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Homebrew (1992)
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Sassy

[No lyrics]

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With the power that some lovin' can bring
makes the mountain high stacks of money and things
That I need change
And fade away sometimes
When I look in the mirror
I see a little clearer
I am what I am
And you are you to
Do you like what you see?
Do you like yourself?

Chorus:
Money love
And goldpayments
We spend our lives thinking they are saviors
Money talks but love is for real
And you know that, uhuhuh...

Then a picture comes into my mind
Everybody knows you need some money sometimes
Could it be that we need lovin' to survive
So look into my eyes
I wont tell you lies
Who do you see?
Do you see yourself?
Do you like what you see?
Do you like yourself?

Chorus

So how do we drink in a sinking ship?
How do we float in a sinking boat?
How do we rock when the rock is rollin'?
Give me a float & keep the mool a rollin'?
Talking about talking about talking about money
Nothing's for free in the land of milk'n honey
Got a foot on the bridge over troubled water
A credit cards cool but I'll settle for a quarter
...

. . .


Into a world I plunge thru my headphones, escape into the streetlight
I begin to believe in destiny when my surroundings in rhythm with me
I'm just a grain of sand walking in a sea of people
I look around me and my name is just someone
For a moment in time I belong
Where my heart beats the fear is gone like destiny

So move with me I'm strong enough to be weak in your arms
Move with me I'm strong enough to be real in your arms

Whispering as I was driving quietly the car was rolling like a bullet
I was feeling the speed moving me faster.
Addicted to the rhythm on my ghetto blaster
That's me supposing that the clarity of thought
Is clear enough to think it's real enough to touch
The wind on me got me tripping can I keep you next to me
Till the end of the world

So move with me I'm strong enough to be weak in your arms
Move with me I'm strong enough to be real in your arms

So move with me I'm strong enough to be weak in your arms
Move with me I'm strong enough to be real in your arms

Like the joker on the pile never coming or going
The colour of my true cards was showing
Keeping in touch with an idea that I been growing
Trust trust I must trust with my head on my chest
I rest with the rest of the restless

So move with me I'm strong enough to be weak in your arms
Move with me I'm strong enough to be real in your arms

. . .


I'm just another voice from the street
and since it's my choice, I feel that I must speak
now I know that you won't listen to little me
but I can't rest unless I get this off my chest
see--
the city's my home the streets where I roam--
but still I leave the drugs and violence alone

And so i try to stay in the right frame of mind
although i know some people who might say that I'm
crazy and lazy for not breakin' out
but the city has soul and that's what I'm about

I have an appetite that must be fed
no longer blind and being led
the of freedom that you can buy
my bank won't lend me yet
but still i can get by--and even smile
so don't judge me by the colour of my skin
my blood runs as deep as your runs red
which takes me out of the rap

The choice is mine
with my joy and pain inside
and I ain't gone under yet!

See bodies with souls living in the street
no one wants to live with nothing to eat
but to climb over livign people and fee
that they brought in on themselves cause they lazy
or would rather steal is a mystery--

so don't judge me by the colour of my skin
my blood runs as deep as your runs red
which takes me out of the verse

The choice is mine
with my joy and pain inside
and I ain't gone under yet!

your under is my over i've never seen your over yet
but don't forget
I ain't gone under yet!

I don't steal I don't run tricks or scams
cause I'm a strong young woman yes I know who I am
but sometimes it's so hard to get by
touch circumstatnces make me want to get high
but I don't go too far cause that ain't my style
so why don't you come live next to me for a while.


. . .


I think I could give myself up to you
Cause you pushed your way thru my attitude
But a taste of life on the tip of my tongue
Won't let me forget. It just reminds me
Of all the things I've been fed
And all the magazines that I've read
I'm suspicious of what you said

How long can we be this way
How long can we live this way
Will twisted tongues bring us down
Or the twisted world we're living in
Or am I the one that's twisted too
Thinking we'll make it thru

Lipstick smiles bring me worries
When I imagine you with somebody else
That's when I know you got me twisted baby
Oh these wicked jealousies could bring us down
Every woman to herself
Every man is his own
When I'm with you the feeling's stronger
I wonder

How Long can we be this way
How long can we live this way...

The thought of saying I'll give you everything I got
Seems so empty cause it's stereotype
To protect my sanity

How Long can we be this way
How long can we live this way...

