CELEBRITY SKIN Music:   Lyrics:
Oh, make my over I'm all I want to be A walking study In demonology
Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, so glad you could make it now
Oh, look at my face My name is might have been My name is never was My name's forgotton
Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, there's only us left now
When I wake up in my makeup It's too early for that dress Wilted and faded somewhere in Hollywood I'm glad I came here With your pound of flesh No second billing cause you're a star now Oh, Cinderella They aren't sluts like you Beautiful garbage beautiful dresses Can you stand up or will you just fall down
You better watch out What you wish for It better be worth it So much to die for
Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now really made it Hey, there's only us left now
When I wake up in my makeup Have you ever felt so used up as this? It's all so sugarless Hooker/waitress/model/actress Oh, just go nameless Honeysuckle, she's full of poison She obliterated everything she kissed Now she's fading Somewhere in Hollywood I'm glad I came here With your pound of flesh
You want a part of me Well, I'm not selling cheap No, I'm not selling cheap
©1998 Mother May I Music / Echo Echo Tunes (BMI)
AWFUL Music:    Lyrics:
Swing low sweet cherry Make it awful It's your life, it's your party, it's so awful Let's start a fire Let's have a riot! Yeah it's awful It was punk Yeah, it was perfect now it's awful
They know how to break all the girls like you And they rob the souls of the girls like you And they break the hearts of the girls
Swing low, cherry, cherry Yeah it's awful He's drunk, he tastes Like candy, he's so beautiful He's so deep like dirty water God, he's awful You're lost, oh, where's your daddy - it's so awful
And they royalty rate all the girls like you And they sell it out to the girls like you To incorporate little girls
Hey, run away with the light Run away it's divine Let's run away, yeah, tonight and We'll steal the light of the world Swing low, sweet cherry, yeah, it's awful You're ripe for the picking, it's so awful You've got your youth Don't waste your money Yeah it's awful I was punk! Now I'm just stupid! I'm so awful
Oh, just shut up you're only 16
If the world is so wrong Yeah you can break them all With one song If the world is so wrong yeah you can take it all With one song
Swing low sweet cherry Make it awful They bought it all, just build a new one, Make it beautiful...yeah
©1998 Mother May I Music (BMI)
HIT SO HARD Music:   Lyrics:
Put me up above the boy The one I love I should destroy My sweet tooth has burned a hole Forget about it all
He hit so hard I saw stars He hit so hard I saw God
He's cold give him a candycoat He can't swim but he can float One by one they all fall down I look at him and drown
He hit so hard I saw stars He hit so hard I saw God
He's so candy my downfall Melts in my mouth, 'til he's nothing at all This keeps me, I can't sleep He rages to be true
He hit so hard I saw stars He hit so hard I saw God
Oh, man, he hit so hard I saw stars He hit so hard I saw God
©1998 Mother May I Music / Echo Echo Tunes (BMI)
MALIBU Music:   Lyrics:
Crash and burn All the stars explode tonight How'd you get so desperate How'd you stay alive Help me please Burn the sorrow from your eyes Oh, come on be alive again Don't lay down and die
Hey, hey You know what to do Oh, baby, drive away to Malibu
Get well soon Please don't go any higher How are you so burnt when You're barely on fire Cry to the angels I'm gonna rescue you I'm gonna set you free tonight, baby Pour over me
Hey, hey We're all watching you Oh, baby, fly away to Malibu Cry to the angels And let them swallow you Go and part the sea, yeah, in Malibu
...And the sun goes down I watch you slip away And the sun goes down I walk into the waves And I knew Love would tear you apart Oh and I knew The darkest secret of your heart
I'm gonna follow you Oh baby, fly away, yeah, to Malibu Oceans of angels Oceans of stars Down by the sea is where you Drown your scars
...I can't be near you The light just radiates I can't be near you The light just radiates...
