| T O P I C R E V I E W |
| trobrianders |
Posted - 10/28/2010 : 06:55:42
Lyrics to Come On Pilgrim and Surfer Rosa from pixiesmusic.com
Is this the first time they've been reprinted from an official source? Either way I'm glad to have them. I realised I've been singing a few of them wrong all these years but happily I got all of Tony's Theme right. Very satisfying 
The comments in this thread about the actual lyrics should be fun to read.
Come On Pilgrim
Caribou
I live cement
I hate this street
Give dirt to me
I got lament
This human form
Where I was born
I now repent
Caribou
Caribou
Caribou
Repent
Re-pe-ent
Give me white
Ground to run
Air for gun
Let me knife
Knife me let
I will get
What I like
Caribou
Caribou
Caribou
Repent
Rep-pent
Vamos
Estaba pensando sobreviviendo con mi sister en New Jersey,
Ella me dijo que es una vida buena alla,
Bien rica bien chevere, Y voy! Puneta!
We’ll keep well bred,
We’ll stay well fed,
We’ll have our sons,
They will be all well hung.
When the children play,
Their friends will say,
Your daddy’s rich,
Your mama’s a pretty thing.
That maid Maria she’s real okay
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
We’ll keep good friends
You can turn lesbian
If we get bored
We’ll move to California
Isla de Encanta
Hermanita ven conmigo
Hermanita ven conmigo
Hay aviones cada hora,
Isla de Encanta
Me voy!
Donde no hay sufrimiento
Donde no hay sufrimiento
y un rio de ron pasa por la calle
Isla de encanta
Me voy!
Nuestro propio animal canta a la gente para gratis
Hey baby what are we doing here?
A la Patria
Isla de Encanta
Me voy!
Ed is Dead
Her head is in a bitter way
Her brain’s on fire
She’s just looking for the perfect wave
It’s her brain’s desire
I’ll think of her when I walk the strand
On this true Hermosa night
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
She’s just riding in stupid bliss
With music on her bars
Her face burning in the L.A. sun
She got no got no fear of cars
I dedicate my strand cruiser to the memory of her own
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
Ed is dead
No, no, no, no, no
The Holiday Song
Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain’t no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then he rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed ‘till they were dead
This ain’t no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Well sit right down my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain’t no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
This ain’t no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Nimrod's Son
One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped
And smashed my body so that all my friends thought I was dead
My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
You are the son of a motherfucker
One two three four
I shook all night and held her hand
Shock repeating well I’ll be damned
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I’m Nimrod’s son
Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me
Ha-haaa
The joke is come upon me
In my motorcycle mirror I’ve been thinking about the life I’ve led
And how my soul did leak in all the holes where I had bled
My image spoke to me, yes to me and often said
You are the son of incestuous union
One two three
Now my head is clear my roof has walls
My daughter’s pure
My son is tall
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I’m Nimrod’s son
Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me
Ha-ha Ha-ha
The joke has come upon me
I’ve Been Tired
One two three
She’s a real left winger ‘cause she been down south
And held peasants in her arms
She said I could tell you a story that could make you cry
What about you?
I said Me too
I could tell you a story that will make you cry
And she sighed Ah
I said I wanna be a singer like Lou Reed
I like Lou Reed she said sticking her tongue in my ear
Let’s go, let’s sit, let’s talk
Politics go so good with beer
And while we’re at it baby, why don’t you tell me one of your biggest fears?
I said Losing my penis to a whore with disease
Just kidding I said
Losing my life to a whore with disease
She said Excuse me please?
I said Losing my life to a whore with disease
I said Please... I’m a humble guy with a healthy desire
Don’t give me no shit because...
I’ve been tired
I tell a tale of a girl, but I call her a woman
She’s a little bit older than me
Strong legs, strong face, voice like milk, breasts like a cluster of grapes
I can’t escape the ways she raise me
She’ll make you feel like Solomon
Be one of your babies even if you have no one
(And while we’re at it baby, why don’t you tell me one of your biggest fears?)
