live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 3:41

BMI Number: 1776118

Quiet

I am sleeping

In here

We need a little hope

For years

I've been sleeping

Helpless

Couldn't tell a soul

Be ashamed

Of the mess you've made

My eyes never forget, you see

Behind me

Silent

Metal mercies

Castrate

Boys to the bone

Jesus

Are you listening?

Up there

To anyone at all

We are the fossils

The relics of our time

We mutilate the meanings

So they're easy to deny

Be ashamed

Of the mess you've made

My eyes never forget, you see

Behind me

Quiet

I am sleeping

Quiet

I am sleeping

Quiet

I don't trust you

I can't hear you

Be ashamed

Of the mess you've made

My eyes never forget, you see

Behind me

Behind me

The grace of falling snow

Cover up everything you know

Come save me from the awful sound

Of nothing

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 3:19

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 1993.09.09

Track Length: 3:17

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

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 4:18

Written By: Billy Corgan + James Iha

BMI Number: 603520

I am one as you are three

Try to find messiah in your trinity

Your city to burn

Your city to burn

Try to look for something

In your city to burn, you'll burn

Am I as I seem?

I'm down

Down, so down

Time is right for a guiding light

Try to turn to reasons in your bitter life

Your city to burn

Your city to burn

Try to look for something

In your city to burn, you'll burn

See you, don't you just want to

See you, I am one

See you, don't you just want to

See you

See you, don't you just want to

See you, I am one

See you, don't you just want to

See you, I am one

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 6:56

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 1993.09.09

Track Length: 5:13

BMI Number: 1810464

Lover lover let's pretend

We're born as innocents

Cast into the world

With apple eyes

To wish wish dangerous

My dear delirious

To try and leave

The rest of us behind

Shot full of diamonds

And a million years

The disappointed disappear

Like they were never here

Kiss kiss all of this

The hiss that we had missed

And understand what can't be understood

Sear those thoughts of me

Alone and unhappy

I never liked me anyway

If by chance

Or circumstance

We should fail

Don't be so sad

Shot full of diamonds

And a million years

The disappointed disappear

Like they were never here

In a dream

We are connected

Siamese twins

At the wrist

And then I knew we'd been forsaken

Expelled from paradise

I can't believe them

When they say that it's alright

Words can't define what I feel inside

Who needs them?

Caught with this virus of my mind

I give in to my disease, of my needs

To my disease, of my needs

She really loves to break

Her dad says its OK

She really loves to break

And give it all away

Her ma says she's afraid

What more can she fake

She really needs to break

And give herself away

She gave it all away

She gave it all away

She gave it all away

We really love the USA

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 4:28

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 1776744

Additional Info:

After the song, there's a clip from a TV talk show or something:

"Now it's, uh, kind of strange, and, uh, kinda hard for me to talk about, but I thought maybe you could help- um, when we start getting physical, rather than having intercourse, he ends up just masturbating himself, and I end up feeling very alienated and unsatisfied, and it's really come between us-"

Feel it

Break your bones

Mr. Jones

Taste me

As I bleed

Taste my need

And spaceboy I've missed you

Spinning round my head

And any way you choose me

You'll break instead

Watch me

Death defy

Defile my life

I don't need

I don't care

Please

I want to go home

I want to go home

I want to go home

I want to go home

'Cause when a lover aches

That's when a lover breaks

I want to go home

I want to go home

And spaceboy they'll kill me

Before I'm dead and gone

And any way you choose me

It won't be wrong

And anyway you choose me

We won't belong

We won't belong

We won't belong

We won't belong

We won't belong

We won't belong

After the song, there's a clip from a TV talk show or something: "Now it's, uh, kind of strange, and, uh, kinda hard for me to talk about, but I thought maybe you could help- um, when we start getting physical, rather than having intercourse, he ends up just masturbating himself, and I end up feeling very alienated and unsatisfied, and it's really come between us-"

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 2:24

BMI Number: 1995927

Dad dad dad

Dead dead dead dead dead

Was I ever alive?

Fucking makes you alive in one minute

Solstice

I am solstice filled with mercury

Filled with mercury

Liquid fucked

See right through your heart

See right through your heart

Fuck your heart

I am mercury liquid pure

Hot, alive, dead, mucked fish eyes, doors

I was born alive

I'll fucking kill you

I'll beat your soft baby head with my own hand

Careful with that baby

Don't ever say the h word around him

Ashamed

I am ashamed of my name, say it

I hate the sound of your shit because it means no good

It means cheap, liar, smart ass piece of shit

Change it to raygun you fuck

Billy the loon

Billy the loon

I am mars

I am mars

Billy addly addly addly....

Your name causes shit

While I may be no expert on this reality there is no god but shame

God is hurt, god is cold

Try that once, god is dead

There is not another one

Battle

Cold heart radio

Feedback

The pain

Reoccuring messages of badness

Reoccuring living bad dreams at the vortex of lost souls

Wailing lost souls of shame

We are in one hole

Like a cup of mercury phosphate

Brrr

Shuddering around [?]

