Artist: live
Song: good pain
Album: Mental Jewelry
Year: 1991
He said, he said, he said
"There was nothing to fear boy"
And he said, he said, he said
"Worthless are you tears boy
Just realize your senses, realize your earth
Just realize your essence first"
You know now I
I'll never be the same again
I, I want to walk in the sun
I, I am alive and well again
No more bittersweet
No more good pain
No more
Oh yeah Lord
Oh yeah
So many of us stand in the middle
Looking back to the worst, looking forward to the fall
Making weapons of peace for the defense
Of the bloodstains on our peaceful sidewalks
You say the buildings got too tall
And they're going to fry your brother
Well I say, you'd better walk away, walk away, walk away
And find your mother now yeah
No more bittersweet
No more good pain
Oh yeah if I can't sing this song
And tell you all about it
Then I'll just pack it up right now and walk away
Don't even doubt it
So when our sherry glass is full
And the day is way too young
You'd better sip today, sip today, sip today
Before it's done
No more bittersweet
No more good pain
No more good pain
No more good pain, good pain
No more good pain
No more good pain, good pain
So many of us stand in the middle
Looking back to the worst, looking forward to the fall
Making weapons of peace for the defense
Of the bloodstains on our peaceful sidewalks
So many of us stand in the middle
Looking back to the worst, looking forward to the fall
Making weapons of peace for the defense
Of the bloodstains on our peaceful sidewalks
There's a line you got to cross to the mainland
There's a line you got to cross to the mainland
There's a line you got to cross to the mainland
There's a line we got to cross to die
No more bittersweet
No more good pain, they yell a high
No more good pain
No more good pain, good pain
No more good pain
No more good pain, good pain
No more good pain, good pain, good pain
No more good pain, good pain, good pain
Today
No more weapons of peace
No more good pain
No more sickening sweet
No more good pain
No more family feast
No more good pain
No more good, good pain
