This is a song for Carol
Your into Japanese fastfood
And I drop you off with your Japanese lover
And you're going 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
The days are lit like everyone
Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh
Your bones 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 he tried to molest me in the parking lot
Yep, yep yep YEP!
I make you break
You make me hard
Your Irish skin *
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horses lard
Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine
Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh [3x]
Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh
[* : "Irish" should be "Island" (i.e. "Your Island skin looks Mexican"),]
[as in one of the islands of the Caribbean]
Pixies - Surfer Rosa Album Lyrics
Pixies - Surfer Rosa Lyrics
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Break My Body
I'm the hard looser
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 [3x]
I'm a belly dancer
I'll shake forever and I'll 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 [3x]
Somebody got hurt
Somebody get hurt
Somebody got her
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 [3x]
I'm a belly dancer
I'll shake forever and I'll 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 [3x]
Somebody got hurt
Somebody get hurt
Somebody got her
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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
Oh yeah, I am one happy prick
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
Oh yeah, I am one happy prick
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Broken Face
I got a broken face
I got a
I got a broken face
Uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, ooo
I got a broken face [3x]
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
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face, uh-hu, uh-hu
I got a broken face
There was this man who snapped his poke
In little pieces
And then they drilled holes
And then they put 'em back in there
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face
Uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, ooo
I got a broken face
The little thing who loves my mother
Speaks no English
But if you saw her
You'd say "Hey isn't she lovely"
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a
I got a broken face
Uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, ooo
I got a broken face [3x]
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
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face, uh-hu, uh-hu
I got a broken face
There was this man who snapped his poke
In little pieces
And then they drilled holes
And then they put 'em back in there
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face
Uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, ooo
I got a broken face
The little thing who loves my mother
Speaks no English
But if you saw her
You'd say "Hey isn't she lovely"
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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 [3x]
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Lovely legs there are
What a big black mask
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 [3x]
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
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 [3x]
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic
A big big love
Lovely legs there are
What a big black mask
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 [3x]
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
Writer: KIM DEAL, CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
River Euphrates
Ride, ride, ride, ...
Stuck here out of gas
Out here on the Gaza Strip
From driving in too fast
Let's ride the Tiger down river Euphrates
Ride, ride, ride, ...
Dead sea make it float
One sip from the salty wine
Dead sea make you choke
Let's ride the Tiger down river Euphrates
Stuck here out of gas
Out here on the Gaza Strip
From driving in too fast
Let's ride the Tiger down river Euphrates
Ride, ride, ride, ...
Dead sea make it float
One sip from the salty wine
Dead sea make you choke
Let's ride the Tiger down river Euphrates
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Where Is My Mind?
Ooh, stop
With your feet on the air
And your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse
If there's nothing in it
And then you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
I was swimmin' in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind a rock
Except the little fish
Bumped into me
I swear he was trying
To talk to me coy koi
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
With your feet on the air
And your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
Ooh
With your feet on the air
And your head on the ground
Ooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
With your feet on the air
And your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse
If there's nothing in it
And then you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
I was swimmin' in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind a rock
Except the little fish
Bumped into me
I swear he was trying
To talk to me coy koi
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
With your feet on the air
And your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
Ooh
With your feet on the air
And your head on the ground
Ooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
Writer: Charles Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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 kissin' 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're dying
P I X I E S
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
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 kissin' 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're dying
P I X I E S
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
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Tonys 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
Gu-gu-gu-Gimme a scream
Give me, give me the theme
Of Tony
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
I am Tony, super bicycle Tony, I'm racing
Spitfire turn and pop a wheelie, burn and evil chasing
I'm waving bye, bye, bye, bye, bye
I got a card in my spokes
I'm practicing 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, I cut my grass like I'm told
AFTER CLASSES!
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
To-ny
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
Gu-gu-gu-Gimme a scream
Give me, give me the theme
Of Tony
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
I am Tony, super bicycle Tony, I'm racing
Spitfire turn and pop a wheelie, burn and evil chasing
I'm waving bye, bye, bye, bye, bye
I got a card in my spokes
I'm practicing 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, I cut my grass like I'm told
AFTER CLASSES!
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny, To-ny
To-ny
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Oh My Golly!
Entro las Pinones y la ola es pequena,
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 playero 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!
Esto no es mas, que vida!
Oh my golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa
[Translation:]
I enter Pinones and the wave is small,
Oh my golly!
Let's go to the caribbean moon,
Oh my golly!
Kissing and f*cking with surfer rosa,
Oh my golly!
His wood is gone,
Oh my golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa
I'm a beach goer but there's no beach,
Oh my golly!
Very lost the surfer rosa,
Oh my golly!
Total life is shitty shitty.
Oh my golly!
This ain't more,what a life!
Oh my golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa
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 playero 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!
Esto no es mas, que vida!
Oh my golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa
[Translation:]
I enter Pinones and the wave is small,
Oh my golly!
Let's go to the caribbean moon,
Oh my golly!