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Call yourself a family man
Talking 'bout the families plan
To bring the sweet talk deep and down
Works better than an average pick up line
You put your woman out to pasture
On the promises you gave her last year
Peace and love is on your head
And the grass is greener playing 'round
Your family seed is what you spread
Chorus:
Buddy my friend
Who you think you fooling
Buddy my friend
And what about your woman
Buddy my friend
Who you think you fooling
Buddy my friend

I don't care what you do
But there's a hypocrite that lives in you
Cause if your woman gave her love
In the same way that you do
You'd feel a-way
You know you would

Chorus

Buddy my friend
Treat her that way
And you'll be X-D soon
Buddy X-D soon

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Wake up without a blink
To an even pace where nothing moves
Except the pressure from a funky saturday
Dropping like bricks on my head
Or over the milkyway
Starlit electric beams had only just touched me
I must have dreamt myself astray
The only milkyway I have is in the middle of the day
Chorus:

Somedays are better than somedays
Good Sundays are better than somedays
Today I'd even take a bad Monday
Cause this Sunday's a pure pressure inside of me


Danced till my feet were blue
To erase the thoughts I just remember you
Tears lost in the turn of the years
Return on days like this
Kissing in the sunrays
I knew that it was Sunday
Cause my memory's like blueprint in my head
Chorus

(and the little rap says)
Give me grits and eggs give me ham and bacon
And a pancake with some maple syrup
Cause it is Sunday
(God knows what the dogs are saying)
We made it thru....maybe


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You can find some time to be someone
Like a valentine for a lonely soul
You can treat me like a fool
And hate

Some love brings me down
Some love turns me round and round
and round and round
and round and round and round and round and round
Is it something that I said
Is it something that I did
Is it something that I, that I got
in my head
Laying in my bed is so real
'Cause I know what I feel
But together we stand and together
we lay

Hey listen to the voice of experience

This is how I live tomorrow and today

Listen to the voice of experience

That's how I live

Stop the beat. Listen to the melody

Round and round and round and round

Huh, yeah I know when I got the feeling
A feeling of love knocking on my door
First there was fifty and then there was more
What a bore then there was none
Now there's one cause I'm a lucky one
Feelings of love I've got feelings of affection
Come on and give it to me give it with protection
There's no time we're out of luck
The law says we can't talk about A ---?
Huh

Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round

But I need some S-E-X-E-D-U-C-A-T-I-O-N yeah
Sex education
For the people ya 'all

Parents and teachers get together get cool
Children need to learn about sex
in school
Children need to learn about sex in school
You think they don't do it??
Don't get fooled
Parents don't turn your back on the pack
Teachers want to teach but the law says whack
Don't let your kid get caught
Without a jimmy hat
and that's just the start
Take it to the heart
of the matter
talk about it talk about it

Sister sister, kissing by the tree
Ripe right for picking something sweet
Brother brother what's it gonna be
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Teacher, teacher, teacher teach us S-E-X
Teach it to us stupid without the FX
Teacher teach us with your ABCs
Rollin' on the alphabet I'm gonna
Get to Z.

Chorus

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S E X E D U C A T I O N

Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round

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i've got a little piece of mind
from the comfort of a stranger
like vulture love does
we took from eachother
justify desire with a verdict that comes empty
when we exist
in the air that we breath in

acoustic
loneliness
incidental
relationships

chorus:
nothing in this time is done
with peace in mind
so i claim a piece of this world
to get peace in mind from
memories i took to heart
that left me colorblind
so i'm taking daily bread and wine
to keep me cool inside

i had a home
inside of me

acoustic
acoustic loneliness

i knew a young girl by the name of Suzie
now she sleeps with her arm on a Uzi
cause she sleeps giving up what she's got for free
acousticly trained in love
she talks in mono monologues

chorus

tomorrow's promisses
they have all just past away
they slip through my fingers
now their all
just history

chorus 2x

keep me cool inside
like the wind on me
my memories
coming to me
come on honey
aaw baby
let's take it slow
let's some bread
let's take some wine
let's spend some time

. . .


On a table lies the crust of what he
Had and just leaves behind
As I put bread down on the list of things
That I had to buy
By the store leaves your mountain bike
You on the floor still looking hard core
The colour is read under my show
And the friend is gone who put a hole
In you

Insensitivity took a hold of me
And I felt it colour me blue inside
And I left taking a part of you
Like red red paint on the sole
Of my shoe nothing to do with
Common sense or

Sensitivity. I'm feeling cold
Like concrete
Your dignity's reflecting
In the way I feel it

Open minded. The thoughts are clear
From feeling regardless. Heart beats
With pain
You were oh so happy just the other day
Now heartbeats with pain took it all away

The cradle did rock for you too
Looking out from the inside
While life turns to blue
Watching all the glass faces
Leave their red red footprints
On our

Sensitivity. I'm feeling cold
Like concrete
Your dignity's reflecting
In the way I feel it

By the store lays your mountain bike
You on the floor no more hard core
The colour was red under my shoe
And the friend has gone
Who put a whole in you

Guided by the blue light that
Takes you away I'm on my way home

Guided by the blue light

That takes you away
I'm on my way home

Guided by the blue light
I'm on my way home...


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