25th Floor

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Patti Smith Group - Rock

25th Floor

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] We explore the men's room We don't give a shit Ladies' lost electricity Take vows inside of it [Chorus] Desire to dance Too startled to try Wrap my legs 'round you Starting to fly, let's explore Up there, up there, up there On the twenty-fifth floor [Verse 2] Circle all around me Coming for the kill Kill, kill, oh, kill me baby Like a kamikaze Heading for a spill Oh, but it's all spilt milk to me [Chorus] Desire to dance Too startled to try Wrap my legs round you Starting to fly, let's soar Up there, up there, up there On the twenty-fifth floor [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] We do not eat flower or creation We do not eat, eat anything at all Love is, love was, love is a manifestation I'm waiting for a contact to call Love's war, love's cruel, love's pretty Love's pretty cruel tonight I'm waiting here to refuel I'm gonna make contact tonight [Chorus 2] Blood in my heart, night to exploit Twenty-five stories over Detroit And there's more Up there, up there, up there [Bridge] Stoned in space, Zeus, Christ It has always been rock and so it is and so it shall be Within the context of neo-rock (I feel it's swirling around me) We must open up our eyes and seize and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order (I feel it, feeling no pain) (I'm waiting above for you baby) Pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man to reform and transform waste (I know that I'll see you up there) The transformation of waste (I know that and you talk backwards) The transformation of waste (On boundaries over this world) The transformation of waste (I'm waiting above in the sky, dear) The transformation of waste is perhaps the oldest pre-occupation of man Man being the chose alloy, he must be reconnected via shit, at all cost Inherent within us is the dream of the task of the alchemist to create from the clay of man and re-create from excretion of man pure and then soft and then solid gold All must not be art Some art, we must disintegrate

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Credits

Writers
  • Ivan Král
  • Patti Smith