I used to hate the sun because it shone on everything I'd done.. Made me feel that all that I had done was overfill the ashtray of my life.. All my achievements in days of yore range from pathetic to piss-poor,.
After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange, exotic land.. A land of happy hours,. where the sky is always grey and the food exceptionally greasy..
I saw you standing at the stop. in your crochet halter top. and your sky-blue training bra. I know you're gonna go too far. You're driving all the boys insane.
Doorways. corners. and the street lights dance in your eyes. Behind the cinema. in the rain. in the subway. where the walls crumble and cover you in fine dust.
Village maiden gathering mushrooms, down by woodland lakes and brooks.. She don't want no Soviet loves - all she wants is Srpskijeb, hoi!. Village maiden gathering mushrooms, down by woodland lakes and brooks..
Oh is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?. Or just 20, 000 people standing in a field.. And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is..
You said you wanted some space. well is this enough for you?. This is what you've waited for. no dust collecting in the corners. no cups of tea that got cold before you drank them.
She likes to watch the moon. As it travels through the sky. Because she's heard it's romantic. Though she really can't see why. . Someone should have helped her through the day.
I wrote this song two hours before we met. I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet. Oh, I could have stayed at home and gone to bed. . I could have gone to see a film instead.
Oh, there's a place for you. You'd better stay in it. A place for everything. and of course all you can do is talk about it. Oh, you've got it all. Yes you've got it all.
At first. I could say. I could say or do. just whatever I liked. You would. you would not. You would not answer. that's alright. . Oh. I can't believe in the morning of your silence.
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She's dying. everybody came to see. She's falling. and I know I'll never see her face again. And I don't really know. just why she's leaving. All she ever said.
Written by barry adamson and jarvis cocker. performed by barry adamson. With jarvis cocker on vocals.. . (save me from my own hand). Oooohhh, set the controls for the heart of the pelvis.
Are you trying to put me on?. I turned around and it was gone. Did I leave it in your car? On a table in a bar?. Or in your bed between the sheets?. The places where we used to meet.
As the sun shines down on the land,. so her heart is crying for love.. And there is no-one there,. no-one to hear her voice.. And she will sleep alone again tonight..
Here in the night, love takes control, making me high, making me whole. I don't know. Oh no no no. No I don't know. No no no. No I don't know. When I close my eyes I can see you lowering yourself to my level.
Here in the night, love takes control, making me high, making me whole. I don't know. Oh no no no. No I don't know. No no no. No I don't know. When I close my eyes I can see you lowering yourself to my level.
She,. she used to live near his brother.. Now she's an unmarried Mother. with another on the way.. He's second rate,. twisted out of shape.. It costs so much to look this rough..
when the sun comes up you know that i'll be leaving.. but tonight, let's spend it staring at the moon.. tryna pack away these seconds i keep stealing..