live 2007.11.13 #1

Additional Info: Cover of The Frogs, performed with with Jimmy Flemion of The Frogs on vocals.

I don’t do interviews
I won’t sign autographs
Don’t you love the star, when he’s a prick?
I only play for money
I don’t give a fuck about the fans
I only play for money
I don’t give a shit if you dance
‘Cuz your diggin’ on the star
‘Cuz your diggin’ on the one, who’s gone so far
If you take my picture, your camera’s smashed
If you send me fan mail, I won’t write back
Don’t you love the star, when he’s a prick
I only play for money
I don’t give a fuck about the fans
I only play for money
So leave your autograph books at home, i don’t give a damn
‘Cuz your diggin’ on the star
‘Cuz your diggin’ on the one who’s gone so far

live 2007.11.13

Track Length: 9:50

Additional Info: From Zeitgeist track by track interview: “It started off as this weird little shuffle thing. We were arguing back and forth in November of ‘05 whether we should have a shuffle on the record. Billy wanted a shuffle. So it became a search for a new way to do a shuffle. We were also listening to Fela, all these 14-minute Nigerian jams and watching documentaries about him. So we went down this road of seeing how power can come from repetition.” Jimmy Chamberlin “In Pumpkins logic, if you’re going to make people wait for six minutes for the payoff, the money shot better be good. Ultimately, this became the musical statement of the album. The drum take is one of Jimmy’s crowning achievements. It’s worth the price of admission. Lyrically, the song reflects the decision I made when we were in Scottsdale to stop watching all network or cable news. I noticed the effect that had on me–I stopped being afraid. In general, I’m not afraid of getting on the stage in front of 60,000 people, so why should I be afraid of a plane crashing into my house? I was trying to wrap my head around the way we’re being force-fed a level of paranoia. It’s a personal reflection on what it all means. The ‘revolution’ in the lyrics isn’t the revolution of picking up a gun. That’s never worked, and it never will work. Jesus was right.” Billy Corgan

Tired eyes

Closed for days

There’s no regret

‘Cause there’s no place

I don’t know

What I believe

But if I feel safe

What do I need

A home

A home

A home

Revolution

Revolution

Revolution blues

What will they do

Revolution

Revolution

Revolution blues

What will they do to me

What will they do to me

What will they do to me

What will they do to me

Dulcet tongues

Whisper fast

The future yearns

Right now’s the past

Rouse me soon

The end draws nigh

Who’s side are you on?

Your blood you cannot buy

Revolution

Revolution

Revolution blues

What will they do

Revolution

Revolution

Revolution blues

What will they do to you

Well I

I feel alright

So tonight

I got to ask you why

Why deny it

It’s no surprise

I’ve got to survive

Freedom shines the light ahead

I’ll lead the last charge to bed

I said my last rights

I don’t have to run scared no more

Fight

I wanna fight

I wanna fight a revolution

Tonight

I wanna fight

I wanna fight a revolution

Tonight

At the light

At the light

Do you wanna watch me die

Let me be something good

Let me prove something real like I should

Let me embrace every single living thing

Let me be every single moment I ever misunderstood

live 2007.11.13

Length: 4:48

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 1995912

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
Even though I know-i suppose I’ll show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Now I’m naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got
When you feel the same
Even though I know-i suppose I’ll show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Tell me I’m the only one
Tell me there’s no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me I’m the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
And I still believe that I cannot be saved

live 2007.11.13

Length: 5:32

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 346740

No matter where you are
I can still hear you when you drown
You’ve traveled very far
Just to see you I’ll come around
When I’m down
All of those yesterdays
Coming around
No matter where you are
I can still hear you when you dream (on some versions, “scream”)
You traveled very far
You traveled far, like a star
And you are
All of those yesterdays
Coming around
Is it something someone said?
Was it something someone said?
Yesterday the sky was you
And I still feel the same
Nothing left for me to do
And I still feel the same
I wish, I wish I could fly
I wish, I wish I could lie
I will, I will try
I will, I will
Goodbye

live 2007.11.13

Length: 5:01

Additional Info:

From Zeitgeist track by track interview:

“This was one of the songs we had earmarked for Roy Thomas Baker to produce. As we later told Roy, we had heard all these stories about him being completely insane which turned out not to be true. He’s one of the most hard-working, aware and brilliant people we’ve ever worked with and we couldn’t wait to hear what he did with that song.” Billy Corgan

