Lyrics Be Safe - Lee Ranaldo , The Cribs
"One
of
those
fucking
awful
black
days
When
nothing
is
pleasing
and
everything
that
happens
Is
an
excuse
for
anger
An
outlet
for
emotions
stockpiled.
An
arsenal.
An
armour
These
are
the
days
when
I
hate
the
world
Hate
the
rich,
hate
the
happy
Hate
the
complacent
- the
TV
watchers
The
beer
drinkers,
the
satisfied
ones
Because
I
know
I
can
be
all
of
those
little
hateful
things
And
then
I
hate
myself
for
realizing
that
There′s
no
preventative
Directive
or
safe
approach
to
living
We
each
know
our
own
fate
(Be
safe)
We
know
from
our
youth
how
to
be
treated
How
we'll
be
received,
how
we
shall
end
These
things
don′t
change
You
can
change
your
clothes
Change
your
hairstyle,
your
friends,
cities,
continents...
But
sooner
or
later
your
own
self
will
always
catch
up
Always
it
waits
in
the
wings
(Ideas
swirl
but
don't
stick
They
appear
but
then
run
off
like
rain
on
the
windshield)
One
of
those
rainy
day
car
rides,
my
head
imploding
The
atmosphere
in
this
car
a
mirror
of
my
skull:
Wet,
damp,
windows
dripping
and
misted
with
cold
Walls
of
gray
Nothing
good
on
the
radio,
not
a
thought
in
my
head"
I
know
a
place
we
can
go
Where
you'll
fall
in
love
so
hard
that
You′ll
wish
you
were
dead
"Let′s
take
life
and
slow
it
down
incredibly
slow
Frame
by
frame
The
two
minutes
that
take
ten
years
to
live
out
Yeah,
let's
do
that"
"Telephone
poles
like
praying
mantis
against
the
sky
Metal
arms
outstretched
So
much
land
traveled,
so
little
sense
made
of
it
It
doesn′t
mean
a
thing,
All
this
land
all
laying
out
behind
us
(Be
safe)
I'd
like
to
take
off
into
these
woods
And
just
get
good
and
lost
for
a
while
I′m
disgusted
with
petty
concerns
Parking
tickets,
breakfast
specials
Does
someone
just
have
to
carry
this
weight?
Abstract
topography
Methane
covenant
Linear
gospel
Asheville
sales
lady
Stygian
emissary
Torturous
lice
Mad
Elizabeth
Chemotherapy
bullshit"
I
know
a
place
we
can
go
where
you'll
fall
in
love
So
hard
that
you′ll
wish
you
were
dead
"The
light
within
me
shines
like
a
diamond
mine
Like
an
unarmed
walrus
Like
a
dead
man
face
down
on
a
highway
Like
a
snake
eating
its
own
tail
A
steam
turbine,
frog
pond
Too-full
closets
burst
open
in
disarray
Soap
bubbles
in
the
sun
Hospital
death
bed
Red
convertible,
shopping
list
Blowjob,
Deaths
head
Devils
dancing,
bleached
white
buildings
Memory
movements
The
movie
unpeeling,
unreeling
About
to
begin."
I
know
a
place
we
can
go
where
you'll
fall
in
love
So
hard
that
you'll
wish
you
were
dead
"I′ve
seen
yr
hallway,
you
are
a
dark
hallway
I
hear
your
stairs
creak
I
can
fix
my
mind
on
your
′yes'
and
your
′no'
I′ll
film
yr
face
today
in
the
sparkling
canals
All
red
yellow
blue
green
brilliance
And
silvered
Dutch
reflections
Racing
thoughts
- racing
thoughts,
all
too
real
Your
moving
so
fast
now
I
can't
hold
your
image
This
image
I
have
of
your
face
by
the
window
Me
standing
beside
you,
arm
on
your
shoulder
A
catalog
of
images,
flashing
glimpses
Then
gone
again
I′m
tethered
to
this
post
you've
sunk
in
me
In
every
clear
afternoon
now
I'll
think
of
you,
up
in
the
air
Twisting
your
heel,
your
knees
up
around
me,
My
face
in
your
hair
You
scream
so
well
Your
smile
so
loud,
it
still
rings
in
my
ears."
I
know
a
place
we
can
go
Where
you′ll
fall
in
love
so
hard
that
You′ll
wish
you
were
dead
"Inefficient
distant
tide
of
longing
Cleaning
my
teeth
Stay
the
course
Hold
the
wheel
Steer
on
to
freedom
Open
all
the
boxes
Open
ALL
the
boxes
OPEN
ALL
the
boxes
OPEN
ALL
THE
BOXES
Times
Square,
midday
Newspaper
building,
news
headlines
going
around
We
watch
as
they
go
(and
hope
for
some
good
ones!)
Those
tree-shadows
in
the
park
here
All
whispering,
shiksing
leaves,
around
6PM
Shadows
across
the
cobblestones
Girl
in
front
of
bathroom
mirror
She
slow
and
careful
paints
her
face
green,
mask-like
Like
Matisse,
"Portrait
with
Green
Stripe"
Long
shot
through
apartment
window
A
monologue
on
top
but
no
girl
in
shot
The
light
within
me
shines
like
a
diamond
mine
Like
an
unarmed
walrus
Like
a
dead
man
face
down
on
a
highway
Like
a
snake
eating
its
own
tail
A
steam
turbine,
frog
pond
Too-full
closets
burst
open
in
disarray
Soap
bubbles
in
the
sun
Hospital
death
bed,
red
convertible,
shopping
list
Blowjob,
Deaths
head
Devils
dancing,
bleached
white
buildings
Memory
movements
The
movie
unreeling,
about
to
begin."
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