Difranco, Ani - Fuel Lyrics

You tell me whats real

Incredible work, beautiful lyrics and execution. Love it!

Her voice sounds like gold

very groovy

Listening in 2019 vancouver Canada. ..just like back in the 90s

Thank you for posting this. I lost my Little Plastic Castle CD and this song has been running through my head a lot.

They were digging a new foundation in Manhattan 
And they discovered a slave cemetery there 
May their souls rest easy now that lynching is frowned upon 
And we've moved on to the electric chair 
And I wonder who's gonna be president 
Tweedle Dumb or Tweedle Dumber? 
And who's gonna have the big Blockbuster box office this summer 
How 'bout we put up a wall 
Between the houses and the highway 
And then you can go your way 
And I can go my way

Except all the radios agree with all the TVs 
And all the magazines agree with all the radios 
And I keep hearing that same damn song 
Everywhere I go

Maybe I should put a bucket over my head 
And a marshmallow in each ear 
And stumble around for another dumb numb week 
For another hum drum hit song to appear

People used to make records 
As in a record of an event 
The event of people 
Playing music in a room 
Now everything is cross-marketing 
It's about sunglasses and shoes 
Or guns or drugs 
You choose

We got it rehashed 
We got it half-assed 
We're digging up all the graves 
And we're spitting on the past 
And we can choose between the colors 
Of the lipstick on the whores 
'Cause we know the difference 
Between the font of twenty percent more 
And the font of teriyaki 
You tell me 
How does that make you feel?

You tell me what's real

They say that alcoholics are always alcoholics 
Even when they're dry as my lips for years 
Even when they're stranded on a small desert island 
With no place in two thousand miles to buy beer 
And I wonder is he different 
Is he different 
Has he changed 
What he is about? 
Or is he just a liar 
With nothing to lie about?

Am I headed for the same brick wall? 
Is there anything I can do 
About anything at all? 
Except go back to that corner in Manhattan 
And dig deeper 
Dig deeper this time 
Down beneath the impossible pain of our history 
Beneath unknown bones 
Beneath the bedrock of the mystery 
Beneath the sewage system and the path train 
Beneath the cobblestones and the water main 
Beneath the traffic of friendships and street deals 
Beneath the screeching of kamikaze cab wheels 
Beneath everything I can think of to think about 
Beneath it all 
Beneath all get out 
Beneath the good and the kind and the stupid and the cruel 
There's a fire that's just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a fire just waiting

Ani I've loved you for literally two thirds of my life, you are a tremendous {hero} heroine... Thank you for bravely, brutally, brilliantly & beautifully expressing all the feelings that have always been so difficult for me to even define... You have been a very good friend to me, in some of my darkest times. I hope one day i can somehow return some of the many blessings to you which your music has been to me for the last 25 years since i first heard one of my mom's friends play the Dilate album one heartbroken day when i was an idealistic naive little Kyrie growing up way too soon in Sacramento, California... You were the one who knew what i was going thru. Exactly what i was going through. You helped me get through it. Thanks. So. Much.

BRILLIANT !! Just awesome..heard this wen first come out yrs ago, well done ani de Franco, amazing God given gift. Xx

Gasolina!

the 1990s really sucked for music.

Raelspark so edgy

What amazing word put together to tell the most amazing truth

I love NEW York City...lol