| Song | 25th Floor |
| Artist | Patti Smith Group |
| Album | Original Album Classics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:33.32] | We explore the men's room. |
| [00:35.32] | We don't give a shit. |
| [00:39.06] | Ladies' lost electricity; |
| [00:42.31] | take vows inside of it. |
| [00:47.24] | Desire to dance; |
| [00:50.04] | Too startled to try. |
| [00:52.11] | Wrap my legs 'round you, |
| [00:55.16] | starting to fly. |
| [00:56.04] | Let's explore |
| [00:57.28] | up there, up there, up there, |
| [01:02.40] | on the twenty-fifth floor. |
| [01:04.27] | Circle all around me, |
| [01:13.76] | coming for the kill, kill, kill |
| [01:18.81] | oh kill me baby |
| [01:20.25] | like a kamikaze |
| [01:21.32] | heading for a spill. |
| [01:26.06] | oh but it's all spilt milk to me. |
| [01:27.93] | Desire to dance; |
| [01:29.68] | Too startled to try. |
| [01:31.37] | Wrap my legs 'round you, |
| [01:34.55] | starting to fly. |
| [01:35.48] | Let's soar |
| [01:36.92] | up there, up there, up there, |
| [01:41.66] | on the twenty-fifth floor. |
| [01:44.10] | We do not eat |
| [02:01.32] | flower of creation. |
| [02:02.50] | We do not eat, |
| [02:05.06] | eat anything at all. |
| [02:06.62] | Love is, love was, love is a manifestation. |
| [02:09.99] | I'm waiting for a contact to call. |
| [02:14.67] | Love's war. Love's cruel. |
| [02:18.73] | Love's pretty, love's pretty cruel tonight. |
| [02:22.10] | I'm waiting here to refuel. |
| [02:26.22] | I'm gonna make contact tonight. |
| [02:30.65] | Love in my heart. |
| [02:33.02] | The night to exploit. |
| [02:34.70] | Twenty-five stories over Detroit, |
| [02:37.82] | and there's more |
| [02:40.32] | up there, up there, up there. |
| [02:44.44] | stoned in space. zeus. christ. |
| [02:56.36] | It has always been rock |
| [02:59.23] | and so it is and so it shall be. |
| [03:01.23] | within the context of neo rock |
| [03:03.04] | we must open up our eyes and seize |
| [03:07.90] | and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order. |
| [03:11.89] | pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man |
| [03:15.89] | to reform and transform waste. |
| [03:17.63] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:20.07] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:26.12] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:30.80] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:34.86] | is perhaps the oldest pre-occupation of man. |
| [03:37.42] | man being the chosen alloy, |
| [03:39.48] | he must be reconnectedia shit, at all cost. |
| [03:42.85] | inherent with(in) us is the dream of the task |
| [03:46.61] | of the alchemist to create from the clay of man. |
| [03:49.29] | and to re-create from excretion of man |
| [03:50.54] | pure and then soft and then solid gold. |
| [03:52.60] | all must not be art. some art we must disintegrate. |
| [03:54.72] | |
| [03:56.59] | positive |
| [00:33.32] | We explore the men' s room. |
| [00:35.32] | We don' t give a shit. |
| [00:39.06] | Ladies' lost electricity |
| [00:42.31] | take vows inside of it. |
| [00:47.24] | Desire to dance |
| [00:50.04] | Too startled to try. |
| [00:52.11] | Wrap my legs ' round you, |
| [00:55.16] | starting to fly. |
| [00:56.04] | Let' s explore |
| [00:57.28] | up there, up there, up there, |
| [01:02.40] | on the twentyfifth floor. |
| [01:04.27] | Circle all around me, |
| [01:13.76] | coming for the kill, kill, kill |
| [01:18.81] | oh kill me baby |
| [01:20.25] | like a kamikaze |
| [01:21.32] | heading for a spill. |
| [01:26.06] | oh but it' s all spilt milk to me. |
| [01:27.93] | Desire to dance |
| [01:29.68] | Too startled to try. |
| [01:31.37] | Wrap my legs ' round you, |
| [01:34.55] | starting to fly. |
| [01:35.48] | Let' s soar |
| [01:36.92] | up there, up there, up there, |
| [01:41.66] | on the twentyfifth floor. |
| [01:44.10] | We do not eat |
| [02:01.32] | flower of creation. |
| [02:02.50] | We do not eat, |
| [02:05.06] | eat anything at all. |
| [02:06.62] | Love is, love was, love is a manifestation. |
| [02:09.99] | I' m waiting for a contact to call. |
| [02:14.67] | Love' s war. Love' s cruel. |
| [02:18.73] | Love' s pretty, love' s pretty cruel tonight. |
| [02:22.10] | I' m waiting here to refuel. |
