Those fingers in my hair
That sly come hither stare
That strips my conscience bare its witchcraft
And I've got no defense for it
The heat is too intense for it
What good would common sense for it do
'Cause it's witchcraft
Wicked witchcraft
And although I know it's strictly taboo
When you arouse the need in me
My heart says yes indeed in me
Proceed with what your leading me to
It's such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn't switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you
'Cause it's witchcraft
That crazy witchcraft
And although I know it's strictly taboo
When you arouse the need in me
My heart says yes indeed in me
Proceed with what your leading me to
It's such an ancient pitch
But one I never switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you
This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten
Feel the earth move and then
Hear my heart burst again
For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamed this moment
So overdue, I owe them
Swept away, I'm stolen
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Or face it all together
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Or face it all together
At skyfall
Skyfall is where we start
A thousand miles and poles apart
When worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my number
You can take my name
But you'll never have my heart
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Or face it all together
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Or face it all together
At skyfall
Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'll never be without the security
Are your loving arms
Keeping me from harm
Put your hand in my hand
And we'll stand
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Or face it all together
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Or face it all together
At skyfall
It hid and it hid in his bedroom Psycho killer teen dream action film Gonna show you how we get down in my hood Bubbling bubbling cheap champagne Leyendecker hole wrecker feel no pain Lying face down when I swing your way and what? What's my name, what's my name?
Mary Anna said it's a no-go She don't feel like She don't think so I don't know why I feel like crying Well come on, come on Say come on
They ran and they ran from his classroom Roll another 40, make them scream Gonna show you how we do things in my hood Tripping and a-tripping, erase all tapes John Wayne, Rob Roy feel no pain This is the point where you look the other way You done Lost your mind
Mary Anna said it's a no-go She don't feel like She don't think so I don't know why I feel like crying Well come on, come on Say come on Come on
Mary Anna said it's a no-go She don't feel like She don't think so I don't know why I feel like crying Well come on, come on Say come on Come on
When I feel kinda like a giant useless slump Ready to be taken to the rubbish dump You call me up on your red telephone Make me happy again and then you have to go But I've been trying to think positively About taking up new activities I'll do yoga and learn chinese Play accordion and eat my peas
But will you spend new year's eve with me? We can hide in my bedroom and watch cartoons all night
Everybody else will be out drinking But I don't feel like drinking Do you wanna stay in and hang out with me We could play some Monopoly It's embarrassing to think that at 25 I'm not doing something more wild with my life There's a party over here, a party there But my favourite party is in my bed
So will you please spend new year's with me? We can hide in my bedroom and watch cartoons all night
We can play Nintendo if you'd let me win But you're super competitive with these things That's okay, i don't mind, let's make pop-corn Do you feel like watching Harold and Maude You're the greatest the friend that I've ever had I want you to know that i'm grateful for that I won't let our acquaintance ever be forgot Happy new year, I love you, you're the best of the lot
So will you please spend new year's with me? We can hide in my bedroom and watch cartoons all night
You brought me to the cinema Bought me a tarantula Put them in my camera And shot my heart You cure my hypochondria Blow away insomnia Try to teach me how to put and make me smile
You got a teflon heart And nothing sticks to you You got a teflon heart I think I want one too I want one too
I know you know I'm not bushwa You break like I'm replica A ghost inside your retina That only you can see You took a sit up to you Tobia Made me watch Magnolia Told me crazy stories Partly truth and make-believe
You got a teflon heart And nothing sticks to you You got a teflon heart I think I want one too I want one too
You got a teflon heart And nothing sticks to you You got a teflon heart I think I want one too I want one too
Would you love me If I told you I was born upstream If I told you I come from money White money Would you love me Would you love me Well, I was born down By a bad little river in a poor town Where an indian-giver put a board out It said boarding house Call him scarecrow He kept whores around And I'd go there I'd wait my turn on the broke stairs And get me the girl with the gold hair Leave your clothes there On the folding chair In that cold room Your breath would twist just like ghosts do You said call me Dorothy in red shoes And the bed moved The bed moved The bed moved
Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight
Well, the man would come in It's hard living right giving head when The sad days of winter have set in And the medicine for an addict is heroin I'd find you there in the bath We'd cook up your shit in a tin can And you started calling me tin man And we started making plans to begin again Begin again You saved a C note Told me you felt like a seagull Told me to meet at the depot With the needle Then maybe we'd go to Reno Where you'd be my desert dove And we'd find a way to make better love Said, baby, that's How the West Was Won And the blood-red sun The blood-red sun And the blood-red
Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight
Well, the man cries Who gives a damn when a tramp dies? But I loved you there in the lamp light With your bare thighs And the halo of your hair And all my lifelong I'll never shake off your siren song And all of your talk about dying young With an iron lung and that crazy way You said, Simon I think I might stay here with scarecrow tonight Simon, I think I'm gonna stay here with scarecrow tonight
I want to dance, I want to sing I want to bust up everything To make some love I want to dance, I want to sing I want to bust up everything And make some love
I can feel it in the air Feel it up above Feel the tension everywhere There is too much blood Too much blood, well alright
Everything you see on the movie screen is tame. Everything's gonna be arranged. A friend of mine was this Japanese. He had a girlfriend in Paris. He tried to date her in six months and eventually she said yes. You know he took her to his apartment, cut off her head. Put the rest of her body in the refrigerator, ate her piece by piece. Put her in the refrigerator, put her in the freezer. And when he ate her and took her bones to the Bois de Boulogne, by chance a taxi driver noticed him burying the bones. You don't believe me? Truth is stranger than fiction. We drive through there every day.
