Patti Smith : Radio Ethiopia

Move! Ask the angels who they're calling Go ask the angels if they're calling to thee Ask the angels while they're falling Who that person could possibly be And I know you got the feeling You know, I feel it crawl across the floor And I know it got you reelin' And honey honey the call is for war And it's wild wild wild wild Everybody got the feelin' You know the feeling and it's stronger each day Everybody wants to be reelin' And baby baby I'll show you the way And I know it's hard sometimes You got a piece and hit across the sky And I know it's hard sometimes And world war is the battle cry And it's wild wild wild wild Across the country through the fields You know I see it written 'cross the sky People rising from the highway And war war is the battle cry And it's wild wild wild wild Armageddon, it's gotten No savior jailer can take it from me World ending, it's just beginning And rock and roll is what I'm born to be And it's wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild Ask the angels if they're startin' to move Comin' in droves in from LA Ask the angels if they're starting to groove Lightning as armor and it's today It's wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild

Ain't It Strange

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Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff Oh, don't you know that anyone can join? And they come and they call and they fall on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me? That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange oh oh oh Ain't it strange oh oh oh Come and join me, I implore thee I impure thee, come explore me Oh, don't you know that anyone can come And they come and they call and they crawl on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me? That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange oh oh oh Ain't it strange oh oh oh

True, true, who are you?

Who, who am I?

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Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff Oh, don't you know that anyone can come? And they come and they call and they fall on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me? That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange oh oh oh Ain't it strange oh oh oh Do you go to the temple tonight? Oh no, I don't think so Do you not go to the palace of answers with me Marie? Oh no, I don't think so, no See when they offer me book of gold I know soon still that platinum is coming And when I look inside of your temple It looks just like the inside of anyone one man And when he beckons his finger to me Well, I move in another direction I move in another dimension I move in another dimension oh oh oh I spin, I spiral, and I splatter Hand of God, I feel the finger Hand of God, and I start to whirl And I whirl, and I whirl Don't get dizzy, do not fall now Turn, God, God (strange) Go, go on, go like a dervish Turn, God, (strange) make a move Turn, Lord, (strange) I don't get nervous Oh I just move in another dimension Come move in another dimension Come move in another dimension Come move in another dimension oh oh oh Strange strange Do you go to the temple tonight? Oh no, I don't think so, no We'll go to the pagoda The palace of answers with me, Marie Oh no, I don't believe so, no See when they offer me book of gold I know soon still that platinum is coming And when I look inside of your temple It looks just like the inside of anyone one man And when he beckons his finger to me Well, I move in another dimension I move in another dimension I move in another dimension oh oh oh

Poppies

He's delighted to love me, but you know I just don't know what to say to him. I just don't know Heard it on the radio, it's no good Heard it on the radio, it's news to me When she gets something, it's understood Baby's got somethin' she's not used to Down, down, poppy, yeah Down, down, poppy, yeah Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score Baby wants somethin', she's in the mood to Baby wants somethin', I want more When I don't get it, I get blue, blue Down, down, and it's really comin', really comin' Down, down, poppy, yeah Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score Baby's got somethin', gonna get through, through When I want somethin' I want more Heard it on the radio, there's nothin' I can do do I'm in the mood to And I'm a woman and an individual And I want rockin' real slow I wanna hear it on the radio I wanna hear it, I wanna score (poppies) I wanna hear it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more On the radio, heard it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more

babble

Heard it on the radio Won't be no need for layin' in the road Tonight I'm goin' out, oh yeah Baby got it but baby want more She won't need it any more [babble] Although she was tense and lean in the sun Splintered like a country Gently pulled his finger Everything is soakin' and spread with butter Their flowers on an average [on the seed?] And then they laid her on the table She connected with the inhaler And the needle shiftin' like crazy She was, she was completely still It was like a painting of a vase She just lay there and the gas traveled fast Through the dorsal spine and down and around (I want more) The anal cavity, her cranium (I wanna score) Just, it was really great, man The gas had inflicted her entire spine With the elements of a voluptuous disease With a green vapor, made her feet light Baby want more Baby was it in the closet Baby get it there, baby tag it Baby got it and baby begged for it, baby I don't think (after station) there's any station (I remember when) Quite as interesting to me (baby worship something) As the 12th station (laughin' at the flowers) I tuned in (to the tower) too many centuries Were calling to me And I spin, come down through time Oh, watch them say you're too high And I swim through Hear it on the radio, goddamn in my radio Hear it on the radio, hear it on the radio

babble

One long ecstatic pure sensation Rstriction started excreting, started excreting, ah exhilarating bottomless pit Hey Sheba, hey Salome, hey Venus eclipsin' my way ah Her vessel, every woman is a vessel, is evasive, is aquatic Everyone, silver ecstatic, platinum disk spinning

Pissing In A River

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Pissing in a river, watching it rise

Tattoo fingers shy away from me

Voices voices mesmerize

Voices voices beckoning sea

Come come come come back come back

Come back come back come back Spoke of a wheel, tip of a spoon Mouth of a cave, I'm a slave I'm free When are you coming? Hope you come soon Fingers, fingers encircling thee Come Come Come Come Come Come Come come come come come come for me oh

My bowels are empty, excreting your soul

What more can I give you? Baby I don't know

What more can I give you to make this thing grow?