Took my sleep after setting my loins on fire
But that’s OK because...
I’ve been tired
I’ve been tired
T-i-r-e-d spells it
Spells it
Levitate Me
Give me help
Give me help
You can... levitate me
Can take off them rings
Off that hose
Levitate me
Higher, please
Levitate me
Elevator lady Elevator lady Elevator lady Elevator lady
Lady levitate me
If all in all is true If all in all is true If all in all is true
If all is true
Won’t you please run over me?
Won’t you please run over me?
Won’t you please run over me?
Won’t you please run over me?
Shaky shake... hey Shakey
Levitate me
Come on Pilgrim
You know he loves you
Levitate me
Elevator lady Elevator lady Elevator lady Elevator lady
Lady levitate me
If all in all is true If all in all is true If all in all is true
If all is true
Won’t you please run over me?
Won’t you please run over me?
Won’t you please run over me?
Won’t you please run over me?
Surfer Rosa
Bone Machine
You were working Japanese fast food
And I drop you off at your Japanese lover’s
And you go to the beach all day
You’re so pretty when you’re unfaithful to me
You’re so pretty when you’re unfaithful to me
You’re looking like
You’ve got some sun
Your blistered lips
Have got a kiss that tastes a bit like everyone
Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh
Your bone’s got a little machine
You’re the bone machine
I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda and tried to molest me in the parking lot
I make you pray
You make me hard
Your Irish skin
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horse’s lard
Your bone’s got a little machine
You’re the bone machine
Break My Body
I’m the haunted loser
You’ll find me crashing through my mother’s door
I am the ugly lover
You’ll find us rolling on the dirty floor
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
I’m a belly dancer
I shake forever and I never care
I’m a building jumper
Roof to roof you see me flying in the air
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
Somebody got hurt
Somebody get hurt
Somebody got hurt
Something Against You
I’ve got something against you
I’ve got something against you
Here we go
I’ve got something against you
I’ve got something against you
I’ve got something against you
I’ve got something against you
I’ve got something against you
And I am one happy prick
Broken Face
I got a broken face
I got a broken face
I got a broken face
There was this boy who had two
Children with his sisters
They were his daughters
They were his favourite lovers
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Where there were eyes there’s only space
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face
I got a broken face
I got a broken face
There was this man who smashed his brain
In little pieces
And then they drilled holes
And then they put ‘em back in there
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Where there were eyes there’s only space
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face
I got a broken face
I got a broken face
The little thing who does my laundry
Speaks no English
But if you saw her
You’d say Hey isn’t she lovely
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Where there were eyes there’s only space
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Gigantic
And this I know
His teeth as white as snow
What a gas it was to see him
Walk her every day
Into a shady place
With her lips she said
She said
Hey Paul, Hey Paul, Hey Paul, let’s have a ball
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Lovely legs they are
What a big black mess
What a hunk of love
Walk her every day into a shady place
He’s like the dark, but I’d want him
Hey Paul, Hey Paul, Hey Paul, let’s have a ball
Hey Paul, Hey Paul, Hey Paul, let’s have a ball
Hey Paul, Hey Paul, Hey Paul, let’s have a ball
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
River Euphrates
Ride, ride, ride, ...
Stuck here out of gas
Out here on the Gaza Strip
From driving in too fast
Let’s ride a tire down river Euphrates
Ride, ride, ride, ...
Dead Sea make you float
One sip from the salty wine
Dead Sea make you choke
Let’s ride a tire down river Euphrates
Where Is My Mind?
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there’s nothing in it
And you’ll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimming
I was swimming in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind the rocks
Except for one little fish
Bump into me
Swear he’s trying to talk to me
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimming
Cactus
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to me?
