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arrr. my soulseek's not being my friend... could i be a bit cheeky and ask you to sendspace that for me?
(and buggrit, i think we should have each other's email addresses. and send things like this when it seems appropriate...

was a video clip of a live version - I'll upload the corresponding mp3 the second the Levs christmas bundle stops re-upping
http://sharebee.com/bbd596c4


Good, good, good, good, good, good technology
Good technology
arrgh, you're making me want to listen to that again :mad::cool:
eta: the cd's in the other room, and I'll end up being here all night playing it on a loop:rolleyes:


happy boxingday, ms hopelessly romantic rollinder xxxxxxxxx
thanks :) - there's a second copy sitting arround waiting for me to afford having it properly printed :rolleyes:

xxxxxxxx back.
 
For Tufty
Levellers - Carry Me (live)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/7r5zgy

np:
If you can play on the fiddle
How's about a British jig and reel?
Speaking King's English in quotation
As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust
water froze
In the generation

Clear as winter ice
This is your paradise
There ain't no need for ya
There ain't no need for ya

Go straight to hell boy
Go straight to hell boy

Y'wanna join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say papa papa papa papa-san take me home
See me got photo photo
Photograph of you
Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san

Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid.
It ain't Coca-Cola it's rice.

Straight to hell boy
Go straight to hell boy
Go straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boy

Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody they wanna go home
So Mamma-san says

You wanna play mind-crazed banjo
On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?
In Parkland International
Hah! Junkiedom U.S.A.
Where procaine proves(grooves?) the purest rock man groove
and rat poison
The volatile Molatov says-

PSSST...
HEY CHICO WE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YA...
VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO
FROM ALPHABET CITY ALL THE WAY A TO Z, DEAD, HEAD

Go straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boys

Straight to Hell

Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
There ain't no need for ya
There ain't no need for ya
Go straight to hell boy
Go straight to hell boy

Can you really cough it up loud and strong
The immigrants
They wanna sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Most likely could be any frontier
Any hemisphere
No man's land
there ain't no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived round here

straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boy
Go straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boys

Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody they wanna go home now
Rickshaw rides ten bob a penny, ten bob a penny...
 
thanks :) - there's a second copy sitting arround waiting for me to afford having it properly printed :rolleyes:

xxxxxxxx back.

little hint: the anarchoprinters, if they like your stuffs (and i don't see how they could not) will print and distribute for you on account, until you has the pennies. they're generally ok with waiting up to six months for it, or having a fuckload of green and blacks sent/you repaying the karma another way


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I was born my papa's son
A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun
Now some of you would live through me
Lock me up and throw away the key
Or just find a place to hide away
Hope that I'll just go away

I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight

I'll bring you precious contraband
And ancient tales from distant lands
Of conquerors and concubines and
Conjurers from darker times
Betrayal and conspiracy
Sacrilege and heresy


I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight

I got every thing you want or need
Your darkest fear, your fondest dream
I ask you questions, tell you lies
Criticize and sympathize
Be careful what you wish for friend
Because I've been to hell and now I'm back again

I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
 
If you don`t know where I come from
You better stear clear of my trail
From the dark side of London
And that`s way beyond the pale
Grandpa came from Russia
Stowed away hidden in some bales
And he took my Grandma dancing
To the air raid sirens wail

Saint George used his sword
On the immigrant poor
`Cos he can`t kill no dragon
If I was in those shoes
I`d say Soweto`s gonna happen here too
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news
& with the winter coming...

Crossing all the borders
Through the smoke of war and rain
Papers out of order
On a military train
A coat, a bag, a baby
Status: refugee
These are the people of my family

Don`t anybody know that
This city was made
Of immigrant blood & money
If I was in those shoes
A blackshirt with the playboy blues
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news
And with the winter coming...

Now there`s a rocker in Vladivostok
Got every side by Jerry Lee
But for accidents of disorder
That guy could well be me
I want everybody to know this
I want everyone to hear
Immigration built the nation
You got a bloodclaat standing here

Saint George used his sword
On the immigrant poor
`Cos he can`t kill no dragon
If I was in those shoes
I`d say Soweto`s gonna happen here too
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news

And with the winter coming...