“For me that track is all about Roy–the way he produced, that drum sound. Roy doesn’t produce songs; he produces moments. We were constantly trying our best to put a smile on Roy’s face.” Jimmy Chamberlin

Shot down I stood
Withstood my neighborhood
I got it wrong
But I could
Follow love lest I learn
It’s light
To bring the light
I fought with all my might, with light
Oh bring the light
Light, bring the light
I never felt so good and right
But tonight you’ll never need another sound
Oh, bring the light
Bring the light to me
Here and gone oh I trust
You’d spit upon my dust
And mix my ash with your blood
A son of god you know you must arrive
In the light
Bring the light, let’s bring the light
Light, oh bring the light
Light, bring the light
It’s yours not mine
If you just want to survive
Go grab a glimpse of any star in heaven’s high
I never felt so real and loved and alive
No shadows follow me unsung
In the light, bring the light to me
A flower song, clear and bright
Is it wrong, in neon white?
To insist you are mine
Standing dumb in the light
Bring the light
Oh, bring the light
Bring the light!
Light, bring the light
I never felt so real and right and alive
Don’t let them steal from you what’s yours by right
Light, bring the light
You know there comes a place and time
You can’t deny
With every movement shadows cast and align
Bring the light, bring the light
Bring the light let’s bring the light
Light, bring the light

live 2007.11.13

Length: 4:44

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 2035564

Time is never time at all

You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth

And our lives are forever changed

We will never be the same

The more you change the less you feel

Believe, believe in me, believe

That life can change, that you’re not stuck in vain

We’re not the same, we’re different tonight

Tonight, so bright

Tonight

And you know you’re never sure

But you’re sure you could be right

If you held yourself up to the light

And the embers never fade in your city by the lake

The place where you were born

Believe, believe in me, believe

In the resolute urgency of now

And if you believe there’s not a tonight

Tonight, so bright

Tonight

We’ll crucify the insincere tonight

We’ll make things right, we’ll feel it all tonight

We’ll find a way to offer up the night tonight

The indescribable moments of your life tonight

The impossible is possible tonight

Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight

live 2007.11.13

Length: 4:07

Written By: Billy Corgan

Additional Info: From Zeitgeist track by track interview: “Billy bought this guitar from this guy from Paris (James Trussart) who makes steel guitars and he brought a couple examples of his work to our rehearsal space. Billy grabbed one and plugged in into his amp and immediately started playing the riff from ‘Tarantula’ and the song was written pretty much on the spot.” Jimmy Chamberlin “That’s our nod to the Scorpions, and UFO--a loving nod to the hard rock bands of that era.” Billy Corgan

I don’t want to fight

Every single night

Everything I want is in your eyes

You and me go back

To places I dont know to care

The spoils of all I got were left for scraps

Don’t let me say this

But you’re no worse than me

It’s crazy

We are the real

If real ever was

And just because

We are the real

They feel we have enough

We are the real

‘Cause someone gave us up

I want to be there when you’re happy

I want to love you when you’re sad

Cant stand the morning rain?

Get out i’ll take your place then

Can’t stand the blazing sun?

Then close your eyes you’ll see

The angel dust

I dont want to be

Anything believed

A million watts of sound can’t compare

Come along you’ll see the world

The pulse ripples, the crowd unfurls

The current starts to flow and then you’re on

Oh it’s white hot soul they want

To sing for

We are the real

If real ever was

And just because

We are the ruin

Of every living soul

We are surreal

Cause someone gave us up

Don’t break the oath

I want to love you when you’re happy

Don’t break this oath

I want to be there when youre sad

Freeze-frame the pouring rain

We are the real

As real as any ghost

So easy now

We are the real

In ever living soul

Oh dont they know?

Can’t stand the blazing sun?

Can’t stand the morning rain?