I miss your kissing and I miss your head
And a letter in your writing doesn’t mean you’re not dead
Run outside in the desert heat
Make your dress all wet and send it to me
I miss your soup and I miss your bread
And a letter in your writing doesn’t mean you’re not dead
So spill your breakfast and drip your wine
Just wear that dress when you dine
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Bloody your hands on a cactus tree
Wipe it on your dress and send it to me
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Tony’s Theme
This is a song about a superhero named Tony
It’s called Tony’s Theme
He’s got the oil on his chain, for a ride in the rain
No baloney
Ride around on my bicycle like a pony
I’m waving hi, hi, hi, hi, hi
Give me a scream
Give me, give me the theme
Of Tony
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
I’m racing
Spitfire turning and pop a wheelie burning evil chasing
I’m waving bye, bye, bye, bye, bye
I got a card in my spokes
I’m practising my joke, I’m learning
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
This is a song about a superhero named Tony
It’s called Tony’s Theme
I can look at the sun if you give me some bad sun glasses
I’m back on the road, hip hopping grass like a toad after classes
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
To-ny
Oh My Golly!
Dentro las Pinones y las holas pequenas,
Oh my Golly!
Vamos para la luna caribe,
Oh my Golly!
Besando chichando con Surfer Rosa,
Oh my Golly!,
Se fue su madera
Oh my Golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa,
Yo soy rockero pero no hay playa,
Oh my Golly!
Bien perdida la surfer rosa,
Oh my Golly!
La vida total es un porqueria porqueria,
Oh my Golly!
Oh my Golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa
Vamos
Estaba pensando sobreviviendo con mi sister en New Jersey,
Ella me dijo que es una vida buena alla,
Bien rica bien chevere, Y voy! Puneta!
We’ll keep well bred,
We’ll stay well fed,
We’ll have our sons,
They will be all well hung.
When the children play,
Their friends will say,
Your daddy’s rich,
Your mama’s a pretty thing.
That maid Maria she’s real okay
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
Vamos a jugar por la playa
We’ll keep good friends
You can turn lesbian
If we get bored
We’ll move to California
I’m Amazed
The day before that I was wed
She went upstairs and she shot her head
I’m amazed
And when I was a little boy
A ball of string my favorite toy
I’m amazed
Before I died, I took my Mona
And packed it up, up, up to Arizona
I’m amazed
Brick Is Red
A fish is fast
And Jimmy is cast
Hang me
A white moon’s hot
The other side’s not
Hang me
It’s not time for me for me to go
It’s not time for me for me to go
My eyes have turned
Just the color of diamond
Just the color
The pretty color of ice
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Ed is the hoo hoo |
| 24 L A T E S T R E P L I E S (Newest First) |
| emptyreality |
Posted - 11/05/2010 : 19:56:26
I recall pixiesmusic.com having lyrics before it was declared an "official" site, so my first reaction was whether or not they were just the same lyrics copied and pasted, or if they were "corrected" versions from BF. Unfortunately it's blocked from archive.org, but as others have pointed out, there doesn't seem to be anything that's obviously wrong, and maybe even a couple small revelations that make more sense than what anybody had come up with before? |
| Don Eduardo |
Posted - 11/05/2010 : 12:20:22
quote:
Originally posted by Discoking
quote:
Originally posted by trobrianders
Lyrics to Come On Pilgrim and Surfer Rosa from pixiesmusic.com
Is this the first time they've been reprinted from an official source? Either way I'm glad to have them. I realised I've been singing a few of them wrong all these years but happily I got all of Tony's Theme right. Very satisfying
how right are these lyrics?
ok, they come from an official website, but does that necessarily make them more correct? i wouldn't immediately assume that.
any insight in who provided these lyrics to pixiesmusic.com?
 it's educational
I'm with you DiscoKing, some of these sound a bit shonky to me. |
| Matt Foley |
Posted - 11/05/2010 : 02:50:38
quote:
Originally posted by Discoking
quote:
Originally posted by Matt Foley
They're different mixes. My guess is that Come On Pilgrim was cleaned up a lot for release, whereas the Purple Tape CD was closer to a straight digital transfer.
hmmm, i didn't think that was the reason.
isn't the purple tape cd just a lot louder?
i think this is directly related to the time both cds were released: 1987 vs. 2002.
in 2002 most cds sound very loud. (it's a shame.)
i might be wrong.
it's educational
The mastering sounds ok to me. If anything, it's a bit quiet for 2002.