| [02:26.22] | I' m gonna make contact tonight. |
| [02:30.65] | Love in my heart. |
| [02:33.02] | The night to exploit. |
| [02:34.70] | Twentyfive stories over Detroit, |
| [02:37.82] | and there' s more |
| [02:40.32] | up there, up there, up there. |
| [02:44.44] | stoned in space. zeus. christ. |
| [02:56.36] | It has always been rock |
| [02:59.23] | and so it is and so it shall be. |
| [03:01.23] | within the context of neo rock |
| [03:03.04] | we must open up our eyes and seize |
| [03:07.90] | and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order. |
| [03:11.89] | pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man |
| [03:15.89] | to reform and transform waste. |
| [03:17.63] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:20.07] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:26.12] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:30.80] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:34.86] | is perhaps the oldest preoccupation of man. |
| [03:37.42] | man being the chosen alloy, |
| [03:39.48] | he must be reconnectedia shit, at all cost. |
| [03:42.85] | inherent with in us is the dream of the task |
| [03:46.61] | of the alchemist to create from the clay of man. |
| [03:49.29] | and to recreate from excretion of man |
| [03:50.54] | pure and then soft and then solid gold. |
| [03:52.60] | all must not be art. some art we must disintegrate. |
| [03:54.72] | |
| [03:56.59] | positive |
| [00:33.32] | We explore the men' s room. |
| [00:35.32] | We don' t give a shit. |
| [00:39.06] | Ladies' lost electricity |
| [00:42.31] | take vows inside of it. |
| [00:47.24] | Desire to dance |
| [00:50.04] | Too startled to try. |
| [00:52.11] | Wrap my legs ' round you, |
| [00:55.16] | starting to fly. |
| [00:56.04] | Let' s explore |
| [00:57.28] | up there, up there, up there, |
| [01:02.40] | on the twentyfifth floor. |
| [01:04.27] | Circle all around me, |
| [01:13.76] | coming for the kill, kill, kill |
| [01:18.81] | oh kill me baby |
| [01:20.25] | like a kamikaze |
| [01:21.32] | heading for a spill. |
| [01:26.06] | oh but it' s all spilt milk to me. |
| [01:27.93] | Desire to dance |
| [01:29.68] | Too startled to try. |
| [01:31.37] | Wrap my legs ' round you, |
| [01:34.55] | starting to fly. |
| [01:35.48] | Let' s soar |
| [01:36.92] | up there, up there, up there, |
| [01:41.66] | on the twentyfifth floor. |
| [01:44.10] | We do not eat |
| [02:01.32] | flower of creation. |
| [02:02.50] | We do not eat, |
| [02:05.06] | eat anything at all. |
| [02:06.62] | Love is, love was, love is a manifestation. |
| [02:09.99] | I' m waiting for a contact to call. |
| [02:14.67] | Love' s war. Love' s cruel. |
| [02:18.73] | Love' s pretty, love' s pretty cruel tonight. |
| [02:22.10] | I' m waiting here to refuel. |
| [02:26.22] | I' m gonna make contact tonight. |
| [02:30.65] | Love in my heart. |
| [02:33.02] | The night to exploit. |
| [02:34.70] | Twentyfive stories over Detroit, |
| [02:37.82] | and there' s more |
| [02:40.32] | up there, up there, up there. |
| [02:44.44] | stoned in space. zeus. christ. |
| [02:56.36] | It has always been rock |
| [02:59.23] | and so it is and so it shall be. |
| [03:01.23] | within the context of neo rock |
| [03:03.04] | we must open up our eyes and seize |
| [03:07.90] | and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order. |
| [03:11.89] | pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man |
| [03:15.89] | to reform and transform waste. |
| [03:17.63] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:20.07] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:26.12] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:30.80] | the transformation of waste |
| [03:34.86] | is perhaps the oldest preoccupation of man. |
| [03:37.42] | man being the chosen alloy, |
| [03:39.48] | he must be reconnectedia shit, at all cost. |
| [03:42.85] | inherent with in us is the dream of the task |
| [03:46.61] | of the alchemist to create from the clay of man. |
| [03:49.29] | and to recreate from excretion of man |
| [03:50.54] | pure and then soft and then solid gold. |
| [03:52.60] | all must not be art. some art we must disintegrate. |
| [03:54.72] | |
| [03:56.59] | positive |