Heaven comes to he who waits But I know I'm getting nowhere And all the deeds of yesterday Have really helped to pave my way Though there's no one near me now How come everyone can touch me You see the torture on my brow Relates to neither here nor now
Watch me bleed Bleed forever Watch me bleed Bleed forever Although my face is straight it lies My body feels the pain and cries
Here the table is not bare I am full but feeling empty For all the warmth it feels so cold For one so young I feel so old
Watch me bleed Bleed forever Watch me bleed Bleed forever It's not allowed to be unkind But still the hate lives in my mind
I'll make no noise I'll hide my pain I'll close my eyes I won't complain I'll lie right back and take the blame And trie to tell myself I'm living And when it's all been said or done Where do I go? Where do I run? What's left of me or anyone when we've denied the hurting?
Watch me bleed Bleed forever Watch me bleed Bleed forever And all the deeds of yesterday Have really helped to pave my way
Little faith, follow me I set a fire in a blackberry field Make us laugh or nothing will I set a fire just to see what it killed Now it's stuck in New York and the rain's coming down I don't feel like we're going anywhere Stuck in New York and the rain's coming down Still lyin' for the vanity fair
Leave our insolent souls Head for the coast Leave our insolent souls Everything goes
All our lonely kids are getting harder to find We'll play nuns versus priests until somebody cries All our lonely kids they'll make the same mistakes We'll play nuns versus priests until somebody wins
Awesome prince, get your sleep Lose your high history Make us laugh or nothing will I set a fire just to see what it killed
Don't be bitter and I know how you think You're waiting for a radio city to sink You'll find commiseration in everyone's eyes The storm will suck the pretty girls into the skies
All our lonely kids are getting harder to find We'll play nuns versus priests until somebody cries All our lonely kids they'll make the same mistakes We'll play nuns versus priests until somebody wins
Leave our insolent souls Head for the coast Leave our insolent souls Everything goes
I can’t seem to face up to the facts I’m tense and nervous and I can’t relax I can’t sleep, cause my bed’s on fire Don’t touch me I’m a real live wire
Psycho killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better Run run run run run run run away Psycho killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better Run run run run run run run away
You start a conversation you can't even finish it You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed Say something once, why say it again?
Psycho killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better Run run run run run run run away Psycho killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better Run run run run run run run away
Ce que j'ai fait, ce soir-là Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir-là Réalisant mon espoir Je me lance vers la gloire okay We are vain and we are blind I hate people when they're not polite
Psycho killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better Run run run run run run run away Psycho killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better Run run run run run run run away
Wake up straight called out by the sun
On the first day of april out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I’m sure that I was dreaming TV on
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done i take my kid to school
It was the pound shop
Woolworth’s under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the Westway flies by then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove To the forthcoming dramas
The studio and a love of all sweet music
We just can’t let go
Let go, let go, let go
So meditate on what we’ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil war is what we all were born into
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Don’t capitulate to the forces of the market place
They’re long departed, consolidate
The love we’ve had together
On a cold day in springtime
She lives in the bungalow She kills me with rose garden thorns She waits for me My love is unusual It's painted with roses and thorns With her I'm complete
She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me
Visions of Mexico seduce me It goes to my head so carefully Memories of candles and incense And all of these things remember these?
