he's never been Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer You can dance You can prance Gotta freeze those timbers Looking for romance Hide my shield Throw away my lance Zig zag child Mercy mile Zig zag dreams Zig zag dreams

V2 (S. O`Néill)

I`ve got a june-bug crawlin` It dears to come It really dears to come She could say no No No Really tryin` tryin` to say no Yes some easy trouble It is a one way dream Maybe I Said no No No And I`ve need Plague for a partial Called Captain Fear to come As a rag-doll changed yours It doesn`t know Know Know

THE GONEST THING (S. O'Néill)


HAPPINESS DRIVES ME ROUND THE BEND (S. O'Néill)


THE DEADBEAT (R. O`Gormain / C. McLaughlin)

All this bump and grind can really rot your mind Temptation desire on a taut livewire Artificial stimuli And all the tricks on which you so rely Will tear you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will tear you up All the tricks that you love so well Will tear you up You think it's quite alright to use your force and might Ridiculous and vain on a strung out plain Obviously such a tiny brain Your thoughts and actions leave a Nasty stain It'll burn you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will burn you up All the tricks that you know so well Will burn you up All this guilt and shame won't leave you quite the same Obnoxious so bold I watch this scene unfold Though arrogance is your calling card Forever after you'll be on your guard It'll use you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will use you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will tear you up Will use you up Will tear you up Will eat you up

MINE (S. Mack / C. McLaughlin)

How does it fell when you pass me by Come it moves you hurry up to try It said a milk drop can`t you wait to wind Swing all you lovers get mine to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Eve tell me that you love me blind I think the radiators sure gone by You can tell me then say the problem is mine Now stop then to look behind Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine How does it fell when you sleep at night All in all it`s quite alright What on earth to do with your time It don`t bother me `cause now I`ve got mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Aaaah Aaaah Aah

JESUS SAYS (D. O'Néill)

Oh Jesus says I should`ve known He`s come to ease my death When he says I`ve gotta go I draw another breath Strong strong strong strong Getting closer And it`s gone gone gone gone Any longer And it`s so ooh Oooh Aaah Oooh Oh oh Jesus says I should`ve know He`s come to read your mind Took me to your paradise He`s come to read your mind Blah blah blah blah It`s getting closer It`s down down down down Any longer And it`s so ooh Oooh Aaah Oooh Oh oh Jesus says I should`ve know And save me I don`t wanna go Blah blah blah blah Getting closer It`s down down down down And it`s so ooh Oooh Aaah Oooh

NON-ALIGNMENT PACT (Herman / Krauss / Maimone / Ravenstine / Thomas)

I wanna make a deal with you girl And get it signed by the heads of state I wanna make a deal with you girl Be recognized round the world It's my non-alignment pact Non-alignment pact Sign it Non-alignment pact At night I can see the stars on fire I can see the world in flames And it's all because of you Or your thousand other names Peggy Carrie Ann And Betty Jean Jill Jan Joan And Sue Alice Cindy Barbara Ann It's all because of you It's all because of you girl It's all because of you It's all because of you girl Sign my nonalignment pact Non-alignment pact It's my Non-alignment pact

SOUL DEEP (S. O'Néill)


DANCE YOUR ASS OFF (H. Bohannon)

Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise You can dance You can dance You can dance all night You can dance You can dance You can dance all night And dance And dance And dance all night And dance And dance And dance all night Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise You can dance You can dance You can dance all night You can dance You can dance You can dance all night Aooh Hey hey hey hey... Alright alright alright Gonna party all night Alright alright alright We're gonna party all night Let's dance And dance And party all night Let's dance And dance And party all night Aooh We're gonna party all night Let's party all night So let's party all night Hey hey hey hey...

CHEMICRAZY (S. Mack / J. Marchini/ C. McLaughlin / R. O`Gormain / D.O'Neill)


PARTY GAMES (S. O'Néill)


GENIUS MOVE (C. McLaughlin)

Slaughterhouse number 5 Don't look at me with those empty eyes Anyway I don't care A shattered smile and a foolish stare Lovers can and lovers will Change a heart, take away the chill And even if I have regrets I know that I won't be upset Cos I've finally made my genius move It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me Slaughterhouse number 5 Don't look at me with those empty eyes Anyway I don't care A shattered smile and a foolish stare It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me

THINK OF A WOMAN (D. O'Néill)


HOT HEAD (Van Vliet)

