MAX Q - Lyrics

Produced by Michael Hutchence and Ollie Olsen
Co-Written by Michael Hutchence*
Vocals by Michael Hutchence

Releases
LP - 82014-1 ATLANTIC/US
LP - 838 942-1 MERCURY/UK
LP - 465906-1 CBS/AUSTRALIA
LP - 29213 POLYGRAM/ARGENTINA PROMO PS (SPANISH SLV)
CD - 82014-2 ATLANTIC/US
CD - 838 942-2 MERCURY/UK
CD - 465906-2 CBS/AUSTRALIA
CD - ALCB-38 ALFA/JAPAN
CASS - 82014-4 ATLANTIC/US
CASS - 82014-4 ATLANTIC/US PROMO
CASS - 820 144-7 WEA/CANADA PS
CASS - 838 942-4 MERCURY/UK
CASS - 465906-4 CBS/AUSTRALIA

Tracklist
Sometimes 5:31
Way Of The World 4:05
Ghost of the Year 4:16
Everything* 4:48
Concrete* 5:13
Zero 2 0* 1:33
Soul Engine* 3:50
Buckethead 4:00
Monday Night by Satellite 3:34
Tight* 3:38
Ot-Ven-Rot* 5:17
Sometimes (Rock House Extended) 5:45 (Japan Only)
Way Of The World (12" Mix) 4:37 (Japan Only)
Zero-2-O (Todd Terry Mix)* 4:20 (Japan Only)
Ghost Of The Year (Todd Terry Mix) 4:23 (Japan Only)

All lyrics reproduced with kind permission of CIL

Sometimes (5:31)

Sometimes I can't believe my brain
And sometimes I can't believe my brain
And sometimes, you gotta take a chance on yourself
Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind
Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind

Sometimes I can't believe your brain
And sometimes, I can't believe your brain
And sometimes you gotta take a chance on yourself
And sometimes you gotta take a chance on yourself

Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind

Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind

Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind

Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind

Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind

Cause when the power strikes you blind
They can see it in your eyes
And it doesn't take too much to read
Too much to read your mind


Way Of The World (4:05)

You are born into this world
Looking down the barrel of a gun
And those who hold the gun
Want you to work fast and die young
And if you dont' work
If you don't obey
They'll make you live in fear till your dying day
Those who govern hold the gun
To your head
With religions, corporations proud of the blood
They have shed

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

And the corpoate snakes coming in to feed
On that pathetic fact known as human greed
Skin and bone being raked over those hot coals
This dump never seems to give time to human soul

And if all those things that we have learnt
No time for questions you'll just get burnt
(Listen) You'll just get burnt

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

And those words crush you flat
Like your skulls under a brick
And the fear's so damn strong
That it makes you sick
And you can see right through those eyes
That make you fear, that make you lie

And you're taught to hold high
Yet you wonder why
Dumb values forced upon you by the
Living lie

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name

Whether it's God or the bomb
It's just the same
It's only fear under another name


Ghost of the Year (4:16)

I'm counting on you
To count my blessings
I'm counting on you
To count the fingers on my hand
That's the amount of time I've got
I'll always feel drowned and I'll always be around
I'll always feel drowned and I'll always be around

And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)

New message from the airwaves
One saved one alive
A new message hits my brain
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive I'm somebody today

There's a great deal of fear inside
That I'm right in my conclusions
A great deal of pain inside
And I'm supposed to be alright

And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)

Down on the street
To search for feel
The people on the street, they make me real
So, I'm counting on you
To count my blessings
I'm counting on you
To count the fingers on my hand
That's the amount of time I've got

And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)
And now they want to crown me (for the ghost of the year)


Everything* (4:48)

This is a message from innerspace
This is a message from me to you face to face
The continuity of all you gave
Time to undo the shakles of a slave
And

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything

Here comes positivity cruisin on a wave
We've got every dream recorded
Loaded up and ready to save
Feed off that power that's in your dreams
Mass total energy from things unseen
And

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything

Ignore the architect of our dreams
Spinning the wheel with thought unseen
Part of the whole ignorance removes the soul
And it sends it scurrying blindly
Off to dig it's hole
And

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything

Here comes positivity cruisin on a wave
We've got every dream recorded
Loaded up and ready to save
Feed of that power that's in your dreams
Mass total energy from things unseen
And

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything


Concrete* (5:13)

I'm sitting in a bar
Staring at the universe that's in my drink
The motion of my straw
Is stirring anti-clockwise in the glass

I recall the moments...well
And I raise my glass to you
You held me in your arms
And saved me from despair

And as I'm older and more stupid
The years have etched stupidity into my skull
I condemn my foolishness
And I raise my glass to you

Yeah, the world is packed with murderers and madmen
They promised us a slow, slow death
Those who torture with a smile
I don't like their idea of business at all

