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05/20/2003 |
1. | C'est Ce La |
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3. | Death by Blonde |
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6. | Vengo! Vengo! |
7. | Miette |
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9. | C'est Ce La, Part II |
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11. | La Llorona |
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Oh it's hard to resist
on a night like this
Impossible to withstand
When you're holding my heart in your hand
You can lay down wherever you please
Under the moon cloud masterpiece
Let our conscience be devoured
by the sweetness of the hour
Lead me down your primrose path
And give me life and take some back
Oh how I love that song
Will you play it again
Pour all your blue tides on
Your several so-called friends
Our love is sweeter than the oblivion
Now I know you got your mind
set on somebody else
I was gonna let you down
I ain't kidding myself
Oh how I paid for past mistakes
How blessed is the flesh that breaks
Now are you wide awake
Just one more time for old times sake
Lead me down your primrose path
And give me life and take some back
Oh how I love that song
Will you sing it again
Pour all your blue tides on
your several so-called friends
Our love is bigger than the oblivion
Amen, amen
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Well this is one place where
Your gods can't dwell
It's like walking in
To the mouth of hell
Sweating our dignities out on the subway
At the beginning of another long, long day
As for my mortal remains
I couldn't care
'Cause when the day is done
She'll be waiting here
That's when I love the accommodations
In a urine smelling transit station
I'll move these rocks
For you my love
I will tear them up out of the Earth
And I will bend my spine
'Til it's quitting time
'Cause I know what your time is worth
And I'll give my days to the Neanderthals
With the classic rock
And the wrecking ball
I'll go swimming in the wet concrete
And I'll cast my pearls at the unpaved streets
I don't mind the mental atrophy
'Cause when the lids come down, you're all I see
You're like a lovely hallucination
You get me through my current occupation
I'll move these rocks
For you my love
I will tear them up out of the Earth
And I will bend my spine
'Til it's quitting time
'Cause I know what your time is worth
See I'm towering
Above mortal men
I'll emerge from the darkness
And there you stand
You're the Queen of all the surface streets
I'm a wiener boy, that you're here to meet
I don't need the money
I couldn't care
'Cause everything I want Is standing right here
I would live on the street
In a cardboard shack
Just the worship the feet
And the curve of your back
You'll be my only preoccupation
On a permanent vacation
Now I will move these rocks
For you my love
I will tear them up out of the Earth
And I will bend my spine
'Til it's quitting time
'Cause I know what your love is worth
What your love is worth
What your love is worth
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On this sacriment,
our lovers vows,
You wear them like a holy shroud;
and I cant get a word in;
and I sit here, learing at you.
I'm seeing things, through a young mothers eyes;
as a poison sunrise,
is hanging in the sky,
and I recognise this road, as the town where you was born.
My hands are raw;
from digging my own grave.
My hands are raw;
from digging my own grave.
Now its morning in the cow town,
Old man winter lets his hair down;
and they're burning all in the dark
feels better when there's blood
and the corner of the blue sky
the slumlord hauls his guts out
said "I did it all for love";
we did it all for love!
My hands are raw;
from digging my own grave,
My hands are raw;
from digging my own grave.
Oh your sacriment,
our lovers vows,
I fucked 'em up,
forget me now.
The squirmin and I'm hearing,
Watch the good life dissapearing,
I'm left dreaming in the treetops;
with the photos and the hollyhocks.
You are hypnitising breathing,
I'll surrender peacefully.
My hands are raw;
from digging my own grave,
My hands are raw;
from digging my own grave...
*aw man someone post this properly, I love this song but have no idea what he is saying!
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It goes ashes to ashes
From dawn 'til dusk
I am drowning in rivers
And oceans of lust
Oh, sweet mother of god
Whose side are you on?
Oh, sweet mother of pearl
I will kill that goddamn girl
And it's driving me to drink
And it's causing me to think
You're not alone
So where did you go
You're breathing so and so
Where the hell have you gone
I've been asleep on your front lawn
Ah, pick up your phone
I know you hiding there at home
And come on stop, stop your crying
'cause I know that you've been lying to me
And it's driving me to drink
and it's causing me to think
you're not alone
I would lay you down
Upon fields of green
Under the biggest sky
That you've ever seen
Que linda madre de dios,
How the hell can you just leave us
Oh, sweet mother of pearl
won't you give me back my girl
And it's driving me to drink
And it's causing me to think
You're not alone
Alone...
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Can I sleep in your arms tonight sister
Can I lay down with you here tonight
I would shield you from the morning sun
We'll stroll arm and arm in the kingdom come
Can I sleep in your arms tonight
You know I ain't never going back to Commerce City
Who knows how many times they've taken my last twenty dollar bill
There ain't no love lost there ain't no more time to kill
All my brothers they're up on Jersey landfill
And I ain't never going back to that town
Can I sleep in your arms tonight sister
Can I lay down with you here tonight
Cuz hearing your voice can remind me of better days
This is the voice that can carry me away
Let me sleep in your arms tonight
Darling wasn't it true what we learned
As the whiskey finally eats your heart
And where was that place I was born tonight
It's the one that leads straight to your heart
Can I sleep in your arms tonight sister
Can I lay down with you here tonight
Let me sleep in your arms tonight
Can I sleep in your arms tonight sister
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