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No pressure over Cappucino - Princes familiar - These are the thoughts -

King of pain

 

3 No pressure over cappucino

And you're like a 90's Jesus

And you revel in your psychosis

How dare you?

 

And you sample concepts like hors-d'oeuvres

And you eat their questions for dessert

And is it just me or is it hot in here?

 

And you're like a 90's Kennedy

And you're really a million years old

You can't fool me

 

They'll throw opinions like rocks in riots

And they'll stumble around like hypocrites

And is it just me or is it dark in here?

 

You may never be or have a husband

You may never have or hold a child

You will learn to loose everything

We are temporary arrangements

 

...

 

And you're like a 90's Noah

And they laughed at you as you packed all your things

 

And they wonder why you're frustrated

And they wonder why you're so angry

Is it just me or are you fed up?

 

...

 

And may God bless you in your travels, in your conquests and queries

 

...

 

 

6 Princes familiar

Please be philosophical

Please be tapped into your femininity

Please be able to take the wheel from me

Please be crazy and curious

 

Papa love your princess so that she will find loving princes familiar

Papa cry for your princess so that she will find gentle princes familiar

 

Please be a sexaholic

Please be unpredictably miserable

Please be self absorbed much (not the good kind)

Please be addicted to some substance

 

Papa listen to your princess so that she will find attentive princes familiar

Papa hear your princess so that she will find curious princes familiar

 

Please be the jerk of my knee I've fit you always

You finish my sentences I think I love you

What is your name again no matter

I'm guessing your thoughts again correctly

And I love the way you press my buttons

So much sometimes I could strangle you

 

Papa laugh with your princess so that she will find funny princes familiar

Papa respect your princess so that she will find respectfull princes familiar

 

Papa love your princess so that she will find loving princes familiar

Papa cry for your princess so that she will find gentle princes familiar

 

Please be strangely enigmatic

Please be just like my

 

9 These are the thoughts

These are the thoughts that go through my head

In my backyard on a sunday afternoon

When I have the house to myself

And I am not expending all that energy on fighting with my boyfriend

 

Is he the one that I will marry?

Then why is it so hard to be objective about myself?

Why do I feel celulary alone? Am I supposed to live in this crazy city?

Can blindly continued fear induced regurgitated life denying tradition be overcome?

 

Where does the money go that I send to those in need?

If we have so much, why do some people have nothing still?

Why do I feel frantic when I first wake up in the morning?

Why do you say you are spiritual?

Yet you treat people like shit

 

How can you say you're close to God?

And yet you talk behind my back as though I'm not a part of you

Why do you say I'm fine when it's obvious I am not?

Why is it so hard to tell you what I want?

Why can't you just read my mind?

 

Why do I feel that the quieter I am the less you will listen?

Why do I care whether you like me or not?

Why is it so hard for me to be angry?

Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck and not the other way around?

 

Will I ever move back to Canada?

Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student and a master?

Why am I encouraged to shut my mouth when it gets too close to home?  

 Why cannot I live in the moment?

 

10 King of pain

There's a little black spot on the sun today

It's the same old thing as yesterday

There's a black hat caught in a high tree top

There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop

 

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end up this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

 

There's a fossil that trapped in a high cliff wall

That's my soul up there

There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall

That's my soul up there

There's a blue whale beached by a springtide's ebb

That's my soul up there

There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web

 

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end up this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

 

There's a king on the throne with his eyes torn out

There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt

There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed

There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

 

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack

There's a blackwinged gull with a broken back

There's a little black spot on the sun today

It's the same old thing as yesterday

 

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end up this reign

But it's my destiny to be the queen of pain

 

Queen of pain

I'll always be queen of pain

I'll always be queen of pain

 

Thanks : Scott Welch, Mark Botting, Andy Proudfoot, E.J. Devokaitis, Ivan Copelan, Tony Villanueva, Sally Conley, Dash Mihok, Glen Ballard, David Campbell, Susie Katayama and my bandmates.

Special Thanks to John Beug and Alex Coletti.

Love To Everyone Reading This...

MTV Thanks : Van Toffler, Judy McGrath, Brian Graden, Ed Paparo, Tom Calderone, Sabrina Silverberg, Shara Kabakow.