I agree though...CDs released in the 2000s are often too loud. |
| Discoking |
Posted - 11/05/2010 : 00:51:57
i agree. the lyrics look good.
it's educational |
| trobrianders |
Posted - 11/05/2010 : 00:38:03
I shouldn't have been so hard on the Purple Tape. It's still good to hear what the actual cassette might have sounded like back in 1987. It would really have been something though, to hear those Purple Tape songs the way Come On Pilgrim sounded.
The lyrics seem pretty reliable to me. There are no howlers anyway. I reckon they're direct from Charles. There are little things that make me think that; the line 'air for gun' in Caribou. And the line Chaerles started singing different, 'I shake forever' from Break My Body.
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Ed is the hoo hoo |
| Discoking |
Posted - 11/04/2010 : 23:30:44
quote:
Originally posted by trobrianders
Lyrics to Come On Pilgrim and Surfer Rosa from pixiesmusic.com
Is this the first time they've been reprinted from an official source? Either way I'm glad to have them. I realised I've been singing a few of them wrong all these years but happily I got all of Tony's Theme right. Very satisfying
how right are these lyrics?
ok, they come from an official website, but does that necessarily make them more correct? i wouldn't immediately assume that.
any insight in who provided these lyrics to pixiesmusic.com?
it's educational |
| Discoking |
Posted - 11/04/2010 : 23:26:08
quote:
Originally posted by Matt Foley
They're different mixes. My guess is that Come On Pilgrim was cleaned up a lot for release, whereas the Purple Tape CD was closer to a straight digital transfer.
hmmm, i didn't think that was the reason.
isn't the purple tape cd just a lot louder?
i think this is directly related to the time both cds were released: 1987 vs. 2002.
in 2002 most cds sound very loud. (it's a shame.)
i might be wrong.
it's educational |
| Matt Foley |
Posted - 11/04/2010 : 09:03:48
They're different mixes. My guess is that Come On Pilgrim was cleaned up a lot for release, whereas the Purple Tape CD was closer to a straight digital transfer.
"The Doghouse Cassette" by Throwing Muses, which was recorded by Gary Smith a year earlier and officially released over a decade later, sounds even more raw. |
| trobrianders |
Posted - 11/03/2010 : 07:33:52
While we're on the subject of Come On Pilgrim, can anyone answer me this: Why do Come On Pilgrim and the Purple Tape records sound so different when Come On Pilgrim is supposedly taken directly from the Purple Tape demos? I hardly ever play the Purple Tape cos it doesn't sound anywhere near as good as Come On Pilgrim.
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Ed is the hoo hoo |
| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 11/03/2010 : 06:10:51
quote:
Originally posted by trobrianders
Caribou, Air for gun
I never would have guessed that! I thought it was, And foregone
Japanese leathers - Outstanding interpretation.
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Ed is the hoo hoo
Yup. I thought it was "ere foregone"
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"I want the guy who did this. I want him. I want him bad........" TJ Hooker
-bRIAN |
| trobrianders |
Posted - 11/02/2010 : 22:49:15
Caribou, Air for gun
I never would have guessed that! I thought it was, And foregone
Japanese leathers - Outstanding interpretation.
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Ed is the hoo hoo |
| DruggedBunny |
Posted - 11/02/2010 : 14:00:00
quote:
won't you please fawn over me
I remember an interview from MANY years ago where Charles shot that one down. However...
quote:
I always thought it was "You're into Japanese fast food"
!!!
Wow, I've always thought so too! After going through a few live versions, it sounds much more like "you work in [y'r] Japanese fast food". (I do actually like finding out I've been wrong about little details like this.)
quote:
I had "You work in a Japanese bath club, and drop off your
Japanese leathers"
That is quite, quite awesome.