And in this drink I see my momentary freedom
But I know the smell of my own prison
Yes, I know it well
I know the smell of me (Fascination won't change my mind)

I hear those telephones ringing
Everybody wants out
Ring...all those sleepless nights
And those wailing phones won't set things right

Such a state of disorder
Go one way, two ways, four
Anyway, our feet are still cramped
Oh sure, it's a concrete idea
You can say what you want
Fascination, won't change my mind
You can say what you want
Fascination, won't change my mind

Won't change my mind


Zero 2 0* (1:33)
(Instrumental)

Soul Engine* (3:50)

We were talking
While driving at night
Talking about freedom
Freedom in golden cages
Illusions...some call them dreams

Someone said, "Do the words make a difference"
She said, "Never underestimate your soul"

We took to the highway in a car full of dreams

You bought your freedom
In golden cages
Some people call dreams
You bought your freedom in golden cages
Some people call dreams

If you strip everything away
What are you left with
You're left with nothing
If you took away your big black cat
Would there be anything at all
Your hats and furs and diamond rings
Don't mean a thing
And those chains you got around your neck
They're just pulling you down

Walk naked to me
Walk naked to me
Walk naked to me

You bought your freedom in golden cages
Some people call dreams
You bought your freedom in golden cages
Some people call dreams
You bought your freedom in golden cages
Some people call dreams
You bought your freedom in golden cages
Some people call dreams


Buckethead (4:00)

Sometimes you feel like hell
And your whole world is hell as well
Sometimes you feel just like
All you can do is sleep

There's an eyeball on your shoulder
And Lord it's been there such a long time
And you can't escape this feeling
Though there's nothing there wrong

There's a monitor where the mind once was
An aircraft passes overhead
Resounds like rain in the bucket of my head
Bones just like gun's
Marching off to bore
Some sizable holes holes in this suit of skin

Sometimes you feel like hell
And your whole world is hell aswell
Somtimes you feel just like
All you can do is sleep

I know that sickness is here
Come on and buy your own disease
Cause were the product of the product
Can't turn but to rot

There's a monitor where the mind once was
An aircraft passes overhead
Resounds like rain in the bucket of my head
Bones just like guns
Marching off to bore
Some sizable holes in this suit of skin


Monday Night by Satellite (3:34)

You stained my chair
I stained your dress
People think we're brats
But I think we're pretty smart

Monday night by satellite
I'm walking through your dreams
Life's so strange when we're together
But I feel like we're twins

Oh, the will
To carry on
The time is short
But I have the time

Monday night by satellite
I'm walking through your dreams
Life's so strange when we're together
But I feel like your twin

If I were to spend my whole life over
I'd spend it with you
Monday night by satellite
I love you

Oh yeah, Monday night
Monday night
Monday night
By satellite, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Tight* (3:38)

Hold tight
Nothing missing
Look around
Pupil's glisten
Can you listen?
Or is it that
You've learnt too much
What's your limit

Teeth are clenched, chords in the neck are tense
Sometimes it seems to make no sense
And don't you cry

You know you've heard a pack of lies

So hold tight
And don't you cry

Hold tight
Yeah I can see you
You got it all under your skin
Turn around where you stand
Everybody take aim at adversity

Teeth are clenched, chords in the neck are tense
Sometimes it seems to make no sense
And don't you cry

You know you've heard a pack of lies

So hold tight
And don't you cry

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hold tight
I got your message
I got it all
And there's no limit
The travel between our dreams
Has not come to an end
So let's keep up
Our holy alliance

Teeth are clenched, chords in the neck are tense
Sometimes it seems to make no sense
And don't you cry

You know you've heard a pack of lies

So hold tight
And don't you cry

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Ot-Ven-Rot* (5:17)

This bruised brain can only take so much heat
This mind has been used as a skittle in a dust bowl
A wrecking of the soul turned over and spewed out
Carried away ever junk left behind by all

Till the cattle finally come home
And all the workers bodies pile up
Like so many used cars

Till the cattle has finally come home
And all the workers bodies pile up
Like so many used cars

This carriage of skin and bone is my home
I'm in need of new tissue but I aint' gonna get it
I used the leftovers the junk left behind by all
That junk chucked away to be replaced
By some new

So bright and shiny golden and silver
That it shatters the sun
So as God can see it
And it will not spit on their land
The land was bought by the skin of their teeth

Or the spine and spirit of those crushed below them
In the world below where the junk ain't so bright
And those who got it - built for those who got better

Anything they want with their bones and skin
Till the cattle finally come home
And all the workers bodies pile up
Like so many used cars

Anything they want with their bones and skin
Till the cattle finally come home
And all the workers bodies pile up
Like so many used cars

Anything they want with their bones and skin
Till the cattle finally come home
And all the workers bodies pile up
Like so many used cars

Anything they want with their bones and skin
Till the cattle finally come home
And all the workers bodies pile up
Like so many used cars