©1998 Mother May I Music / Echo Echo Tunes (BMI)
REASONS TO BE BEAUTIFUL Music:     Lyrics:
Love hangs herself With the bedsheets in her cell Threw myself on fires for you 10 good reasons to stay alive 10 good reasons that I can't find
Oh, give me a reason to be beautiful So sick in his body, so sick in his soul Oh, give me one reason to be beautiful Oh, and everything I am
Love hates you I live my life in ruins for you And for all your secrets kept I squashed the blossom and the blossom's dead
Oh, give me a reason to be beautiful So sick in his body, so sick in his soul Oh, and I will make myself so beautiful Oh, and everything I am
Miles and miles of perfect skin I swear I do, I fit right in My love burns through everything I cannot breathe Mile and miles of perfect sin I swear, I said, I fit right in I fit right in your perfect skin I cannot breathe
Hey, baby, take it all the way...down Hey, baby, taste me anyway Oh, you were born So pretty oh summerbabe We'll never know... And fading like a rose
Give me a reason to be beautiful So sick in his body, so sick in his soul I'll give you my body, just sell me your soul Oh, and everything I am will be bought and sold Oh, and everything I am will turn hard and cold
And they say in the end You'll get bitter just like them And they steal your heart away When the fire goes out you better learn to fake It's better to rise than fade away...
Hey you were right Named a star for your eyes Did you freeze did you weep Turn to gold, baby, sleep
Hey honey mine I was there all the time And I weep at your feet And it rains and rains
©1998 Mother May I Music / Satin Doombox / Rondor Music Publishing (BMI) / Stridgirl Music / BMG Songs Inc. (ASCAP) |
DYING Music:  Lyrics:
I am so dumb Just beam me up I've had it all forever I've had enough
©1998 Mother May I Music / Echo Echo Tunes (BMI)
USE ONCE AND DESTROY Music:    Lyrics:
It's the emptiness that follows you down It's the ache inside when it all burns out It's poisonous it muscles it aches It's everything you had when it breaks
It's the emptiness that's all you have left Too terrified of your frozen breath It's a bitter mouth it's buttered and knived It's the awful truth you fight for your life
It might as well it might as well hurt It might as well it might as well
I went down to rescue you I went all the way down Fill you hungry wretched life Here they come it's closing time
It's the bitter root it's twisted inside It's the heart you used to have when it died It's the emptiness it poisons it lies It's everything that you'll never find
It might as well it might as well hurt It might as well it might as well
I went down for the remains Sort through all your blurs and stains Take your rapture blister burns Stand in line it's not your turn
All dressed in red, always the bride Off with her head, all dressed in white Off with her head
I went down to rescue you I went all the way down I went down for the remains Sort through all your blurs and stains
Ooh, I will follow you Anytime anywhere Ooh, I will come for you Just say you aren't there
©1998 Mother May I Music (BMI)
NORTHERN STAR Music: Lyrics:
And I cry and no one can hear Inhale The blinded eyes that see The chaos Bring the pitiful to me Even though I'm wide-awake, I will, & blackest night & I wait for you It's cold in here there's no one left & I wait for you & nothing stops it happening & I knew, I'd cherish all my misery alone And I wait staring at the Northern Star I'm afraid it won't lead me anywhere, He's so cold he will ruin the world tonight All the angels kneel into the Northern Lights Kneel into the frozen lights And they paid, I cry and cry for you Ghosts that haunt you with their sorrow I cried 'cause you were doomed Praying to the wound that swallows All that's cold and cruel Can you see the trees, charity and gratitiude They run to the pines It's black in here blot out the sun & run to the pines Our misery runs wild and free & I knew, the fire and the ashes of his grace... And I wait staring at the Northern Star I'm afraid it won't lead you very far He's so cold he will win the world tonight All the angels kneel into the frozen lights Feel their hearts they're cold and white And I want you And blessed are the broken And I beg you No loneliness, no misery is worth you Oh tear his heart out cold as ice it's mine And I wait praying to the Northern Star I'm afraid it won't lead you anywhere He's so cold raining on the world tonight All the angels kneeling to the Northern Lights And I pray begging to the Northern Star I'm afraid it won't lead you anywhere He's so cold he will rule the world tonight All the angels kneeling to the Northern Lights Kneeling to the frozen lights Feel their hearts they're cold as ice.....VELUT INTER-IGNIS-LUNA-MINOR
©1998 Mother May I Music (BMI)
