LOVE

Raised outside the city Came up in the void Needed something sacred Wanted to destroy Heard you in my headphones Slipped you my address Call the doctor Dig me out of this mess Tuned it down to C Turned the amp to ten A basement of our own A mission to begin You and me Strings and a melody It took a little while But now I see it's Love Love Calling card is empty Sleeping in the van But things are looking better We're only down a grand Been to every state From New York to insane If I turn up any louder I won't know my own name, what's Love Love We can be young, and we can be old As long as we have each other to hold And we can be rough And we can be smooth There's nothing to hide And nothing to prove Love Love Done with being told That this should be the end But fighting is the fuel And anger is a friend There's nothing more threatening And nothing more obscene Than a well worn body Demanding to be seen Fuck Love Love Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love --- LOVE - Sleater-Kinney