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from Strange Days (스트레인지 데이즈) by Graeme Revell [best, ost] (1995)
You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day And now you say you're feeling guilty You're feeling guilty 'cos your god was shining on your face You go to church and light a candle And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews The devil's snapping at your toes now Because the angels can't be bothered to live to you They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love You're buying this you're buying that now You're wishing all the money in the world belonged to you You're crucified upon you're own cross now You're givin' money to the white men in the white limo That kind of god is always man-made They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your kness They get their theories from the same place Then build a church if there's some money left From lying on the beach They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love |
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from Strange Days (스트레인지 데이즈) by Graeme Revell [best, ost] (1995)
You see these eyes, they're darn to hurt
I want to crush you, want you get burned I want the power without the grace I want to have you for your sweet taste I'm big brother, I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I have your face inside my eyes I'm big brother, I'm watching you I can't resist to fuck you up You're named and numbered, I've got that lot You're on your face, you're in that dirt I'm burning through what you convert I'm big brother, I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I have your face inside my eyes I'm big brother, I'm watching you Feed on the world I want the power, I want control I want your life, want you to know There's nothing you can think to do 'Cause I'm big brother and I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I have your face inside my eyes I'm big brother, I'm watching you |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind I've got to think so selfishly 'Cos you're the face inside of me I've been biding my days You see Evidently it pays I've been a friend with unbiased views Then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty you're bored and bemused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly Trying hard to think pure Bloody hard when i'm raw You're talking out so sexually About boys and girls And your friggin' dreams So now you feel lusty you're hot and confused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly So now you've been busted You're caught feeling used You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly, secretly. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day And now you say you're feeling guilty You're feeling guilty 'cos your god was shining on your face You go to church and light a candle And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews The devil's snapping at your toes now Because the angels can't be bothered to give to you They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love You're buying this you're buying that now You're wishing all the money in the world belonged to you You're crucified upon you're own cross now You're givin' money to the white men in the white limo That kind of god is always man-made They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knees They get their theories from the same place Then build a church if there's some money left From lying on the beach They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I HIT HIM WITH A PIECE OF HIS PHILOSOPHY
ANGLO-SAXON MUCK IN HIS TYPE OF GREED WHAT DID HE DO TO DESERVE SUCH HATE HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS HE PUT ON HIS LEATHERS AND HIS REGGAE TRAINERS THREW AWAY BOB MARLEY PUT ON MAXI PRIEST I TOLD HIM `BOUT THE PROBLEMS OF HIS CONSCIOUS DEEDS WHEN HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS HE TRIED TO SUMMERIZE, TO INSTITUTALISE STILL HE COULD RECOGNIZE, HE WAS MATERIALIZED HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS TO MAKE IT EASIER FOR HIS WHITENESS HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS, SAVE ME HE`S ALWAYS TRYIN` TO MAKE UP FOR HIS LITTLE SLIPS THE JOKE ABOUT THE NIGGA AND THE YELLOW NIP THEN HE TELLS ME I`M SO DIFFERENT FROM THOSE OTHER SHITS WHEN HE TRIES TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS MOTHERFUCKER DON`T YOU LECTURE - RISE ME DON`T YOU EVER TRY TO LECTURIZE ME |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I'll be your sailor girl