Oh get out i’ll take your place again

I dont want to be alone

I dont want to be alone at all

If it’s a white hot soul they want

Then a black heart they’ll get

live 2007.11.13

Length: 0:45

Additional Info: Billy Corgan and Ginger Reyes talking.

live 2007.11.13

Length: 8:02

BMI Number: 1995924

Additional Info: From 5:27-30, "listen for the police car go by" (Billy Corgan on Pisces Iscariot liner notes). "I met this girl in Dallas when we were on tour with the chili peppa's and that was where I got the idea for the name for the song because when she said her name I thought wow, what a great title for a song. 2 1/4 years later I run into this same girl at a party and I say did you hear that song we recorded using your name, Starla? And she said, no my name is Darla but hey Starla, Darla whatever it doesn't matter, so there you go. Never trust a girl who ends up with well I can't say." (Billy Corgan on Pisces Iscariot liner notes).

I’m in here

Please take me home

Starla dear, I’m all alone

When you can’t decide what’s on your mind, it’s clear

I’m near

Starla dear

To disappear takes some more time

Starla dear, you’re on my mind

Soon, soon I’ll be leaving

Soon, soon I’ll be leaving

I hear all you’re saying

I hear all you’re failing

I’m in here

Please take me home

Starla dear, I’m all alone

When you can’t decide what’s on your mind, it’s clear

I’m here

Starla dear

Serve yourself

No one else can do for you like you

No one else fails like me

In my eyes I burn alive

Fly like a bird

No more words just you and I

High in the sky

live 2007.11.13

Length: 6:35

BMI Number: 1776119

Faith lies in
The ways of sin
I chased the charmed
But I don’t want them anymore
And in their eyes I was alive
A fool’s disguise
Take me away from you
Shame my tongue
Fat with promise all along
But when I woke up from that sleep
I was happier than I’d ever been
When you decide
That your life is a prize
Renew and revive
It’s alright honey
It’s alright, yeah
Happiness will make you wonder
Will I feel OK?
It scares the disenchanted
Far away
Yeah I want something new
But what am I supposed to do about you
Yeah I love you, it’s true
Life’s a bummer
When you’re a hummer
Life’s a drag
Ask yourself a question
Anyone but me
I ain’t free
Ask yourself a question
Anyone but me
I ain’t free
Do you feel
Love is real?

live 2007.11.13

Length: 4:05

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 2107458

Additional Info: Acoustic.

Shakedown 1979
Cool kids never have the time
On a live wire
Right up off the street
You and I should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we’d never see an end to it all
And I don’t even care
To shake these zipper blues
And we don’t know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed
Into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored
They’re not sure just what we have in store
Morphine city slippin’ dues
Down to see
That we don’t even care
As restless as we are
We feel the pull
In the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement
Lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we’d go
Beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made
I know you better than you fake it
To see that we don’t even care
To shake these zipper blues
And we don’t know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed
Into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of now (written: sound)
As you can see there’s no one around

live 2007.11.13

Length: 2:58

BMI Number: 4353755

Additional Info: Acoustic, with Jimmy Chamberlin.

I know

We’re just like old friends

We just can’t pretend

That lovers make amends

We are

Reasons so unreal

We can’t help but feel

That something has been lost

But please

You know you’re just like me

Next time

I promise we’ll be perfect

Perfect

Perfect

Strangers down the line

Lovers out of time

Memories unwind

So far I still know who you are

But now I wonder who I was

Angel

You know it’s not the end

We’ll always be good friends

But the letters have been sent on

So please

You always were so free

You’ll see

I promise we’ll be perfect

Perfect

Perfect

Strangers when we meet

Strangers on the street

Lovers while we sleep

Perfect

You know this has to be

We always were so free

We promised that we’d be

Perfect

live 2007.11.13

Length: 3:30

BMI Number: 1776114

Today is the greatest
Day I’ve ever known
Can’t live for tomorrow,
Tomorrow’s much too long
I’ll burn my eyes out
Before I get out
I wanted more
Than life could ever grant me
Bored by the chore
Of saving face
Today is the greatest
Day I’ve ever known
Can’t wait for tomorrow
I might not have that long
I’ll tear my heart out
Before I get out
Pink ribbon scars
That never forget
I tried so hard
To cleanse these regrets
My angel wings
Were bruised and restrained
My belly stings
Today is
Today is
Today is
The greatest day
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you
Today is the greatest
Today is the greatest day
Today is the greatest day
That I have ever really known

