20th Century
Boy | Been
Smoking Too Long | Bigmouth Strikes
Again | Bubblegun
Carbon Kid |
Dark Globe |
Drowning By
Numbers | Eyesight To The
Blind
Flesh Mechanic
| Holocaust |
I Feel You |
Je t'aime moi
non plus | Johnny &
Mary
Kitsch Object
| Leni | Mars Landing
Party | Miss
Moneypenny
Paycheck |
Slackerbitch
| Some | The Metric
System
Then The Clouds
Will Open For Me | Waiting For The Son
Of Man
Слова Марка Болана
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's
just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a
bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see
Your were meant for me, yeah
I'm your
toy
Your twentieth century boy
Friends says it's fine, friends says it's good
Everybody says it's
just like Robin Hood
Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your
hand
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see
Your were meant for me, yeah
I'm your
boy
Your twentieth century toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century
boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your
toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's
just like rock'n'roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a
bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see
You were meant for me, yeah
I'm your
toy
Your twentieth century boy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century
boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your
toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Слова Ника Дрейка
Yeah, I really, um, I really, I really wanted to kind of like,
to
capture some kind of like moment, but maybe it's better if I'm sober…
Wake up in the morning, I look at my clock
It's way past noontime,
I'm late for work
Tell me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go
right with me it must be that I've been smoking too long
Go to fix me some breakfast, I ain't got no food
Take me a shower,
the water don't feel no good
Tell me what have I done wrong?
And
nothing can go right with me must be that I've been smoking too long
I got opium in my chimney, no other life to choose
Nightmares made
of hash dreams, the devil in my shoes
What have I done wrong?
Year
nothing can go right with me it must be that I've been smoking too long
When I'm smoking, smoking, put my worries on a shelf
Try not to
think about nothing, don't wanna see myself
What have I done
wrong?
And nothing can go right with me it must be that I've been
smoking too long
In this blues I'm singing, there's a lesson to be learned
Your go
round smoking, you're gonna get burned
Fuck me what have I done
wrong?
Nothing can go right with me must be that I've been smoking too
long, too long
Слова Morrissey & Johnny Marr
Sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking when I said
I'd like to
smash every tooth in your head
Oh sweetness, sweetness, I was only
joking when I said
By rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc
felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her discman started to
melt
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da
Bigmouth strikes
again
And I've got no right to take my place in the human race,
oh
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da
Bigmouth strikes
again
And I've got no right to take my place in the human race
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc
felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her megadrive started
to melt
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da
Bigmouth strikes
again
And I've got no right to take my place in the human race,
oh
Bigmouth la da dum da da
Bigmouth la da da da
Bigmouth strikes
again
And I've got no right to take my place in the human race
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Take the fast lane everywhere I
go
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Someday, gonna take it slow
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Take the fast lane everywhere I
go
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Someday, gonna take it slow
I wanna turn you on
Feels like a loaded gun
Spit out your
bubblegum
I wanna... wanna...
I wanna... wanna...
I wanna turn you on
Feels like a loaded gun
Spit out your
bubblegum
I wanna... I wanna...
I wanna... I wanna...
I wanna...
I wanna...
I wanna... I wanna...
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna cum
Слова Alpinestars
Image image you do what you want
Image image you do what you
want
Image image you do what you want
You're a carbon kid with a
sinister diagram
Image image we're leaving the ground
Image image
we're leaving the ground
Image image we're leaving the ground
Image
image we'll never be found
You're a carbon kid with a sinister
diagram
With a sinister diagram
Sinister diagram
And when this half is over and we claim our second skin
We can can
compliment each other on the state that we are in
And when we leave
this place forever and we're floating round in space
Take the easy way
to heaven with a smile upon your face
You're a carbon kid with a
sinister diagram
Image image you do what you want
Image image you do
what you want
Image image you do what you want
You're a carbon kid
with a sinister diagram
You're a carbon kid with a sinister
diagram
You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram
You're a carbon
kid with a sinister diagram
Sinister diagram
You're a carbon kid
with a sinister diagram
Слова Сида Баррета
Oh where are you now
Pussy willow that smiled on this leaf?
When
I was alone
You promised the stone from your heart
My head kissed
the ground
I was half the way down treading the sand, please
Please lift a hand
I'm only a person
Whose armbands beat
On
his hands, hang tall
Won't you miss me?
Wouldn't you miss me at
all?