I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in our eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in your eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall The eyes were so big couldna been more than baby scrawls That's who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall They got em in a line I bet they wished they coulda sprayed up more That's who put der litlle baby K's on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall Who ki |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I SMOKED THE SHIT THAT MADE YOU LOVE
DROWNED ALL YOUR PROBLEMS LIKE A WIFE BLANKED OUT YOUR ANGER WITH MY FACE WASTED MY DAYS TO HIDE DISGRACE I DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU LOVED TO TAUNT ME WITH YOUR SEX KICKED UP THE MEMORY IN MY HEAD WATCH MY NEUROSIS BUILDING UP SWALLOWED THE TRUTH YOUR MIND FORGOT YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU TRIED TO DRAG ME IN AGAIN SPINNING YOUR LIES AND YOUR SUFFERING TOOK ALL YOUR THOUGHTS AND TURNED THEM SANE (SO) YOU COULD BELIEVE YOU`RE NOT TO BLAME YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY WHY [X8] YOU TRIED AND TRIED TO USE MY LIFE TO KEEP YOUR AGGRESION TRIVALIZED NEVER AN EGO IN CONTROL (BUT) NOW WHO`S THE SHIT THAT SOLD HIS SOUL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
WHY DO I SENSE, BENEVOLENCE
YOU STAND TALL AT MY GREAT EXPENSE THICK WORDS OF GRATITUDE, WHAT A PRICE TO PAY STUCK IN MY THROAT, I SELL EVERY WORD I SAY BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... YOU PITY ME WITH YOUR TASTELESS GESTURES GRATITUDE FOR KIND BUT YOUR BLUDGEONED, INTENTIONED OBJECTIVES ARE SCREWING WITH MY MIND BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
LOST IN TIME I CAN`T COUNT THE WORDS
(I) SAID WHEN I THOUGHT THEY WENT UNHEARD ALL OF THOSE HARSH THOUGHTS SO UNKIND `COS I WANTED YOU (AND) NOW I SIT HERE I`M ALL ALONE SO HERE SITS A FUCKING MESS, TEARS FLY HOME A CIRCLE OF ANGELS, DEEP IN WAR `COS I WANTED YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU DEEP AS I AM, I`M NO ONES FOOL WEAK AS I AM AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT LOVES LAST HOME I`M ALL OF THE SOFT WORDS I ONCE OWNED IF I OPENED MY HEART, THERE`D BE NO SPACE FOR AIR `COS I WANTED YOU WITH THIS TAINTED SOUL IN THIS WEAK YOUNG HEART AM I TOO MUCH FOR YOU |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
AND HERE I STAND, REDSKIN FIST OF POWER
CLAWING AT THE STRAINS OF RACISM IT TURNS TO BLACK, `COS YOU`RE SO VERY CREDIBLE BUT YOU KEEP LOSING TRACK `COS YOU DON`T SEE, MY COLOUR IN YOUR MELTING POT OF LOVE WHERE EVERY FUCKERS BROWN SO HERE I STAND, KNEE DEEP IN YOUR SOLID HERITAGE (THAT`S) SO CHARMINGLY UNDERGROUND SO HERE I STAND, (STAND S-T-A-N-D) [X4] SO HERE WE STAND, I`M LOOKING AT MY SAD,SAD EYES THEY SLOWLY TURN AT RAGE OH WHAT A SHAME, I CAN`T CONTAIN MY BASIC NIGGA-RAGE AND LUST FOR VIOLENCE SO HERE WE ARE, THE CRY GOES OUT FOR WAR LONDON`S EAST END BURNING TO THE GROUND SO HERE WE STAND, BLACKENED FIST OF POWER SAME OLD SCARRED-UP-FACES WE CONDEMN |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I CAUSED A MAJOR WAR JUST BY TALKING
YOU FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING YOU KNOW CHILDHOOD OF VIOLENCE, FILLED WITH HEARTACHE I FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING I KNOW I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] SHIELDED BY UNEXPECTED FURY FRIGHTENED SURVIVOR IN MY WORLD TOO SHY TO SEE SOFTLY I SPOKE SOFTLY I`M DYING CRUSHED BY YOUR POWER, BY MY WILLINGNESS TO BLEED I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] CRUCIFY MY WITH ISOLATION CRUCIFY ME-WHOA-INSIDE MY PRIVATE HELL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
