25th floor (& high on rebellion)
by Patti Smith
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We explore the men´s room.
We don´t give a shit.
Ladies´ lost electricity;
take vows inside of it.
Desire to dance;
Too startled to try.
Wrap my legs ´round you,
starting to fly.
Let´s explore
up there, up there, up there,
on the twenty-fifth floor.
Circle all around me,
coming for the kill, kill, kill
oh kill me baby
like a kamikaze
heading for a spill.
oh but it´s all spilt milk to me.
Desire to dance;
Too startled to try.
Wrap my legs ´round you,
starting to fly.
Let´s soar
up there, up there, up there,
on the twenty-fifth floor.
We do not eat
flower of creation.
We do not eat,
eat anything at all.
Love is, love was, love is a manifestation.
I´m waiting for a contact to call.
Love´s war. Love´s cruel.
Love´s pretty, love´s pretty cruel tonight.
I´m waiting here to refuel.
I´m gonna make contact tonight.
Love in my heart.
The night to exploit.
Twenty-five stories over Detroit,
and there´s more
up there, up there, up there.
We don´t give a shit.
Ladies´ lost electricity;
take vows inside of it.
Desire to dance;
Too startled to try.
Wrap my legs ´round you,
starting to fly.
Let´s explore
up there, up there, up there,
on the twenty-fifth floor.
Circle all around me,
coming for the kill, kill, kill
oh kill me baby
like a kamikaze
heading for a spill.
oh but it´s all spilt milk to me.
Desire to dance;
Too startled to try.
Wrap my legs ´round you,
starting to fly.
Let´s soar
up there, up there, up there,
on the twenty-fifth floor.
We do not eat
flower of creation.
We do not eat,
eat anything at all.
Love is, love was, love is a manifestation.
I´m waiting for a contact to call.
Love´s war. Love´s cruel.
Love´s pretty, love´s pretty cruel tonight.
I´m waiting here to refuel.
I´m gonna make contact tonight.
Love in my heart.
The night to exploit.
Twenty-five stories over Detroit,
and there´s more
up there, up there, up there.