Taste my shit you wench

Lifting wailing lost souls who stand a chance

Hot, my eyes darkly gaze and wonder- do not enter [?]

Why why why?

I was born whole

Fractured divided shattered into a billion fragments

A million piece puzzle

A million piece jigsaw puzzle with no this, and no that..…

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 4:06

BMI Number: 1776746

Bleed in your own light

Dream of your own life

I miss me

I miss everything I'll never be

And on, and on

I torch my soul to show

The world that I am pure

Deep inside my heart

No more lies

A crown of horns

An image formed deformed

The mark I've borne

A mark of scorn to you

Consume my love, devour my hate

Only powers my escape

The moon is out, the stars invite

I think I'll leave tonight

So soon I'll find myself alone

To relax and fade away

Do you know what's coming down

Do you know I couldn't stay free?

I shall be free

I shall be free

I shall be free

I shall be free

I shall be free free

Free of those voices inside me

I shall be free

I shall be free

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 4:20

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 1351044

I spin off and lose my head

Throwing stray a spark instead

Gather strength down in my heel

And dig it in the world I peel

Way down deep within my heart

Lies a soul that's torn apart

Tell me, tell me what your after

I just want to get there faster

I don't live - I inhale

I don't give - I unveil

Don't want to live in your misery

I don't live - I inhale

Sprinkle all my kisses on your head

Stars full of wishes fill our beds

She said, "I'm dead"

All this pain smothers me

Like a bomb that you can't see

Tell me, tell me what your after

I just want to get there faster

I don't live - I inhale

I don't give - I unveil

I don't live - I inhale

I don't live

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 8:17

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 1993.09.09

Track Length: 6:40

Written By: Billy Corgan + James Iha

BMI Number: 1776129

Nothing left to say

And all I've left to do

Is run away

From you

And she led me on, down

With secrets I can't keep

Close your eyes and sleep

Don't wait up for me

Hush now don't you speak

To me

Wrapped my hurt in you

And took my shelter in that pain

The opiate of blame

Is your broken heart, your heart

So now I'm all by myself

As I've always felt

I'll betray my tears

To anyone caught in our ruse of fools

One last kiss for me...yeah

One last kiss good night

Didn't want to lose you once again

Didn't want to be your friend

Fulfilled a promise made of tin

And crawled back to you

I'm all by myself

As I've always felt

I'll betray myself

To anyone, lost, anyone but you

So let the sadness come again

On that you can depend on me, yeah

Until the bitter, bitter end of the world, yeah

When god sleeps in bliss

And I'm all by myself

As I've always felt

And I'll betray myself

To anyone

TV clip: "...and you need to resist the devil so that he will flee"

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 4:57

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 1993.09.09

Track Length: 5:08

Written By: Billy Corgan

BMI Number: 1425149

All that you suffer is all that you are

All that you smother is all that you are

And you're seeing, you're seeing

You're seeing who you are

What takes meaning is cleaning

The meaning of who you are

On this scene

I will dream

On this scene

All of your struggles beneath your disguise

Drink from the reasons that hold you alive

To ascend from the words of desire and pain

You must rise from the mounds of desire and change

Too late to discover peace of mind

Too late to recover me

All you see and all you breathe and

All you cease to be

Take him down your only son and

What he means to be

Your dream will be

To dream with me

Will you wait, yes I'll wait

I will wait for you

Will you wait, yes I'll wait

I will wait for you

To cleanse your life

Takes more than time

Take what you want

Take all of me

Too late to discover peace of mind

(Have no peace of mind)

Too late to recover

live 1993.09.09

Additional Info: Cover of The Doors.

This is the end...

(spoken):

And he walked on down that hall

And he walked into the gallery of Romes, and he said,

"Mother, I've got a few spatulas."

And then he walked on down the hall, and he said,

"Father, have you got a dime to spare?"

live 1993.09.09

Track Length: 9:12

BMI Number: 1810465

I hear your winter

I hear you rain

I've failed your summer ways

And I feel no pain

I hear what you want

And I feel that way

I hear what you want

And I feel that way

I hear you fade away

And I hear you crawl

I gave my life away

And I feel no pain

And I feel no pain

And I feel no pain

And I feel your pain

And she was my lover so sweet

And she was my angel

And what I've recovered of me

I put into a box underneath my bed

When you lie in your bed

And you lie to yourself

When you lie in your bed

And you lie to yourself

Lie

Lie

Bang bang you're dead hole in your head

Bang bang you're dead hole in your head

Bang bang you're dead hole in your head

Bang bang you're dead hole in your head

I hear what you want

And I feel that way

I hear what you want

And I feel that way

(Alright, this take, don't give a fuck.)