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Bottle Rockets/The Brooklyn Side (The Bottle Rockets) · Bottle, Bottle (Jim Ed Brown) · Far East and Far Out: Council Meeting in Japan (The Style Council) · Far In, Far Out Worlds of Shelley Hirsch (Shelley Hirsch) · Far Far North (Einherjer) · Love + Rockets, Vol. 1: The Transformation (Murs) · Love and Rockets [Expanded] (Love and Rockets) · Road Rockets (Rita Chiarelli) · Something for Rockets (Something for Rockets) · Love and Rockets [Compilation] (Love and Rockets) – and 90 other albums »


never hear it hit the ground
I'll throw that bottle down
So far it can't hurt me
One day, one day...

one day I'll build a rocket
With a thick blunt nose
Oh, we close our eyes
The perfect life
Life is all we need

You open up when you had me in your hands
Slipping far away, with the world at your
Oh
We close our eyes
The perfect life
Is all we need

You open up when you had me in your hands
Slipping far away with the world at your
strong
When I lose my music
You help me find a new song
When I get my magic in a bottle
I will spend it all to heal your world
I will build a rocket
the window, there's the tiny earth
In your arms, I know what I'm worth
You and I, love in outer space
here with you, a perfect dream place
Far away
alone

And the black cat seems so far away
Even though it was only yesterday
Even though it was only yesterday

There'll be no explosions tonight, no
Oh
We close our eyes
The perfect life
Is all we need

You open up when you had me in your hands
Slipping far away with the world at your
From the bottle
Said her ol' man committed a crime 
And he's doin' time
So now she's in the bottle
She's out there on the avenue, all by herself
is coming, so you better get on your knees
Today, bottle rockets are two for one but salvation's free

He said, "I quit my job at a big church where
by herself 
Sho' needs help from the bottle. 

Preacherman tried to help her out, 
She cussed him out and hit him in the head with a bottle
the window, there's the tiny earth
In your arms, I know what I'm worth
You and I, love in outer space
here with you, a perfect dream place
Far away
Oh, we close our eyes
The perfect life
Life is all we need

You open up when you had me in your hands
Slipping far away, with the world at your
Oh, we close our eyes
The perfect life
Life is all we need

You open up when you had me in your hands
Slipping far away, with the world at your
Oh, we close our eyes
The perfect life
Life is all we need

You open up when you had me in your hands
Slipping far away, with the world at your
Oh
We close our eyes
The perfect life, life
Is all we need

You open up when you had me in your hands
Slipping far away with the world at your
the world was waiting 
We're overwhelmed by some sensation 
Of something long ago and far away 

Like general Jackson's arm 
It's buried on some farm
From the bottle 
Said her ol' man committed a crime 

And he's doin' time, 
So now she's in the bottle
She's out there on the avenue, all by herself
of fate
At the cabaret
Smokey stares from the bar
Do stray bottles tumble
I feel the misty spray
What a perfect, perfect day for the cabaret
From afar
Has her way lives for today
Ty the
Way she's far away

By the way, holding her, 
Hugging her can feel so warm
Just think about it, two bodies
I'm the only one like me on the planet
It don't take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my World
Girl am I the one you playing
Girl, I’m the only one like me on the planet
It don’t take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my World
Girl am I the one you
by herself 
Sho' needs help from the bottle. 

Preacherman tried to help her out, 
She cussed him out and hit him in the head with a bottle
end your eternal fear 
Let me take you far away from here 

Cocked and loaded, ready to go 
No one knows what happens when it goes 
One by one,
The weather channel girl with her perfect weather curl
Is talking "Cold, cold, cold"
You can't get out of bed
You can't remember what you've said
KIll the ones that speak from a different life 
Brewin other killer noise makin the sentiment...
Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze bottle rocket cockpit