YOU`RE TOO COOL TO BE SMART, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE
YOU`RE TOO HARD TO BE SANE, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO SAD TO BE HIGH, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU`RE LOSING YOUR CONVICTIONS YOU`RE TOO WISE TO BE COOL, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO DEEP TO BE GOOD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO WEAK TO BE SOLD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU`RE LOSING ALL OF YOUR GOOD CONVICTIONS YOUR INTEGRITY SLOWLY WATERED DOWN NEVER MIND YOUR SOUL CONVICTIONS NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND IT ALL OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL IT IN THE AIR OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE YOU WANNA CRY OH LORD WHEN YOU LOVE THE ONE YOU`RE WITH RISE UP NOW [X4] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I awake
From blood thick dreams Washing blame From my knees Softly done So secretly I'm awake As Charlie sleeps A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone I awake Dry the scream Spit the vile breath 'Till my tongue bleeds Thinks it's all gone Famously Broke the hard girl Good to please A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone Tell it like it is Tell it like it is Tell the sordid truth Tell them Tell it like it is Tell them A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone, alone Alone, alone, yeah. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I've been biding my time, been so subtly kind,
I've got to think so selfishly, 'cos you're the face inside of me. I've been biding my days, you see evidently it pays, I've been a friend, with unbiased views, then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty You're bored & bemused You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly Trying hard to think pure, bloody hard when I'm raw, you're talking out so sexually, 'bout boys & girls & your friggin' dreams. So Now you feel lusty, you're hot & confused. You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly So now you've been busted, you're caught feeling used. You had to do someone else, you should've been by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly, secretly |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
lost infidelity
we never said a word so black and white you see it's all the lies we've heard in my mind nothing makes sense i'm nothing you can't have cracked up to disagree that's all we've ever had you only you only you can't be the one you only you only you can't be the one your secret smile so quaint in memories fortold laughing so viciously your concience has been sold in my face there's no more joy i'm all I should be cracked infidelity is all you are to me we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I hope you're feeling happy now
I see you feel no pain at all it seems I wonder what you're doin' now I wonder if you think of me at all Do you still play the same moves now Or are those special moods For someone else I hope you're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight Does laughter still discover you I see through all the smiles That look so right Do you still have the same friends now To smoke away your problems and your life Oh how do you remeber Me the one that made you laugh until you cried I hope yo're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight I wonder what you're donig now I hope you're feeling happy now |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I cried on my blood day there was nothing that I could hold on to just a line could have helped remind me of you, of you I screamed till the blood came I was living in a cloud of hope lover's kiss then they make a wish to the end, they pretend everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts I cried in the sunlight would I fake all the times I loved you just to play in a game of twisted with you with you I need to believe you sacrificed all the lies we made up how we kissed then we made our wish to the end, to the end repeat chorus time made me confide in you so contrived were the words you sold me now nothing can swallow the feeling so shallow inside |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
