Pixies - Might As Well Be Gone

You're the chosen one

But I could use a change

Even golden suns

Find the end of their reign

You might as well be gone

You might as well be gone

That's my speech, that's my song

In the street tonight

But the bars are all closed

We could meet tonight

But you're only a ghost

You might as well be gone

You might as well be gone

Yeah you might as well be gone

That's my speech that's my song

You might as well be gone (gone gone)

You might as well be gone (gone gone)

You might as well be gone (gone gone)

Yeah you might as well be gone (gone gone)

That's my speech that's my song

Pixies - All I Think About Now

I try to think about tomorrow
But I always think about the past

About the things that didn't last

If I could go to the beginning
Then for sure I would be another way

Make it better for today

If I could go to the beginning
I would be another way

Make it better for today

Remember when we were happy?
If I'm late can I thank you now?

I'm gonna try anyhow

I remember we were happy
That's all I think about now

That's all I think about now

I remember we were happy
That's all I think about now

If you have any doubt
I want to thank you anyhow

Pixies - Talent

I met this real cool dude today
Looking like Jack Palance
He said I wanna get through to you
And help you find your talent
He said that if I had a certain style
Then stuff would start to happen
He said that soon he was going away
'Cause he's a major talent

Talent - fighting on the Eastside
Talent - taking on the Westside
Talent - fucking up the Northside
He's a major talent

Talent - fighting on the Eastside
Talent - taking on the Westside
Talent - fucking up the Northside
He's a major talent
(I don't know)

I said that he was getting through to me
And I would take his challenge
And maybe soon I'd be going away
'Cause I had certain talents

Talent - fighting on the Eastside
Talent - taking on the Westside
Talent - fucking up the Northside
I'm a major talent

Talent - fighting on the Eastside
Talent - taking on the Westside
Talent - fucking up the Northside

I met this dude today
Down in the sewers of Paris
Was hiding from the sun
What a waste of talent

Pixies - Classic Masher

Saw you coming my way
Put my nose in a book
Some crap that you gave me
Or something that I took

Man, he looked so good
It had to be ooze leather
He's so together
Oozing like I never could

I bet he's a classic masher
He toot-toots when he likes the view
Tête-à-tête with his haberdasher
They talk boots while they're laughing at you

He's playing dumb
You're looking at clothes
Straightening his hat
Mr. Shnook ho-hum

I should've shook his hand
I never used to feel bad
I never felt so blue
Guess I never amused you

I bet he's a classic masher
He toot-toots when he likes the view
Tête-à-tête with his haberdasher
They talk boots while they're laughing at you

I bet he's a classic masher
He toot-toots when he likes the view
Tête-à-tête with his haberdasher
They talk boots while they're laughing at you
(They talk boots while they're laughing at you)
They talk boots while they're laughing at you
(They talk boots while they're laughing at you)
They talk boots while they're laughing at you
(They talk boots while they're laughing at you)
They talk boots while they're laughing at you
(They talk boots while they're laughing at you)