She can burn you up in bed just like she said Cause she's a hot head, hot head, hot head She can boil a pot a' joe, she can start a pile a' dough She's a hot head, hot head, hot head She puts your head into the fire, makes your red-hot perspire She's a hot head, hot head, hot head She was burned before she was born, burnin up a storm She's a hot head, hot head, hot head Lick out like a flame, and burn you to a shame bite a burnin flame Switch that burning wig she's a red hot head She's a hobo wire-toaster She's a circle on a spit She's a hot head, a hot head She can stick you to a wheel Baste you to a fire And spin you round and round Boil she takes you down (Fire, fire, fire, fire!) She's a hot head, hot head, hot head She can burn you up in bed, just like she said, She's a hot head, hot head, hot head She puts your head into the fire, makes your red-hot perspire She's a hot head, hot head, hot head Hot hot Hot head

FAT MOUTH CREED (R. O`Gormain)

I wasn't hoping for a guide Or your sycophantic point of view I thought i'd lost you on the slide Your malice sticking like a pot of glue How will you pay for all the times you said Eat your heart out Here's a plastic tray Fire and brimstone all hell's ablaze Take your trip now it's all the rage Join the fat mouth creed Clap your hands stamp your feet Curse the poor and the weak Celebrate your sick greed How will you pay for all the times you said Eat your heart out Here's a plastic tray Fire and brimstone all hell's ablaze Take your trip now it's all the rage Join the fat mouth creed Clap your hands stamp your feet Curse the poor and the weak Celebrate your sick greed

JEWEL (R. O'Gormann / D. O'Neill / C. McLaughlin)

Beyond the debris of life's futile complications You'll find a jewel and your feet won't touch the ground you'll feel aglow Each waking hour though your thoughts may seem so sour Keep chasing rainbows make no plans except for living you'll feel aglow Anytime's the right time to follow ideals with conviction Just heed your instincts beware of stupid contradictions you'll feel aglow Mad prophet screams beneath the tang and chill Jewel touchstone jewel Just take your hopes and keep some dreams intact There's always sometimes when it's hard to cope but Down's not a place I wanna go I've fooled around and felt the apathy surround So I took my place and tried to turn this thing around Crass manipulators falling by the wayside One thing's for certain they won't ever realise when they're aglow Jewel....touchstone Jewel Jewel....touchstone Jewel

LIGHT AND SHADE (R. O`Gormain)


HEY BULLDOG (J. Lennon / P. McCartney)

Sheepdog Standing in the rain Bullfrog Doing it again Some think that happinness is measured out in years You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears Child-like No one understands Jack knife In your sweaty hands Some think that happiness is measured out in miles What makes you think you're something special when you smile You can talk to me If you're lonely you can talk to me Big man Walking in the park Whigwam Frightened of the dark Some think that happiness is measured out in you You think you know me but you haven't got a clue You can talk to me if you're lonely you can talk to me

BIG HUMAN THING (R. O`Gormain)


LITTLE BIG MAN (C. McLaughlin)


FUNTIME (J. N. Osterberg)

Fun Hey baby we like your lips Fun Hey baby we like your pants All aboard for funtime Fun Hey I feel lucky tonight Fun I'm gonna get stoned and run around All aboard for funtime Fun Last night I was down in the lab Fun Talkin' to Dracula and his crew All aboard for funtime Fun I don't need no heavy trips Fun I just do what I want to do All aboard for funtime Fun Baby baby we like your lips Fun Baby baby we like your pants All aboard for funtime Fun Everybody we want in Fun We want some we want some All aboard for funtime Fun Baby baby we like your lips Fun Baby baby we like your pants All aboard for funtime

STORIES OF THE STREET (L. Cohen)

The stories of the street are mine The Spanish voices laugh The Cadillacs go creeping down Through the night and the Poison gas I lean from my window sill In this old hotel I chose One hand one my suicide One hand On the rose I know you`ve heard it`s over now And war must surely come The cities they are broke in half And the middle men are gone Let me ask you one more time O children of the dust All these hunters who are shrieking now Do they Speak for us And where do all these highways go Now that We are free Why are the armies marching still That were coming home to me O lady with your legs so fine O stranger at your wheel You are locked into your suffering And your pleasures Are the seal Oh come with me My little one We will find that farm Grow us grass and apples there And keep all the animals warm And if by chance I wake at night And I ask you who I am Oh take me To the slaughter house I will wait there With the lamb With one hand on a hexogram One hand on a girl I balance on a wishing well That all men call the world We are so small Between the stars So large against the sky And lost among the subway crowds I tried to Catch your eye