THE SWEETER THE TASTE I LOVE IT
EATEN YOUR GUTTED SPINE ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS I HAVE THEM SPITTING THEM OUT, SUBLIME `COS I AM THE GOD OF POWER POLITICAL TO THE CORE GOVERNMENTS ROLL THEIR HEADS OUT THE BEAST ALWAYS WANT SOME MORE I LOVE IT, HE LOVES IT, WE LOVE YOUR APATHY WE CRUSH YOUR LAME SPIRIT WE LOVE YOUR APATHY LOVE-ER-LY, OH I HAVE THE INFORMATION THAT KEEPS YOU FROM KNOWING ME I ABUSE YOU AS YOU WATCH ME AND YOU ALWAYS VOTE ME IN THE POORER YOU ARE THE BETTER THAT GIVES ME MORE CONTROL COS` I AM THE BRUTE THAT HATES YOU AND I`M LOVING IT TO THE BONE [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I called you brazen
Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly disgraced I didn't notice When you strengthened like a vice That you were trembling And burned beneath the ice Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah You said a prayer And I betrayed you with a kiss You never realized That all had come to this So keep your dignity Don't throw it all to waste Stronger feelings Than you've ever learned to face Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Oooooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oh why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oooh (Nah nah nah nah nah) Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Weep Weep Weep |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I SAW A WEIRD BOY
HE LOOKED AT ME WITH A LOOK OF PURE HATE NOBODY KNEW ALL THE GRIEF WHERE HE`D BEEN HE WAS A SAD BOY HE WAS A VICTIM OF A DIRTY GOOD TIME FEELY GAMES IN THE BACK OF HIS BOARDED UP ESTATE SOON ENOUGH, HE`S PICKIN` ON ME KICKED MY HEAD IN `COS THAT`S ALL THAT HE`D SEEN SOON ENOUGH, HE`S PICKIN` ON ME PICKIN` ON ME I TOLD MY TEACHER SHE LOOKED AT ME SO INDIFFERENTLY HER WHOLE NIGHT WAS SPENT MARKING PAPER RED TAPE SO I HAD TO LEARN TO FIGHT KICKED HER SISTER `COS I HAD NO RESPECT SO HERE`S THE START OF ANOTHER WAR YOU AGAINST ME [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
THY SHALL CONVERT ME MY FAVORITE SIN MEAT MAKES IT SNAPPY SNAP BACK AND THIGH GOOD WORK FOR PELLOW I`M SO ALIVE MILK IS MY SUGAR IT MAKES ME HAPPY MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET WATCH ME BE NAUGHTY SO CRUEL FOR FUN SLICK IN THE PICTURE WAIT FOR THE ONE, NOT NOT FOR YOUR FINGER, NO SLIDE RIDE TOO KIND, CAUSE MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET NEVERMIND [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
HOW CAN YOUR FACE BE SO ANGRY
WHEN ALL YOUR DOING IS LOOKING AT ME YOU CHASTISE ME FOR MY BEHAVIOR IT`S GONNA LAST TOO LONG AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT YOUR REACTION I`M ALL THOSE MEMORIES YOU TRIED TO STEAL THIS WAR WILL NEVER BE OVER GONNA LAST TOO LONG YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER, TO ME YOU KNOW, LUCIFER CRIED WHEN YOU LOOKED AT ME AND THE HEAVEN`S RAINED DOWN ON YOUR ACID FACE WHAT`S LEFT NOW THAT IT`S OVER SHOULDN`T LAST TOO LONG NA, NA, NA,NA,NA,NA, NAAN IT FEELS SO REAL AND IT FEELS SO REAL BUT IT`S ALL THE SAME IT IS ALL THE SAME, WHAT A LIFE [X2] AND I BELIEVE I BELONG NOWHERE MAYBE THERE ARE WINNERS BUT I`M ALWAYS USED EVERYTHING`S HARD TO DISCOVER WHEN IT LAST TOO LONG [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Mission: Impossible (미션 임파서블) by Danny Elfman [omnibus, ost] (1996)
LOST IN TIME I CAN`T COUNT THE WORDS
(I) SAID WHEN I THOUGHT THEY WENT UNHEARD ALL OF THOSE HARSH THOUGHTS SO UNKIND `COS I WANTED YOU (AND) NOW I SIT HERE I`M ALL ALONE SO HERE SITS A FUCKING MESS, TEARS FLY HOME A CIRCLE OF ANGELS, DEEP IN WAR `COS I WANTED YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU DEEP AS I AM, I`M NO ONES FOOL WEAK AS I AM AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT LOVES LAST HOME I`M ALL OF THE SOFT WORDS I ONCE OWNED IF I OPENED MY HEART, THERE`D BE NO SPACE FOR AIR `COS I WANTED YOU WITH THIS TAINTED SOUL IN THIS WEAK YOUNG HEART AM I TOO MUCH FOR YOU |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