Don't turn your back now, I'm talking to you Should I pursue a path so twisted? Should I crawl defeated and gifted? Should I go the length of a river (The royal, the throne, the cry me a river) Everything I've done, I've done for you Oh I give my life for you Every move I made I move to you And I came like a magnet for you now What about it? You're gonna leave me! What about it? You don't need me! What about it? I can't live without you! What about it? I never doubted you! What about it? What about it? What about it? What about it? Should I pursue a path so twisted? Should I crawl defeated and gifted? Should I go the length of a river (The royal, the throne, the cry me a river) What about it, what about it, what about it? Oh, I'm pissing in a river

Pumping (My Heart)

Oh I see you stare spiraling up there and ho Oh, into the center of my brain, and baby come, baby go And free the hurricane, oh, I go into the center of the airplane Baby gotta move to the center of my pain And my heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping Upset, total abandon, you know I love you so Total abandon, ooh, walla walla walla Oh I see you stare spiraling up there and ho Oh, into the center of my brain and baby come, baby go And free the hurricane, oh I go into the center of the airplane Baby gotta box in the center of the ring And my heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping Upset, total abandon, you know I love you so Total abandon, ooh wah Oh I go into the center of the airplane Baby gotta go to the center of my brain And my heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping Got no recollection of my past reflection So I'm free to move in the resurrection My heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping My heart pumping, my heart pumping, my heart pumping Coming in the airport, coming in the sea Coming in the garden, got a conscious stream Coming in a washroom, coming on a plane Coming in a force field, coming in my brain And my heart, my heart Total abandon, total abandon, total abandon Total abandon, total abandon, total abandon Total abandon Oh I go into the center of the airplane Baby gotta move to the center of my brain My heart, oh

Distant Fingers

When, when will you be landing? When, when will you return? Feel, feel my heart expanding You and your alien arms All my earthly dreams are shattered I'm so tired I quit Take me forever, it doesn't matter Deep inside of your ship La, la la la la la landing Please, oh oh won't you return? Feel, see your blue lights are flashing You and your alien arms Deep in the forest I whirl like I did as a little girl Let my eyes rise in the sky looking for you Oh you know, I would go anywhere at all 'Cause no star is too far with you, with you La, la la la la la landing Please, oh oh won't you return? Feel, feel my heart expanding You and your alien arms All my earthly dreams are shattered I'm so tired I quit Take me forever, it doesn't matter Deep inside of your ship Land, land Oh I am waiting for you Oh I am waiting for you, oh I am waiting for you Waiting for you to take me up by my starry spine Oh, oh, with your distant fingers Oh I'm waiting for you, waiting for you Oh I am waiting for you

Radio Ethiopia / Abyssinia

Oh I'll send you a telegram Oh I have some information for you Oh I'll send you a telegram Send it deep in the heart of you Deep in the heart of your brain is a lever Oh deep in the heart of your brain is a switch Oh deep in the heart of your flesh you are clever Oh honey you met your match in a bitch Deep in the heart of Deep in the heart of

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There will be no famine in my existence I merge with the people of the hills Oh people of Ethiopia Your opiate is the air that you breathe All those mint bushes around you Are the perfect thing for your system Clean, clean it out You must rid yourself from these, these animal fixations You must release yourself From the thickening blackmail of elephantiasis You must divide the wheat from the rats

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When I see Brancusi His eyes search for the infinite abstract spaces Rude hands of sculptor Now gripped around the neck of a [duosonic] ???

I swear on your eyes no pretty words will sway me

??? Oh look at me aah ??? cannot move ah so much ah everything I am ??? possible Aah ??? Feel so fucked up ??? much too I know I know ??? ??? ??? ??? Tell him to get out of here Go down to the sea ??? if he would just tell me he appreciates Brancusi's ??? space The sculptor's mallet has been taken in place ??? every time I see ???

Chiklets (Bonus Track)

Don't worry we'll find it Keep it really sexy and like dark in a really damp cave Last night last night I woke up from a dream Came face to face with my face facing a tombstone teeth Man called Chiklets came down through the ages The desperate beauty of a middle weight boxer Came beating the forcefield with the elegant grace of a... He was trying to get a perfect grip But there was no absolute grip He was a sailboat, a glass-bottom boat In the bottom of the boat he was coming down through the ages Seeing waxy molten hot liquor spillin' down The two spiny eye, over the village the spinal eye All of his victims find the eye, the tip It was living in his victim like a question mark He hovered over him What do you want from him? What do you want from him? What do you want from him?

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What do you think about it? I think that there was an actual, um... I think there was an actual connection in the cave I just can't imagine, I just can't imagine The connection going down there I can't imagine any connection at all Was it like a, like a boxing ring with gold ropes Soft, very softest most desperate carrot Top, spinning And coming down through the ages Forty-one BC Give yourself a fadeout