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Do I disappoint you, in just being human?
And not one of the elements, that you can light your cigar on Why does it always have to be fire? Why does it always have to be brimstone? Desire Cool this body down Do I disappoint you, in just being lonely? And not one of the elements that you can call your one and only Why does it always have to be water? Why does it always have to be holy wine? Destruction Of all mankind And do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you in just being like you? Tired of being the reason the road has a shoulder And it could be argued, why they all return to the order Why does it always have to be chaos? Why does it always have to be wanderlust? Sensational I'm gonna smash your bloody skull. 'Cause, baby, no, you can't see inside No, baby, no, you can't see my soul Do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you? |
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| 4:05 |
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I'm going to a town that
has already been burnt down I'm going to a place that has already been disgraced I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down I'm so tired of America I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes They never really seem to want to tell the truth I'm so tired of you America Making my own way home ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead America I've got a life to lead Tell me do you really think you go to hell for having loved Tell me enough of thinking everything that you've done is good I really need to know after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood I'm so tired of America I really need to know I may just never see you again or might as well You took advantage of a world that loved you well I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down I'm so tired of you America Making my own way home ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead America I've got a life to lead I got a soul to feed I got a dream to heed And that's all I need Making my own way home ain't gonna be alone I'm going to a town That has already been burnt down |
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Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining Won't you walk me through it all? Even if the sun, it is blazing Even if the snow, it is raging All the elements, we must conquer To get to the other side of town I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes I have run aground against your broken down smiles Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom. Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten? Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining, We'll get to the other side of town. |
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| 4:25 |
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Haven't fallen down in a while
Sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, I ain't no book 'Cause nobody's off the hook See you looking so sad Trying to live your life in style Well that's ok, you ain't no crook 'Cause nobody's off the hook I remember you when, looking like a teenager How you have become a man with all the power Running the moon aground Who would ever have thought, hanging with a homo and hairdresser You would become the one desired in every woman's heart But you never will lose, your heart with those little boys Haven't fallen down in a while, sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, 'cause I have looked And nobody's off the hook 'Cause life will take that little heart, and bring you to your knees Threatening to break it for the final time And you'll believe it, yes, you will believe it But look, nobody's off the hook |
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| 4:24 |
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You can go out, dancing
And I'll write about you, dancing without you And I'll shed a tear between my legs When you were here, I missed you Now that you're away, I'm out there without you And I shed a tear between my legs Though we live in the same city, You live in another state far away from me and all of my unfaded charms But when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle And everybody's packing up their station wagons There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle And we quietly will exit as it all is happening Again, I'm afraid of one thing, Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs? But when I know you're naked, lying on the bed while I'm at the piano All I can say is I can't fake it When the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle And everybody's packing up their station wagons There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle And we quietly will exit as it all is happening again 'Cause there's a river running underground, underneath the town towards the sea, That only I know all about On which from this city we can flee On which from this city we can flee |
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| 4:02 |
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I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them |
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I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready for peace
I'm givin' up the dove to the beast I'm not ready to surrender to another glove murderer I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready to to fly I'm givin' up ?? in the sky So you can take my sin in up above on high, say goodbye I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready to love I'm not ready to love until I'm ready to love you the way you should be loved Until I'm ready to hold you the way you should be held You should be held, but I'm not ready to |
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| 6:19 |
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Do I love you because you treat me so indifferently?
Or is it the medication? Or is it me? Do I love you because you don't want me to rub your back? Or is it the medication? Or is it you? Or is it true? And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow Because I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do Do I love you, or is this feeling just a little pain? A treasure chest is broken easily open And usually I am such a happy prince Behind the iron curtain, the city walls a solid prison And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow 'Cause I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do! Do I love you? Do I love you? Yes I do Do I love you? Yes I do |
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| 2:18 |
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You taste of potato chips in the morning
Your face has the Marlon Brando club calling And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa? And that fat guy with the green shirt that we both signed together Once he hears the song, won't live it down forever Your suit was the whitest thing since you-know-who I fear that that savior I mentioned may be you And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa? And that poor girl who waited in the rain for hours to meet me (not you, baby!) Once she hears that song, won't live it down completely And I owe it all to Tulsa, Oklahoma This is just a reminder of the antique shop that I want to go back to and visit when it's open In Tulsa, Oklahoma Just in case you don't appreciate this song about you! |
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| 10. |
| 4:52 |
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I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you
I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself? Just you try to take care of yourself, 'cause I'm leaving Yes, I'm leaving for Paris I pray you won't follow through the crooked streets behind me I pray you won't follow, like so many who I've roamed there So I'm leaving for Paris, don't you try to find out where I am Just you try to take care of yourself 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris Goodbye |
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Who will be at Sanssouci tonight?
The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight |
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Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n life-long contracts to you Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Oh, can't you see all the good that celebrity can do for those in the dark? Yes of course, I am speaking in metaphors for something more in your heart Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars The more that you fight, then the more they will scrutinize and realize just your size And believe me, you are no match for the public that has seen no ?? Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Old Hollywood is over So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars Release the stars, release your love, release the stars Release your love, 'cause Hollywood is over Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? |
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Do I disappoint you, in just being human?
And not one of the elements, that you can light your cigar on Why does it always have to be fire? Why does it always have to be brimstone? Desire Cool this body down Do I disappoint you, in just being lonely? And not one of the elements that you can call your one and only Why does it always have to be water? Why does it always have to be holy wine? Destruction Of all mankind And do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you in just being like you? Tired of being the reason the road has a shoulder And it could be argued, why they all return to the order Why does it always have to be chaos? Why does it always have to be wanderlust? Sensational I'm gonna smash your bloody skull. 'Cause, baby, no, you can't see inside No, baby, no, you can't see my soul Do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you? |
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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Where is my master the rebel prince Who will shut all of these windows It's these windows all around me It's these windows who are telling me To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness Where is my master the rebel prince Bet breaking everything trying to get to me In this two-bit hotel Just to me before this windows Does rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness Oh I can see him now Though it's so far away Amongst the roving crowd Going the other way Confounded anger burning with love for me Oest mon mare le prince rebelle Qui va fermer toutes ces fenres Ce sont ces fenres autour de moi Ce sont ces fenres qui m'appellent Qui m'appellent Marigold, Marigold, Marigold I'm leaving the Roosevelt hotel Marigold, Marigold, Marigold I'm leaving the room we knew so well Marigold, Marigold, Marigold Marigold, Marigold, Marigold Marigold, Marigold, Marigold Marigold, Marigold, Marigold |
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Gay Messiah
He will then be reborn from 1970's porn Wearing tube socks with style and such an innocent smile Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming He will fall from the stars, studio 54 And appear on the sand of fire island shore Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiahs coming No, it will not be me Rufus the baptist, I be No, I won't be the one baptised in cum What will happen instead, someone will demand my head And then I will kneel down And give it to them looking down Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming |
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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
My phone's on vibrate for you Electroclash is karioke too I try to dance Britney Spears I guess I'm getting on in years My phone's on vibrate for you God knows what all these new drugs do I guess to have no more fears But still I always end up in tears My phone's on vibrate for you But still I never ever feel from you Pinocchio's now a boy Who wants to turn back into a toy So call me Call me in the morning Call me in the night So call me Call me anytime you like My phone's on vibrate for you For you |
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Trackback from :: 끔찍하게 민감한 마음 :: 2010-08-17 01:39:06
Subject : 당신 음악 때문에 잠이 안 와. Rufus Wainwright - Release the stars
