Alice In Chains

        Dirt

        Dirt

        1.- Them Bones
        2.- Dam That River
        3.- Rain When I Die
        4.- Sickman
        5.- Rooster
        6.- Junkhead
        7.- Dirt
        8.- Godsmack
        9.- Hate To Feel
        10.- Angry Chair
        11.- Down In A Hole
        12.- Would?

        Them Bones
        I believe them bones are me
        Some say we're born into the grave
        I feel so alone,
        gonna end up a big old pile of them bones
        Dust rise right on over my time
        Empty fossil of the new scene
        I feel so alone,
        gonna wind up a big ole pile of them bones
        Toll due bad dream come true
        I lie dead gone under red sky
        I feel so alone,
        gonna end up a big ole pile of them bones

        Dam That River
        I broke you in the canyon
        I drowned you in the lake
        You a snake that I would trample
        Only thing I'd not embrace
        Oh, you couldn't dam that river
        And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
        So you couldn't dam that river
        And it washed me so far away
        I pushed and then you stumbled
        I kicked you in the face
        You stare at me so hollow
        Got to keep that killin' pace
        Oh, you couldn't dam that river
        And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
        So you couldn't dam that river
        And it washed me so far away
        I burned the place around you
        I hit you with a rake
        You piss upon my candle
        So proving you're a fake

        Rain When I Die
        Is she ready to know my frustration?
        What she slippin' inside, slow castration
        I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me
        Did she come here to try,
        try to take me
        Did she call my name?
        I think it's gonna rain
        When I die
        Was it something I said, held against me?
        Ain't no life on the run, slowly climbing
        Caught in ice so she stares, stares at nothing
        I can help her but won't, now she hates me
        She won't let me hide
        She don'twant me to cry
        Will she keep on the ground,
        trying to ground me
        Slowly forgive my lie,
        lying to save me
        Could she love me again,
        or will she hate me
        Prob'ly not,
        I know why,
        can't explain me

        Sickman
        What the hell am I?
        Thousand eyes, a fly
        Lucky then I'd been one day deceased
        Sickman, sickman,sickman
        I can feel the wheel,
        but I can't steer
        When my thoughts become my biggest fear
        Ah, what's the difference,
        I'll die In this sick world of mine
        What the hell am I
        Leper from inside
        Inside wall of peace
        Dirtyand diseased
        Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
        I can see the end is getting near
        I won't rest until my head is clear
        Can you see the end?
        Choke on me my friend
        Must to drown these thoughts
        Purity over rot
        Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair
        With head high and eyes alert
        I tread on a plane of many
        We who are of good nature and intention,
        But cannot touch on the dark
        Recesses of memory
        And pain learned,
        so come walk With me,
        feel the pain,
        And release it
        What the hell am I
        worn eroded pride
        Saddened 10 mile wide
        I'm gonna let it slide
        Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
        I can feel the wheel,
        but I can't steer
        When my thoughts become my biggest fear
        Ahh, etc., etc.

        Rooster
        Ain't found a way to kill me yet
        Eyes burn with stinging sweat
        Seems every path leads me to nowhere
        Wife and kids household pet
        Army green was no safe bet
        The bullets scream to me from somewhere
        Here they come to snuff the rooster
        Yeah here come the rooster
        You know he ain't gonna die
        Walkin' tall machine gun man
        They spit on me in my home land
        Gloria sent me pictures of my boy
        Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death
        My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath
        Oh god please won't you help me make it through

        Junkhead
        A good night,
        the best in a long time
        A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
        Nothing better than a dealer who's high
        Be high, convince them to buy
        What's my drug of choice?
        Well, what have you got?
        I don't gobroke
        And I do it a lot
        Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
        Running their boring drills
        But we are an elite race of our own
        The stoners, junkies, and freaks
        Are you happy? I am, man.
        Content and fully aware
        Money,status,nothing to me
        'Cause your life is empty and bare
        You can't understand a user's mind
        But try,with your books and degrees
        If you let yourself go and opened your mind
        I'll bet you'd be doing like me
        And it ain't so bad
        Say, I do it a lot!
        Say, I do it a lot!
        Say, I do it a lot!
        Say, I do it a lot!

