Lyrics > Heavy Trash – The Pill


Writers: Jon Spencer & Matt Verta-Ray
Published: Patricia Ann Music / Marsupial Parlay Vous (BMI)
From: Favoritenserie No. 2
Transcribed: Pop Catastrophe
Notes: This track also appears on Midnight Soul Serenade.
Back Off
Bad Boy
Be-Bop-A-Lula
Bedevilment
Bloodshot Eyes
Bug Bite Daddy
Bumble Bee
Chopt Face
Christmas In Königstein
Crazy Pritty Baby
Crying Tramp
Dark Hair'd Rider
Double Line
Dour Festival Song
The Female Form (Live)
Fix These Blues
Flip Script
Gatorade
Gee, I Really Love You
Get My Rocks Off
Good Hair
Good Man
'Hi-Hat'
Hold Me Tight
The Hump
I Don't Mind
I'll Change My Style
In My Heart
I Want Oblivion
I Want Refuge
Isolation
Jibber Jabber
Juanito
Justine Alright
Kissy Baby
Kloi
Leave That Junk Alone
Liebe Auf Den Ersten Blick
Lonely
'Lonely Nights'
The Loveless
Lover Street
Mr. K.I.A.
Nervis
No Fun / The Model
Out Demon Out
Outside Chance
Panik
The Pill
Pimento
Pork Chop
Punk Rock Mama
Pure Gold
Say Yeah
She Baby
(Sometimes You Got to Be) Gentle
Stealin'
Sweet Little Bird
Sweet, Sweet Girl
Take My Hand
That Ain't Right
That's What Your Love Gets
They Were Kings
This Day Is Mine
Trouble
Under The Waves
Walking Bum
Way Out
We Got To Go
Wet Book
Wheel of Fortune
Yeah Baby
You Can't Win
You Got What I Need
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She called herself Betty, She were black jeans and a feather in her hair like an Indian
I took the pill and slipped it underneath my tongue
You took yours and passed me the bottle

The hotel bedspread was a mess of colours, Looked like somebody had thrown-up
Outside, day was coming in
Betty had long hair on her forearms
And a tattoo of the Neubauten logo on the back of her right shoulder

My jaw ached from grinding my teeth
You and betty just laughed and laughed
I looked at you and you looked at her
I felt sick to my stomach
You nudged me in the ribs, caught me eye and gave me a wink
The colours on the bed spread began to move
Together we begin to swim inside out

How I wish that I could feel that sound always
You know, around all time baby, so lonely, ah
That we’d get so far out, far away, always, always

There was a knock at the door
I was so messed up
It was so late
I was convinced that we shouldn’t move
But the music was so loud

How I wish that I could feel that sound always
You know, around all time baby, so lonely, yeah
oh my, got to get so far out, far away, always, always, always

It was then I realised that I couldn’t go back
The telephone rang, it was the front desk
You’ve just got to tap your heels together and say that
“There’s no place like home, There’s no place like home”
I don’t have that kind of power

Never did see Betty again
There’s no place like home
And the years went by

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