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Rooftop calling for a bodyguard
She won't call unless she's gone too far
You can circle the house all you want
You can hole up in a restaurant
She don't care about you anymore
She don't care about you anymore
Sit inside watch your books go unread
Pretending you don't have any regrets
Spawning letter after letter unsent
Waiting till your memories are spent
She don't care about you anymore
She don't care about you anymore
And you can feel it in your bones it's all a magic trick
The explanation's gonna make you hate her
And I have demons enough to start a factory of demons
We can use them for experiments
So roll the stone away from the entrance
Mark your mail no longer at this address
Face the mirror and take a deep breath
Then step outside full of confidence
That you don't care about her anymore
You don't care about her anymore
You don't care about her anymore
You don't care about her anymore
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2. |
Oh! Sister
04:38
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Oh! Sister
We don't have to live like this forever
We don't have to be strangers for much longer
We can work together if we want to
And all of my dreams they can be shared
Yours too; you don't have to be scared
I'm falling, deep in debt to myself
Owing me for 24 years of bad health
You've figured it out
There's nowhere to run
Your head in the clouds
Your face in the sun
The butterfly's are coming out
And christmas will come
New Year's will go by
You'll lie on the ground
And look to the sky
The butterfly's are falling down
Oh! Sister
I have heard you talk while you were sleeping
I have seen you laugh when no one's watching
And I will stand around while you shed your skin
And hold up a Japanese screen for you and your sins
I know you're feeling overgrown
Strapped to the front of a train alone
And now I know it's time for you to come home
You've figured it out
There's nowhere to run
Your head in the clouds
Your face in the sun
The butterfly's are coming out
And christmas will come
New Year's will go by
You'll lie on the ground
And look to the sky
The butterfly's are falling down
If you wanna get up
If you wanna get down
If you wanna get around
If you wanna do it your way
If you wanna get up
If you wanna get down
If you wanna get around
If you wanna do it your way
Get up
Get down
Get around
Do it your way
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Step inside get in the centre
Be real don't be a pretender
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
Relax and take a chance
We are alive and we wanna dance
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3. |
Kraken
02:48
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4. |
Marathon
03:14
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Do you remember the time
We held out our lines
And fished in the ocean for some kind of token
That would make us feel alive
Now you're running away
No time to explain
Just one more moment and I could have told you
Everything if you'd stayed
Don't be scared
Behind the mask they care
But if you want to run a marathon
You'd better be prepared
You asked me for advice
In the middle of the night
But you hung up before I could reassure you
Everything would be alright
You packed up all your shoes
Only a pair left you never used
They're still new but they didn't have the right support
Like I didn't have for you
Don't be scared
Behind the mask they care
But if you want to run a marathon
You'd better be prepared
Don't be scared
Even if it's unfair
But if you want to run a marathon
You'd better be prepared
BRIDGE
So don't be scared
Behind the mask they care
But if you want to run a marathon
You'd better be prepared
Don't be scared
Even if it's unfair
But if you want to run a marathon
You'd better be prepared
Don't be scared
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5. |
I Don't Wanna Die
02:50
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I don't wanna die
In a black suit
And my best tie
With my shoes polished
You in my mind
I don't wanna leave
When you're trying to grieve
With our love hanging
outside fresh and untried
I turned 23 in March
And we're now July
So I got seven months till I die
You gotta believe when I say
That I don't know the day
But I know they're gonna take me away
I don't wanna die
Leave you with a lie
So before goodbye
Let's be the real thing it's worth a try
I don't wanna die
In winter
The sun near the ground
And our love left lying around
I hope you realise that I want you
More than I say
My desire's gonna eat me away
So Jennifer sit in the passenger seat
Cause I want you to meet
My family and friends
Then we will drive to a place
That's not on the map
Where's the earth's black
Out of the race
Cause I don't wanna die
Leave you with a lie
So before goodbye
Let's be the real thing it's worth a try
I don't wanna die (cause I don't wanna die)
Leave you with a lie
So before goodbye
Let's be the real thing it's worth a try
BRIDGE
I don't wanna die
Leave you with a lie
So before goodbye
Let's be the real thing
It's worth a try
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6. |
Check Out
04:19
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Is it any wonder my feet are bleeding, my knees are shaking - I have been searching all this time for you.
