Pere Ubu Lyrics
Saint Arkansas
(2002)



The Fevered Dream of Hernando DeSoto

In the midday sun Saint Arkansas
The mighty road US 49 wrote 'Not Fade Away.'

In the cool of the shade
Helena Bridge
How do you know?
Why do you tease Lula so
DeSoto?
de soto voce.

I don't want to know why I need you if I love you
I don't want to know why I've lost you if I love you
I don't want to know why I miss you if I love you
I don't want to know why I found you if I love you.

In the withered heart
The modern man
Is there no hope to find
That some things are worthy?
Worthy holy or true?

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Slow Walking Daddy

I wear a suit
Honey I wear a tie
I'm gonna look good each
And every day I say goodbye
I love that highway US 322.

Six miles south of Meadville
All bare cinderblocks
Sitting there is Moose Lodge 2505
Outside there's a sign that says
Good Cod Dinner Fridays $5.95
Good Steakeye Dinner Saturdays $5.95
It says Welcome
You are welcome.

To the crazy green
The midsummer nowhere
Mr In-Between is showing up fair
Four-square
I love that highway US 322.

I saw stars
Strange constellations
Trapped inside blackness
Neverending night
Seen through the pearly luminescence of shatterproof glass
Framed by the wrong side of green velour
Maybe it felt like home
Maybe for just a little while.

I love that road
I love the way it yields to me
It sorta breathes and whispers my name
That's how it feels
I love that highway US 322.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Michele

I am an eraser
The sheet is nearly white
Something still nags at me
It's a smear of graphite
I think it might be you
Or something you said.

I am an eraser
I will rewrite and recast
Nothing can haunt the future
of my fabulous past.

My baby done told me
I have been informed
Nothing would hurt me
if I had never been born.

I am an eraser
My mind is a blank
I wish I could recall
the one I must thank.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


333

I don't care what people say
TV says it's gonna be the way
I guess they oughta know.

Make a man a boy fish or fool
Info Babe is gonna play it cool
My home is on the moon.

I'm just passing through this town
Busted pier with a gang of clowns
I guess they like the view.

The sun comes up
An open can of beans
I gotta say just what it.

My home is on the moon
Any day now hope will come to me.

Born to cry when I gotta laugh
I'm shooting fish in a pearly bath
They think I'm keeping score.

Sky is up
The sea is glue
I've got a notion that will stick to you.

My home is on the moon.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Hell

Mercy
Mercy me
I'm in hell
Or so it seems.

My eyes are dim
I cannot see
It feels like the earth has been raised up
to swallow in on me.

Water my earth with no tears
Tell passersby just to kick the dust around
It's in hell
That I am bound.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Lisbon

At Nervous Charlie's Fireworks & Beer
My baby told me she will not drink whiskey
Its dark liquid flame does not appeal to her
I have been informed
She will not be warmed.

In Lisbon it seems
There was a carful of dreams
All of them nameless
Some of them shameless.

My baby done told me she does not feel frisky
I have been informed
She will not be warmed
by dark liquid eyes
which do not appeal to her.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Steve

Au clare de lune
A monstrous spittoon
hangs in the air
Time moves slowly
and chases each moment
Each shaped discretely
Each one a bead
So many beads on the string that binds me to you.

My brother Danny
works in a zoo
He travels there daily
for something to do
He chases each moment
Each shaped discretely
Each one a bead
So many beads on the string that binds me.

Time began to move so slow
I could see each moment like it was a bead.

She used to say Dear
Talk to me please
I'd say to her
My mind is a bank
So many pearls to keep
She said Cut the crap honey
that binds me
That binds me to you.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Phone Home Jonah

I lost my will by the side of the road
It flew out the window like a bird before the rain
Up on Crystal Hill I will be crawling around
In the dust on my belly when the sun goes down.

Memory of you is like the mist on a river
Like the hard luck story of an indian giver
It follows me around just to dog my trail
How much longer can you stand to fail?

How hard are you?

I thought I could run
I thought I could hide
I thought I mighta hitched one helluva ride
Phone home Jonah from the belly of the whale
Hang on buddy I shoulda knowed.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Where's The Truth

Take my heart
Take my hand
Take my whole world
I cannot help it if I fall in love
Some things are not meant to be.

Like that river flows
Flows into the sea
So that river goes
Some things are not meant to be.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.


Dark

My friends don't understand me
My wife begins to fear
that I've lost some sense of balance
and I've lost the will to live.

And the radio AM radio
The radio will set you free.

I drive into the wilderness
I drive to fill a sense of purpose
I drive to find a perfect world
where I hope to build a house.

I drive because I do what I want
I drive because I was born to drive
I drive because every ghost town rising in the dust
feels like a home to me.

I drive to close an open wound
I drive just to be alone
I drive to hear Tom Dooley swearing to his faith
that must be nearly gone.

I drive to find a river's edge
I drive to hear a woman crying
I drive because I want to
I agree to pay the price.

I drive to feed the ring of fire
I drive to be a one who knows
I drive to hear a worried man
recount the things he always wanted to be.

I drive because the angels fly
I drive because I fear the coming of the night
The fearsome night
I agreed to pay the price.

Writers: Herman - Mehlman - Temple - Thomas - Wheeler
©2002 Ubu Projex.