Don`t anybody know that
The city was made
Of immigrant blood and money
If I was in those shoes
A blackshirt with the playboy blues
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news

And with the winter coming...
 
splutter

I was brought up in an ideal home
Bay windows let the sun shine through
Natural light chased the shadows
I was brought up in an ideal home

In an ideal home nothing you do can go wrong
In an ideal home everything's safe and you can
Sit by the fire, read a good book or watch TV

Miserable songs from the house next door
Perhaps they're planning to end it all
They should come around to our house
Like the sunshine, in our ideal home

In an ideal home nothing you do can go wrong
In an ideal home there's never an awkward silence
Turn out the lights, sit in the dark and watch the stars
Everything's safe in an ideal home

In an ideal home
In an ideal home
In an ideal home
 
kinell i've not heard this before. no offence/rawness intended at anyone w/the lyrics

I stopped talking when I was six years old
I didn't want anything more to do with the outside world
I was happy being quiet
But of course they wouldn't leave me alone
My parents tried every trick in the book
From speech therapists to child psychologists
They even tried bribery
I could have anything, as long as I said it out loud

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

Of course this episode didn't last forever
I'd made my point and it was time to move on
To peel away the next layer of deceit
And see what new surprises lay in store
My school report said I showed no interest
'A disruptive influence' I felt sorry for them in a way
And when they finally expelled me
It didn't mean a thing

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

('At that time she stopped what she was doing, she stopped playing... she stared, she had the
facial grimicing... and then the psychiatrist was saying, 'Julie, Julie, can you hear me? Can you
open your eyes? Can you stick out your tongue?' And all of a sudden, Julie struck out')

The November when I came home the Christmas decorations were already up
Spray on snow, coloured flashing lights
And an artificial tree that played Silent Night
Over and over again
My parents welcomed me with loving arms
But within an hour were back at each others throats
Normal, happy childhood back on course
Batteries not included

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
 
Dont remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what itd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied

So as you read this know my friends
Id love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My bodys gone thats all

A tout le monde
A tout les amis
Je vous aime
Je dois partir
There are the last words
Ill ever speak
And theyll set me free

If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
Theres nothing more to say

Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living are scarred
 
In that moment I
was frozen out
Of a story that I
knew all about
Then I called her
in the evening
My depression started lifting

I won't let it kill me
This time
I won't let it kill me
This time

Up to the surface
came a feeling
Left me useless
Left me reeling

I won't let it kill me
This time
I won't let it kill me
This time
When the beats run
dry there's gonna be
some blood
[repeat x6]

I won't let it kill me
This time
I won't let it kill me
This time
 
As soon as I'm left alone
The devil wanders into my soul

And I pretend to myself
And I pretend to myself

I go out
To the old milestone
Insanely expecting
You to come there
Knowing that I wait for you there
That I wait for you there

Come!
Come!
Come here at once
Come!
Come
On a night with no moon

Because all of my being is now in pining
All of my being is now in pining

What formerly had cheered me
Now seems
Insignificant
Insignificant
 
Yeah I feel better today, I think that shit was just a phase,
My whole outlook's changed, I've even stopped feelin' strange.
I can understand why you was mad now,
Why should you be the one who has to loose out, just cuz I'm on one?
I said 'I'm always gonna have shit going on!'

I feel so much better today, chase the bad things away.

I was glad I turned the corner man, cuz I was sick of feelin rough
I was getting paranoid about the silliest of stuff.
I was at me wit’s end pulling my hair out, I'd just about had enough.
And all I needed was a hug and that little bit of love.

I feel so much better today, chase the bad things away.

And I really do feel so much better, I really do feel so much better.
And I’ve gotta find my phone to tell yer,
maybe even write you a love letter.
Eitherway I've gotta tell ya, eitherway I've gotta tell ya,

I feel so much better today, chase the bad things away.

And yeah I really do feel better and it almost don’t feel right,
So im gonna store this thought away for a bit,
And I'm not saying it aynt gonna be hard at times,
Cuz it's always your favourate top you bin,
but think man it could have been your skin.
And I think we might just be OK, but what does it matter either way,
cuz she's the one that's always there.
Yeah she's the one that always cares.
Yeah she's the one that always there.
Cuz your the one that always cares.
I love ya.
I've godda find my phone to tell 'er
Ahhh, maybe even write you a love letter.
Ahh, eitherway I've gotta tell ya, eitherway I've gotta tell ya,
Ahh eitherway I've gotta tell ya, eitherway I've gotta tell ya,
Eitherway ... eitherway eitherway ... (... lots of eitherways ...)
 
