John Cale And Bob Neuwirth
Ocean Life

The sky is full of dirty, aching air

That's burning a greasy yellow

And zooming slowly in on everyone

Untie these fighting sunsets that will not be fulfilled

The noise on her eyes is still there

Even when the retina peels from the strain of the dull

Sacrilegious 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 you're so young and full of expectations

You're looking for that perfect wave

And when you'd like to ride 'em all

So I ask you from the bottom of my heart

Is that any way to treat your mother?

Red, red, red river, bloody ocean of sorrowful memories

Carry me to the deep blue sea, I hear you calling me

Is it true that virtue fell by the wayside, not even a mark?

And who will lift the fog of bitterness, pull aside the tide of regret?

Who will avoid the undertow of sentimental drift?

Who can live long on poetry and wrath?

I don't have the 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 'The night of the hunter'

My hair billowing, being kissed by the fishes, Sushi for Shabu

If fishes were wishes, I'd have you, I'd have you

Ah, I've never felt one, a tremor that is

Greed, envy, lust, gluttony, anger, pride


Mirror lyrics:

Greed, envy, lust, gluttony, anger, pride

Ah, I've never felt one, a tremor that is

If fishes were wishes, I'd have you, I'd have you

My hair billowing, being kissed by the fishes, Sushi for Shabu

Like Shelly Winters in 'The night of the hunter'

I wanna be buried in the bottom of the ocean

And who can afford that?

But what does it cost on the open market?

I don't have the patience

Who can live long on poetry and wrath?

Who will avoid the undertow of sentimental drift?

And who will lift the fog of bitterness, pull aside the tide of regret?

Is it true that virtue fell by the wayside, not even a mark?

Carry me to the deep blue sea, I hear you calling me

Red, red, red river, bloody ocean of sorrowful memories

Is that any way to treat your mother?

So I ask you from the bottom of my heart

And when you'd like to ride 'em all

You're looking for that perfect wave

When you're so young and full of expectations

Another dirty alleyway that leads nobody home

Even the ocean is ghettoized now

Of an eye for an eye or a tooth for a truth

Sacrilegious commandment

Even when the retina peels from the strain of the dull

The noise on her eyes is still there

Untie these fighting sunsets that will not be fulfilled

And zooming slowly in on everyone

That's burning a greasy yellow

The sky is full of dirty, aching air


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