Only Everything
 
What A Life
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Wasted !
Ruined !
Tragic !
'Cause it doesn't have to be like this.
 
Pasty,
Dirty,
Sweaty,
Faithless,
Greasy,
Dirty,
Smelly,
Wretched.
 
Make it
Be a
Whore, a
Tabloid cliché.
 
Nasty,
Spoiled,
Deceptive,
Wrecked,
Mousy,
Grungy,
Deceptive,
Wrecked.
 
What a life !
You wear it like
Propriety.
What a life !
You do it like
You really mean it.
What a life !
I watch it like
A scary movie !...
What a life !
What a life !
What a life !...
 
 
S.T.-
-D.'s,
Sick sex,
Drug-addled debauchery monger.
 
Messy,
Stringy,
Pathetic,
Hopeless,
Dredgy,
Stringy,
Pathetic,
Hopeless.
 
What a life !
You wear it like
Propriety.
What a life !
You do it like
You really mean it.
What a life !
I watch it like
A scary movie !...
What a life !
What a life !
What a life !...
 
 
Wear it like a badge !
Wear it like a crown !
Wear it like a trophy !
Wear it like a badge !
Wear it like a crown !
Wear it like a trophy !
Wear it like a badge !
Wear it like a crown !
Open like a cut !
Pick it like a scab !
Feed it like a dog !...
 
Wasted !
Ruined !
Tragic !
'Cause it doesn't have to be like this.
 
Greasy,
Dirty,
Sweaty,
Smelly,
Faithless,
Grungy,
Pathetic,
Wretched.
 
What a life !
You wear it like
Propriety.
What a life !
You do it like
You really mean it.
What a life !
I watch it like
A scary movie !...
What a life !
What a life !
What a life !...
 
 
Fleur De Lys
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
J'ai pris deux jus d'oranges.
[I had (drank) two orange juices.]
J'avais soif.
[I was thirsty.]
Aidez-moi, j'ai besoin d'un homme.
[Help me, I need a man.]
 
Où habitez-vous ? Chez qui ?
[Where do you live ? With whom ?]
Peut-être à la fin du siècle vous m'aimerez.
[Perhaps, at the end of the century, you will love me.]
*Je veux jouer.
[I want to play.]
 
 
J'ai pris trois pains au chocolat.
[I had (ate) three chocolate bread thingies.]
Je n'avais pas faim.
[I was not hungry.]
Combien pour votre corps?
[How much for your body?]
Allons, poussez.
[Come on, push.]
 
*In concert, and on the album,
she sings "Je peux jouer" (I can play).
 
 
Universal Heart-Beat
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Beauty can be sad,
You're proof of that.
When the damage is done,
You're damaged goods.
That's not to
Say
It's not
Okay;
I wouldn't have it any other way.
 
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !
 
Sweet, sweet pain comes with the sun,
Lie down and soak it up.
Burn off
Layers
Of insu-
-lators.
 
Exposed
Nose to the cold,
 
I'm bleeding pretty
Colors, yeah-heah...
All over myself...
 
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !...
...orks...
...orks !!
 
Black wave comes to take me away,
I ride it almost to the grave.
Landing on a crowded shore,
High-fivin'.
 
What a
Trip ! I'm
Better
For it.
I feel a live sensation.
 
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !
 
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !
A heart ! A heart that hurts
Is a heart ! A heart that works !...
 
 
Dumb Fun
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Power score, kick the dirt.
Sick of being good.
Twice removed, love can kill.
Crack up in the sun.
On again, off again.
I am on my side.
Idiot philosophy.
that is really, that is really
dumb dumb dumb dumb
dumb dumb dumb dumb.
 
This record's over finally.
Much too good for me.
Guitar murder, be a hero.
Jump in front of a gun
Get the ice. Bad appetite.
Love to have the blues.
Your true love is fuckin' around
and oh we did have oh we had such
fun fun fun fun
fun fun fun fun.
 
dumb dumb dumb dumb
dumb dumb dumb dumb
dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
 
How do I get a foot in your door ?
How do you turn this on ?
Had a heart by accident.
Did you have it all along ?
Slave to the single chief executive
Officer of the song.
Hate your job, love your stuff.
If you think that's living you are
wrong wrong wrong wrong
wrong wrong wrong wrong.
 
 
Live On Tomorrow
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Put me in the shower.
Pull me out of bed.
Am I only dreaming
or did I wake up dead ?
 
Throw me in the garbage,
shackled up in chains.
But I still got my boots on
so I can walk away.
 
A heartbeat says you haven't died.
You gotta try to say alive.
 
Leave me to the vultures.
Throw me to the wolves.
I'll live on tomorrow
and purity of soul.
 
Dump me in the ocean,
tied to a piano.
But you forgot to rip my heart out
before you let me go.
 
A heartbeat says you haven't died.
You gotta try to say alive.
 
Lock me in the basement,
without anything to eat.
You can hurt my body,
but you can't hurt me.
 
 
Dying Proof
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
You need more heat.
This is a recurring theme.
You die in flames in my dreams.
 
"I need to get more sleep",
this is what you always say.
Lying in a junkie's way.
 
Finding you turning blue,
it's easy to discern the truth.
I can see what not to do.
One look at you the dying proof.
 
Pick up your cigarette
Forget what I said
It's so hard to care what you do.
You say "look at me
respectfully." I can't
 
Finding you turning blue,
it's easy to discern the truth.
I can see what not to do.
one look at you the dying proof.
 
