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Sleeping With Ghosts (2003) | Black Market Music (2000) | Without You I'm Nothing (1998)
Placebo (1996) | B-sides & covers


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


20th Century Boy

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


Been Smoking Too Long

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


Bigmouth Strikes Again

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


Bubblegun

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


Carbon Kid

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


Dark Globe

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


Drowning By Numbers

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...


Eyesight To The Blind

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


Flesh Mechanic

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


Holocaust

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


I Feel You

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


Je t'aime moi non plus

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...


Johnny & Mary

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


Kitsch Object

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


Leni

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


Mars Landing Party

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


Miss Moneypenny

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)


Paycheck

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


Slackerbitch

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


Some

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


The Metric System

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


Then The Clouds Will Open For Me

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


Waiting For The Son Of Man

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

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