SO THE PIERCE SCREWED UP YOUR FACE
'COS YOUR GIRLIE LIKED THE TASTE YOU'RE INFECTED BY THE TEASE POLITICAL SO YOUR SEXY GUILTY BRAIDS MADE YOUR BODY SMELL OF MACE SO DEBAUCHED IN YOUR SLICK MINK POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING SATIRICAL, EVERYTHINGS SATIRICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL THE WILD ONES LIKE TO HIDE AS THE DIRTY PRIEST CONFIDES IN THE LOVE OF BABY WHORES POLITICAL NEGATIVE ARE ALL YOUR VIEWS SO YOU TO CAN PROP UP YOUR FAKE COOL A PUPPET ALL THE SAME POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING SATIRICAL, EVERYTHINGS SATIRICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
all I want is a mirror
so I can see this so called brighter day i'm watching all the world crawl back again watching how it blows itself away that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want all I want is destruction wanna see it crumble beneath my toes smell the way my sore eyes burn away that's all I can have today that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want all you want is to be me so you can screw me up and don't give a damn ('cos I'm a) crazy little daisy to vile to breathe i'm everything you want today that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I CAN`T WEEP, ONLY CRY
I CAN MOVE, I DENY SEE MY SMILE, EAT,EAT,EAT FE, FE, FEED YOU SO DAMN SWEET SHE`S CAL-LING, SHE`S CAL-LING SHE`S MY HEROINE, SHE`S MY HEROINE FINGERS GOING DOWN, DOWN SHE`S MY HEROINE YOUR TOO WEIRD CREEP,CREEP,CREEP, SMILY FACES SO DISCRETE LA, LA,, LOVER, EVIL EYES I CAN`T SLEEP FOR HER LIES SHE`S CALLING, SHE`S CRAWLING SHE`S MY HEROINE, SHE`S MY HEROINE FINGERS GOING DOWN, DOWN SHE`S MY HEROINE SMASHED YOU IN THE FACE UP AGAINST THE WALL STILL YOUR SECRET`S SAFE THERE`S NO ONE I CAN CALL SHE`S MY HEROINE [X4] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
lost infidelity
we never said a word so black and white you see it's all the lies we've heard in my mind nothing makes sense i'm nothing you can't have cracked up to disagree that's all we've ever had you only you only you can't be the one you only you only you can't be the one your secret smile so quaint in memories fortold laughing so viciously your concience has been sold in my face there's no more joy i'm all I should be cracked infidelity is all you are to me we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
HOW CAN YOUR FACE BE SO ANGRY
WHEN ALL YOUR DOING IS LOOKING AT ME YOU CHASTISE ME FOR MY BEHAVIOR IT`S GONNA LAST TOO LONG AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT YOUR REACTION I`M ALL THOSE MEMORIES YOU TRIED TO STEAL THIS WAR WILL NEVER BE OVER GONNA LAST TOO LONG YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER, TO ME YOU KNOW, LUCIFER CRIED WHEN YOU LOOKED AT ME AND THE HEAVEN`S RAINED DOWN ON YOUR ACID FACE WHAT`S LEFT NOW THAT IT`S OVER SHOULDN`T LAST TOO LONG NA, NA, NA,NA,NA,NA, NAAN IT FEELS SO REAL AND IT FEELS SO REAL BUT IT`S ALL THE SAME IT IS ALL THE SAME, WHAT A LIFE [X2] AND I BELIEVE I BELONG NOWHERE MAYBE THERE ARE WINNERS BUT I`M ALWAYS USED EVERYTHING`S HARD TO DISCOVER WHEN IT LAST TOO LONG [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I hope you're feeling happy now
I see you feel no pain at all it seems I wonder what you're doin' now I wonder if you think of me at all Do you still play the same moves now Or are those special moods For someone else I hope you're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight Does laughter still discover you I see through all the smiles That look so right Do you still have the same friends now To smoke away your problems and your life Oh how do you remeber Me the one that made you laugh until you cried I hope yo're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight I wonder what you're donig now I hope you're feeling happy now |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I cried on my blood day there was nothing that I could hold on to just a line could have helped remind me of you, of you I screamed till the blood came I was living in a cloud of hope lover's kiss then they make a wish to the end, they pretend everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts I cried in the sunlight would I fake all the times I loved you just to play in a game of twisted with you with you I need to believe you sacrificed all the lies we made up how we kissed then we made our wish to the end, to the end repeat chorus time made me confide in you so contrived were the words you sold me now nothing can swallow the feeling so shallow inside |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