If life is a performance
and I am not an actor
am I supposed to lie down and die?
 
 
Bottles And Flowers
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Reach inside carefully. Feel my psyche.
Make it last. Put this moment under glass.
Nobody really can do that.
What a low fantasy. She don't know how to live.
 
So alone. Somebody take me
home. Alone too long it drags on.
It's so wrong. So alone. So alone.
 
Catatonic insomniac lying in the grass.
What is she thinking of, overlooked by everybody?
A long embrace, though you won't see it on her face.
 
So alone. Somebody take me
home. Alone too long it drags on.
It's so wrong. So alone. So alone.
 
Feels like an end. So much unsaid.
Feels like an end. So much unsaid.
 
So alone. Somebody take me
home. Alone too long it drags on.
It's so wrong. So alone. So alone.
So alone. So alone. So alone.
 
 
Outsider
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Underneath the sky,
driving through the snow,
something in my mind
pulls me off the road.
 
Got to get it down
and out out before it goes.
Got to tell myself
what I need to know.
 
I see you from the thirteenth floor.
this hotel has a thirteenth floor.
I'm thinking out the window
"come up and watch a video."
 
Did you ever see the birth
or first steps of a tune?
Beautiful to me
and alien to you.
 
It has got a face
only I could love.
And I know my place
outside the hub.
 
He's someone that you kinda know.
He's someone that you'd like to know.
You kiss him on the cheek and go.
You gotta go and be alone.
 
I see you from the thirteenth floor.
this hotel has a thirteenth floor.
I'm dreaming out the window
"come up and watch a video."
 
 
O.K. O.K.
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Why you asking?
That's the last thing.
Untrusted, not busted.
 
what what what what
what what what what
 
What a cheap shot.
I did not.
Just believe it.
Just leave it.
 
shut up, shut up,
shut up, shut up, shut up
 
OK OK, whatever you say.
OK OK, I did it but I didn't.
OK OK, don't make me get crazy.
OK OK, OK OK, OK OK
 
Forget it. Regret it.
Imagining not the real thing.
 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
 
OK OK, whatever you say.
OK OK, I did it but I didn't.
OK OK, don't make me get crazy.
OK OK, OK OK, OK OK
OK OK, OK OK
 
 
Congratulations
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
I have a sweet creamy warm little jelly roll.
I have a mind to just let my whole body go.
Thought I was hungry but now I don't really know.
If you don't want it you simply just say no.
 
I ain't an animal, lovable, huggable.
You look so human but hey one can never tell.
I got no secrets and I think that you should know
life ain't a party, it's not like a video.
 
"I am" he said to me "equally wary."
 
I don't know what I like only know what I don't.
I don't like what I know only love what I don't.
I know the fire but none of the afterglow.
Killing the irony that's ruining rock+roll.
 
"I am" he said to me "equally wary."
 
Thinking of you as I lick the crumbs off the floor.
Congratulations are due as you shut the door.
Never began and so nor will it ever end.
Only desire, desire not anything more.
 
I am He. He is me.
I am He. He is me.
 
Doo doo doo...
 
 
Hang Down From Heaven
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Love is everywhere I'm not allowed.
I feel he's been to hell, but he's near to heaven now.
I need to see it. I can't not have it.
So inscrutable. So beautiful.
 
I try. I try. I try.
 
His head is I don't know. I'm stuck outside again.
Can't get in. I can't move him.
I think I like it because it hurts to not know.
Pain is so.
 
I tried. I tried. I tried.
 
 
My Darling [Rock Version]
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
You're hurting me my darling, my darling, my darling.
It's killing me my darling, my darling, my darling.
Tell me what can I do.
Help me help you.
 
You never give me anything, anything, anything.
But you needed everything. Much, much more than I could bring.
I heard the things that you said.
Things really are messing with my head.
 
Sweet on the outside, but bitter on the inside.
I'm giving up now, but I swear to God I really tried.
I was happy as a child.
 
 
Simplicity Is Beautiful
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Blues...
Soul...
Rock...
Country...
Red...
Green...
Blue...
Yellow...
 
Morning...
Laughing...
Talking...
Walking...
Bread...
Rice...
Water...
Fruit...
 
It's a simple feeling
It's a simple feeling
 
Hold...
Feel...
Save...
Me...
Baby...
Brother...
Sister...
Parent...
 
 
You Blues
(Juliana Hatfield) 1994 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Hit the bottom and bounce back up.
The lowest low is only a beginning.
These are the words many people said to me.
But in a crowd you lose humanity.
Scared of the future that comes from the past.
When I think back I see that this could never last.
 
All I say is all I give back to you.
All I think is all I go back to do.
All I do is all I can't get to you.
 
What is he? He's the inspiration.
What am I? I'm a satellite.
I revolve around a bigger body.
And when I fall, I just disappear.
Scared of the future. Aware of the past.
When I think back I see that this could never last.
 
All I say is all I give back to you.
All I think is all I go back to do.
All I do is all I can't get to you.
 
Sixteen months and seventeen days
was enought to alienate.
After all, love is unbecoming.
I turn it off and while away.
Scared of the future that's made of the past.
When I think back I see that this might never pass.
 
All I say is all I give back to you.
All I think is all I go back to do.
All I do is all I can't get to you.

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