Tricky:
Now that you got it right
Bring love and it'll make it alright
Bring love and we'll take it tonight
Now that you got it right

Who wants the sinner
Coming 'round for dinner
Who needs effects
Who needs to pay for sex
When they drop the bomb
Who will stay calm
Blood will spill
Who would you kill

Ed Kowalczyk:
Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has just begun
Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has just begun

Hawkman:
Walking down the road with my little rude gun
Top of my gun, cock it for fun
Block on ya tongue
Top of my earth
Tip of my birth
Top of my death
Tip of my breast
Top of my chest
Tip of my guess
I like the singles
I got the jingles
Bet you ate Springles
Walking on your road with my little rude gun

Ed Kowalczyk:
Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has just begun

Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has just begun

Tricky:
Stepping on the street with my little rude girl
Tip of my toes
Top of my world
Top of my world
Top of my earth
Top of my rock
Tip of my block
Now that you got it right
Bring love and I'll make it alright
Bring love and we'll take it tonight
Now that you got it right

Ed Kowalczyk:
Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has just begun

Hawkman:
She was born in the ghetto outside the Bronx
In the project blocks
Where time stands still
It don't tick, it don't tock
Top of my sun
Tip of my land
Top of my chest
Tip of my breast
Top of my earth
Tip of my rock
Walking on the road with my soul in my hand
Tip of my toes
Top of my span

Ed Kowalczyk:
Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has
Just begun

Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has
Just begun, just begun, just begun, just begun

Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has
Just begun

Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has
Just begun

Now that I understand this right
Let me take it to the mic
This revolution has
Just begun

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Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

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Voices heard in fields of green
Their joy their calm and luxury
Are lost within the wanderings of my mind
I'm cutting branches from the trees
Shaped by years of memories
To exorcise their ghosts from inside of me
The sound of waves in a pool of water
I'm drowing in my nostalgia
Nostaligia
Ay, ay, ay, nostaligia
The sound of waves in a pool of water
I'm drowing in my nostalgia
Nostalgia
My nostalgia
My nostalgia
My nostalgia

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I was lying in my bed last night staring
At a ceiling full of stars
When it suddenly hit me
I just have to let you know how I feel
We live together in a photograph of time
I look into your eyes
And the seas open up to me
I tell you I love you
And I always will
And I know that you can't tell me
So I'm left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion
I feel your fists
And I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it's out of love
I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It's out of love
I accept and I collect upon my body
The memories of your devotion

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I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down

Music played and people sang
Just for me the church bells rang

Now he's gone. I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

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Posted by irene |

¿Era todo?, pregunté
(soy un iluso)
no nos dimos nada más
sólo un buen gesto

Mordí el anzuelo una vez más
(siempre un iluso)
nuestra estrella se agotó
y era mi lujo

Ella fue por esa vez
mi héroe vivo
Bah! Fue mi único héroe
en este lío.
La más linda del amor
que un tonto ha visto soñar
metió mi rockanroll bajo este pulso.

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The room is cold and has been like this for several months.
If I close my eyes I can visualise everything in it right down
Right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressing table.
And the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape
The same events stuffed in a slightly different order each day.
Just like a modern shopping centre.
And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold.
And as I'm standing across this room
I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment.
And as I touch your shoulder tonight this room has
become the centre of the entire universe.
So what do I do? I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
Like I'm standing on top of a very high building oh yeah.
All the stuff they tell you about in the movies
but this isn't chocolate boxes and roses.
It's dirtier than that, like some small animal that only comes out at night.
And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly
And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath.
It's so cold yeah, it's so cold.
What is this feeling called love.
Why me, why you, why here, why now ooh.
It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no.
It doesn't fit my plans no.
It's something I don't understand oh.
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E.
Oh what is this thing that is happening to me.
Oh. What is this feeling called love.
Why me. Why you. Why here. And why now ooh.
It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no.
It doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again oh.
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.double L.E.D. L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. Ooh.

