9–9 Songtext
von R.E.M.

Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction? Nothing much
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord to hesitate

Got to punch,
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Got a stripe
Down his back
All nine yards
Down her back

Give me a couple
Don′t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear


Got to punch,
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Got a stripe
Down his back
All nine yards
Down her back

Give me a couple
Don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation

What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?

Got to punch,
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Got a stripe
Down her back
All nine yards
Down his back

Give me a couple
Don′t give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear

Conversation fear, conversation fear, conversation fear