Oh, oh, oh
The poppy bird's way
Swing twigs coffee brands around
Brandish
her wand
With a feathery tongue
My head kissed the ground
I was
half the way down treading the sand, please, please
Please lift a hand
I'm only a person
With eskimo chain
I
tattooed my brain all the way
Won't you miss me?
Wouldn't you miss
me at all?
Oh, oh, oh
Open up your heart, let me slip inside
Such determination always
tries to turn the tide
Open up your arms, let me dive into
The big,
big blue
Try losing this chromosome
It's my choosing, down to the bone
Open up your heart, let me slip inside
Such imagination always helps
the feeling slide
Open up your soul, falling back into
The big, big
blue
Try losing this chromosome
It's my choosing, down to the bone
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive in
Blood,
drowning
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive in
Open up your heart, let me slip inside
Auto-flagellation always
helps the ghost to hide
Open up your arms, let me dive into
The big,
big blue
Try losing this chromosome
It's my choosing, down to the bone
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive in
Blood,
drowning
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive in
Blood,
drowning
Blood, dive in
Blood, drowning
Blood, dive
in
Drowning, drowning, drowning, drowning...
You don't know me, and you never hold me
Like your little piece on
the side
My mother told me, that you're never lonely
When you're
laughing all the time
Inside out and outside in
You bring eyesight to the blind
Crying
is a crime
Slowing down the metronome, slowing down
Slowing down the metronome,
slowing down
You don't know me, and you never hold me
Like your little boy in
blue
My father told me, that you're always lonely
When they're all
laughing at you
Inside out and outside in
You bring jesus to the jew
Slowing down the metronome, slowing down
Slowing down the metronome,
slowing down
You don't know me, and you never hold me
Like your little piece on
the side
Inside out and outside in
You bring eyesight to the blind
He tries to embrace her
She wants him to race her
He needs a
laser
To get it through her skull
Means and lies and
hatreds
Tears that fall in sequence
Cold caress
imprints
Conversation growing dull
Says he's a poet
Lousy protozoan
And he kisses ass for free
I
took a vow of silence
When he tries to talk to me
I just turn on the
TV
He tries to impress her
Mentally undress her
It takes more to
possess her
But in his pocket lies a hole
He's got a thousand
talents
Charisma by the bagful
Aristocratic parents
A rebel with
a heart of gold
Says he's a poet
This time he's gonna blow it
Cause he's dancing
with his ego
I took a vow of silence
When he reads his work to
me
I swallow words like a placebo
He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
Gets him in a panic
He's
wasting time
Cause everybody is a star in his eyes
Careful not to give your favours
To your lonesome fucked-up
neighbours
I had one who sent me her heart
In a tupperware
container
All the movies in my head
They flicker with my bleeding
heart
A careless slipping of the tongue
On just another private part
Blatant search for
Stoned affection
Fights the rust
that
Breeds infection
Meet me at the
Intersection
Don't forget
your
Fuel injection
He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
Gets him in a panic
He's
wasting time
Cause everybody is a star in his eyes
Your think this love is bona fide
You're being taken for a
ride
Wrap your lip around your head
And slowly blow yourself away
Your eyes are almost dead
Can't get out of bed
And you can't
sleep
You're sitting down to dress
You're a mess
You look in the mirror
You look in your eyes
Then you realize
Your mother's dead
She said
"Don't be afraid"
Your mother's dead
You're on your own
She's in your head
They stood on the stairs
Laughing at your airs
Everybody goes
Leaving those
Who fall behind
Everybody goes
As far as they can
They don't just care
You're a wasted face
You're a sad-eyed lie
You're a holocaust
Слова Мартина Гора
I feel you
Your sun it shines
I feel you
Within my mind
You
take me there
You take me where
The kingdom comes
You take me
to
And lead me through Babylon
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love
I feel you
Your heart it sings
I feel you
The joy it
brings
Where heaven waits
Those golden gates
And back
again
You take me to
And lead me through oblivion
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our love
I feel you
Your precious soul
And I am whole
I feel
you
Your rising sun
My kingdom comes
I feel you
Each move you make
I feel you
Each breath you
take
Where angels sing
And spread their wings
My love's on
high
You take me home
To glory's throne
By and by
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our
love
This is the morning of our love
It's just the dawning of our
love
I feel you
Your precious soul
And I am whole
I feel
you
Your rising sun
My kingdom comes
Слова Сержа Гинзбурга
Je t'aime
Je t'aime
Oh, oui, je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh, mon
amour
Comme la vague irresolue
Je t'aime
Je t'aime
Oh, oui, je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh, mon
amour
Tu es la vague, moi l'ile nue
Tu vas, tu vas et tu
viens
Entre mes reins
Tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes reins
Et je
te rejoins
Je t'aime
Je t'aime
Oh, oui, je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh, mon
amour
Comme la vague irresolue
Je vais, je vais et je viens
Entre
tes riens
Je vais et je viens
Entre tes riens
Et je me retiens
(Oh, I love you) Moi non plus
(Oh, I love you) Moi non plus
Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes riens
Je vais et je
viens
Je me retiens
Non! Maintenant viens...
