a radio with guts

it was on the 2nd floor on coronado street

i used to get drunk

and throw the radio through the window

while it was playing, and, of course,

it would break the glass in the window

and the radio would sit there on the roof

still playing

and i'd tell my woman,

"Ah, what a marvelous radio!"

the next morning i'd take the window

off the hinges

and carry it down the street

to the glass man

who would put in another pane.

i kept throwing that radio through the window

each time i got drunk

and it would sit there on the roof

still playing-

a magic radio

a radio with guts,

and each morning i'd take the window 

back to the glass man.

i don't remember how it ended exactly

though i do remember

we finally moved out.

there was a woman downstairs who worked in

the garden in her bathing suit,

she really dug with that trowel

and she put her behind up in the air

and i used to sit in the window

and watch the sun shine all over that thing

while the music played.

I don't want somebody to love me
just give me sex whenever I want it
'cause all I ask for is instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure

You in traffic for all eternity
how could that speed be where you wanna be
said don't you really want instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure

Think that all these folks get laid
do it 'cause the pain is great
what you thinkin anyway?
If drinkin coffee is your idea of really cool
you can't expect no crazy
chick to notice you just sittin there
dreaming instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure

If you want someone a friend to be
guess you'll have to win the
lottery but till then repeat after me
I don't want somebody to love me
just give me sex whenever I want it
'cause all I ask for is instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure
(fading) instant pleasure, instant pleasure
i dont want somebody to love me
i dont want somebody to love me
i dont want somebody to love me
(fading to end)

Saw a silhouette across a fluorescent
Floating overhead, undoing his helmet
Through the murky beams and blue-green sea life
I saw him spinnin' towards the moonlight

I pull him in, he wasn't breathin'
His eyes were wide and I saw two of me there
There's an ugly buzz that hovers just above the quiet
Found a way to make it silent

I'm comin' up for air
I'm comin' up for air
I'm comin' up for air

Air
Air

They hold my hand and ask me to pull through
A voice I know says,
"Dear, he probably can't hear you..."

I'm comin' up for air
Comin' up for air
Comin' up for air