Aerosmith - Face

Highway One
Crystalline-haunted sun
With the pacific masculine crash

My little one
Enthralled by the redwoods
As I ride amongst monarchs and mist

Me and Anaïs and Henry and Jack Kerouac
Me and the Ohlone, the Esselen and Salinan
Me and Julia, Helmut and Brautigan
All roads lead to Big Sur
All roads home to Big Sur

Deers and ?? and frogs
Prints? in cabins of logs
Amongst (?) the springs we are barefoot and warmed

Me and Anaïs and Henry and Jack Kerouac
Me and the Ohlone, the Esselen and Salinan
Me and Julia, Helmut and Brautigan
All roads lead to Big Sur
All roads home to Big Sur

I am climbing on the bluff
Beseeching God to answer us
Not much distracts from our shamanic pre-breakfast (or ?? creek breakfast?)
This wandering(?) heartbeat by the forest

Me and Anaïs and Henry and Jack Kerouac
Me and the Ohlone, the Esselen and Salinan
Me and Julia, Helmut and Brautigan
All roads lead to Big Sur
All roads home to Big Sur

Me and Mickey and a path high on the Molera
Me and Lolly and Bill watching a red-tailed hawk
Me and the ??? all link through ???? the Ventana (?)
All roads lead to Big Sur
All roads home to Big Sur

Alanis Morissette - Big Sur

I once had a girl,
Or should I say
She once had me.

She showed me her room,
Isn't it good?
Norwegian wood.

She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.

I sat on a rug,
Biding my time,
Drinking her wine.

We talked until two,
And then she said,
It's time for bed.

She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh,
I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath.

And when I awoke,
I was alone,
This bird has flown.

So I lit a fire,
Isn't it good?
Norwegian wood.


Alanis Morissette - Norwegian Wood (The Beatles Cover)

How many roads must a man walk down,
Before you can call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail,
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must cannonballs fly,
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind

Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist,
Before it's washed to the seas (sea)
Yes, and how many years can some people exist,
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head,
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, and how many times must a man look up,
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have,
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind


Alanis Morissette - Blowin In The Wind (Bob Dylan cover)

A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth

That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns

He used to do surgery
On girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

And it wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love

But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time 

Alanis Morissette - Fake Plastic Trees (Radiohead Cover)

Do you have the time to listen to me whine?
About nothing and everything all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about It

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or am I stoned?

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
She said my life's so bore
So quit my whining 'cause it's bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Grasping to control
So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or am I stoned?
Am I just paranoid?
Or am I stoned?

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