live 2007.11.13

Length: 3:49

BMI Number: 5090965

You and me

Meant to be

Immutable

Impossible

It’s destiny

Pure lunacy

Incalculable

Inseparable

And for the last time

You’re everything that I want and asked for

You’re all that I dream

Who wouldn’t be the one you love

Who wouldn’t stand inside your love

Protected and the lover of

A pure soul

And beautiful

You

Don’t understand

Don’t feel me now

I will breath

For the both of us

Travel the world

Traverse the skies

Your home is here

Within my heart

And for the first time

I feel as though I am reborn in my mind

Recast as child and mystic sage

Who wouldn’t be the one you love

Who wouldn’t stand inside your love

For the first time

I’m telling how much I need and bleed for

Your every move and waking sound in my time

I’ll wrap my wrap my wire around your heart

And your mind

You’re mine forever now

Who wouldn’t be the one you love and live for

Who wouldn’t stand inside your love and die for

Who wouldn’t be the one you love

live 2007.11.13

Length: 2:16

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 2035569

My reflection, dirty mirror

There’s no connection to myself

I’m your lover, I’m your zero

I’m the face in your dreams of glass

So save your prayers

For when we’re really gonna need ’em

Throw out your cares and fly

Wanna go for a ride?

She’s the one for me

She’s all I really need

Cause she’s the one for me

Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness

And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me

Intoxicated with the madness, I’m in love with my sadness

Bullshit fakers, enchanted kingdoms

The fashion victims chew their charcoal teeth

I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship

I never let on that I was down

You blame yourself, for what you can’t ignore

You blame yourself for wanting more

She’s the one for me

She’s all I really need

She’s the one for me

She’s my one and only

live 2007.11.13

Length: 4:27

Additional Info: From Zeitgeist track by track interview: "Billy had a sketch of that one that was just him at the organ at first. And I think I was the first cheerleader for that song. I thought the melody and the use of space was so compelling. Even though I play busily myself, I’m a sucker for a lot of space in songs.” Jimmy Chamberlin “I played it for Jimmy and he’s usually my BS meter, and he loved it. Then I played it for an ex-girlfriend, and she started crying, and it didn’t even have lyrics yet. So then we talked about getting an orchestra, but instead we got an old Emulator--the Art of Noise keyboard--and built the track around that.” Billy Corgan

When I was born I lost

When I was freed I fought

Now that I’m loved I’m caught

Between the rest and this tragic mess

An invited guest

Torn, broken and frayed

Oh don’t we face

War, sunshine and grace

Oh won’t you stay

For a while

We can fail in style

I can hold your smile

For a while

What was once new now gone

What was once praised now wrong

As they go, we can say we know

But what do we know

But warm sunshine and graves

Don’t we see

What’s bitter to taste

Torn, broken and frayed

Don’t we face

War, sunshine and graves

Won’t you stay

‘Cause I won’t tell

I won’t tell a soul

That I’m mad as hell

Torn, broken and frayed

I’m torn, broken and frayed

No, I’m cold, worn out and shamed

live 2007.11.13

Length: 5:52

Evolution

Dissolution

Rise

One solution

One takes you beyond

This love

And mine

Before I

Leave

Time

Aaaah

Love

This day

Love

Love

Love is his claim

live 2007.11.13

Length: 3:41

Written By: Billy Corgan

Additional Info:

From Zeitgeist track by track interview:

“I had this mellow guitar riff that was very simple--almost a ballad-- and we kept messing around with it. And one day, we thought, ‘What if we played it really loud.’ And that was it. Suddenly it transformed into this beastly thing.” Billy Corgan

“We’ve learned a lot of lessons over the years about not taking songs at face value when they emerge. I think that’s something Flood taught us along the way. ‘Doomsday Clock’ started off almost a folk calypso number and it turned into this . . . Apocalypso. We’re believers that a good song is a good song whether it’s played on an electric guitar or a zither.” Jimmy Chamberlin

Is everyone afraid?
Is everyone ashamed?
They’re running towards their holes, to find out
Apocalyptic means are lost among our dead
A message to our friends to get out
There’s wages on this fear
Oh so clear
Depends on what you’ll pay to hear
They’re bound to kill us all
In whitewashed halls
Their jackals lick their paws
Please don’t stop
It’s lonely at the top
These lonely days
When will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock ticking in my heart
Not broken
I love life every day
In each and every way
Kafka would be proud, to find out
I’m certain of the end
It’s the means that has me spooked
It takes an unknown truth to get out
I’m guessing I’m born free, silly me
I was meant to beg from my knees
Please don’t stop
It’s lonely at the top
These lonely days
When will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock ticking in my heart
These lonely days when will they ever stop?
We gotta dig in, gas masks on
Wait in the sunshine, all bug-eyed
If this is living?
Sakes alive!
Well then they can’t win
No one survives
Is everyone afraid?
You should be ashamed
Apocalyptic screams
Mean nothing to the dead
Kissing that ‘ol sun
To know all there is
Come on, last call
You should want it all
Ah, it’s lonely at the top
These lonely days
When will they ever stop
This doomsday clock ticking in my heart
These lonely days
When will they ever stop
This ticking in my heart
Is everyone afraid?

