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If I'm caught at a dance party without my dancin shoes
And everybody dances on my bare feet
Shame on me
If I'm mindin my business just doin the right thing
And you try to front me off in the street
Shame on you
If a family's waiting for that special blessing to
come their way
But they ain't tryin to get on their knees and pray
Shame on them
And if we live in a time where every nation's fightin
'round the world
Yet we can't all agree that peace is the way

Shame on us
Shame on me, Shame on you, Shame on them, Shame on us
[repeat]
So what the fuss

If I gotta get up early in the morning for a job
interview
And I forget to set the stupid alarm
Shame on me
If my children are playin outside like little children do
And you come 'round there tryin to bring them some harm
Shame on you
Should I be drivin thru a klantown, find a restaurant
to get me some food
And someone says "hey boy, we don't serve your kind"
Shame on them
And if we live in a democracy and you don't use your
power to vote
Knowin some would like to turn back the hands of time

Shame on us
Shame on me, Shame on you, Shame on them, Shame on us
[repeat]
So what the fuss

If I'm hooked on a habit knowin damn well it could
cost me my life
Yet I keep doin what I should do without
Shame on me
If you're locked in a marriage and your other half
just gives you abuse
Yet you've convinced yourself that there's no way out
Shame on you
If we're jammin the music and somebody's got the
audacity
To say that they can jam it better than us
Shame on them
And should there be just a handful that believe that
we are totally free
And there's no need to fight for equality

Shame on us
Shame on me, Shame on you, Shame on them, Shame on us
[repeat]
So what the fuss
 
Well, well, well, well
Fine story to tell
This lovemaking is heart unbreaking

Oh, you and your big cheeks
Have got me
Spinning around now
You and your warm mouth have got me
Talking pr-, talking profound

And we're singing together
And I'm closing my eyes just to reach you
I've been
Building bridges too love
Ever since I met you

Well, well, well, well
Fine story to tell
This lovemaking is heart unbreaking

Made me brand new manner
Fire with a big banner
Well, well, well, well
Fine story to tell

Your heart, baby, is just as big as a russian
And I'm, going to see treu romance
And you'll be the, you'll be the usher

My heads swarming round like a nutter
And trying to mess me up
My heart over boils with desire
And fills up my cup

Now, oh
Well, well, well, well
Fine story to tell
This lovemaking is heart unbreaking

Made me brand new manner
Fire with a big banner
Well, well, well, well
Fine story to tell

Its in the soil now
In the roots too
In my boots wow
All around now
On my CD
In my TV
On your lips
They're just as smiling

Quietly crying in the rain, falling
And you, bought me out of the cold
Trying just to seek out your name, darling
And you, bought me out of the cold



Well, well, well, well
Tough story to tell
That lovemaking was damn heart breaking

It made me brand new again
It sat me down with this pen
Well, well, well, well
Fine story to tell
 
Una voce poco fa
Qui nel cor mi risuonò;
Il mio cor ferito è già,
E lindor fu che il piagò.
Sì, lindoro mio sarà;
Lo giurai, la vincerò.
Il tutor ricuserà,
Io l'ingegno aguzzerò.
Alla fin s'accheterà
E contenta io resterò.
Sì, lindoro mio sarà;
Lo giurai, la vincerò.
Io sono docile,
Son rispettosa,
Sono obbediente,
Dolce, amorosa;
Mi lascio reggere,
Mi fo guidar.
Ma se mi toccano
Dov'è il mio debole
Sarò una vipera
E cento trappole
Prima di cedere
Farò giocar.


 
Mojique sees his village from a nearby hill
Mojique thinks of days before americans came
He sees the foreigners in growing numbers
He sees the foreigners in fancy houses
He thinks of days that he can still remember...now.

Mojique holds a package in his quivering hands
Mojique sends the package to the american man
Softly he glides along the streets and alleys
Up comes the wind that makes them run for cover
He feels the time is surely now or never...more.

The wind in my heart
The wind in my heart
The dust in my head
The dust in my head
The wind in my heart
The wind in my heart
(come to) drive them away

Drive them away.

Mojique buys equipment in the market place
Mojique plants devices in the free trade zone
He feels the wind is lifting up his people
He calls the wind to guide him on his mission
He knows his friend the wind is always standing...by.

