Song Lyrics

Rain King ensures there's nowhere to go
It's jetstream, daydream, cocksure hard-luck show
His lips a fountain
His daylight sparks
He's a shotgun, schoolyard, streetwise, white-hot kid
Little whip-cream, phone call, breakdown, Rain King fist
His mind a countdown
His daydream sparks

I need three years to clear these thoughts, hey
I like to say I knew one true thing
It feels like years and all I've done is fought
And not turned up anything

Little black, take roll and roll, over my bed
I'm waiting here for some reality crease
There's one big-dead end in my head
And not a moment of peace

Crossfire, Rain King, with his Cadillac, kid
Marries every dictionary from his train-yard bliss
His lips a fountain
His daylight sparks
Scattershot image kick forging the real, when
Keeps a steel drum, wedding ring, Pontiac doorknob ten
His mind a countdown
His daylight sparks

Hung up on a speed king nation, caught up on a nail
Hanging tight with time, at least, a little while
Your sister is a beauty when she's naked, like my kid
I'm here in this world, cool world, dreaming of a peaceful kiss

Kim Gordon, Lee M. Ranaldo, Steven Jay Shelley, Thurston Joseph Moore