The Dø - Sparks



It blows the night
It's just the start
I'm not surprised
They shoot us all

We like to keep
Some places wild
Like battlefields
Where no one fights

The road that we share
The air that we breathe
The treasures that we hide
Here and there

The ashes of love
The signals of hate
The plays and the crumbling skies

And if someone comes and shows up at the door
No one will be there to answer anymore

We have it on tape now

A building decade
We lifted ...
Overhead

What everyone knows
But never admits
We play by the rules
This time
We're holding on
We're standing strong
We wrote the line
We won't divide
We like to keep
Some places wild

Chagrin d'amour Chacun fait c'qui lui plaît



Now, here's a story that must be told

'Bout a man who rocks since he's four years old

He danced up and down from night 'til dawn

He said: Check that beat goes on and on

He jives on reggae, he jives on punk

He said: Give me music and not just funk

He jumps to the left, he jumps to the right

He jumps up and down all through the night

Cinq heures du mat' j'ai des frissons

Je claque des dents et je monte le son

Seul sur le lit dans mes draps bleus froissés

C'est l'insomnie Sommeil cassé

Je perds la tête

Et mes cigarettes sont toutes fumées dans le cendrier

C'est plein d'Kleenex et d'bouteilles vides

J'suis tout seul, tout seul, tout seul

Pendant qu'Boulogne se désespère

J'ai d'quoi m'remplir un dernier verre

Clac fait le verre en tombant sur le lino

J'm'coupe la main en ramassant les morceaux

Je stérilise, les murs qui dansent

L'alcool ça grise et ça commence

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah ... font les moutons, sur le parquet

Et à c'moment là, qu'est-ce que vous avez fait ?

J'crois qu'j'ai r'mis la radio

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

L'précipice est au bout

L'précipice on s'en fout !

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît.

Toutes les étoiles qui brillent

Qu'est-ce qu'elles ont à m'dire, les étoiles ?

Six heures du mat'

Faut qu'j'trouve à boire

Liqueur forte ou café noir

J'brûle un feu rouge

Police patrouille

Je serre les fesses

Y a rien qui presse

"Quatre, cinq francs ma rose !"

Crie le p'tit chose

Dans le matin rose

J’gare mon ondine

Sous ses comptines

Ah ! Qu'est-ce t'as là, qu'est-ce t'as ?

Tout près d'une poste

Y a un p'tit bar

Je pousse la porte

Et je viens m'asseoir

Trois, quatre patibulaires

Tapent le carton dans les waters

Toute seule au bar

Dans un coin noir

Une blonde platine

Sirote sa fine

Elle m'dit : "Champagne ?"

Je l'accompagne

Elle m'dit : "Cinquante ?"

J'lui dis : "Ca m'tente"

Et vous êtes rentré comment ?

- Dans ma voiture

Ah ! Et y avait toujours l'même air à la radio

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Que d'pression dans les bars !

Personne te pousse à boire !

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Les gens ont d'ces manies !

- La décalcomanie…

Sept heures du mat', l'hôtel

Je paie, j'abrège

Je fouille mes poches

Je sais c'est moche

Son sourire rouge,

Son corps qui bouge

Elle fait glisser son cœur croisé

Sur sa peau bronzée

T'as les bas nylon

Qui filent sur l'édredon

Ses ongles m'accrochent

"Tu viens Chéri ?"

Le lit qui craque

Et les volets claquent

Seuls dans le lit

Dans ses draps bleus froissés

Sur sa peau glisse mes doigts glacés

Elle prend la pose

J'pense à autre chose,

Ses yeux miroirs

Renvoient mon r'gard

Les anges pressés

Dans ce bleu glacé

Me disent : "C'est l'heure !"

J'leur dis : "Quelle heure ?"

Et vous, vous souvenez vraiment pas de c'qui s'est passé ?

-Non, vraiment pas.

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Sous mes pieds, y a la terre !

Sous tes pied, y a l'enfer !

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Mon Dieu, j'peux même pas jouir !

- Tant pis pour toi, il faut dormir !

Alors j'me sauve dans le matin gris

C'est plein d'cageots et pas d'taxi

Les chats qui s'tapent leurs p'tits ronrons

Des éminences, des p'tits bateaux

Porte d'la Chapelle

Je m'sens pas belle

Mes bigoudis

Sont plus en plis

Dans mon studio, j'aspirateur

La vidéo m'fait un peu peur

Madame pipi

A des ennuis

Monsieur papa

S'fait du tracas

Dans les logis

Des mal lotis

Bébé vomit sa bouillie

Huit heures du mat' j'ai des frissons

Je claque des dents et je monte le son

Seule sur le lit

Dans mes draps bleus froissés

C'est l'insomnie

Sommeil cassé

Je perds la tête

Mes cigarettes sont toutes fumées

Dans le cendrier

C'est plein d'Kleenex et d'bouteilles vides

J'suis toute seule, toute seule, toute seule

Pendant qu'Boulogne se désespère

J'ai d'quoi m'remplir un dernier verre

Clac fait le verre en tombant sur le lino

J'm'coupe la main en ramassant les morceaux

I don't need money, I don't need a car...

Doobie Brothers What A fool Believes




He came from somewhere back in her long ago
The sentimental fool don't see
Tryin' hard to recreate
What had yet to be created once in her life
She musters a smile
For his nostalgic tale
Never coming near what he wanted to say
Only to realize
It never really was

She had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
He's watching her go

But what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
And nothing at all keeps sending him...

Somewhere back in her long ago
Where he can still believe there's a place in her life
Someday, somewhere, she will return

She had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
He's watching her go

But what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
There's nothing at all
But what a fool believes he sees...