        Dirt
        I have never felt such frustration
        Or lack of self control
        I want you to kill me
        And dig me under,
        I wanna live no more
        One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be
        I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
        For me
        I want to taste dirty,
        stinging pistol In my mouth,
        on my tongue
        I want you to scrape me from the walls
        And go crazy like you've made me
        You, you are so special
        You have the talent to make me feel like dirt
        And you, youuse your talent to dig me under
        And cover me with dirt

        God Smack
        Care not for the men who wonder
        Straw that broke your back, you're under
        Cast all them aside who care
        Empty eyes and dead end stare
        Don't you know that none are blind
        To the lie, and you think I don't find what you hide?
        What in God's name have you done?
        Stick your arm for some real fun
        For the horse you've grown much fonder
        Than for me, that I don't ponder
        As the hair of one who bit you
        Smiling bite your ownself, too
        And I think that you're not blind
        To the ones you left behind
        I'll be here
        So be yearning all your life
        Twisting, turning like a knife
        Now you know the reasons why
        Can't get high, or you will die
        Or you'll die
        So your sickness weighs a ton
        And God's name is smack for some

        Hate To Feel
        What's gone wrong,
        I can't see straight
        Been too long, so full of hate
        What the fuck will it take
        Drown myself in my wake
        Another shaggy D.A.
        Now a dog, shake my leg
        Plastic man, paper face
        Candyheart, what a waste
        Gotta change, set a date
        Stare at me with empty eyes and
        Point your words atme
        Mirror on the wall will show you
        What you're scared to see
        I can see, yeah -
        (wish I couldn't see at all)
        I can feel -
        (wish I couldn't feel at all)
        Hate to see -
        (wish I couldn't see at all)
        Hate to feel -
        (wish I couldn't feel atall)
        So climb the walls,
        Thin my blood now
        And I crawl, back to bed now
        What the hell, gotta rest
        Aching pain inmy chest
        Lucky me, now I'm set
        Little bug for a pet
        New Orleans, gotta get
        Pin cushion medicine
        Used to be curious
        Now the shit's sustenance
        All this time I swore I'd never
        Be like my old man
        What the hay it's time to face
        Exactly what I am

        Angry Chair
        Sitting on an angry chair
        Angry walls that steal the air
        Stomach hurts and I don't care
        What do I see across the way
        See myself molded in clay
        Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid
        Changing the shape of his face
        Candles red I have a pair
        Shadows dancing everywhere
        burning on the angry chair
        Little boy made a mistake
        Pink cloud has now turned to gray
        All that I want is to play
        Get on your knees,
        time to pray,
        boyI don't mind,
        yeahI don't mind,
        I-I-II don't mind,
        yeah,I don't mind,
        I-I-ILost my mind,
        yeah
        But I don't mind,
        I-I-ICan't find it anywhere
        I don't mind
        Corporate prison, we stay
        I'm a dull boy, work all day
        So I'm strung out anyway
        Loneliness is not a phase
        Field of pain is where I graze
        Serenity is far away
        Saw my reflection and cried
        So little hope that I died
        Feed me your lies, open wide
        Weight of my heart, not the size
        Pink cloud has now turned to gray
        All that I want is to play
        Get on your knees time to pray

        Down In A Hole
        Bury me softly in this womb
        I give this part of me for you
        Sand rains down and here I sit
        Holding rare flowers
        In a tomb...in bloom
        Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
        See my heart I decorate it like a grave
        You don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be
        Look at me now a man who won't let himself be
        Down in a hole, losin' my soul
        Down in a hole, losin' control
        I'd like to fly, But my wings have been so denied
        Down in a hole and they've put all the stones in their place
        I've eaten the sun so my tongue has been burned of the taste
        I have been guilty
        Of kicking myself in the teeth
        I will speak no more of my feelings beneath
        Oh I want to be inside of you
        Down in a hole, losin' my soul
        Down in a hole, feelin' sosmall
        Down in a hole, losin' my soul
        Down in a hole, out of control
        I'd like to fly but my Wings have been so denied

        Would?
        Know me broken by my master
        Teach thee on child of love hereafter
        Into the flood again
        Same old trip it was back then
        So I made a big mistake
        Try to see it once my way
        Drifting body it's sole desertion
        Flying not yet quite the notion
        Am I wrong?
        Have I run too far to get home
        Have I gone?
        And left you here alone
        If I would, could you?

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