Перевод с французского Angelic'и (даже по ролям
расписано):
Brian Molko:
I love you
I love you
Oh yes, I love you
Asia Argento:
Neither do I
Brian Molko:
Oh my love
Asia Argento:
Like an irresolute wave
Brian Molko:
I love you
I love you
Oh yes, I love you
Asia Argento:
Neither do I
Brian Molko:
Oh my love
You are the wave, and I'm the
naked island
You go, you go and you come
Between my thighs
You go
and you come
Between my thighs
And I join you
I love you
I
love you
Oh yes, I love you
Asia Argento:
Neither do I
Brian Molko:
Oh my love
Asia Argento:
Like an irresolute wave
I go, I go and I
come
Between your thighs
I go and I come
Between your
thighs
And I restrain myself
I love you
Brian Molko:
Neither do I
Asia Argento:
I love you
Brian Molko:
Neither do I
Asia Argento:
Oi ti amo (I love you)
Brian Molko:
You go, you go and you come
Between my
thighs
Asia Argento:
I go and I come
And I restrain myself
Brian Molko:
No! Now come...
Слова Роберта Палмера
Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty
He needs
all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely
Mary counts walls, knows
he tires easily
Johnny thinks the world would be right, if it would
buy, truth from him
Mary says he changes his mind, more than a
woman
But she made her bed, even when the chance was slim
Johnny says he's willing to learn, when he decides, he's a
fool
Johnny say's he'll live any where, when he earns time to
Mary
combs her hair, says she should be use to it
Mary always edges her
bets, she never knows, what to think
She says that he still acts, like
he's being discovered
Scared that he'll get caught, without a second
thought
Johnny feels he's wasting his breath, trying to talk, sense to
her
Mary says he's lacking a real, sense of proportion
So she combs
her hair, knows he tires easily
Johnny's always running around, trying
to find certainty
He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint
lonely
Mary counts walls, says she should be use to it
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying,
go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for
free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Snook your way backstage
Paris sets the rage
Coursing on your
brain
So now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying,
go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for
free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless
Bare
Faithless
Scared
Know that bitches face
All seen better days
So quick to blow your
fuse
But that's the life you choose
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying,
go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for
free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless
Bare
Faithless
Scared
Snook yourself backstage
Paris sets the rage
Coursing on your
brain
So now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying,
go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for
free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky
Beneath her shoulder,
beneath her evil eye
She towers over this male who is a fly
My
sci-fi lullaby
I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky
I beg below her, my
limbs are paralyzed
She beats me harder than any kind of guy
My
sci-fi lullaby
Embrasse moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul
Embrasse moi, mets ton
doigt dan mon cul
Une presence ambigue
Une presence
inconnue
Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus.
(еще 2 раза)
Перевод с французского:
Kiss me, put your finger up my
arse
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse
An ambiguous presence
An
unknown presence
Until I can't take it anymore
Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little
while
Lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style
It's
a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny
Wants to spill his
seed on guaranteed, service with a smile
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Miss Moneypenny
Miss
Moneypenny
Oh
Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice
Feel the
atmosphere, it's gently laced with nicotine and spice
It's a long walk
home, the entrance of the night is scary
Only trouble is, he never
learned to shoot the same gun twice
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Miss Moneypenny
Miss
Moneypenny
Oh
Every job he saves the girl
Martini, mobile phone
Bastards
getting in his way
They're all pushing daisies
All you need to make
a movie is a gun and a girl
0898 007 (и так до конца)
Consumed by the one's who made her
She's a faker, always let's me
down
Dressed up like a capital shaker
Pull the ??? that judgement
let her down
I'll have your guts for garters, just for
starters
Don't you make me frown
She could've been a nutter
So I
had to cut the mother down
Slacker, wasting half is life on sniffing glue
Now he's a foreman
working for the red the white and blue
Plain sailing, safe
surfing
Public peeling, back stab
Confused by the one's who break her
She's a faker, never makes a
sound
Undressed like a soul in prayer
Buy a share, pay her by the
pound
I'll have your face for breakfast
I'm in excess, need of a
stroke down
She could've been a nutter
So I had to cut the mother
down
Slacker, wasted half is life on speed
Now he's reformed and working
for the red the white and blue
Plain sailing, shoulder
rubbing
Dental flossing, back stab
Pay - check
Pay - check
Save the best for later
Be careful not to stain the sheets
now
You god damn liar
Take me higher
I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never
wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the
real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing
Slacker, wasted half is life on sniffing glue
Now he's reformed,
working for the red the white and blue
Plain sailing, wife
swapping
Stool pigeon, back stab
Pay - check
Pay - check
Save the best for later
Be careful not to stain the sheets
now
You god damn liar
Pants on fire
Cold ???
