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Soundgarden - Screaming Life lyrics



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01. Hunted Down

Music by Soundgarden
Lyrics by Chris Cornell
They saw you today as you were leaving
And they run to hunt you down
Dogs lead the chase as you are bleeding
They run to hunt you down

Your narrow escape
Has wiped the smile right from your face
Those starved dogs howling
Run to hunt you down

You smile as you look in the mirror
Tears have left your eyes
Your face has a different exterrior
Permanent disguise

Your narrow escape
Has wiped the smile right from your face
Those starved dogs howling
Run to hunt you down

I said run just to hunt you down
Right now, right now, right now, right now

02. Entering

Music by Soundgarden
Lyrics by Chris Cornell
I'm entering
Without a sound
I'm entering
On wings I've found
A million miles
Of covered ground
I'm entering, entering yeah
Well I'm entering

I'm entering
Without a sound
I'm entering
On wings I've found
A million miles
Of covered ground
I'm entering, I'm entering yeah
Well I'm entering, yeah, yeah

I'm entering
Bleeding hearts, two lights, goodness, stable
Glass on bars won't hold me back
Without a sound
Or a thought
I'm entering
I'm entering

Oh yeah without a sound
I'm entering, entering
On wings I've found
A million, million miles, a million miles
Well I'm entering, entering, entering, entering, entering, entering yeah

03. Tears To Forget

Music by Soundgarden
Lyrics by Chris Cornell
These tears to remember
These tears to forget
When I try to cry one
These tears do forget you

I suckle life
Its love and its beauty
Well I scream from life
Its honor and its beauty

These tears to remember
These tears to forget
When I try to cry one
These tears they do forget you

I suckle life
Its love and its beauty
Well I scream from life
Its honor and its beauty

Remember, forget

04. Nothing To Say

Music by Soundgarden
Lyrics by Chris Cornell
Nothing, nothing, nothing but the one thing

Someone said my words are out of balance
Nothing to say, you've got nothing to say
Dying words I bury everyday
Nothing to say, I've got nothing to say
Nothing but the one thing

You've got nothing, nothing to say
Nothing but the one thing

Big bad word spell it with four letters
Nothing to say, you've got nothing to say
Oh my God, your words are out of balance
Nothing to say, you've got nothing to say
Nothing but the one thing
Nothing, nothing

You've got nothing, nothing to say
Nothing but the one thing

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

05. Little Joe

Music by Soundgarden
Lyrics by Chris Cornell
Little Joe, run for the border
Leave your home, leave your mother and father
Go to where the reptiles roam
On the side of the border that is your home

Little Joe, eyes of your lover look back on you
As you run for cover
Those sticks and fire, sticks and fire, won't break your bones
It is a lie

Little Joe, just like your father
Your eyes will water, your guts will splatter
Those sticks and fire, sticks and fire, won't break your bones
It is a lie

Litle Joe, run for the border
Leave your whole home, leave your mother and father
Go to where the reptiles roam
They're waiting for you little Joe

Little Joe run for the border
Leave your home, leave your mother and father
Go to where the reptiles roam
On the side of the border that is your home

Little Joe, just like your father
Your eyes will water, your guts will splattter
Those sticks and fire, sticks and fire, won't break your bones
It is a lie

06. Hand Of God

Music by Soundgarden
Lyrics by Chris Cornell
Now I would like friends if this evening
We should stand there with all other of God's
Creatures on the curbstone and watch this
March of time. Let us take our stand with them
And as we stand there I here one of them whispering
He is a Hebrew sage, he says 'vanity of vanities the
Whole thing is a vain parade. It has no meaning'

The hand of God lays high above me
I'll be so good if you really love me
Let me feel your mighty crunch
As you rub me out like water, fire, coal, etc.

Let it be known today, if you got two hands
You're supposed to pray
Fingers of fire, coal, and lead
Fondly love me 'til I'm dead

The hand of God is thick and callous
Bruised and torn from stones and sticks
The hand of God has got a ring about the size of Texas
Made of sweet, smelly stuff
My fingers never smell

Let me try on your hand and see if it fits
Don't worry I won't touch anything unholy with it
Let it be known today, if you got two hands
You're supposed to pray