From: rgh3@cornell.edu (Ron Henry)
Subject: FAT SKIER LYRICS
Date: Wed, 4 May 1994 06:38:33 -0500

The Fat Skier / 
Throwing Muses (lyrics by Kristin Hersh, except "Pools in Eyes" by Tanya
Donelly)


GAROUX DES LARMES

this is my house, roll out the red carpet
doghead in the window, never was a little girl
have wine, I can't drink yet
day pianos I can't afford yeah yeah yeah

garoux des larmes/delire des larmes
des filles/des joues
filles des larmes/larmes des joues

run run mama
drink till you drop/die till it stops

volee des cloches/vive violence
vouez/vous
vomit/voie
volez/viellard voute

this is my house, roll out the red carpet
hoghead on a ragdoll/never was a little girl

run run mama
drink till you drop

volez/voile
voyon/vierge
vide/vil,vire
vive et germe/vitre


POOLS IN EYES

I called you I told you I guess I always wanted
Is that stupid I'm so untrue that's too bad I can't stop
Found a little squirrel a little dead a little head a little fist
why did I think of you I'll always wonder what he told and
what he meant and that's too bad

you can't see pools in his eyes
you can't see squirrels in your poison

I'm here again alone again I'm talking again
and wanting
I saw the gimp girl today she's walking in between you
she walks circle
spins around you
she lives on looks

on 
where are your legs
where are your her legs

I'll always wonder what she told and
that's too bad

he's a statue and she is broken broken again
he's a statue they say she broke him
she's so broken all out again

you can't see pools in eyes
you can't see me in your poison

I thought this hardness was a shell
It's a hard hard
hard core


A FEELING

I never could see anyone besides you
believe it or not (probably not)

a feeling

sight scent sense sound touch taste you
one time sight mind touch you

a feeling


SOAP AND WATER

It's like atomic theory don't leave me when the train comes
or when we die, don't leave me in another life

If you bring me to the light I can't twist the day
If you over-rate me I won't talk
If you chain me chain me I can't walk
(if you walk me I'll move)

can't we go away, you may bring me in another time
the school closed its doors
I caught three stars and grilled them
pack the jury fill of water
only if they haul her off
she lives on tv, soap and water

she caught three stars and carried them home
in her doghouse she does it sideways
she goes back to her jewel thief
she does it backwards, I don't know her

I live on soap and water
I want a clean me I want a washed hand
I wanna know my feet
my skin is unwashed

I caught a star though


AND A SHE-WOLF AFTER THE WAR

so it's cowboys in flying colors riding home

leave my tears alone it's too funny

it's me and she spilling jewels and collarbones gray
(waste of time now I don't want cold, lonely)

ride by side down the road
and a she-wolf (my face one more square)
don't be afraid, it's my road once more alone

I can see them riding over the hills
cowboy hats are back in, this is the future, after the war
and I don't eat anymore, this is your future

it's me and she spilling jewels and collarbones gray
(Frank Lloyd Wright, try to sleep under a dome under the sky)

side by side down the road
it's my road, once more alone

as a warm gun
thanking her (she makes me dangerous)
blood on our teeth

ready?


YOU CAGE

you cage, you cage
you can sleep me down

once called from above, I sport your love
I spurn your hotel
I wear your hotel
so you own ugly hats, you wear them well
I wish the mood wouldn't hang so low
hang over home, hang so