This song was originally written by a guy called Peter Gutteridge. He was one of the founders of the "Dunedin Sound" a musical scene in the south of New Zealand in the early 80s. From there it was covered by "The Clean" one of the early bands of that scene (he had originally been a member of in it's early days, writing a couple of their best early songs). The Dunedin sound, and the Clean became popular on american college radio in the mid to late 80s. I guess Yo La Tengo heard that version.
Great version of a great song,
What is this that I feel?
And what is this that I fear?
In these arms they whored out
Amongst the worms that mate in these fields, oh
From pressure to pain, I wish to stay awake
In the measure I test with your love for me
So shout against these walls
With hope that one will break free
So hear me
What is this that you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
I'm not gonna hold your hand here, when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
So picture this face and burn it to flake
To shelter it at home, at the fireplace
And all but memory will fade with the flick of the flame
So, I have a secret
That no one should know, that I shouldn't tell
But of all the, but of all the worlds
This one won't feel, this one just won't leave me well
What is this shit you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell
In the press of your bed
Do you feel that your stay here is good?
Oh boy, I'm eating my way back home
In the press of your bed
Do you feel that your stay here is good?
Oh boy, I'm eating my way back home
As father told son, in the make of his final escape
Should all good boys die
With god at their side at the grace of his gates?
No, the robot holds none
With a mind and a heart to comply
Then I will disguise and grieve of those dead when I'm given the time
Run, little rabbit
Go, hide in the blades of that grass
Run, rabbit, run
Should capture be our earnest fault
Breathe up through lust, I'll find your cure
In there, I'll kill, kill her
In there, I'll kill, kill, kill her
With your last breath of air
As the earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
And give up your life?
With your last breath of air
As the earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
The love of your life?
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat, eat
And what is this that I fear?
In these arms they whored out
Amongst the worms that mate in these fields, oh
From pressure to pain, I wish to stay awake
In the measure I test with your love for me
So shout against these walls
With hope that one will break free
So hear me
What is this that you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
I'm not gonna hold your hand here, when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
So picture this face and burn it to flake
To shelter it at home, at the fireplace
And all but memory will fade with the flick of the flame
So, I have a secret
That no one should know, that I shouldn't tell
But of all the, but of all the worlds
This one won't feel, this one just won't leave me well
What is this shit you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell
In the press of your bed
Do you feel that your stay here is good?
Oh boy, I'm eating my way back home
In the press of your bed
Do you feel that your stay here is good?
Oh boy, I'm eating my way back home
As father told son, in the make of his final escape
Should all good boys die
With god at their side at the grace of his gates?
No, the robot holds none
With a mind and a heart to comply
Then I will disguise and grieve of those dead when I'm given the time
Run, little rabbit
Go, hide in the blades of that grass
Run, rabbit, run
Should capture be our earnest fault
Breathe up through lust, I'll find your cure
In there, I'll kill, kill her
In there, I'll kill, kill, kill her
With your last breath of air
As the earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
And give up your life?
With your last breath of air
As the earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
The love of your life?
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you, to the end with you)
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat, eat
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I don't know where you got these from, but there are alot of mistakes, but it's mostly right