Excerpt from Put Your Ear to Stone & Open Your Heart to the Sky

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Excerpt from Put Your Ear to Stone & Open Your Heart to the Sky

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Hey! (Hey!) Hey! (Hey!) Hey! (Hey!) Hey! (Hey!) I'm standing at the sink washing dinner dishes with a plastic sponge I'm standing at the sink washing dinner dishes with a plastic sponge And I'm hearing your words, and seeing ya, but I don't know what you're talking about I'm hearing your words, and seeing ya, but I don't know what you're talking about I'm hearing your words, and seeing ya, but I don't know what you're talking about And if there's one thing that drives me crazy, it's stupidity If there's one thing that drives me crazy, it's stupidity Gotta keep on tryin', 'til I can't keep tryin' no more Gotta keep on tryin', 'til I can't keep tryin' no more And nothing worse could happen than losing everything And nothing worse could happen than losing everything And I ain't got nothing more than my shirts You gotta understand the mood I was in I was down and dirty and mean I was down and dirty and mean And you're nothing, and you're pathetic And you're nothing, and you're pathetic And you're nothing, and you're pathetic I've been to the post office, I'm goin' to the bank And what am I gonna do about callin'? I've been to the post office, I'm goin' to the bank And what am I gonna do about callin'? Anger! Anger! Anger! Anger! Angering me – I'm angry! And I was with him that afternoon And I was with him that afternoon And you were warm and sweet and friendly You were warm and sweet and friendly I opened my heart and talked for hours Vicious, treacherous and deceitful Vicious, treacherous and deceitful How could you be so cruel? The problem with power is you can never know who your enemies are I want out! (I want out!) I want out! (I want out!) I want out! (I want out!) I want out! (I want out!) 'Cos if I'm headed for a heartache, why the hell am I still here? 'Cos if I'm headed for a heartache, why the hell am I still here? An ocean of suffering You ain't my friend no more, and I wish I could make it stick You ain't my friend no more, and I wish I could make it stick I want you to put your ear to stone and open your heart to the sky I want you to put your ear to stone and open your heart to the sky And I can only do that for one second Thank you for the wisdom And then I'm gonna start thinking again about what I said to you And then I'm gonna start thinking again about what I said Drinking my beer Two steps forward and three steps back I'm feeling weak and I just might crack Two steps forward and three steps back I'm feeling weak and I just might crack I'd rather stay home, watching tv, than see anybody I know I'd rather stay home, watching tv, than see anybody I know I'd rather stay home, watching tv, than see anybody I know Tell me why love Tell me why love Is like a ball Is like a ball Is like a ball and chain Is like a ball and chain And you lay it down a little bit And you lay it down a little bit And I wanna change the tv program And I wanna change the tv program I'm waitin' for ya Humphrey Bogart, Rita Hayworth and Sidney Greenstreet on the 4:30 movie Edith __, I could watch you forever But this isn't what I wanna see But this isn't what I wanna see But this isn't what I wanna see Dick __ please come Dick __ please come Shoot it! Shoot it! Shoot it! 'Cos I gotta go! 'Cos I gotta go! 'Cos I gotta go! You're standing by the refrigerator You're standing by the refrigerator You're spooning into your mouth Sara Lee light lush yogurt chiffon cherry pie Spooning into your mouth Sara Lee light lush yogurt chiffon cherry pie You've almost finished the whole aluminum carton all by yourself You've almost finished the whole aluminum carton all by yourself And I want you to play another 'somebody done somebody wrong' song And I want you to play another 'somebody done somebody wrong' song And make me feel it, oh! I wanna drink some more whiskey I wanna drink some more whiskey Smoke another cigarette Smoke some more dope And think about what I was saying to you I just got off the airplane from L.A I just got off the airplane from L.A And my hands are shaking And my hands are shaking I hate cocaine! I hate cocaine! I hate cocaine! 'Cos two days later it makes me feel like I wish I was dead 'Cos two days later it makes me feel like I wish I was dead And it's empty And it's empty And it's empty Cha!

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  • John Giorno