You have been downtown, picking up strangers, doing outrageous things - I think you're a danger to yourself.
Sitting on a doorstep, counting your silver, is where I find you - but you don't even recognise my voice.
I'm back in my hotel, the rain on my window, you're under the streetlights - and all that's left for me is to check out.
In the night-time you hold your head up high; don't let the raindrops fall on your mind x 3.
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7. |
Galliano 96
05:25
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Let's just see after...how we feel...if we're in the mood to have distractions or if we're in the mood to...just the two of us...we'll see how we feel after. Where's Kate? She's here. Big eyes...big eyes...big eyes...not too aggressive...how's that? If you hear a wolf...wanna just try it? Why don't you try it? You hear a wolf...howl...beautiful...stop and look...Irving Penn think Irving Penn...You think it's too much? Yes...yeah ca va...who cares...if you hear a wolf...do it like that...think Irving Penn...make room! Make room! Yes Kate! Go Kate yes! Wicked, wicked...
Mais je n'aime, que voyager, que voyager...
Mais je n'aime, que voyager, que voyager...
I'm in desperate need for a cigarette...I have one...Jesus Christ...hold on sorry...oh it's fine...no, no, no, no it'll look bad it'll look bad, it'll look bad. You well? Yeah - yeah? In desperate need of a cigarette. Hold on we got a lighter...
The beauty, the fantasy - I died, I died...
What you gave the world...what you gave us...
Mr Galliano what inspires you? Can I just have a drink? Sure thing I'll talk to you after.
Oh sweety I'm sorry, I don't - yeah I have it somewhere but anyway it's better not to smoke on tv. Ok, what inspires you? Um, history women...oh no answer, repeat my question, what inspires...Sorry? Just repeat my question so...Oh right the things that inspire me are the different facets of women, their personalities and always the 18th century. What do you say to the models before to inspire them they go out? Well for the beginning section Anna Karina escaping Russia, she was very cold, there was wolves howling there were cannons going, she had to escape Russia with her jewels her, everything that was in her boudoir, her quilt, blanket, horse blanket, that kind of thing. Thankyou.
One word: the 21st century master-technician. And a man who respects femininity. And a man who has an appreciation of romance...for a woman who wants to look like a woman. Of course, he's not making clothes to go to work, but, he's making clothes for women who want to be women. Is fashion art? No, no, absolutely not...Can you repeat my question? Is fashion art? No. Fashion is hardwork; gritty - it's not glamorous. This man has no money; he's done a great collection with very few funds. He's been supported financially by...this man has no money!
Post, post, post-modern...
This is THE art...this is the only way that fashion should be...and I'm really impressed with what I saw. Thankyou John Galliano.
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8. |
Fuck The Google
03:39
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Fuck the Google
Fuck the iPod
Fuck the emo
Fuck the new god
Fuck celebrity
Fuck cocaine
Fuck America
It fucks up your brain
Love the Google
Love the iPod
Love the emo
Love the new god
Love celebrity
Love cocaine
Love America
And fuck up your brain
Fuck the Google
Fuck the iPod
Fuck the emo
Fuck the new god
Fuck celebrity
Fuck cocaine
Fuck America
It fucks up your brain
Love the Google
Love the iPod
Love the emo
Love the new god
Love celebrity
Love cocaine
Love America
And fuck up your brain
Fuck the Google
Fuck the iPod
Fuck the emo
Fuck the new god
Fuck celebrity
Fuck cocaine
Fuck America
It fucks up your brain
It fucks up your brain
It fucks up your brain
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain...
Love the Google
Love the iPod
Love the emo
Love the new god
Love celebrity
Love cocaine
Love America
America, America...
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9. |
We Are Moving On
02:54
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Silent teachers
Are teaching in my brain
As I grow older
They lead me through the rain
The city burns like embers
Hot in the back of my head
I know I can never return to
The streets where you lay dead
We are moving on
We're gonna last
Raindrops are soothing us
They're from the past
Virginia came to see me
She sat in my kitchen and cried
Wiping her face with my tea-towel
She said she breaks down every July
We are moving on
We're gonna last
Raindrops are soothing us
They're from the past
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