| RELEASE DATE: | 2005-10-00 |
| DURATION: | - |
| # OF TRACKS: | 20 |
| ALBUM TYPE: | 컴필레이션, studio |
| GENRE/STYLE: | 락 |
| ALSO KNOWN AS: | - |
| INDEX: | 43 |
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INTRODUCTION
영국 런던 출신의 싸이키 델릭 록 밴드 스테이터스 큐오의 초창기 베스트 앨범. 30년이 넘는 지금도 왕성한 활동을 벌이고 있는 이 밴드의 최고 장점은 아마도 끊이지 않은 음악에의 열정일 것이다. 그들의 최고 히트곡인 Pictures of Matchstick Men이 수록되어 있는 앨범으로 그들이 현재까지 이어오며 식지 않는 매력을 풍기는 직접적인 이유를 체 험할 수 있을 것이다.
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TRACKS
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When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed I soak my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired, still yawning
See your face come peeping through my window
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Pictures of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction now
When will this haunting stop?
Your face it just won't leave me alone
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Mirages of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
You in the sky, you with this guy
You make men cry, you lie
You in the sky, you with this guy
You make men cry, you lie
Pictures of matchstick men and
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Pictures of matchstick men ....
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I'm not a little boy, I've lived alone and never loved so more
But when she touches me I'm on the way, I'm underneath the floor
Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like in in the sun I melt away
I sit down in a chair and read a book as if I couldn't there
But she is in a room and I must look I see her everywhere
Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like in in the sun I melt away
She opens up her eyes as if to speak
She looks at me and I am weak
Her eyes they seem much bigger than before
I cannot think anymore
Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like in in the sun I melt away
Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like ice in the sun I melt away
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You never seem, seem to have the time to listen to what I say
How can I know just what goes on in your mind if you always walk away
So what's the good, what's the good of trying
And hanging around you begging for your love
When it seems theres someone else in your dreams
And I can't be sure of you anymore
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love you once gave me?
And when we meet, things are not the same now, you always hurry away
And all the friends that once you used to share with me are ignored now, and you're bored now
I guess we're through, but still I go on hoping
Because you never put it into words
Can't you see you should be honest with me
And I've got to find what is in your mind
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love you once gave me?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love you once gave me?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love.....
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Drop your silver in my tambourine
Help a poor man fill a little dream
Give me pennies, I'll take anything
Now listen while I play my green tambourine
Watch the jingle-jangles start to chime
Reflections of the music that was mine
When I toss a coin you'll hear it sing
Now listen while I play my green tambourine
Rub-a-dub before I walk away
Anytime you want, I'll gladly play
Money feeds my music machine
Now listen while I play my green tambourine
Listen while I play my green tambourine
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I see your face at the dawn of the day, gold as the sun begins to shine
I see your face now at the end of the day, purple shadows dancing in your eyes.
Technicolour dreams are all I see
Technicolour dreams of you and me
I see your shadow tripping through a silver glade, tiptoeing over crimson sand
Luring me onwards into a sea of jade, leading me gently by the hand
Technicolour dreams are all I see
Technicolour dreams of you and me
If I could escape through the windows of my mind
I would fly to your magic mountain land
There we would stay 'til the world had passed away
With a love only we could understand
Technicolour dreams are all I see
Technicolour dreams of you and me
I see your face at the dawn of the day, gold as the sun begins to shine
I see your face now at the end of the day, purple shadows dancing in your eyes
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When my mind is not live, I see you there before me
Every night in my mind your face flies by me
Then the morning light comes to bring reality
But my dream lingers on, a little while for me
Then I wake to see a world full of misery
Lots of people rushing by, they don't know what they wanna be
Soon the day draws to its end and pretty soon I'll be
Back with you in my mind because I want to see
When my mind is not live, I see you there before me
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She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
Though her hands are cool they'll burn
You may kiss her but you'll have to take your turn
In her life you're just another bird in the sky
When she says you must be ready to fly
Ready to fly, up and fly away
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
This lady has no love
Herself, perhaps, is who she puts above
Everything, and of course, everyone
Knows this lady thinks she's number one
Number one, yes the only one
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's gonna fall on her face someday
Find other men for her games to play
I'm gonna make sure everyone knows
What she is trying to do
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul
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Heading down the back turnpike, signposts are pointing west
Fell into the lonely dustpipe, hope my pick-up can stand the test
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na
Rolling down the dustpipe now, got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain't no room for a kosher cowboy in a town like New Orleans
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na
Guess I didn't make it in the city, but that's just the way that it goes
'Cos there's a lotta lunatics, crazy ghostmen, baby, don't like the shape of my nose
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na
Rolling down the dustpipe now, got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain't no room for a kosher cowboy in a town like New Orleans
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na
Rolling down the dustpipe now, got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain't no room for a kosher cowboy in a town like New Orleans
But I'm doing all right now..