Mojique smells the wind that comes from far away
Mojique waits for news in a quiet place
He feels the presence of the wind around him
He feels the power of the past behind him
He has the knowledge of the wind to guide him...on.

The wind in my heart
The wind in my heart
The dust in my head
The dust in my head
The wind in my heart
The wind in my heart
(come to) drive them away

Drive them away.
 
A thought that never changes
Remains a stupid lie
It's never been quite the same
No hearing or breathing
No movement, no colors
Just silence

Rise and fall of shame
A search that shall remain
We asked you what you'd seen
You said you didn't care

Sound formed in a vacuum
May seem a waste of time
It's always been just the same
No hearing or breathing
No movement no lyrics
Just nothing

The sign that leads the way
The path we can not take
You've caught me at a bad time
So why don't you piss off
 
my new favourite song

Hi there!
Some people say it with flowers,
Some people say it at Lloyds,
But you don't find many tryin' to say it with humanoids

Well, the Humanoid Boogie's got the humanoid hip-types
Jumpin' and-a jivin'
Burnin' out their energy cells like an infrared hot dog
Motorbike heart beats flutter to the stutter
Of the humanoid heart-throb sobbin' out a tickertape tune
By the light of the moon
Bleep bleep keep rockin' daddy, do the stroll
Because the Humanoid Boogie's full of humanoid rock and roll

Mad Dan Sugar Man and Henrietta Holocaust
Introduce to you what's new on the humanoid scene
It's a wow, it's a scream
Knick knack paddywack, give a dog a humanoid
Let's have fun, gonna get a personality cell
If all goes well
Bleep bleep keep rockin' daddy, catch the power!
Because the Humanoid Boogie's been requested on Two-way Humanoid Hour

Oh bay-bee!

Some people say it with flowers, some people say it at Lloyds
But you don't find many tryin' to say it with humanoids

(Aaah aaah aaah aaah)

Well,
The Humanoid Boogie's gonna get to number one in the
Char char char char charts voted by the
People eople eople eople eople eople of the record-buying publicoid
Programmed to a multiple response ratio
It's a wow, it's a gas, it's a Wall Street Crash
Like cigar ash
Bleep bleep keep rockin' daddy, do the stroll!!!
Because the Humanoid Boogie's full of humanoid rock and roll!!!

Oh yeahhhhh!!!

:cool:
 
The future’s here!
F. U. T. U. R. E.

Future, never fear
Now we’re here for the future.
Compare how the time is mine now,
So you’ve done that and been there.
Grandfather why you talking to me
About this population of a nation? You know I weren’t there.
So I hate to say
But I don’t care.

That stuff’s in the past, we can’t go back,
A people’s history is of no use to me.
A broken radio transmits how life used to be.
No tuning in the F. U. T. U. R. E.

F. U. T. U. R. E.

Back then never a lock on our door,
Not back in the war.
The kids weren’t scared, the Bobbies cared,
The criminals were fair and the beans got shared.
But then they came from across the sea,
Single-mothers suddenly got houses free
With Turkey-Twizzlers and homosexuality.
Well things ain’t what they should be.

That’s in the past, we can’t go back,
A people’s history is of no use to me.
A broken radio transmits how life used to be.
No tuning in the F. U. T. U. R. E.

That’s in the past, we can’t go back,
A people’s history is of no use to me.

Grandmother, won’t you tell another story?
Grandfather gave the best years of his life to this country
So that we could all be free from a fascist tyranny
Now he only goes and votes for BNP.
So now let’s meet it. Take stock of the past and we’ll beat it
Or otherwise we’ll just repeat it.
Woah. I said we’re the future and I meant it.
Woah. Best way to predict is invent it.

A point so simple to see. F. U. T. U. R. E.

That’s in the past, we can’t go back,
A people’s history is of no use to me.
A broken radio transmits how life used to be.
We can’t go back, a people’s history of how life used to be,
The Golden Age of life is just a story to me,
I’m looking to the F. U. T. U. R. E.

F. U. T. U. R. E.
 
Here we are again, another sing along the same old song.
Wonder where you are, I wonder where it is the thing went wrong.
Saw you in a dream across a crowded room you passed right by.
Too sober to sleep, too drunk to care about he reasons why.