I also hadn't picked up "haunted loser", thinking it was just "hard loser". "Haunted loser" is really cool.
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| hammerhands |
Posted - 11/02/2010 : 03:45:13
quote:
Originally posted by Carl
quote:
Originally posted by Ziggy
I always thought it was "You're into Japanese fast food"
Yeah... sure I saw that somewhere.
I had "You work in a Japanese bath club, and drop off your
Japanese leathers" |
| pixie punk |
Posted - 11/02/2010 : 02:49:24
Translation of the Spanish lyrics to English done by me here www.aleceiffel.net quote:
Originally posted by Yota
Many thanks for the lyrics. I have always big problems with understanding what Charles is singing. Translation from spanish possible? :)
I'm trying to translate them into polish ... I had a headache, it is so tough.
PUERTO RICO PIXIE |
| Yota |
Posted - 11/02/2010 : 02:01:01
Many thanks for the lyrics. I have always big problems with understanding what Charles is singing. Translation from spanish possible? :)
I'm trying to translate them into polish ... I had a headache, it is so tough. |
| Carl |
Posted - 10/30/2010 : 11:10:08
Wow, this is cool!
Break My Body: 'I'm the haunted loser'... I thought it was either 'Harley' or 'hardy'... think they had it transcribed that way on different sites.
quote:
Originally posted by Ziggy
I always thought it was "You're into Japanese fast food"
Yeah... sure I saw that somewhere. |
| Ziggy |
Posted - 10/30/2010 : 07:35:51
I always thought it was "You're into Japanese fast food" |
| trobrianders |
Posted - 10/29/2010 : 22:36:03
I dedicate my strand cruiser to the memory of her own
Always thought it was roll, like that was some cool surfer move.
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Ed is the hoo hoo |
| coastline |
Posted - 10/29/2010 : 17:29:54
quote:
Originally posted by TRANSMARINE
LEVITATE ME: Won't you please run over me
Always thought it was won't you please fawn over me
Shucks!
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"I want the guy who did this. I want him. I want him bad........" TJ Hooker
-bRIAN
Ditto. |
| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 10/29/2010 : 15:00:53
LEVITATE ME: Won't you please run over me
Always thought it was won't you please fawn over me
Shucks!
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"I want the guy who did this. I want him. I want him bad........" TJ Hooker
-bRIAN |
| trobrianders |
Posted - 10/29/2010 : 12:29:03
quote:
Originally posted by trobrianders
Nimrod's Son
Now my head is clear my roof has walls
My daughter’s pure
My son is tall
Here's one. I always thought the line was 'My sun is tar', which I thought was a great line. 'My son is tall' works too.
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Ed is the hoo hoo |
| DruggedBunny |
Posted - 10/29/2010 : 09:03:48
I knew some of the more obscure lines thanks to 4AD sending me a random collection of lyric sheets on request many years ago, but here they've missed out the one line I couldn't get in Tony's Theme!
quote:
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
[ ---> GAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! <--- ]
I’m racing
Spitfire turning and pop a wheelie burning evil chasing
Also, the Oh My Golly lyrics don't tally with those printed on the cover of Surfer Rosa (on vinyl, can't remember if they're on the CD). And 'rockero' is now 'playero', which I read somewhere as meaning "I'm a beach-goer without a beach"...
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| pixie punk |
Posted - 10/29/2010 : 05:35:42
Finally we see the light! I'm glad I got most of the Spanish translations right for www.aleceiffel.net in the late 90's.It was then that I contacted other pixies sites to correct the other incorrect versions that they had. In Isla de Encanta the line that goes "y un rio de ron pasa por la calle" means (and a river of rum passes thru the street) and in Oh My Golly "yo soy rockero pero no hay playa" means (I'm a rocker but there's no beach).And yes I do believe this is the 1st time the lyrics have been available from an official source.
PUERTO RICO PIXIE |
| billgoodman |
Posted - 10/29/2010 : 04:55:23
this is great!
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