Yeah I feel better today, I think that shit was just a phase,
My whole outlook's changed, I've even stopped feelin' strange.
I can understand why you was mad now,
Why should you be the one who has to loose out, just cuz I'm on one?
I said 'I'm always gonna have shit going on!'

I feel so much better today, chase the bad things away.

I was glad I turned the corner man, cuz I was sick of feelin rough
I was getting paranoid about the silliest of stuff.
I was at me wit’s end pulling my hair out, I'd just about had enough.
And all I needed was a hug and that little bit of love.

I feel so much better today, chase the bad things away.

And I really do feel so much better, I really do feel so much better.
And I’ve gotta find my phone to tell yer,
maybe even write you a love letter.
Eitherway I've gotta tell ya, eitherway I've gotta tell ya,

I feel so much better today, chase the bad things away.

And yeah I really do feel better and it almost don’t feel right,
So im gonna store this thought away for a bit,
And I'm not saying it aynt gonna be hard at times,
Cuz it's always your favourate top you bin,
but think man it could have been your skin.
And I think we might just be OK, but what does it matter either way,
cuz she's the one that's always there.
Yeah she's the one that always cares.
Yeah she's the one that always there.
Cuz your the one that always cares.
I love ya.
I've godda find my phone to tell 'er
Ahhh, maybe even write you a love letter.
Ahh, eitherway I've gotta tell ya, eitherway I've gotta tell ya,
Ahh eitherway I've gotta tell ya, eitherway I've gotta tell ya,
Eitherway ... eitherway eitherway ... (... lots of eitherways ...)

why has nobody played me this before?

brummie love :cool:
 
Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall
She asked him, Never leave me
He tells her that he won't
But the boy is young and foolish and knows it all
And he puts it about when he goes out
Stories they get told

And stories, yeah stories get told...

It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes

And these lovers trip and stumble down the road
And on the grass they fumble round, like a flower their love grows
And by the flower grows a weed and not the kind you smoke
It raises up its ugly head, our lovers are in a chokehold
Two lovers, two lovers in a hold...

It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he just keeps her on her toes

And I bet a bad thought don't cross her mind
And if it does she just discards it till it's gone away
I bet of all of her she sees, she feels
There's somewhere that she stores it till it's gone away
Till it's gone away
Till it's gone away

It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
On her toes
Said the boy ain't no genius but he keeps her on her toes

Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall
She asked him, Never leave me
He tells her that he won't

lovely vid too :)

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=YuhUX7-Kh_A&feature=related
 
I've been a desperate man
I've been sheltered by a lonely dream
But there's a stranger here
Looking up above the bathroom sink
And every night I throw you out
Leave you stranded on the boulevard
You love it how I use you up
How I used you like I used 'em all
With the band singing hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You're all gone. You're all gone.

If I could find a simple love
How would it feel and what would it mean?
I'd only trade in you know
For a Mary Magdalene
I know it wouldn't make me a saint
Yeah, it wouldn't make me the king
But then I wouldn't have to wait
Wait around for the real thing
Well the band's singing hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You're all gone. Yeah, you're all gone.

Hallelujah
You're all gone. Oh yeah, yeah, hey.
 
I feel the cold setting in,
I feel the goosebumps all over my skin,
I start to fear the worse, I'm feeling so low,
I shouldn't feel like this in my own home.

Feels like my teeth are falling out,
From all the giberish that's been pouring out my mouth,
What was i thinking? What was i doing with that milf?
My chin is exhausted, man it was time for filth.

And it's not a good way to start the day,
I know it's done me no good,
I don't wanna face the world, but i know that i should.
Tell myself I wont do it again, but i know i will be
lying in my bed my thoughts racing.
Like they always have been.
Like they always will be.
Like they always have been.
Like they always will be.

And i feel that chill back in the air,
Though i can't see no one, i feel their stare,
They've sussed out my name, know everything I've done.
And this could be our secret, if they just don't tell no one

And it's not a good way to start the day,
I know it's done me no good,
I don't wanna face the world, but i know that i should.
Tell myself I wont do it again, but i know i will be
lying in my bed my thoughts racing.
Like they always have been.
Like they always will be.
Like they always have been.
Like they always will be.

And the suns gone down and I'd love it to rise,
Lets me know that I've survived.
Every noise runs down my spine.
Keep the clock to check the time.
I need to talk, need conversation,
Rack my brain for explanations,
Need you here just holding me,
Shield me so they'll leave me be.
But that's the way I've always been,
And that's the way I'll always be.
And there's no fucking change in me.
Cause that's the way I'll always be.