BOYS ON THE RADIO Music:   Lyrics:
Oh the boys on the radio They crash and burn They fold and fade so slow
In your endless summer night I'll be on the other side When you're beautiful and dying All the world that you've denied When the water is too deep You can close your eyes and really sleep Tonight
Your beauty blinds
If I let you in, under my skin And risen every angel slain
I know what you are running to Please come back, oh, come back again I hear the truth It's coming from you Oh come back, won't come back again
In your endless summer night I'll be on the other side When the water is too deep I will ease your suffering When the glitter fades in morning Turn away and you will find my empty eyes Your beauty blinds
I know that you are rotten to the core I know that you don't love me anymore I know that you are rotten to the core
©1998 Mother May I Music (BMI)
HEAVEN TONIGHT Music: Lyrics:
I feel the horses Coming galloping I will never grow old I'll go to heaven tonight
©1998 Mother May I Music (BMI)
PLAYING YOUR SONG Music:   Lyrics:
Hey you, you're way ahead of me You're drunk on apathy You burned right out Hey you, you're just a cripple now They sell for millions now They sold you out
And, oh, I had to tell them you were gone I had to tell them they were wrong And now they're playing your song
Hey you, don't take it out on me You're bored of everything You burned right out Hey you, so bored and cynical It's fucking wonderful They sold you out
And, oh, they've bought and sold it all, it's gone They've taken it and built a mall And now they're playing your song
Ooh, their innocence tastes like candy, yeah Get so fat on it, it's a tragedy, yeah Ooh, I can help you come to me, yeah Just bring your innocence to me, yeah
Hey you, don't you dare blame me You trusted everthingThey sold you out Hey, you, now when they call it cool It's just so mean and cruel They sold you out
And, oh, they bought and sold it all, it's gone And every note of it is wrong And now they're playing your song
©1998 Mother May I Music (BMI)
PETALS Music:   Lyrics:
Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth
All the darling buds of May They fall with no sound They carry you down They carry you down
All the lilies bloomed and blossomed Wilted and they're shivering I can't stop their withering Oh, this world is a war
©1998 Mother May I Music / Echo Echo Tunes (BMI)
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Here is some info and promotional photos from Geffen Records Inc.:
NEW HOLE ALBUM, CELEBRITY SKIN, DUE IN STORES SEPT. 8
BAND TO PERFORM TITLE TRACK AT MTV VIDEO MUSIC AWARDS SEPT. 10
Celebrity Skin (DGC Records), the third album from Hole, will make its debut Sept. 8. Named one of the "most anticipated records of 1998" by Alternative Press (January 1998), it’s the follow-up to 1994’s platinum Live Through This. That disc was deemed "Album of the Year" by Rolling Stone, Spin and the prestigious Village Voice critics poll.
Whereas Live Through This took a step forward in terms of craft from the band’s debut album, Pretty on the Inside, Celebrity Skin makes a leap. Hole’s songs continue to mine a vein of cynicism and irony, but they are now leavened by more optimistic ideals.
Celebrity Skin is also more diverse than its predecessors, with quiet, contemplative ballads taking their place alongside the customarily aggressive rock outings. Acoustic guitar and strings bring new textures to the band’s sonic palette. Sharing the credit for these advances is producer Michael Beinhorn, who oversaw Soundgarden’s Superunknown, Soul Asylum’s Grave Dancer’s Union and The Red Hot Chili Peppers’ Mother’s Milk.
Hole was formed by Courtney Love and Eric Erlandson in Los Angeles in late 1989. In the early ‘90s, the band moved their base of operations to Seattle. Their return to Los Angeles is reflected in the themes woven throughout Celebrity Skin, recorded at L.A.’s Conway Studios, as well as in its look: The packaging features images of the Malibu fires and the Los Angeles Department of Water and Power. In making the city their muse, Hole uphold a tradition established by The Beach Boys, Fleetwood Mac, The Eagles, Jane’s Addiction and X.
Appropriately, the band will mount their first live performance of material from Celebrity Skin in Los Angeles, playing the song "Celebrity Skin" (the first radio track from the record) at the MTV Video Music Awards on Sept. 10.
The Celebrity Skin track listing is as follows: "Celebrity Skin," "Awful," "Hit So Hard," "Malibu," "Reasons to Be Beautiful," "Dying," "Use Once and Destroy," "Northern Star," "Boys on the Radio," "Heaven Tonight," "Playing Your Song," "Petals."
©1998 Geffen Records, Inc.


Album notes:
"This record is dedicated to all the stolen water of Los Angeles and to anyone who ever drowned."
