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Talking Heads - Hitbreaker 02/1993 - Lifetime Piling Up
Hitbreaker 02/1993
Disc 1
01. Would I Lie to You
02. Do You Belive in Us
03. Romancing a Stone
04. Cold
05. Faithful
06. She’s Playing Hard to Get
07. That’s How I Feel About You
08. Im Gonna Get You
09. Back to the Light
10. Vision of You
11. Precious Form
12. I’ll Keep Your Dreams Alive
13. I Miss You
14. I Need Your Loving
15. Tell Me Where It Hurts
16. Exterminate
Disc 2
01. Iron Lion Zion
02. Sleeping Satellite
03. A Million Love Songs
04. Never Saw a Miracle
05. In My Heart to Stay
06. I’d Die for You
07. Sometimes Love Just Ain’t Enough
08. Highland
09. Alice in Fashionland
10. Arrivederci
11. Call Me
12. Flesh & Blood
13. Good Enough
14. Lifetime Piling Up
15. What About Your Friends
16. If I Ever Fall in Love
I have tried marijuana I get nervous every time
There will come a knockin' at the door
Why is everybody makin' eyes at me?
I don't want to know

Excuse and pardon me
Stay for a while maybe we'll never meet again

And I can see my lifetime piling up, I can see the days turn into nights
I can see the people on the street open those windows up
A hundred floors below me pilin' those houses up
Pilin' them higher, higher, higher I can feel them swayin' back and forth
Building it higher, higher this tower's leaning over

I got bad coordination stuck a pencil in my eye
I can hardly wait to get back home
Why is everybody gettin' paranoid?
I's only havin' fun

Scum bags and superstars tell me your names
I'll make a bet, you're both the same

I can see my lifetime pilin' up reaching from my bedroom to the stars
I can see the house where I was born
When I was growin' up they say that I could never keep my trousers up
I remember days and crazy nights, are there any pirates on this ship?
And if they sober up they? l have us home by morning

Cry, cry, cry it's just you and I
Like an automobile with no one at the wheel
Spinning out of control we're all over the road
In our sexy machine oh, all the passengers scream
Scream, scream

I can see my lifetime pilin' up, I can see it smashin' into yours
It was not an accident at all open your window up I hear you laughin'
Going one two three four five goin' from the bottom to the top
Maybe I'm holding on too tight and now I'm throwin' up
I got a funny feeling pilin' them houses up, pilin' them higher, higher, higher
Building that highway to the stars turning the music up
Hey I got a winning number