And it's not a good way to start the day,
I know it's done me no good,
I don't wanna face the world, but i know that i should.
Tell myself I wont do it again, but i know i will be
lying in my bed my thoughts racing.
Like they always have been.
Like they always will be.
Like they always have been.
Like they always will be
 
lightning crashes, a new mother cries
her placenta falls to the floor
the angel opens her eyes
the confusion sets in
before the doctor can even close the door

lightning crashes, an old mother dies
her intentions fall to the floor
the angel closes her eyes
the confusion that was hers
belongs now, to the baby down the hall

oh now feel it comin' back again
like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind
forces pullin' from the center of the earth again
I can feel it.

lightning crashes, a new mother cries
this moment she's been waiting for
the angel opens her eyes
pale blue colored iris,
presents the circle
and puts the glory out to hide, hide
 
I woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes,
When Mike came over with a script surprise.
A Mafioso story with a twist,
A "Too Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch,
Get your ass out of bed, he said:
I'll explain it on the way.
But we did nothing, absolutely nothing that day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
I got the fever for the flavour, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.
And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us,
As we rode on the ten down to Venice again.
Flaring out the G-Funk,
Sipping on a juice and gin,
Just me and a friend.
Feeling kinda groovy,
Working on a movie. (Yeah right!)
But we did nothing, absolutely but kiss that day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
With my mind on my money and my money on my... Beer, beer!
I know that life is for the taking, so I better wise up, and take it quick.
Yeah, one more time at Trader Vic's.
Some men there wanted to hurt us,
And other men said we weren't worth the fuss.
We could see them all bitching by the bar,
About the fine line, between the rich and the poor.
Then Mike turned to me and said:
"What do you think we got done son?"
We've got a conclusion, and I guess that's something, so I ask you:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
I got the fever for the nectar, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.
We need to fix you up, call me Monday and maybe we'll fix it all up.
Hell-A-L.A., Hell hell-A-L.A.! ...
So I ask you:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
Hell-A-L.A., Hell hell-A-L.A.
 
Take this pink ribbon off my eyes
I'm exposed
And it's no big surprise
Don't you think I know
Exactly where I stand
This world is forcing me
To hold your hand
'Cause I'm just a girl, little 'ol me
Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights

Oh...I've had it up to here!
The moment that I step outside
So many reasons
For me to run and hide
I can't do the little things I hold so dear
'Cause it's all those little things
That I fear

'Cause I'm just a girl I'd rather not be
'Cause they won't let me drive
Late at night I'm just a girl,
Guess I'm some kind of freak
'Cause they all sit and stare
With their eyes

I'm just a girl,
Take a good look at me
Just your typical prototype

Oh...I've had it up to here!
Oh...am I making myself clear?
I'm just a girl
I'm just a girl in the world...
That's all that you'll let me be!
I'm just a girl, living in captivity
Your rule of thumb
Makes me worry some

I'm just a girl, what's my destiny?
What I've succumbed to Is making me numb
I'm just a girl, my apologies
What I've become is so burdensome
I'm just a girl, lucky me
Twiddle-dum there's no comparison

Oh...I've had it up to!
Oh...I've had it up to!!
Oh...I've had it up to here!
 
I will confess to you
Because you made me think about the times
You turn the picture on to me and I'll turn over
The picture was a masterpiece of comic timing
But you wouldn't laugh at all
And I wonder what the boy was thinking
The picture was an old collage of something classical
The model with the tragic hair
Because without a doubt he'd given up the fight
The ghost of somebody at his side

I will confess to you
Because I didn't think about the message
As I walked down the alleyway it was a Sunday
And all my friends deserted me because you painted me
As the fraud I really was
And if you think you see with just your eyes you're mad
'Cause Lisa learned a lot from putting on a blindfold
When she knew she had been bad
She met another blind kid at a fancy dress
It was the best sex she ever had

I'll send a dress to you
Because it's needing badly taken in
But I was so embarressed that I missed your party
It was me that paid for it eventually
Because you know how much I wanted
To meet your friend the star of stage and local press
The dream of all the bowlie kids that hang around here
And I'm no different from the rest
I'm not too proud to say that I'm okay with
The girl next door who's famous for showing her chest