She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me She comforts me when the candles burn out The cake has grown mold but the memories are sweet The laughter's all all gone but the memories are mine The mexican princess is out of my life
She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me
Paseaba en la troca con quemacococos Parqueamos la wawa y le tocamos al loco que Siempre jala con sus compadres, Se jala temprano para hechar desmadre Salió de su casa Saco de lana, zapato blanco y pantalón de pana Así yo me visto si me da la gana Mejor no te metas donde nadie te llama Nos fuimos temprano hacia el reventón y nos encontramos a mi hermano Ramón Que nos invitaba de su cerveza mientras me commentaba Que buena está la fiesta Allí conocimos a unas muchachas Que no estaban buenas ni tampoco Estaban gachas y las mandamos a hacer la fila para que nos sirvieran varios tequilas The party was plenty full of narcos was plenty full of grass shit and plenty full of guarros Todos en coches brindados Todos tomados y todos bien armados El loco bebió hasta perder el control Se puso a rapear como el pendejo de Caló y nos gritaron malditos pochos Nos discriminaron por venir en bochos Le dije men ya estás muy pasado Más vale cholo que mal acompañado
No se pelien men No se pelien Para poder peliarse hay que saber con quien men No se pelien men No se pelien Para poder peliarse hay que saber con quien men
Larrabalera estaba hasta el recubeque quería pagar a la mafia con un cheque Nos presumían de sus ropitas Mientras que el loco les bajaba a sus chiquitas Rolando harinazos me dijo algún idiota que se refería a mi Amigo el trota El loco le dijo Hey ten cuidado con Edmundo you better keep your mouth Shut o mato a todo el mundo Se armaron los plomazos y los trancazos Pau pau Que buenos catorrazos Y les gritaba a todos Pecho tierra mientras les comentaba Que buena está la guerra Tito me dijo ese güero mariquete Me estaba amenazando con su 357 Un enano bigotón, hijo de la chingada Me estaba amenazando con lanzarme su granada Llegó el momento de hacer la retirada Está puerta está cerrada Tuvimos que escapar por la puerta principal Y le dije a mi chofer que me dejara manejar Me dijo man ya estás muy pasado Y yo le dijo no problemo Este bocho está tocado
No se pelien men No se pelien Para poder peliarse hay que saber con quien men No se pelien men No se pelien Para poder peliarse hay que saber con quien men
A walk down the staircase A magnetic pull Back to the other place Where I cannot go I’m sending a chopper To steal you away
The pot is full Let me take control Let me take control The pot is full Of secrets to be told Of secrets to be told I have always And always will The pot is full Let me take control Let me take control The pot is full Of secrets to be told Of secrets to be told
Sarà pretestuoso, ma le immagini dell'eruzione del vulcano sul ghiacciao Eyjafjallajökull in Islanda, che in questi giorni stanno facendo il giro del mondo, ricordano tanto quelle del progetto grafico di Kid A dei Radiohead (da molti ritenuto il miglior disco del decennio appena trascorso) ideato dall'artista inglese Stanley Donwood in collaborazione con Thom Yorke (con lo pseudonimo di Tchock).
Mr. Robinson And his quango Dirty dealer Expensive car Runs the buses and the Evening Star He got a hairpiece He got herpes His private life is very discreet A nicer man, no, you're never gonna meet He's the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing He got respiratory problems and a mason's ring
Mr. Robinson And his quango Drinks with generals and county wives The family business is doing alright They're doing tangos Down in the quangos He makes them tick He makes them tock And if you don't fit He put you in the dock He just sits in his leather chair and twiddles his thumb Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum
He ran into the toilets in the town hall He got his biro out and wrote on the wall I'm wearing black French knickers under my suit I've got stocking and suspenders on I'm feeling rather loose I'm a naughty boy I'm a naughty, naughty boy
He's the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing He got respiratory problems and a mason's ring
I'm a naughty boy I'm a naughty, naughty boy I'm a naughty boy I'm a naughty, naughty boy
It takes too much to please me Attached but no real feeling High fives and corporate anthems Nothing comes to mind Kitemarked for true low standards Where more wants all and no less Just change with no real progress Nothing comes to mind I want higher Still nothing comes to mind
Give me a low five 'Cause I can't help myself I'm a low five downsize no one else Do you love yourself?
These altered states and egos Potential less than zero Found god in San Diego Nothing comes to mind
Give me a low five 'Cause I can't help myself I'm a low five downsize no one else Do you love yourself?
I half expect to find myself In full control of nothing else Lost hope but learnt to hopeless Nothing comes to mind I want higher Still nothing comes to mind
Give me a low five 'Cause I can't help myself I'm a low five downsize no one else Do you love yourself?
Limb by limb and tooth by tooth Tearing up inside of me Every day, every hour, just wish that I Was bulletproof
Wax me, mould me Heat the pins and stab them in You have turned me into this, just wish that it Was bulletproof Was bulletproof
So pay me money and take a shot Lead fill the hole in me I could burst a million bubbles, all surrogate And bulletproof And bulletproof And bulletproof Bulletproof
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed Nothin' seems to fit Raindrops keep fallin' on my head, keep a falling
And I just done me some talkin' to the sun And I said I didn't like the way he got things done Sleepin' on the job Raindrops keep fallin' on my head, keep a falling
But there's one thing I know The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red Cryin's not for me 'Cause I ain't gonna stop the rain by complainin' Because I'm free Nothin's botherin' me