But this one really takes the piss
It's likely to
proquandry
I deserve so much more than this
It echoes in my brain
I didn't mean it
Pulses through my
veins
I didn't mean it
I'm the one to blame
I didn't mean
it
Did too much cocaine
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are
sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Always comes back for more
Your memory will fade
I didn't mean it
You've always had it
made
I didn't mean it
I know your feel betrayed
I didn't mean
it
I just wanted to get laid
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are
sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Always knocking on my door
Your come across impure
I didn't mean it
You're goddamn
immature
I didn't mean it
You act so insecure
I didn't mean
it
You hate me now I'm sure
I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are
sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Dripping sex from every pore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Looks real cute, her lips are
sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
Such a motherfucking bore
Слова Dream City Film Club
Some like to dream
Some like to live
Some like to take
Some
like to give
Some take enough
Some take it all
Some will
rise
And some will fall
Some like it tight
Some like it
loose
Some need a reason
Some need no excuse
Some like it
dirty
Some like it clean
Some like it tender
And some like it
lean
Some fuck for fun
Some for prestige
Some come on their feet
(and)
Some come on their knees
Some say they're bent
Some say
they're straight
Some come early
And some come late
I'm taking
some
Now I'm taking some
Слова Dimitri Tikovoi
Rock boy
His genital sack juice mad
His delicious
apparatus
Would flutter and tremble
After heated worship
He would
freeze it in a jar
And sell it to celebrity lesbians
Good work if
you can get it
Good work if you can get it
They wanna buy it in
kilos
They wanna buy it in grams
They wanna buy it in kilos
They
wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric
system
They never fuck around
They wanna buy it in kilos
They
wanna buy it in grams
You know they're down with the metric
system
They never buy the pound
Good work if you can get it
My guy has a tan transcontinental
But it keeps me enchained
Watch
an old black and white movie
Fred and Ginger are too sentimental,
crying in shame
I don't want to be forgotten
I can't be alone
So don't you dare
leave me
It's like coming home
To a skin that has died
Human
voices like a drum
And they're looking right through me
Scatter the
ashes one more time for me
One more time for me
My guy has a tattoo ornamental
When he's frozen in space
Cut your
eye far to me
A covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a
subway
I don't want to be forgotten
I can't be alone
So don't you dare
leave me
It's like coming home
To a skin that has died
Human
voices like a drum
And they're looking right through me
Scatter the
ashes one more time for me
One more time for me
One more time for
me
One more time for me
One more time for me
One more time for
me
One more time for me
One more time for me
Trans-likened, twisting my ankle
Doing the grave dance
Narcotic?
yes please, I'll have a sample
Riding on my very last chance
Then the clouds will open for me
Gonna meet my Jesus Christ
I see
history playing before me
For pleasure and passion you play the price
Sadness the name of the spike that took me
I'll make that's
all
Like some raging, hard, horny mephistopheles
Who came for my
soul
Patience comes to the ugly, not me
Laughter comes to the lucky, not
me
People in my head that won't stop talking
Nothing in my dream
that isn't creepy crawling
Walking in the park and I think that I'm falling
Swimming in the sea
and I think I'll
You guessed it
Only lifeguards, only lifeguards
packing all the time can save me
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
For the son of man
For the son of
man
Patience comes to the ugly, not me
Concentration comes to the ugly,
not me
Nothing on the box that hasn't been born
No-one in the street
that isn't old
Driving in the car and I think that I'm crashing
Swimming in the sea
and I think that I'll
You guessed it
Only lifeguards, only
lifeguards packing all the time can save me
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
For the son of man
For the son of
man