In all the races ran and hoops I jumped though, knots I tied that I can’t undo,
Holes I fell into that were left by you.
And though the road be dark and long we can get through the darkness with song.
And though the road be dark and long, this night will soon be light.

There we were my friend, another party and another year.
Underneath the stars was such a lonely place to lie so near.
Pills and potions numb then fade away but leave the scars to show.
Now I understand there shines a light beyond the streets we roamed.

In all the rooms I’ve played in different places, smiles I’ve seen on stranger’s faces.
Stupid but it’s true, it’s the same with you.
And though the road be dark and long we can get through the darkness with song.
Be brave, my brother, have faith my sister. The sunlight comes.

All the experience and life that’s tasted counts for more than chances wasted,
Paths they twist and wind down to peace of mind.
And though the road be dark and long we can get through the sadness with song
And if you’ll only sing along we can get through the madness.
And if you meet me when I’m strong we can get through the darkness with song.
And though the road be dark and long be brave, my brother, have faith my sister.
We’ll sing our song when the sunlight comes.
 
old 97's are goodness. <3

Salome, uncross your heart
I know what goes on inside it's over before it starts
Well I'll stay all night, I'll wait right here
Full moon might work magic, girl but I won't disappear.

And I'm tired of makin' friends.
And I'm tired of makin' time.
And I'm sick to death of love.
And I'm sick to death of tryin'.
And it's easier for you
Yeah it's easier for you.

And it's easier for you
Yeah it's easier for you.

Salome, untie my hands
Well I'll find another lady
And you'll wreck another man.
It's over now, and so are we
My blood's turned to dirt
You broke every part of me

And I'm tired of makin' friends.
And I'm tired of makin' time.
And I'm sick to death of love.
And I'm sick to death of tryin'.

And it's easier for you.
Yeah it's easier for you.

And it's easier for you.
Yeah it's easier for you.
 
We've got photographs of men on the moon
We've got water that is good for us
We've got coffee that's instantaneous
We've got buildings that are very tall
We've got cigarettes that are low in tar
We've got policemen can tell us who we are
We can reproduce a work of art
We've got missiles can tear the world apart
Good, good, good, good, good, good technology

We've got trains that run underground
Aeroplanes that fly very fast
We've got music that is popular
We've got machines that sound like orchestras
We've got ability to transplant a heart
We've got freezers full of body parts
We've got computers that can find us friends
We know roughly when the world will end
Good, good, good, good, good, good technology

We've got animals with transistors in
We've got pills that can make you slim
We've got factories turning frozen chickens out
We've got ovens that cook in seconds flat
We've got plastics that are indestructible
We've got deodorants that make us smell of flowers
We've got detergents to clean up the sea
We've got sounds can turn you inside out

Sometimes I wonder what it is all about
There's lots of leisure time to sit and work it out
There's a TV show I've got to see
Good, good, good, good, good, good technology
Good technology
 
[Verse 1]
Everything happens for a reason
And my reason to be's to see shit happen for a reason – One event to the next
It's like I'm stuck at the box office with every second my clock tosses
Into my face, smacked with a case of fate wasted and lost causes
I've been mocked and accosted, to the point that I got nauseous
Though my flow's been plugged enough to stop faucets
I've thought often about tossing this awesome gift to the wind
And start crossing over to sin with this intention to blend that I get from within
I've protected my skin with a thin layer of pride and showmanship
But both my coats are ripped and I can't seem to decide on clothes that fit
Supposing this rap shit actually pays off, I'm wondering if it'll all be worth it
Cause this is what everyone in my life has ever been hurt with
This curse, this evil urge I feel for verses
Is one of my life's real perversions
I seal my curtains when I write, I feel disturbance from the light
I deal with dirt and yet I want to heal the earth and peel the surface to reveal it's perfect
And words I wield with purpose, and yet nobody follows the plot
They rather hear me rock off of the top
There's pitfalls in my socks, so I walk with caution
Somebody halt the auction! Cause my soul's on sale, and I thought I lost it

[Chorus]
If I gotta fight for the rest of my life
Then I'm gon' turn the other cheek (yeah)
Cause I hate the way you hurt me
But I can't get enough of your love