THE SWEETER THE TASTE I LOVE IT
EATEN YOUR GUTTED SPINE ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS I HAVE THEM SPITTING THEM OUT, SUBLIME `COS I AM THE GOD OF POWER POLITICAL TO THE CORE GOVERNMENTS ROLL THEIR HEADS OUT THE BEAST ALWAYS WANT SOME MORE I LOVE IT, HE LOVES IT, WE LOVE YOUR APATHY WE CRUSH YOUR LAME SPIRIT WE LOVE YOUR APATHY LOVE-ER-LY, OH I HAVE THE INFORMATION THAT KEEPS YOU FROM KNOWING ME I ABUSE YOU AS YOU WATCH ME AND YOU ALWAYS VOTE ME IN THE POORER YOU ARE THE BETTER THAT GIVES ME MORE CONTROL COS` I AM THE BRUTE THAT HATES YOU AND I`M LOVING IT TO THE BONE [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I called you brazen
Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly disgraced I didn't notice When you strengthened like a vice That you were trembling And burned beneath the ice Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah You said a prayer And I betrayed you with a kiss You never realized That all had come to this So keep your dignity Don't throw it all to waste Stronger feelings Than you've ever learned to face Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Oooooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oh why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oooh (Nah nah nah nah nah) Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Weep Weep Weep |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
THY SHALL CONVERT ME
MY FAVORITE SIN MEAT MAKES IT SNAPPY SNAP BACK AND THIGH GOOD WORK FOR PELLOW I`M SO ALIVE MILK IS MY SUGAR IT MAKES ME HAPPY MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET WATCH ME BE NAUGHTY SO CRUEL FOR FUN SLICK IN THE PICTURE WAIT FOR THE ONE, NOT NOT FOR YOUR FINGER, NO SLIDE RIDE TOO KIND, CAUSE MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET NEVERMIND [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day And now you say you're feeling guilty You're feeling guilty 'cos your god was shining on your face You go to church and light a candle And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews The devil's snapping at your toes now Because the angels can't be bothered to give to you They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love You're buying this you're buying that now You're wishing all the money in the world belonged to you You're crucified upon you're own cross now You're givin' money to the white men in the white limo That kind of god is always man-made They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knees They get their theories from the same place Then build a church if there's some money left From lying on the beach They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I HIT HIM WITH A PIECE OF HIS PHILOSOPHY
ANGLO-SAXON MUCK IN HIS TYPE OF GREED WHAT DID HE DO TO DESERVE SUCH HATE HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS HE PUT ON HIS LEATHERS AND HIS REGGAE TRAINERS THREW AWAY BOB MARLEY PUT ON MAXI PRIEST I TOLD HIM `BOUT THE PROBLEMS OF HIS CONSCIOUS DEEDS WHEN HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS HE TRIED TO SUMMERIZE, TO INSTITUTALISE STILL HE COULD RECOGNIZE, HE WAS MATERIALIZED HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS TO MAKE IT EASIER FOR HIS WHITENESS HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS, SAVE ME HE`S ALWAYS TRYIN` TO MAKE UP FOR HIS LITTLE SLIPS THE JOKE ABOUT THE NIGGA AND THE YELLOW NIP THEN HE TELLS ME I`M SO DIFFERENT FROM THOSE OTHER SHITS WHEN HE TRIES TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS MOTHERFUCKER DON`T YOU LECTURE - RISE ME DON`T YOU EVER TRY TO LECTURIZE ME |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I'll be your sailor girl