Kissing and f*cking with surfer rosa,
Oh my golly!
His wood is gone,
Oh my golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa
I'm a beach goer but there's no beach,
Oh my golly!
Very lost the surfer rosa,
Oh my golly!
Total life is shitty shitty.
Oh my golly!
This ain't more,what a life!
Oh my golly!
Rosa oh oh oh Rosa
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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!
[Translation:]
I was thinking surviving with my sister in New Jersey,
She told me it's a good life there,
Very good very nice, Here I Go! Jerk off!
We'll keep well bred,
We'll stay well fed,
We'll have our sons,
They will be all well hung.
They'll come and play,
Their friends will say,
Your daddy's rich,
Your mamma's a pretty thing.
That maid Maria she's really O.K.
Vamos a jugar por la playa [5x]
[Let's go play by the beach]
I keep getting friends,
Looking like lesbians,
If we get bored,
We'll move to California.
They'll come and play,
Their friends will say,
Your daddy's rich,
Your mamma's a pretty thing.
That maid Maria she's really O.K.
Vamos a jugar por la playa [5x]
Ella me dijo que es una vida buena alla,
Bien rica bien chevere, Y voy! Puneta!
[Translation:]
I was thinking surviving with my sister in New Jersey,
She told me it's a good life there,
Very good very nice, Here I Go! Jerk off!
We'll keep well bred,
We'll stay well fed,
We'll have our sons,
They will be all well hung.
They'll come and play,
Their friends will say,
Your daddy's rich,
Your mamma's a pretty thing.
That maid Maria she's really O.K.
Vamos a jugar por la playa [5x]
[Let's go play by the beach]
I keep getting friends,
Looking like lesbians,
If we get bored,
We'll move to California.
They'll come and play,
Their friends will say,
Your daddy's rich,
Your mamma's a pretty thing.
That maid Maria she's really O.K.
Vamos a jugar por la playa [5x]
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Im Amazed
[Kim deal:]
...girls and f*cked 'em at school
All I know is that
There were rumours he was into field hockey players
There were rumours
[Black Francis:]
- So I applied basically
[Kim deal:]
- He was gone the next day
[Black Francis:]
- I went off with the team
[Kim deal:]
It's like -he was go- they just like
It was like so hush hush
They were so... quiet about it
And then the next thing you know...
The day before that I was wed
She went upstairs and she cut her hair (away)
I'm amazed [3x]
And when I was a little boy
A ball of string my favorite toy
I'm amazed [3x]
Before I died, I took my Honda
And packed it up up up to Arizona
I'm amazed [3x]
I am amazed
...girls and f*cked 'em at school
All I know is that
There were rumours he was into field hockey players
There were rumours
[Black Francis:]
- So I applied basically
[Kim deal:]
- He was gone the next day
[Black Francis:]
- I went off with the team
[Kim deal:]
It's like -he was go- they just like
It was like so hush hush
They were so... quiet about it
And then the next thing you know...
The day before that I was wed
She went upstairs and she cut her hair (away)
I'm amazed [3x]
And when I was a little boy
A ball of string my favorite toy
I'm amazed [3x]
Before I died, I took my Honda
And packed it up up up to Arizona
I'm amazed [3x]
I am amazed
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Brick Is Red
A fist is fast
And Jimmy's 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 frayed color of ice
And Jimmy's 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 frayed color of ice
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Surfer Rosa is the debut studio album by the American alternative rock band Pixies, released in March 1988 on the British label 4AD. It was produced by Steve Albini. Surfer Rosa contains many of the elements of Pixies' earlier output, including Spanish lyrics and references to Puerto Rico. It includes references to mutilation and voyeurism alongside experimental recording techniques and a distinctive drum sound.
As 4AD was an independent label, distribution in the United States was handled by British label Rough Trade Records; however, it failed to chart in either country. Only one single was released, a rerecorded version of "Gigantic", and reached number 93 on the UK Singles Chart. Surfer Rosa was rereleased in the US by Elektra Records in 1992, and in 2005 was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America.
Surfer Rosa is often included on critics' lists of the best rock albums. Alternative rock artists including Billy Corgan and PJ Harvey have cited it as an inspiration; it was an influence on Nirvana's 1993 album In Utero, which Albini also produced.
Genre(s):
Alternative rock, indie rock, art punk, grunge As 4AD was an independent label, distribution in the United States was handled by British label Rough Trade Records; however, it failed to chart in either country. Only one single was released, a rerecorded version of "Gigantic", and reached number 93 on the UK Singles Chart. Surfer Rosa was rereleased in the US by Elektra Records in 1992, and in 2005 was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America.
Surfer Rosa is often included on critics' lists of the best rock albums. Alternative rock artists including Billy Corgan and PJ Harvey have cited it as an inspiration; it was an influence on Nirvana's 1993 album In Utero, which Albini also produced.
Length: 34:07
Released: March 21st, 1988
Year: 1988