LAURIE ANDERSON - HOME OF THE BRAVE

Smoke Rings

Standby. You're on the air.
Buenos noches Senores y Senoras. Bienvenidos.
La primera pregunta es: Que es mas macho,
pineapple o knife?
Well, let's see. My guess is that a pineapple is more
macho than a knife. Si! Correcto!
Pineapple es mas macho que knife.
La segunda pregunta es: Que es mas macho,
lightbulb o schoolbus?
Uh, lightbulb?
No! Lo siento, Schoolbus es mas macho que lightbulb.
Gracias. And we'll be back in un momento.

Well I had a dream and in it
I went to a little town
And all the girls in town were named
Betty.
And they were singing:
Doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo.

Ah desire! It's cold as ice
And then it's hot as fire.
Ah desire! First it's red
And then it's blue.
And everytime I see an iceberg
It reminds me of you.
Doo doo doo doo doo.
Doo doo doo doo doo
Que es mas macho iceberg or volcano?

Get the blanket from the bedroom
We can go walking once again.
Down in the bayou
Where our sweet love first began.

I'm thinking back to when I was a child
Way back to when I was a tot.
When I was an embryo
A tiny speck. Just a dot.
When I was a Hershey bar
In my father's back pocket.

Hey look! Over there! It's Frank Sinatra
Sitting in a chair. And he's blowing
Perfect smoke rings
Up into the air. And he's singing:
Smoke makes a staircase for you
To descend. So rare.

Ah desire!
Ah desire!
Ah desire! So random So rare
And everytime I see those smoke rings
I think you're there.
Que es mas macho staircase o smoke rings?

Get the blanket from the bedroom
We can go walking once again.
Down in the boondocks
Where our sweet love first began.

Ooo I'm gonna follow you.
Out in the swamps and into town.
Down under the boardwalk
Track you down.

Doo doo doo doo doo. (x4)

White Lily

What Fassbinder film is it? The one-armed
Man walks into a flower shop and says:
What flower expresses
Days go by
And they just keep going by endlessly
Pulling you
Into the future.
Days go by
Endlessly
Endlessly pulling you
Into the future.
And the florist says:
White Lily.

Late Show

L-L-L
L-L-Listen
Listen T-
L-L-
Listen to my hearbeat.

Talk Normal

I don't know about your dreams
But mine are sort of hackneyed.
Same thing, night after night.
Just...repetitive.
And the color is really bad -
And the themes are just infantile.
And you always get what you want -
And that's just not the way life is

First National Bank? I love it!
New Hat? Forget it!
Moby Dick? Never read it!

I came home today
And both our cars were gone.
And there were all these new pink
Flamingoes arranged in star patterns
All over the lawn.
Then I went into the kitchen
And it looked like a tornado had hit.
And then I realized I was in the wrong
House.

Last night I had that dream again.
I dreamed I had to take a test
In a Dairy Queen on another planet.
And then I looked around
And there was this woman.
And she was making it all up.
She was writing it all down.

And she was laughing.
She was laughing her head off.
And I said: Hey!
Give me that pen!

I turned the corner in Soho today and someone
Looked right at me and said: Oh No!
Another Laurie Anderson clone!
And I said: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! (x2)

Language is a Virus

Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much
Better.

I saw this guy on the train
And he seemed to gave gotten stuck
In one of those abstract trances.
And he was going: "Ugh...Ugh...Ugh..."

And Fred said:
"I think he's in some kind of pain.
I think it's a pain cry."
And I said: "Pain cry?
Then language is a virus."

Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!

Well I was talking to a friend
And I was saying:
I wanted you.
And I was looking for you.
But I couldn't find you. I couldn't find you.
And he said: Hey!
Are you talking to me?
Or are you just practicing
For one of those performances of yours?
Huh?

Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!

He said: I had to write that letter to your mother.
And I had to tell the judge that it was you.
And I had to sell the car and go to Florida.
Because that's just my way of saying (It's a charm.)
That I love you. And I (It's a job.)
Had to call you at the crack of dawn (Why?)
And list the times that I've been wrong.
Cause that's just my way of saying
That I'm sorry. (It's a job.)

Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!

Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much (It's a shipwreck,)
Better. (It's a job.)

You know? I don't believe there's such
a thing as TV. I mean -
They just keep showing you
The same pictures over and over
And when they talk they just make sounds
That more or less synch up
With their lips.
That's what I think!

Language! It's a virus! (x3)

Well I dreamed there was an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me!

Because they all lived on an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me! Why?

Paradise is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much better.

Radar

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Sharkey's Night

Sun's going down
Like a big bald head
Disappearing behind the boulevard.

It's Sharkey's night.
It's Sharkey's night tonight.

And the manager says:
Sharkey? He's not at his desk right now
Could I take a message?

Hey Kemosabe!
Long time no see
Hey Sport -
You connect the dots!
You pick up the pieces!

Well I drove down to Big D.C.
And I walked into Room 1003
And there they were
The Big Boys.
And they were talking
Big B
Little O
Little M
Silent B
They were saying:
Let's teach those robots how to play hardball.
Let's teach those little fellas a little gratitude.

Hey!
What's that big noise from the sky?
Sounds like thunder -
Nope.
Sounds like the Fourth of July -
Nope...Wrong again.
You know? It's just those angels walking
They're clomping around again
Wearing those big clumsy shoes
We got for them

Well deep
In the heart
Of darkest America
Home of the Brave

Well HA
HA
HA
You've already paid
For this
Listen to my heart
Beat.

Credit Racket

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