[Verse 2]
And who the hell am I supposed to be?
A holy priest holding a rosary? Some type of bold stoic Moses of poetry?
Should I be holding heat to pose for the streets
A total phoney? If I said my name was 'Tony' would you know it's me?
Supposedly, T-O-N-E flow with ease over these bolder beats
But the flow's too cheap to pay for groceries
And in the throws of grief I choke and breathe
Loaded with my parents hopes and dreams, yet I don't know if we both believe
I scope the scene, and I'm watching these bills build up
I'm nice with a day-job, these niggaz write all day and still suck
And yet they fill clubs, sell a trillion and feel sluts
I kill dubs, but I don't have the mills to pay for real pub
My chilled love melts on occasion
Cause brainwashed niggaz only feelin' my track if Clue or Flex will play it
Who you expect to say this shit if I don't?
What? Cause I don't wanna be extorted by some cat who lets cash determine his playlists
I'm searching for ways in, but entrances are sparse when you're hard to market
Fuck art, cause thugs aren't the smartest targets
And I'm not abstract enough, so it seems backpackers are acting up
And I thought it was half the battle, just to have the love
And pack a truckload of skills, politics are ill and yo, it's real
It seems I'm cruising, and they're still using these crooked stones for wheels
And when you know the deal, it doesn't evoke the most appeal
Like stolen Kosher Meals, lemme propose a toast to heal

[Verse 3]
I've sacrificed so many facets of life, just to achieve this
From Love & definitive reason, to trust in agreements
My family suffered a grievance when we discussed I was leaving
Seeming substituted for tunnel vision and it probably crushed all their feelings
There's something appeasing in the corruption of demons
Feeding me vehemently lustful delusions of bucks from succeeding
But times up, months it's exceeded
Peeling the scabs off of cuts that are bleeding
knowing I ain't had it as tough as Jesus
This shit doesn't compete or even touches what he did
But, will I be signed by 33? Cause my teens were fucking depleted
Blessed with a gift, equipped to assist in the destruction of heathens
But, please, would god really want me snuffing emcees, then? (Ha)
I must be conceited, right?
Well, I'm balanced out by the lack of self-esteem
I've felt since I've learned how to read & write
Overcompensation spelled relief when the rhyme schemes are tight
Then I feel the weight of a cheapened life when 5,000 people die
(SOB! SOB!) Feel bad for the rap artist?
But pour your soul into something for responses that's half-hearted
Terminate relationships on the basis of past hardships
And then you'll see why every review's like another line on my scarred wrist
This light-hearted voice becomes jailed by the darkness
It's impossible to trap my lips, when I have to spit
I try to swim away, but I keep getting dragged back in this
Come to find my arms automatically swimming backwards,
Cause I'm a Masochist

If I gotta fight for the rest of my life
Then I'm gon' turn the other cheek (yeah)
Cause I hate the way you hurt me
But I can't get enough of your love
 
Knowing if I could give you the sky and also the sea
But I don't think there's one thing in this world that'll make you notice me
Cause you can wield that sword in any direction, you damn well please
But you don't understand, that my heart is in your hands
And I'm beggin you not to squeeze

[V1 - 16]
I was ruined in the 7th grade, the pain never changed or went away
The memory's ingrained like it was yesterday
They're telling me I'm crazed, because I've blessed her name
A steady gaze to sweat her frame, If life is just a play, then she was center stage
I sent her letter pages on a daily basis
That her friend's trashed in waste bins
So, if she asks there's just no way to trace this
She was reigning queen of junior high and I was faceless
Painted bangs and bracelets, and even looked graceful in plated braces
I hate to say this but my aim was wasted
So, I trained my heart for 7 years while she remained in basics
Leading the same parade of babes to places
Swearing I held a space in her heart, yet every semester she'd vainly replace it
Yet, I waited and displayed my patience
Even offered statements of positive advice in her cases of shakey situations
But she never associated me with hip relations
With bated breath, I just withstood the breakage
Like porcelain

[Chorus]
Days pass and time goes on and on
But, you might think my skin was strong enough
But there's something you don't understand
I'm porcelain. I'm porcelain