You're not impressed by me
But it's a funny way for you to tell me
A whisper in a choir stall
The man was talking about you simultaneously
Frankly, I let my heavy eyelids flutter
Because I have been sleeping badly lately
I know you were historical from all the books I've read
But I thought you could be bluffing
And with this chance I've missed I feel remiss
It's days and months before I see you again
 
You spend too much time sat in your bedroom, on your PC
Are you sure you couldn't have found the time, swallowed your pride and admitted your jealousy
Next week you'll trying again to pull one of my city's many front men
If you do not have the internet, would you be into them
I very much doubt so how would they know so

What took you so long, was there a queue at the post office
What took you so long, was there a dirty double-decker stagecoach, you just happened to miss

Sometimes I'm bad, sometimes I'm rotten, sometimes I say things I probably, should have forgotten about people or things
Do you know who I am, I'm like a Morrissey with some strings

What took you so long, was there a queue at the post office
What took you so long, was there a dirty double-decker stagecoach, you just happened to miss

You're always bad, you're always rotten and you always say things that, you should forgotten or have you had enough
Of your stereotypical bit of the rough

And then we all go...

What took you so long, was there a queue at the post office
What took you so long, was there a dirty double-decker stagecoach, you just happened to miss

i see you falling
how long to go before you hit the ground
you keep on falling
what am i to do
when you're miles away?

now your grip's too strong
can't catch love with a net or a gun
gotta keep faith cos your path will change
gotta keep faith that your luck will change tomorrow
tomorrow

now your grip's too strong
can't catch love with a net or a gun
gotta keep faith that your path will change
gotta keep faith that your love will change tomorrow
 
Here comes that shit again
I've got a halloweenhead
Head full of tricks and treats
It leads me thru the nighttime streets
Black cats and falling trees
Under ladders always walking
Salt shaker spills just throw it over your shoulder, babe
I've got a bad idea again, i've got a
Halloweenhead, halloweenhead
Head full of candy bags
Costume shops and punks in drag
Head full of tricks and treats
Places where junkies meet
And it leads me thru streets at night
That's alright, i just watch i don't go inside
It's all the same old shit again
I got a halloweenhead
I got a halloweenhead
Lord, i got a halloweenhead
Guitar solo :)rolleyes: :D...)
I got a halloweenhead
Lord, i've got a halloweenhead
I got a halloweenhead
Oh lord, i've got a halloweenhead
Here comes that shit again
I've gota halloweenhead
Head of tricks and treats
It leads me thru the nighttime streets
Downtown
Downtown
Downtown
I've got a halloweenhead
Lord, i've got a halloweenhead
What the fuck's wrong with me, god i'm a halloweenhead
 
Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together

I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave

So please back away and let me go
I can't my darling i love you so...

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye
 
I woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes,
When Mike came over with a script surprise.
A Mafioso story with a twist,
A "Too Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch,
Get your ass out of bed, he said:
I'll explain it on the way.
But we did nothing, absolutely nothing that day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
I got the fever for the flavour, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.
And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us,
As we rode on the ten down to Venice again.
Flaring out the G-Funk,
Sipping on a juice and gin,
Just me and a friend.
Feeling kinda groovy,
Working on a movie. (Yeah right!)
But we did nothing, absolutely but kiss that day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
With my mind on my money and my money on my... Beer, beer!
I know that life is for the taking, so I better wise up, and take it quick.
Yeah, one more time at Trader Vic's.
Some men there wanted to hurt us,
And other men said we weren't worth the fuss.
We could see them all bitching by the bar,
About the fine line, between the rich and the poor.
Then Mike turned to me and said:
"What do you think we got done son?"
We've got a conclusion, and I guess that's something, so I ask you:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
I got the fever for the nectar, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.
We need to fix you up, call me Monday and maybe we'll fix it all up.
Hell-A-L.A., Hell hell-A-L.A.! ...
So I ask you:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
Hell-A-L.A., Hell hell-A-L.A.

Twang version so bit different :D
 
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home
 
^ that was the one done by Iron & Wine wasn't it (keep getting it & District sleeps tonight confused)
goes looking on youtube
 
postal service version tonight.

but ohhh iron and wine - good plan

*scampers back to youtubesearching*
 
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home

^ this - Postal service & Iron & wine versions
fuck - memories of 2003 or so: X-ray magazine/XFM cds, Indie rock/electronica stations on spinner/spinamp radio and some headfuck(up)ness
 
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