I want to dance, I want to sing I want to bust up everything Be number one I want to dance, I want to sing I want to bust up everything And have some fun
I can feel it everywhere Feel it up above Feel the tension in the air There is too much blood, too much blood Too much, too much blood, alright Did you ever see Texas Chain Saw Massacre? Horrible, wasn't it? You know people ask me: it is really true where you live in Texas, it is really true what they do around there, people? I say, everytime I drive through the crossroads I get scared there's a bloke running around with a fucking chain saw. Don't saw off me leg, don't saw off me arm. When I get to the movies, you know I'd like to see something more romantic, you know. Like An Officer and a Gentleman or something. Something you can take the wife to, you know what I mean?
I want to dance, I want to sing I want to bust up everything And have some fun I want to dance, I want to sing I want to bust up everything And make some love
I can feel it everywhere Feel it up above Feel the tension in the air There is too much blood, too much blood
Pretty ladies, don't be scared Pretty ladies, don't be scared Pretty ladies, don't be scared Pretty ladies, don't be scared Pretty ladies, don't despair There's still so much love Pretty ladies, don't despair Too much, too much Too much blood, too much blood Too much too much blood, too much blood Too much blood, too much blood
Trust me Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh Or is the progress of process that's a natural people quest Metal and the workings, dark and lurking in my mind Branded neon red and blue flashes The view from the flats is nice I see Alice in Wonderland I see malice in Sunderland Mouse to house, I am this land The were without, it's Thumberland Smoke to a karma coma Jamaicans do yard and roamers Shake Bacardi's and Coke and make me laugh and Trust me
So much stuff and many people The future is not evil The future is not fish and it's simple, it's efficient Now that things are costing nothing Is any of it good? Come and love me, read my nothings Blogging river floods Dead plant planted on the window ledge Shadows dance, glint and blend Glance slow at the night outside I'm god in the game Sound rumbles in 5.1 round some corner to fight with guns Play god in games but nothing in Trust me
Dub step, club sweat, come get rubbed red Play the playlist Play the playlist I see Alice in Wonderland I see malice in Sunderland House to house, I love this land The were without, it's Thumberland Do the wrong thing, joke it right Span the longings and the fights For all the oil and the toil And the spoils of the royals We are nothing if not nice We are coughing if we are wise Roll me up like a leafy spliff Fuck that, roll me up And trust me
Nicky's in the corner With a black coat on Running from a bad home With some cat inside Now where did you find her Among the neon lights That haunt the streets outside She says Stay with me
Beautiful girl (Stay with me) Beautiful girl (Stay with me) She wants to go home
From doorway to doorway Street corner to corner With the neon ghosts in the city And she says Stay with me Stay with me Stay with me Stay with me
She's so scared So very frightened Anything could happen Right here tonight
Beautiful girl (Stay with me) Beautiful girl (Stay with me) She wants to go home
Stay with me (Beautiful girl) Stay with me (Beautiful girl) Stay with me (Beautiful girl) Stay with me Beautiful girl
When I woke up today, the air was very strange I couldn't feel my skin and there was evil in my bones I tried to speak but found that I didn't have a voice It was a prison like the one you would find in the twilight zone
And I feel just like Sigourney Weaver When she had to kill those aliens And one guy tried to get them back to the earth And she couldn't believe her ears
So I was taken or I went towards what was west Where the ground was dead and struvk out at the giant sky The sky was black and filled with tiny silver holes And it was there with the frightened voice that I began to cry out loud
I feel just like Winona Ryder In that movie about vampires And she couldn't get that accent right I neither could that other guy
And I feel just like I am on Jupiter One man looks like rainbows, sure But it doesn't lend itself to life And I haven't finished yet
You are hardcore, you make me hard You name the drama and I'll play the part It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream I like your get-up if you know what I mean I want it bad I want it now Can't you see I'm ready now I've seen all the pictures, I've studied them forever I wanna make a movie so let's star in it together Don't make a move 'til I say action Here comes the Hardcore life
Put your money where your mouth is tonight Leave your make-up on and I'll leave on the light Come over here babe and talk in the mic I hear you now It's gonna be one hell of the night You can't be a spectator, oh no You got to take these dreams and make them whole
This is Hardcore There is no way back for you This is Hardcore This is me on top of you And I can't believe it took me this long That it took me this long
This is the eye of the storm It's what men in stained raincoats pay for But in here it is pure This is the end of the line I've seen the storyline Played out so many times before That goes in there Then that goes in there Then that goes in there Then that goes in there And then it's over What a hell of a show But what I want to know What exactly do you do for an encore? 'Cause this is Hardcore
She grew up in a Indiana town Had a good lookin' mama who never was around But she grew up tall and she grew up right With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night