[V2 - 24]
With my hormones racing, praying a for a date on summer vacation
Around the time when your body is under renovation
You know when nothing really fits?
And the girls get bolder, and start looking for older affiliates
I hold a silly wish in my mind that she'd willingly kiss these
lips, but I won't get Frisky, I get the feeling she'd diss me
I'm stil in a risky position - itching to hit a decision
To muster up the ambition to make the proposition
Desperation became my religion
The same way you envision cynics finding Jesus caged in a prison
Visiting hours consisted of English Lit & Diction
History quizzes on Christians to Mr. Richard Nixon
Transfixed in her smile like the other fifty guys
She hypnotized, Guess I'm another stickler for pretty eyes
I minimized my obsession, never made the confession
Even evaded her presence at our graduation procession
It was a decision I later regretted
Wondering what I could have said and would it have swept her away if I said it
Step and Repeat and edit - my thoughts clashed
But I regained my lost chance the very day that we crossed paths again
I revelled in the opportunity, asked her to go dancing
Basking in this confidence that was new to me
It worked beautifully! A wild night became a quiet ride home
As I broke the silence her eyes roamed
7 years of frustration then hit her ears with abrasion
As I laced her with my tale of lust, tears and anticipation
Her reaction was a face of fakeness
Told me she was flattered, but within a tone lacking any amazement
It seemed she'd heard it all before
I realized then, her popularity is what I wanted her for
I tried to be strong as she hopped out the door
But even the hardest hearts break when they're dropped to the floor
Like Porcelain

[Chorus]
Days pass and time goes on and on
But, you might think my skin was strong enough
But there's something you don't understand
I'm porcelain. I'm porcelain

Just little kids... with scarred hearts... from other little kids...
 
If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier
She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear
Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow
She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.

We had a falling-out, like lovers often will
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free
Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way
Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay.

I see a lot of people as I make the rounds
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
 
^ I love that song. :)

I'm listening to Eliza Carthy, 'Perfect.' The lyrics go something like this, but there's one place I can't work out a word. Lovely song, nonetheless.

If you don’t speak, no-one will ever hear you
And if you don’t approach, no-one will ever be near you
Does someone miss you when you’re not around?
It’s a question of give and take.

If you don’t cry, no-one will ever feel pain for you
If you pass by, defeated they will walk away from you
Do all of your wounds go unwashed?
Did you look over your shoulder today?

Fair’s fair, when she’s over there and you’re here alone
Fair’s fair, when you don’t like what you hear on the telephone
But save me form this heart that always loves beyond its means
Let me find you perfect in my dreams

If you don’t defend, no-one will ever be there for you
And if you pretend, no-one will ever much care for you
Does a mist [?] surround your heavy eyes,
Making every one grey?

Fair’s fair, when she’s over there and you’re here alone
Fair’s fair, when you don’t like what you hear on the telephone
But save me form this heart that always loves beyond its means
Let me find you perfect in my dreams
 
Oh cheeky cheeky
Oh naughty sneaky
You're so perceptive
And I wonder how you knew.

But dead finks don't walk too well (oh no)
A bad sense of direction (oh no)
And so they stumble round in threes (oh no)
Such a strange collection.

Oh, you headless chicken
Can those poor teeth take so much kicking?
You're always so charming
As you make your way up here.

And dead finks don't dress too well
No discrimination
To be a zombie all the time
Requires such dedication.

"Oh please sir, will you let it go by,
'Cos I failed both tests with my legs both tied
In my place the stuff is all there
I've been ever so sad for a very long time.

My my, they wanted the works:
Can you this? and that? I never got a letter back
More fool me, bless my soul
More fool me, bless my soul."

Oh perfect masters
They thrive on disasters
They all look so harmless
Till they find their way up here.

