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| 1. |
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They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I'm guided by a signal in the heavens I'm guided by the birthmark on my skin I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I'd really like to live beside you, baby I love your body and your spirit and your clothes But you see that line that's moving through the station? I told you, I told you, I told you, I was one of those Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I don't like your fashion business mister And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin I don't like what happened to my sister First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin Then we take Berlin,then we take Berlin |
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| 2. |
| 4:42 |
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Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a fish on a hook, like a knight from an old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I have been unkind, I hope that you could just let it go by. And if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. No, no Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song By all I have done wrong I'll make it all up to you. Yes I will I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, H called out to me, "Don't ask for so much." And a young man leaning on his darkened door, He cried out to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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| 3. |
| 5:33 |
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It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train And you came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wife. Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth One more thin gypsy thief Well I see Jane's awake - She sends her regards. And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way. If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free. Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried. And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear - |
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| 4. |
| 7:58 |
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Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark; no moon to keep her armour bright, no man to get her through this dark and smoky night. She said, "I'm tired of the war, I want the kind of work I had before, a wedding dress or something white to wear upon my swollen appetite." Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way, you know I've watched you riding every day and something in me yearns to win such a cold and lonesome heroine. "And who are you?" she sternly spoke to the one beneath the smoke. "Why, I'm fire," he replied, "And I love your solitude, I love your pride." "Well then fire, make your body cold, I'm gonna give you mine to hold," saying this she climbed inside to be his one, to be his only bride. And deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc, and high above all these wedding guests he hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress. La... It was deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc, and then she clearly understood if he was fire, oh she must be wood. I saw her wince, I saw her cry, I saw the glory in her eye. Myself I long for love and light, but must it come so cruel, must it be so brave? La... |
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| 5. |
| 3:22 |
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I've loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real It don't matter how it all went wrong That don't change the way I feel I don't believe that time can heal this wound I'm speaking of Ah, there ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love. I'm aching for you baby I can't pretend I'm not I love to see you naked In your body and your thought I've got you like a habit Oh I'll never get enough Ah, there ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love No cure no drug, it's all been I can't get nothing done, and be with anyone I want your brother love, I want that other love And no cure for love I don't expect the melody Just because the things are rough And I seem became so careful To forget how good it were I've never given in Oh, I've never given up baby Ah, there ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love Ain't no cure for love No cure no drug, no no I can't get nothing done, I can't be with anyone There ain't no cure for love |
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| 6. |
| 3:44 |
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Maybe I'm still hurting
I can't turn the other cheek But you know that I still love you It's just that I can't speak I looked for you in everyone And they called me on that too I lived alone but I was only Coming back to you They're shutting down the factory now Just when all the bills are due And the fields are under lock and key Tho' the rain and the sun come through And springtime starts but then it stops In the name of something new And all the senses rise against this Coming back to you And they're handing down my sentence now I know what I must do Another mile of silence while I'm Coming back to you There are many in your life Many still to be Since you are a shining light There's many that you'll see So I got a deal with envy When you choose the precious few Who've left their pride on the other side of Coming back to you Even in your arms I know I'll never get it right Even when you bend to give me Comfort in the night So I've got to have your word on this Or none of it is true And all I've said was just instead of Coming back to you |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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There was a child named Bernadette.
I heard the story long ago. She saw the queen of heaven once and kept the vision in her soul. No one beleived what she had seen. No one beleived what she had heard, that there were sorrows to be healed and mercy, mercy in this world. *So many hearts I find broke like yours and mine, torn by what we've done and can't undo. I just wanna hold you. Come on, let me hold you like Bernadette would do. We've been around, we fall, we fly. We mostly fall, we mostly run. And every now and then we try to mend the damage that we've done. Tonight, tonight I just can't rest. I've got this joy here, here inside my breast. To think that I did not forget that child, that song of Bernadette. *Repeat I just wanna hold you. Won't you let me hold you like Bernadette would do? |
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| 8. |
| 4:53 |
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(l. cohen)
Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess. Is it true you betrayed us? the answer is yes. Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine, I will ask for the mercy that you love to decline. And all the ladies go moist, and the judge has no choice, A singer must die for the lie in his voice. And I thank you, I thank you for doing your duty, You keepers of truth, you guardians of beauty. Your vision was right, my vision was wrong, I'm sorry for smudging the air with my song. Oh la... Oh, the night it is thick, my defences are hid In the clothes of a man I would like to forgive In the furs of his leather, the shade of his eyes Where I have to go begging in beauty's disguise. Oh good night, good night, my night after night, My night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night. Do do do ... So save me a place in the ten-dollar grave With those who took money for the pleasure we gave With those always ready, with those who are dressed So you could lay down with your head on their breast yes And the ladies gone moist, and the judge has no choice, A singer must die for the lie in his voice. Oh la la la... |
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| 9. |
| 3:38 |
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I came so far for beauty
I left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned I thought I'd be rewarded For such a lonely choice And maybe he would answer To such a hopeless voice I practiced all my sainthood I gave to one and all But the rumours of my virtue They moved him not at all I changed my style to silver I changed my clothes to black And where I would surrender Now I would attack I stormed the old casino For the money and for the flesh And I myself decided What was rotten, what was fresh And men to do my bidding And broken bones to teach The value of my pardon The shadow of my reach But no, I could not touch him With such a heavy hand His star beyond my order His nakedness unmanned I came so far for beauty I left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned |
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