Somebody's down, somebody's name. Saw it all happen. It took place at my window, I was looking down. I had no time. Just time to say "hold on, I'm coming".
( automatic dlamini ). . So you got a horse. Did it come in a box. Almost got my heel caught in the stirrups. . Woah feeling giddy..er..giddy..er..clip clop.
You snake. You crawled. Between. My legs. Said "want. It all?. It's yours. You bet. I'll make. You queen. Of everything. No need. For god. No need. For him.
( music of the millennium awards ). . I need a shot of love. I need a shot of love.. . Don't need a shot of heroin to kill my disease. Don't need a shot of turpentine, to bring me to my knees.
I've been trying to show you over and over. Look at these my child-bearing hips. Look at these my ruby red ruby lips. Look at these my work strong arms and.
Lover had to leave me. 'cross the desert plain. Turned to me his lady. Tell me "lover wait". . Calling jesus, please. Send his love to me. . Oh, wind and rain they haunt me.
(mick jagger / keith richards). . Live duo with p.j harvey. . Polly jean harvey. I can't get no... satisfaction. I can't get no... satisfaction. And I try.
I'll carve a song out of notes of stone. My tune-cut will last generations long. And it will be one to remember me by. When I am dead and gone. . Empires may fall, and the maps might change.
On a river of sighs a boat came towards me. A flimsy disguise covered the devil. Who sang from a song sheet of how modern lifes a bore. . In his choirboy's attire.
(hey man) oh leave me alone you know. (hey man) oh henry, get off the phone, I gotta. (hey man) I gotta straighten my face. This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place.
(Hey man). Oh, leave me alone, you know. (Hey man). Oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta. . (Hey man). I gotta straighten my face. This mellow thighed chick.
My baby said she don't want to see my face. She kicked me right on out of her place. Now I'm back with the band and my girl is long gone. She broke my heart bad so I wrote down this song.
Living off the friends we made, never ever getting paid. Kicking ass and paying dues, lose our mind in self abuse. Loving ladies by the score, waking up and wanting more.
I was heading down the highway, she's going my way. She climbed in, the next thing I knew. We started laughing and smoking, we got to talking. Yeah, we'd both been hurt a time or two.
Don't matter what my name is. Don't matter what my skin is. Don't matter if I'm black or white. Don't matter if I'm wrong or...right. . Chorus. I guess I'm born to lose, ummmm.
Vietnam was '66. Two best friends take a bad hit. And never saw it come. But it's all there. One was a rich boy, a doctors son. The other the father of a girl age one.
Listen up, child, there's one thing I've got to make clear. Yeah I do, you don't see it coming, hear it coming. Acting like you know nothing. About that strange rumor going on around here.
We all carry the cross and speak what we're taught. Lies and money become the white man's god. We've burned all our bridges one too many times. The time has come now to draw the line.