But dead finks don't talk too well
They've got a shaky sense of diction
It's not so much a living hell
It's just a dying fiction
 
For each a road
For everyman a religion
Find everybody and rule
For everything and rumble
Forget everything and remember
For everything a reason
Forgive everybody and remember

For each a road
For everyman a religion
Face everybody and rule
For everything and rumble
Forget everything and remember
For everything a reason

You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

Final eternity arouses reactions
Freeing excellence affects reality
Fallen empires are ruling
Find earth and reef

Fantastic expectations
Amazing revelations
Final execution and resurrection
Free expression as revolution
Finding everything and realizing

You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

(Fantastic expectations
Amazing revelations
Finding everything and realizing
For everything a reason)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
 
Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on postcards to those held dear

Oh dear

Sergeant major's on the march
Wash their bodies in the starch
See them all die one by one
Guess it's dead, guess it's glad

So bad
Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on postcards to those held dear

Oh dear

Be a man, Be a man
Belsen was a gas
Be a man, kill someone
Kill yourself, be a man
Be someone, kill someone
Be a man, kill yourself
 
There's unlimited supply
and there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
they onl1y did it 'cos of fame -
Who? EMI

Too many people had the suss
Too many people support us
An unlimited amount
too many outlets in and out -
Who? EMI

And sir and friends are crucified
a day they wished that we had died
We are an addition
we are ruled by-none
Never ever never

And you thought that we were faking
that we were all just money making
you do not believe we're for real
or you would lose your cheap appeal?

Don't judge a book just by the cover
Unless you cover just another
And blind acceptance is a sign
of stupid fools who stand in line like EMI

Unlimited edition
with an unlimited supply
That was fhe only reason
we alt had to say goodbye

Unlimited supply
EMI there is no reason why
EMI I tell you if was all a frame
EMI they only did it 'cos of fame
EMI I do not need the pressure
EMI I can't stand the useless fools
EMI unlimited supply
EMI Hallo EMl goodbye A & M

works even when the words are clear
 
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
And she warbles as she flies.
And she never holler cuckoo,
'Til the 4th day of July.
Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds,
Well I've known you of old.
Well you've robbed my poor pockets,
Of the silver and the gold.

I'm goin up up on a mountain,
I' m gonna build me a whiskey still.
And I'll sell you one bottle,
For a twenty dollar-bill.

I'm going up upon a hillside,
And I'm gonna stand lookin' down.
So I can see my little baby,
Whenever she is walking around.

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
And she warbles as she flies.
Well she brings us glad tidings,
And she never tells no lies.

Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds,
You're the meanest card I know.
Well you robbed my poor pockets,
And you nearly stole my soul.

Well, I'll eat, when I'm hungry,
And I'll drink, when I'm dry.
And if some woman don't shoot me,
Then I'll live a long time.

Ohh-hoo Ohh-hoo Ohh-hoo Ohh-hoo
Ohh-hoo Ohh-hoo Ohh-hoo Ohh-hoo.
 
And now it's...
Springtime for Hitler and Germany
Deutschland is happy and gay!
We're marching to a faster pace
Look out, here comes the master race!
Springtime for Hitler and Germany
Rhineland's a fine land once more!
Springtime for Hitler and Germany
Watch out, Europe
We're going on tour!
Springtime for Hitler and Germany...
 
no you've got it the wrong way round-
just shut me up and blamed it on the brown
cornered the boy kicked out at the world, the world kicked back
alot fuckin' harder...
 
want to keep your dream alive
can i keep it with mine
but i’m no good for you i suppose
when you get a cold bath
you still hold me close at night

never liked you any less
and the world’s not such
a friendly place, is it?
can go very cold very quickly
and for a very long time
if the sun by some twist of fate
stops giving out its shine

some of the time the future
comes right round to haunt me
some of the time the future
comes round just to see
that all is as it could be
like it’s there to remind me
we’ve got to wait and see

didn’t ask to be conceived
in a loveless embrace
still we learn to be a warm sun
around a very cold galaxy
it’s just like you said it could be
oh it’s like you said it would be

some of the time the future
comes right round to haunt me
some of the time the future
comes round just to see
that all is as it should be
like it’s there to remind me
we’ve got to wait and see
got to let it be
wait and see
do do doop...
 
the national - it never happened

We look younger than we feel
and older than we are
now nobody's funny
no god, they took our fashion week
that's a real bad thing
cause we have scars to cover

now I forget how to think
so crack my skull
rearrange me

lover put me in your beautiful bed
and cover me
lover put me in your beautiful bed

Nothing made a sound in Williamstown that night
and all the air was empty
then what to my wondering eyes should appear
nothing, cause nothing ever happens here

now I forget how to think
so crack my skull
rearrange me

lover put me in your beautiful bed
and cover me
lover put me in your beautiful bed

nothing ever happened here
nothing ever happened here
bad things never happen to the beautiful
 
She weaves secrets in her hair
The whispers are not hers to share.
Shes deep as a well.
Shes deep as a well.