live 2007.11.13

Length: 15:47

BMI Number: 5246449

Additional Info: This version of Heavy Metal Machine contains pieces of the Jefferson Airplane song White Rabbit & Stevie Ray Vaughan - Couldn't Stand The Weather, and is ended with Canned Heat - On The Road Again and an end jam with Joan Jett's "I Love Rock 'n' Roll".

If I were alive
If I were real
Would you survive
What would you feel
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
As sentimental as our broken dreams
Let me die for rock and roll
Let me die to save your soul
Let me die, let me die rock and roll
Let the world forgive the past
Let all the girls kiss the boys at last
Let me go, let me go rock and roll
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
We’re the metal, in their metal machines
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
If I were dead
Would my records sell
Could you even tell
Is it just as well
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
It’s elemental, to all the rust it brings
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Let me die for rock and roll
Let me die and save my soul
Let me go, let me go rock and roll
Let the world forgive the past
Let all the girls kiss the boys at last
Let me go, let me die rock and roll
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
We’re the metal, in their droning schemes
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Will I survive
Is it up to me
Could you understand
That it’s not yours to keep
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine
Heavy metal, heavy metal machine

live 2007.11.13

Length: 3:20

live 2007.11.13

Length: 4:25

BMI Number: 1776116

Freak out
And give in
Doesn’t matter what you believe in
Stay cool
And be somebody’s fool this year
‘Cause they know
Who is righteous, What is bold
So I’m told
Who wants honey
As long as there’s some money
Who wants that honey?
Hipsters unite
Come align for the big fight to rock for you
But beware
All those angels with their wings glued on
‘Cause deep down
We are frightened and we’re scared
If you don’t stare
Who wants honey
As long as there’s some money
Who wants that honey?
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Tell me all of your secrets
Cannot help but believe this is true
Tell me all of your secrets
I know, I know, I know,
Should have listened when I was told
Who wants honey
As long as there is some money
Who wants that honey?
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out

live 2007.11.13

Length: 2:33

live 2007.11.13

Length: 5:56

It’s in blood

I suppose

Breaking jars

I’m no good

As the prodigal son

And I know that you’re mesmerized

You had a vision, made these laws

And sanitized, are we above desires

I miss him so

You are so fucked

It has begun

Revolution crawls

All over you

I was listening

You light up the sky

And scrape out your skull

Your lovely face

Will never be claimed thrice

And we’re so unlikely to

Upon my wrists I bear the cross

My losses mount as I climb across the home

Of my own soul

I’ll claim my prize

I don’t exist

I am divine

A ghost with eyes

(Billy: yeah, vietnam.)

(James: you headin’ to vietnam?)

(Unknown: yes, I need to be at the co-op.)

(Unknown: thanks dude.)

(Jimmy: I’m jungle-drummed out, man.)

live 2007.11.13

Length: 8:01

Additional Info: Cover of The Beatles with Billy Corgan on bass, performed with Jimmy Flemion of The Frogs. Contains a tease of Cream - Sunshine Of Your Love.

Let me tell you how it will be
There’s one for you, nineteen for me
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah, I’m the taxman
Should five per cent appear too small
Be thankful I don’t take it all
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah I’m the taxman
If you drive a car, I’ll tax the street
If you try to sit, I’ll tax your seat
If you get too cold I’ll tax the heat
If you take a walk, I’ll tax your feet
Don’t ask me what I want it for
If you don’t want to pay some more
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah, I’m the taxman
Now my advice for those who die
Declare the pennies on your eyes
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah, I’m the taxman
And you’re working for no one but me

live 2007.11.13

Length: 2:48

BMI Number: 1776748

Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What’s a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who’s left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What’s a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you