Produced by Michael Beinhorn Engineered by Paul Northfield Mixed by Tom Lord-Alge except "Malibu," "Reasons To Be Beautiful," "Northern Star," and "Heaven Tonight" mixed by Chris Lord-Alge and "Hit So Hard" mixed by Jack Joseph Puig Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York, NY Additional Production: Eric Erlandson
Recorded at Conway Studios, Los Angeles Assistant Engineer: John Nelson Additional recording at Quad Studios NYC, Olympic Studios London, Record Plant L.A. Additional engineering by Rob Eaton, Frank Filipetti, Joe Barresi Additional assistant engineers: Ann Mincieli, Ben Holt, P Dub Walton, Jan Kybert Transfers at Right Track NYC
Mixed at South Beach Studios, Miami Assistant Mix Engineers: Leo Herrera, Femio Hernandez Additional mixing at Image Recording L.A. and Ocean Way Recording L.A. Additional Assistant Mix Engineers: Rob Hoffman, Mike Dy, Jim Champagne
Strings, etc: David Campbell ("Northern Star"), Craig Armstong ("Petals," "Dying") Programming: Michael Beinhorn, Paul DeCarli, Max Risenhoofer, Chris Vrenna, Nick Franglen Studio Tech: Chris Whitemyer (guitars and drums) Special Thanks to Mark "Spike" Stent
A & R: Jim Barber Management: Q Prime, Inc. Legal: Codikow, Carroll, Guido & Groffman, LLP
Art Direction: Joe Mama-Nitzberg, & Janet Wolsborn Front Cover: Guzman Back Cover: Ophelia (Paul Steck, 1895): Giraudon / Art Resource, New York Malibu Fire Photo by Maggie Hallahan / networkimages.com DWP Photo: Richard Prince Black & White Booklet Photo: ©1998 Robert Dawson / Swanstock Ballet Slippers: Vicki Berndt Disc Image: Jim Hodges Executive Muse: Courtney Love
HOLE IS: ERIC ERLANDSON, COURTNEY LOVE, MELISSA AUF DER MAUR, PATTY SCHEMEL
Courtney thanks Echo & The Bunnymen, Stevie Nicks, Janet Billig, The City of Seattle, Wendy, Kim, Brienne, Miss Joan Crawford, Daisy, Nan and Gwen, Loretta Hogg and Eva Bombay, Leonard Cohen, Smithsonian Folkways Anthology of American Folk Music, The City of Roses, Milos Forman and The Czech Republic, Woody, Gurmukh Kaur Khalsa & Master Hong Liu & Nichiren Shoshu, Sister Wende Martin, Ron Anderson, Seth Riggs, PMK, Steve Dontanville, Ed Limato, Mike Wren & Joe Takemini, Danny & Rosemary.... & my two Beautiful Lions.
Eric would like to thank his Family (the evergrowing Erlandson clan), Drew, Bifida, Falsh, Pat McCarthy, Pat Smear (those guitars!), Christiane Steffan, Mark Kates, Dean Castronovo, Bill, Mo, Peter, Elisa, Doug, Nichiren Shoshu, Os Mutantes, San Pedro, Sweden, Serge Moog Bode Burns Veleno Watkins, and everyone else involved in the recording of his album and those who helped my stay alive while I made it... To the memory of Theodore
Melissa: To my parents Linda Gaboriau and Nick Auf der Maur, I love you, and Nick, I miss you. Endless kisses to Grandpa Johnson et milles baisers Herve & Yves deFontenay. Love to the inspirational Grandma Auf der Maur. If it weren't for Fender and Ampeg, what would I play with? Thank you Tanda T. and Christiane S. for all your support. Countless friends... H.J.T., L.C.D., M.R.S., S.S.F, C.C., S.D., F.B., K.Mc., R.W., J.M., T.B.M., M.K., D.H., R.H., A.B., M.S.... hugs & thanks. Love to Dayton and J.F. & T.T. Plus the ladies and gentlemen of Montreal, thanks for being there.
Patty thanks The Schemel Family, Carla Bozulich, Maggie Tuch, DW Drums, Zildjan Cymbals, Promark Sticks.
Hole wishes to thank Brian Celler
Hole, P.O. Box 880790, San Francisco, CA 94188-0790
A portion of the proceeds from the sale of this recording goes to the Kristin Pfaff Memorial Fund and M.A.P.
The catalog number is 25164 and the UPC code is 72064251642
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