Pink Floyd - Another Brick In The Wall



Daddy's flown across the ocean

Leaving just a memory

Snapshot in the family album

Daddy what else did you leave for me?

Daddy, what'd'ja leave behind for me?!?

All in all it was just a brick in the wall.

All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.

"You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still lady!"

When we grew up and went to school

There were certain teachers who would

Hurt the children in any way they could

(oof!)

By pouring their derision

Upon anything we did

And exposing every weakness

However carefully hidden by the kids

But in the town it was well known

When they got home at night, their fat and

Psychopathic wives would thrash them

Within inches of their lives.

We don't need no education

We dont need no thought control

No dark sarcasm in the classroom

Teachers leave them kids alone

Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!

All in all it's just another brick in the wall.

All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

We don't need no education

We don't need no thought control

No dark sarcasm in the classroom

Teachers leave us kids alone

Hey! Teachers! Leave us kids alone!

All in all it's just another brick in the wall.

All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

"Wrong, Guess again! 2x

If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding.

How can you have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?

You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddie!"

I don't need no arms around me

And I don't need no drugs to calm me

I have seen the writing on the wall

Don't think I need anything at all

No! Don't think I'll need anything at all

All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.

All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.

Lou Reed - Walk On The Wild Side


Holly came from Miami, F.L.A.

Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.

Plucked her eyebrows on the way

Shaved her legs and then he was a she

She says, 'Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side'

He said, 'Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side'

Candy came from out on the island

In the backroom she was everybody's darlin'

But she never lost her head

Even when she was giving head

She says, 'Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side'

He said, 'Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side'

And the colored girls go

Doo do doo, doo do doo, doo do doo

Little Joe never once gave it away

Everybody had to pay and pay

A hustle here and a hustle there

New York City's the place where they said

'Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side'

I said, 'Hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side'

Sugar plum fairy came and hit the streets

Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat

Went to the Apollo, you should've seen 'em go go go

They said, 'Hey sugar, take a walk on the wild side'

I said, 'Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side'

Alright, huh

Jackie is just speeding away

Thought she was James Dean for a day

Then I guess she had to crash

Valium would have helped that bash

She said, 'Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side'

I said, 'Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side'

And the colored girls say

Doo do doo, doo do doo, doo do doo

The Doors - The End



This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

Johnny Cash Hurt



I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Bob Marley - Could You Be Loved



Could you be love and be loved?
Could you be love and be loved?

Don't let them fool ya,
Or even try to school ya! Oh, no!
We've got a mind of our own,
So go to hell if what you're thinking is not right!
Love would never leave us alone,
I am the darkness there must come out the light.

Could you be love and be loved?
Could you be love, wo now! - and be loved?

(The road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you)
Love your brotherman!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be love?)

Don't let them change ya, oh! -
Or even rearrange ya! Oh, no!
We've got a life to live.
They say: only - only -
Only the fittest of the fittest shall survive -
Stay alive! Eh!

Could you be love and be loved?
Could you be love, wo now! - and be loved?

(You ain't gonna miss your water until your well runs dry;
No matter how you treat him, the man will never be satisfied.)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! Say something!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! Say something! (Say something!)
Say something! Say something! (Could you be love?)
Say something! Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! (Could you be loved?)
Say something! Uh!
Say something! Come on!
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be love?)

Ike & Tina Turner - Proud Mary Lyrics

 
Why' know, every now and then 
I think you might like to hear something from us 
Nice and easy 
But there's just one thing 
You see we never ever do nothing 
Nice and easy 
We always do it nice and rough 
So we're gonna take the beginning of this song 
And do it easy 
Then we're gonna do the finish rough 
This is the way we do "Proud Mary" 
 
And we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river 
Listen to the story 
 
I left a good job in the city 
Working for the man every night and day 
And I never lost one minute of sleeping 
Worrying 'bout the way things might have been 
 
Big wheel keep on turning 
Proud Mary keep on burning 
And we're rolling, rolling 
Rolling on the river 
 
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis 
Pumped a lot of tane down in New Orleans 
But I never saw the good side of the city 
Till I hitched a ride on a riverboat queen 
 
Big wheel keep on turning 
Proud Mary keep on burning 
And we're rolling, rolling 
Rolling on the river 
 
If you come down to the river 
I bet you gonna find some people who live 
You don't have to worry if you got no money 
People on the river are happy to give
Songwriters: JOHN C. FOGERTY
Proud Mary lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC GROUP, INC

Everything But The Girl - Missing

I step off the train I'm walkin' down your street again
And past your door but you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
And now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space you've found some better place
 
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you, oh
Like the deserts miss the rain
 
Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead of everyone
We'd walk behind while you would run
I look up at your house and I can almost hear you shout
Down to me where I always used to be
 
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
 
Back on the train I ask why did I come again
Can I confess I've been hangin' 'round your old address?
And the years have proved to offer nothin' since you moved
You're long gone but I can't move on
 
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you, yeah
Like the deserts miss the rain
 
And I miss you, yeah
Like the deserts miss the rain
Oh, I miss you, yeah
Like the deserts miss the rain
 
I step off the train I'm walkin' down your street again
Past your door, I guess you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
And now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space you've found some better place
 
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you, yeah
Like the deserts miss the rain
 
And I miss you, and I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you, yeah
Like the deserts miss the rain
 
Deserts miss the rain
Like the deserts miss the rain
Like the deserts miss the rain
Like the deserts miss the rain
 
SONGWRITERS
WATT, BEN / THORN, TRACEY
 
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LYRICS © SONY/ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC