9-9 (Live In Toronto 1983)

Lyrics
[Intro] Steady repetition is a compulsion to travel Now what does that mean? Is there a just contradiction? Nothing much Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord to hesitate [Verse 1] Got to punch Right on target Twisting tongues Got a stripe Down his back All nine yards Down her back [Chorus] Give me a couple Don't give me a couple of pointers Turn to lies and conversation fear [Verse 2] Got to punch Right on target Twisting tongues Got a stripe Down his back All nine yards Down her back [Chorus] Give me a couple Don't give me a couple of pointers Turn to lies and conversation What is in my mind? (Yeah, mind-mind) What is in my mind? What is in my mind? What is? [Intro] Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced Now what does that mean? Is there a just contradiction? Nothing much Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord to hesitate Hesitate [Verse 3] Got to punch Right on target Twist his tongue Got a stripe Down his back All nine yards Down her back [Chorus] Give me a couple Don't give me a couple of pointers Turn to lies and conversation Oh, conversation fear Conversation fear (Fear, conver-, conver-) [Outro] ("Take Control," "Take Control") Uh (What?)
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Credits
- Writers
- Michael Stipe
- Mike Mills
- Peter Buck
- Bill Berry