Another day wastes away,
And my heart sinks with the sun.
A new days dawning,
And a new day has not yet begun.

So, anyway,
There I was,
Just sitting on your porch
Drinking in the sweetest decline.
The sweetest decline.
Sober mind

Whats the use in regrets
Theyre just things we havent done yet.
What are regrets?
Theyre just lessons we havent learned yet.

Another day draws away,
And my heart sinks with the sun.
Its like catching snow on my tongue.
Its like catching snow on my tongue.

So, anyway,
There I was,
Just sitting on your porch
Drink in the sweetest decline.
The sweetest decline.
Sober mind

What are regrets?
What are regrets?
Theyre just lessons we havent learned yet.
Its like catching snow on your tongue.
You cant pin this butterfly down.
Cant pin this butterfly down.
 
Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice
bluebirds on our shoulders
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything it wants
It’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
 
Be still for a second while I try and try to pin your flowers on
Can you carry my drink I have everything else
I can tie my tie all by myself
I’m getting tied, I’m forgetting why

Oh we’re so disarming darling, everything we did believe
is diving diving diving diving off the balcony
Tired and wired we ruin too easy
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave

Hold ourselves together with our arms around the stereo for hours
While it sings to itself or whatever it does
when it sings to itself of its long lost loves
I’m getting tied, I’m forgetting why

Tired and wired we ruin too easy
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave
but I’ll be with you behind the couch when they come
on a different day just like this one

We’ll stay inside til somebody finds us
do whatever the TV tells us
stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz for days
We’ll stay inside til somebody finds us
do whatever the TV tells us
stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz

so worry not
all things are well
we’ll be alright
we have our looks and perfume

stay inside til somebody finds us
do whatever the TV tells us
stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz

so worry not
all things are well
we’ll be alright
we have our looks and perfume on
 
There’s always some bird-dog
Snuffling, choking
Looking like you came to collect
Something you said you owed
There’s always some turtle snapping in my head
Saying you can’t just waltz in here
Acting like nothing is wrong

No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the road is racing
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the time is chasing

There’s a poacher on the land
I recognize his hand
In the mail
He’s fogging up the glass
The bird is on the last
And here he comes

Here he comes, oh

No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the wires are showing
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the time is flowing

There’s a poacher on the land
I recognize his hand
In the mail
He’s fogging up the glass
The bird is on the last
And here he comes

Here he comes, oh

No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the time is flowing
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while your wires are showing
 
Electric Lady Land (English Version)
by
Fantastic Plastic Machine

Yes, how do you do
I'm fine how are you?
Yes, please call my name
And I will obey
My mission, you see
Is to make you happy
I'm so eager to please

I'm your Lady Machine
Cybernetic supreme
Sweet as peaches 'n cream
I'm your Lady Machine

Yes, I understand
You are in command
Yes, Please teach me tonight
I will do you right
My wish is to be
Serving you complete
Press the "ENTER" key

I'm your Lady Machine
I'll be all that you need
The automated girl of your dreams

Far from the galaxy
I came to earth to be
Your sexy fantasy
Love robot, Sweet machinery
I'll never disagree
It's in my chemistry
Kiss me and you will see
How I love you

I'm your Lady Machine
Cybernetic supreme
Sweet as peaches 'n cream
I'm your Lady Machine

I'm your Lady Machine
I'll be all that you need
The automated girl of your dreams

Far from the galaxy
I came to earth to be
Your sexy fantasy
Love robot, Sweet machinery
I'll never disagree
It's in my chemistry
Kiss me and you will see
How I love you

I'm your Lady Machine
Cybernetic supreme
Sweet as peaches 'n cream
I'm your Lady Machine
I'll be all that you need
I'm your Lady Machine
The automated girl of your dreams
I'm your Lady Machine
Cybernetic supreme
I'm your Lady Machine
Sweet as peaches 'n cream
I'll be all that you need
I'm your Lady Machine
I'll be all that you need
I'm your Lady Machine
 
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