Item Details
- Item Category:
- Single
- Artist:
- Smashing Pumpkins
- Format:
- CD
- Release Type:
- Promotional
- Release Date:
- 2000.09.??
- Release Country:
- Israel
- Manufacture Country:
- United Kingdom
- Package:
- Jewel Case, Slimline
- Label:
- Hut Recordings
- Release Code:
- HUTCD140
- UPC:
- 7243 8 97067 2 7
- Matrix Code:
- IFPI L041 8970672 1:1:2 EMI UK IFPI 1441
- Other Code:
- F:PM514/LC03098
- RPM:
- Amount Pressed:
- Unknown
Additional Information
Track List
-
Try, Try, Try
- 1 . Try, Try, Try
Lyrics
Pop tart
What’s our mission
Do we know
But never listen
For too long
They held me under
But I hear
It’s almost over
In detroit
On a memphis train
Like you said
It’s down in the heat and the summer rain of
The automatic gauze of your memories
Down in the sleep at the airplane races
Try to hold on
To this heart
A little bit longer
Try to hold on
To this love
Aloud
Try to hold on
For this heart’s
A little bit colder
Try to hold on
To this love
Paperback scrawl your hidden poem
Written around the dried out flowers
Here we are still trading places
To try to hold on
Pop tart
Can you envision
A free world
Of clear division
For too long
They held us under
But I know
We’re getting over
In detroit
With the nashville tears
Like you said
It’s down in the heat with the broken numbers
Down in the gaze of solemnity
Down in the way you held together
To try to hold on
To this heart
A little bit closer
Try to hold on
To this love
Aloud
Try to hold on
For this heart’s
A little bit older
Try to hold on
To this love
Aloud
And we are still alive
Try to hold on
And we have survived
Try to hold on
And no one should deny
We try to hold on
To the pulse of a feedback current
Into the flow of the cryptic movement
Slapback kills the ancient remnants
That try to hold on
Try to hold on
To this heart
Alive
Try to hold on
To this love
Aloud
Try to hold on
And we are still alive
Try to hold on
And we have survived
Try to hold on
Pop tart
You never listen
Skinned knees
Try to hold on
Stop start
What’s our mission
Skinned knees
Try to hold on
- 2 . Here’s To The Atom Bomb
Lyrics
Away to the side you move your head
Gravity fingers dig in your back
The strangest man won’t let you breathe
Rocking on you in a movie scene
His words fill your mouth
His guests bleed sick
Devoid of touch
He lets out to the streets where you were raised
Sittin’ home waiting for the coming age
You had to wait your turn
You had to wait your turn
Wake up early, wash up late
Satellites connect you to your hate
Your patience grows but your skin is thin
The pager signals they’re coming in
Through the hole in the wall
You left the hole in the wall
Here’s to the atom bomb
May everyone find a way to get on
A little piece of heaven is all you seek
In the same old re-run week after week
Their faces make you want to kill
The little piece of heaven singin’ on the windowsill
No lights can turn you on
Pixelate the night
Reading the words
Of your eyes on the streets where you were born
Sittin’ home waiting for the coming dawn
Near the hole in the wall
You left a hole in the wall
- 1 . Try, Try, Try
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