Alice in Chains lyrics

Album: Dirt [1992]

Them Bones
Dam That River
Rain When I Die
Sickman
Rooster
Junkhead
Dirt
God Smack
Hate To Feel
Angry Chair
Down In A Hole
Would?

Them Bones

I believe them bones are me

Some say we're born into the grave
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones

Dust rise right on over my time

Empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a
Big ole pile a them bones

Toll due bad dream come true

I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones
 Dam That River

I broke you in the canyon

I drowned you in the lake

You a snake that I would trample
Only thing I'd not embrace

Oh, you couldn't dam that river

And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
And it washed me so far away

I pushed and then you stumbled

I kicked you in the face
You stare at me so hollow
Got to keep that killin' pace

Oh, you couldn't dam that river

And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
And it washed me so far away

I burned the place around you

I hit you with a rake
You piss upon my candle
So proving you're a fake

Oh, you couldn't dam that river

And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
 And it washed me so far away

Rain When I Die

Is she ready to know my frustration?

What she slippin' inside, slow castration
I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me
Did she come here to try, try to take me

Did she call my name?

I think it's gonna rain
When I die

Was it something I said, held against me?

Ain't no life on the run, slowly climbing
Caught in ice so she stares, stares at nothing
I can help her but won't, now she hates me

Did she call my name?

I think it's gonna rain
When I die

She won't let me hide

She don't want me to cry

Will she keep on the ground, trying to ground me

Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me
Could she love me again, or will she hate me
Prob'ly not, I know why, can't explain me

Did she call my name?

I think it's gonna rain
 When I die

Sickman

What the hell am I?

Thousand eyes, a fly
Lucky then I'd be
In one day deceased

Sickman, sickman, sickman

I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer

When my thoughts become my biggest fear

Ah, what's the difference, I'll die

In this sick world of mine

What the hell am I

Leper from inside
Inside wall of peace
Dirty and diseased

Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman

Ah, what's the difference, I'll die

In this sick world of mine

I can see the end is getting near

I won't rest until my head is clear

Can you see the end?

Choke on me my friend
 Must to drown these thoughts
Purity over rot

Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair

With head high and eyes alert
I tread on a plane of many

We who are of good nature and intention,

But cannot touch on the dark
Recesses of memory
And pain learned, so come walk
With me, feel the pain,
And release it

What the hell am I worn eroded pride

Saddened 10 mile wide
I'm gonna let it slide

Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman

I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer

When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ahh, etc., etc.

Rooster

Ain't found a way to kill me yet

Eyes burn with stinging sweat
Seems every path leads me to nowhere
Wife and kids household pet
Army green was no safe bet
The bullets scream to me from somewhere
 Here they come to snuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster
You know he ain't gonna die

Walkin' tall machine gun man

They spit on me in my home land
Gloria sent me pictures of my boy
Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death
My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath
Oh god please won't you help me make it through

Here they come to snuff the rooster

Yeah here come the rooster
You know he ain't gonna die

Junkhead

A good night, the best in a long time

A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy

What's my drug of choice?

Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot

Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm

Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks
 Are you happy? I am, man.
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothing to me
'Cause your life is empty and bare

What's my drug of choice?

Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot

You can't understand a user's mind

But try, with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and opened your mind
I'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad

What's my drug of choice?

Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot

Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!

Dirt

I have never felt such frustration

Or lack of self control
I want you to kill me
 And dig me under, I wanna live no more

One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be

I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
For me

I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol

In my mouth, on my tongue
I want you to scrape me from the walls
And go crazy like you've made me

You, you are so special

You have the talent to
Make me feel like dirt
And you, you use your
Talent to dig me under
And cover me with dirt

God Smack

Care not for the men who wonder

Straw that broke your back, you're under
Cast all them aside who care
Empty eyes and dead end stare

Don't you know that none are blind

To the lie, and you think I don't find what you hide?

What in God's name have you done?

Stick your arm for some real fun

For the horse you've grown much fonder

 Than for me, that I don't ponder
As the hair of one who bit you
Smiling bite your own self, too

And I think that you're not blind

To the ones you left behind
I'll be here

What in God's name have you done?

Stick your arm for some real fun

So be yearning all your life

Twisting, turning like a knife

Now you know the reasons why

Can't get high, or you will die
Or you'll die

What in God's name have you done?

Stick your arm for some real fun

So your sickness weighs a ton

And God's name is smack for some

Hate To Feel

What's gone wrong, I can't see straight

Been too long, so full of hate

What the fuck will it take

Drown myself in my wake
Another shaggy D.A.
 Now a dog, shake my leg
Plastic man, paper face
Candy heart, what a waste
Gotta change, set a date

Stare at me with empty eyes and

Point your words at me
Mirror on the wall will show you
What you're scared to see

I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)

I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)

So climb the walls,

Thin my blood now
And I crawl, back to bed now

What the hell, gotta rest

Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set
Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the shit's sustenance

All this time I swore I'd never

Be like my old man
What the hay it's time to face
Exactly what I am
I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)
I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)

What the hell, gotta rest

Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set
Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the shit's sustenance

All this time I swore I'd never

Be like my old man
What the hay it's time to face
Exactly what I am

I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)

I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)

Angry Chair

Sitting on an angry chair

Angry walls that steal the air
Stomach hurts and I don't care

What do I see across the way

 See myself molded in clay
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid
Changing the shape of his face

Candles red I have a pair

Shadows dancing everywhere
burning on the angry chair

Little boy made a mistake

Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees, time to pray, boy

I don't mind, yeah

I don't mind, I-I-I
I don't mind, yeah,
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind

Corporate prison, we stay

I'm a dull boy, work all day
So I'm strung out anyway

Loneliness is not a phase

Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away

Saw my reflection and cried

So little hope that I died
 Feed me your lies, open wide
Weight of my heart, not the size

I don't mind, yeah

I don't mind, I-I-I
I don't mind, yeah,
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind

Pink cloud has now turned to gray

All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray

Down In A Hole

Bury me softly in this womb

I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom

Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved

See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who won't let himself be

Down in a hole, losin' control

 Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied

Down in a hole and they've put all

The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
of my feelings beneath

Down in a hole, losin' my soul

Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, out of control

I'd like to fly but my

Wings have been so denied

Bury me softly in this womb

I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom

Oh I want to be inside of you *xxx

Down in a hole, feelin' so small

Down in a hole, losin' my soul
 Down in a hole, out of control

I'd like to fly but my

Wings have been so denied

Would?

Know me broken by my master

Teach thee on child of love hereafter

Into the flood again

Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way

Drifting body it's sole desertion

Flying not yet quite the notion

Into the flood again

Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way

Am I wrong?
Have I run too far to get home
Have I gone?
And left you here alone *2

If I would, could you?

LAYNE STANLEY - VC,CHT

JERRY CANTRELL - CHT,VC
MIKE STAR - BAS
SEAN KINNEY - DR