Well she moved down here at the age of 18 She blew the boys away was more than they'd seen I was introduced and we both started groovin' She said: "I dig you, baby But I got to keep movin' on Keep movin' on"
Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in And I'm tired of this town again
Well, I don't know but I've been told You never slow down, you never grow old I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down Tired of myself, tired of this town Oh, my my Oh, hell yes Honey, put on that party dress Buy me a drink, sing me a song Take me as I come 'Cause I can't stay long
Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in And I'm tired of this town again
There's pigeons down on Market Square She's standing in her underwear Lookin' down from a hotel room The nightfall will be coming soon Oh, my my Oh, hell yes You got to put on that party dress It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone I hit my last number I walked to the road
Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in And I'm tired of this town again
It’s just a bad movie Where there’s no crying Handing the keys to me In this Red Lion Where the lock that you locked in the suite says there’s no prying When the breath that you breathed in the street screams there’s no science When you look how you looked then to me then I cease lying And fall into silence
It’s just a life story So there’s no climax No more new territory So pull away the IMAX In the slot that you sliced through the scene there was no shyness In the plot that you passed through your teeth there was no pity No fade in film begins on a kid in the big city And no cut to a costly parade that’s for him only No dissolve to a sliver of grey that’s his new lady Where she glows just like grain on the flickering pane of some great movie Hey, I'd watch it
It’s just a house burning But it’s not haunted It was your heart hurting But not for too long kid In the socket you spin from with ease there is no sticking From the speakers your fake masterpiece comes serenely dribbling When the air around your chair fills with heat that’s the flames licking Beneath the clock on the clean mantelpiece it’s got a calm clicking Like a pro at his editing suite takes two weeks stitching Up some bad movie
Che non si fossero mai incontrati, finora, sembra quasi impossibile, e non poteva che essere una delle storie più dark di tutti i tempi, Alice Nel Paese Delle Meraviglie, a far incrociare le loro strade: stiamo parlando di Tim Burton e Robert Smith. Il leader dei Cure, infatti, su richiesta di un amico, come si legge nel post sul sito ufficiale della band, ha registrato una cover del brano Very Good Advice (già presente nella versione Disney del 1951 del classico di Carroll) per il film girato dal regista americano (in uscita all'inizo del mese prossimo) che verrà inclusa in un album chiamato Almost Alice, che andrà ad affiancarsi alla colonna sonora originale, composta da Danny Elfman. Il disco, al quale partecipano, tra gli altri, anche Franz Ferdinand, Wolfmother ed Avril Lavigne, sarà pubblicato tra un mese esatto, il due marzo.
Si allarga il raggio d'azione di Banksy: il geniale e misterioso artista inglese, infatti, ha presentato al Sundance Festival il suo primo film, il documentario Exit Through The Gift Shop, un lungometragio di 85 minuti definito dall'autore come "un film su un uomo che cerca di fare un film su di me". E naturalmente, dato che si trovava da quelle parti (nello Utah, USA), il writer di Bristol ne ha approfittato per realizzare alcuni stencil in giro per Park City...
Nothing is crueler than children who come from good homes God will forgive them, I guess, but whose side are you on? Driving around the old town, I remember it all Dropping my lunchbox and Tampax all over the hall And they said
You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes You are a satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil You think you're poet, a folksinger? A poser, nuh-oh A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all
So we hide from the guns On a night reconnaissance Steal flamingos and gnomes From the dark side of the lawn
No one can stop us The script is a work of genius No one has bought the rights yet but We're not giving up Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script Directed by Spielberg and starring the masochist club
Mary, you look like hell You're stuck in that ridiculous shell Give us some light and god's pure love We know what you've been dreaming of Give us some light and god's pure love We know what you've been dreaming of Give us some light and god's pure love We're taking you to Hollywood Hollywood
And we hide from the guns On a night reconnaissance Steal flamingos and gnomes From the dark side of the lawn
One plays a socialist cokehead we dress in my clothes One plays a satanist worshipper of things evil One plays a poet who starts up a band of his own One is a volleyball player with both of wrists broke
And we hide from the guns On a night reconnaissance Steal flamingos and gnomes From the dark side of the lawn
And we give them good homes Give them love they've never known In the loft, in the barn In the town where I was born In the loft, in the barn In the town where I was born In the loft, in the barn In the town where I was born
Finalmente ci siamo: dopo mesi di indiscrezioni, è disponibile in rete il primo trailer ufficiale della versione cinematografica 3D di Alice Nel Paese Delle Meraviglie di Tim Burton, ovvero la sublimazione del cinema dark romantico del regista californiano. E nella parte del Cappellaio Matto, c'era da scommeterci, c'è Johnny Depp. Ora non ci resta che aspettare il 5 Marzo 2010...