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Va a amanecer y desde el muelle
veo el ferry en que te vas.
El amor empezó a quedarte chico
y el silencio lo enredó.

¡Angeles! yo ya no me puedo ir...
me ata un fuego y mi sueño duerme aquí.
Ella sí que era el fuego,
ella sí que bailaba en las llamas.

Por primera vez tengo miedo
de no hacer bien mi papel.
Sé que voy a perder un poco de tiempo
y tirar con lo que hay.

¡Angeles! yo ya no puedo partir.
me ata un fuego y mi sueño duerme aquí.
Ella sí que era el fuego,
ella sí que bailaba en las llamas.

Apagó sus ojos tristes y luego embarcó.
Recuerdos que mienten un poco
(siempre fue así)
Nuestro miedo helará este infierno creo.
Sopla un viento frío en la ciudad.

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You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now you wish she'd never come back here again
Oh, never come back here again

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now I'm nailed above you
Gushing from my side
It's with your sins that you have killed me
Thinking of your sins I die
Thinking how you'd let them touch you
How you'd never realise
That I'm ripped and hang forsaken
Knowing never will I rise
Again

You still see her
Oh, you hear her
You want her
Oh, you want to
You see her
You still hear her
You want her
You still want to

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Words fall from my mouth
Like plates from shaking hands
Smash upon the silence
Of the smooth naked canal

I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot I couldn't do

I like how you pretend
That the end will be the end
So fill your thirst
Drink a curse
To the death of death instead

I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot I wouldn't do

Utrecht led me to the Sacre Coeur
Where the smoke curled round
Now the ice blows of Lake Michigan
When the ice blows
The ice flows knocks you down

Your teeth are black with wine
As you place those lips on mine
And the moon hangs heavy and forbidden high
On the night of our lives

I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot we couldn't do

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And she was lying in the grass
And she could hear the highway breathing
And she could see a nearby factory
She's making sure she is not dreaming
See the lights of a neighbor's house
Now she's starting to rise
Take a minute to concentrate
And she opens up her eyes

The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was)
The world was moving she was floating above it (and she was) and she was

And she was drifting through the backyard
And she was taking off her dress
And she was moving very slowly
Rising up above the earth
Moving into the universe
Drifting this way and that
Not touching ground at all
Up above the yard

CHORUS

She was glad about it... no doubt about it
She isn't sure where she's gone
No time to think about what to tell them
No time to think about what she's done
And she was

And she was looking at herself
And things were looking like a movie
She had a pleasant elevation
She's moving out in all directions

CHORUS

Joining the world of missing persons (and she was)
Missing enough to feel alright (and she was)

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Posted by irene |

Late at night, lonely bed
Don't it make you want to be removed?
Soldier boy, save your breath
Everybody knows you broke the rules

Suddenly you're there, you're on the welfare line
Find your way out, find your way out

Broke and tired, gray and bare
Don't it make you want to be removed?
Golden girl, brush your hair
Everybody wants to know too soon

Suddenly you fear losing a race with time
Find your way out, find your way out

Set your flag on fire
Find your broken arrow
Hold it close and never let it go
Everybody wants to see you make it

Find your way out
You can find your way out

Set your flag on fire
Find your broken arrow
Hold it close and never let it go
Everybody wants to see you
Set your flag on fire
Find your broken arrow
Hold it close and never let it go
Everybody wants to see you make it
Everybody wants to see you make it

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I want you to know
He's not coming back
Look into my eyes
I'm not coming back

So knives out
Catch the mouse
Don't look down
Shove it in your mouth

If you'd been a dog
They would've drowned you at birth

Look into my eyes
It's the only way you'll know I'm telling the truth

So knives out
Cook him up
Squash his head
Put him in the pot

I want you to know
He's not coming back
He's bloated and frozen
Still there's no point in letting it go to waste

So knives out
Catch the mouse
Squash his head
Put him in the pot

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