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I saw her talking, now
My ears were burning
Her feet started walking, now
They started turning
My eyes were half open
But she didn't see me there
We ran along walking 'cross the rooftops in my chair
Had a car in my pocket
And we started moving
A man in a helmet
Said, what's that you're using
My eyes were half open
But we didn't see him there
Put the car back in my pocket
And I'm still here in my chair
My teeth were laughing, now
We couldn't stop smiling
We danced to the Mystery Band
Without even trying
My eyes were half open
But we didn't see them there
We ran along walking 'cross the rooftops in my chair
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People all around they look at you, and I have seen them sneer
But they don't realise how much I need you, so let me make it very clear
That you won't have to worry just 'cos your clothes are torn
Your windows they need cleaning and the weeds are growing high
But Little Miss Nothing I won't pass you by
You have no daddy to tell your troubles to, but don't you worry I'll share them with you
We won't worry about the stormy weather, if you have troubles we'll share them together
Your house is nearly falling, but I'll change all that for you
Your windows they need cleaning and the weeds are growing high
But Little Miss Nothing I won't pass you by
Now I will clean your windows, cut the weeds from high to low
I will mend your rooftops, and the taps again will flow
But Little Miss Nothing I won't let you go
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Love it seems I just can't find
Love it seems I just can't find
Seems that I'm the one love
The one love left behind
I've searched it just won't come my way
I've searched it just won't come my way
It's love that I want now
So what more can I say
Women seem to pass me by
Women seem to pass me by
If I could find the reason
I'd know the answer why
Love it seems I just can't find
Love it seems I just can't find
Seems that I'm the one love
The one love left behind
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Excuse me crying, can't you hear what I'm saying?
I guess I'm dying, going on my way.
I know there's something, something's going wrong now
There's no tune to the music
My eyes are burning, can't nobody hear me?
My head is turning, need somebody near me
But since you wonder, everything is so wrong
There's no tune to the music
The sounds are ringing, emptiness is all mine.
Nobody bringing things to make me feel fine
I know there's something, something's going wrong now
There's no tune to the music
Excuse me crying, can't you hear what I'm saying?
I guess I'm dying, going on my way.
I know there's something, something's going wrong now
There's no tune to the music, no words to my song
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Now I'm a sad one, and she was a bad one
A mean, mean girl.
I never had one as greedy as that one
A mean, mean girl.
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
I guess she's not the kind that I've been looking for
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
She said I was the first but there were many more
She was a big one, a met-at-a-gig one
A mean, mean girl.
I felt a sick one, she was a quick one
A mean, mean girl.
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
I guess she's not the kind that I've been looking for
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
She said I was the first but there were many more
Now I'm a sad one, and she was a bad one
A mean, mean girl.
I never had one as greedy as that one
A mean, mean girl.
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
I guess she's not the kind that I've been looking for
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
She said I was the first but there were many more
She was a big one, a met-at-a-gig one
A mean, mean girl.
I felt a sick one, she was a quick one
A mean, mean girl.
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
I guess she's not the kind that I've been looking for
Mean, mean, mean, mean girl
She said I was the first but there were many more
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Railroad, she left me standing on the line
Railroad, she's really leaving me this time
Leaving on the midnight train
Leaving, never gonna come back again
I'm living alone, a place of my own
A bed, a chair and one back door
Something went wrong with the words to my song
And now she ain't around no more
Something she said as she lay on my bed
Six or seven hours ago
I guess I was wrong
I really didn't think she would go.
Railroad, she left me standing on the line
Railroad, she's really leaving me this time
Leaving on the midnight train
Leaving, never gonna come back again
Her face was always smiling, guess she was always laughing at me
I said her face was always smiling, guess she was always laughing at me
If I'd realised I'd be less surprised to find
That she was laughing at me
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Well, I spent my money on the spinning wheel last night
Well, I spent my money on the spinning wheel last night
Well, red twenty-seven didn't do me right
Well, I went in smiling but I came out feeling down
Well, I went in smiling but I came out feeling down
Well, now that I'm a poor man, I got no frends around
I went high up that lonesome, high up that lonesome hill
I went high up that lonesome, high up that lonesome hill
I need a whole lotta money so I can pay my bills
Well, the spinning wheel blues have made me pack up my bags and go
Well, the spinning wheel blues have made me pack up my bags and go
I had to leave my home town, 'cos they don't want me no more
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If I find a place to hide
Where I can put those people of my mind
I'm gonna lay my head down hard
And sleep that stops my head from spinning round
Help me with my situation, I just wanna be me
I'm living frustration just to be free, I must be free
I just wanna be left on my own
Leave me to a life that's mine alone.
Take my hand, come with me
To a place where we'll be free
Help me with my situation, I just wanna be me
I'm living frustration just to be free, I must be free
I just wanna be left on my own
Leave me to a life that's mine alone.
I just wanna be left on my own
Leave me to a life that's mine alone
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I gotta get along 'cause it's a long, long ride now
I've been away too long, I gotta get on home now
I'm getting far too old to know my dream of fortune
But the time is flowing now, I know what I must do
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
I gotta get along 'cause it's a long, long ride now
I've been away too long, I gotta get on home now
I'm getting far too old to know my dream of fortune
The time is flowing now, I know what I must do
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
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2005-10-00 |
Metro Music (0698458110329) |
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CREDITS
Performed by Status Quo 1기 (1983)
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