I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in our eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in your eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall The eyes were so big couldna been more than baby scrawls That's who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall They got em in a line I bet they wished they coulda sprayed up more That's who put der litlle baby K's on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall Who ki |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I SMOKED THE SHIT THAT MADE YOU LOVE
DROWNED ALL YOUR PROBLEMS LIKE A WIFE BLANKED OUT YOUR ANGER WITH MY FACE WASTED MY DAYS TO HIDE DISGRACE I DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU LOVED TO TAUNT ME WITH YOUR SEX KICKED UP THE MEMORY IN MY HEAD WATCH MY NEUROSIS BUILDING UP SWALLOWED THE TRUTH YOUR MIND FORGOT YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU TRIED TO DRAG ME IN AGAIN SPINNING YOUR LIES AND YOUR SUFFERING TOOK ALL YOUR THOUGHTS AND TURNED THEM SANE (SO) YOU COULD BELIEVE YOU`RE NOT TO BLAME YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY WHY [X8] YOU TRIED AND TRIED TO USE MY LIFE TO KEEP YOUR AGGRESION TRIVALIZED NEVER AN EGO IN CONTROL (BUT) NOW WHO`S THE SHIT THAT SOLD HIS SOUL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
WHY DO I SENSE, BENEVOLENCE
YOU STAND TALL AT MY GREAT EXPENSE THICK WORDS OF GRATITUDE, WHAT A PRICE TO PAY STUCK IN MY THROAT, I SELL EVERY WORD I SAY BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... YOU PITY ME WITH YOUR TASTELESS GESTURES GRATITUDE FOR KIND BUT YOUR BLUDGEONED, INTENTIONED OBJECTIVES ARE SCREWING WITH MY MIND BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
LOST IN TIME I CAN`T COUNT THE WORDS
(I) SAID WHEN I THOUGHT THEY WENT UNHEARD ALL OF THOSE HARSH THOUGHTS SO UNKIND `COS I WANTED YOU (AND) NOW I SIT HERE I`M ALL ALONE SO HERE SITS A FUCKING MESS, TEARS FLY HOME A CIRCLE OF ANGELS, DEEP IN WAR `COS I WANTED YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU DEEP AS I AM, I`M NO ONES FOOL WEAK AS I AM AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT LOVES LAST HOME I`M ALL OF THE SOFT WORDS I ONCE OWNED IF I OPENED MY HEART, THERE`D BE NO SPACE FOR AIR `COS I WANTED YOU WITH THIS TAINTED SOUL IN THIS WEAK YOUNG HEART AM I TOO MUCH FOR YOU |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
AND HERE I STAND, REDSKIN FIST OF POWER
CLAWING AT THE STRAINS OF RACISM IT TURNS TO BLACK, `COS YOU`RE SO VERY CREDIBLE BUT YOU KEEP LOSING TRACK `COS YOU DON`T SEE, MY COLOUR IN YOUR MELTING POT OF LOVE WHERE EVERY FUCKERS BROWN SO HERE I STAND, KNEE DEEP IN YOUR SOLID HERITAGE (THAT`S) SO CHARMINGLY UNDERGROUND SO HERE I STAND, (STAND S-T-A-N-D) [X4] SO HERE WE STAND, I`M LOOKING AT MY SAD,SAD EYES THEY SLOWLY TURN AT RAGE OH WHAT A SHAME, I CAN`T CONTAIN MY BASIC NIGGA-RAGE AND LUST FOR VIOLENCE SO HERE WE ARE, THE CRY GOES OUT FOR WAR LONDON`S EAST END BURNING TO THE GROUND SO HERE WE STAND, BLACKENED FIST OF POWER SAME OLD SCARRED-UP-FACES WE CONDEMN |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I CAUSED A MAJOR WAR JUST BY TALKING
YOU FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING YOU KNOW CHILDHOOD OF VIOLENCE, FILLED WITH HEARTACHE I FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING I KNOW I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] SHIELDED BY UNEXPECTED FURY FRIGHTENED SURVIVOR IN MY WORLD TOO SHY TO SEE SOFTLY I SPOKE SOFTLY I`M DYING CRUSHED BY YOUR POWER, BY MY WILLINGNESS TO BLEED I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] CRUCIFY MY WITH ISOLATION CRUCIFY ME-WHOA-INSIDE MY PRIVATE HELL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
YOU`RE TOO COOL TO BE SMART, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE
YOU`RE TOO HARD TO BE SANE, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO SAD TO BE HIGH, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU`RE LOSING YOUR CONVICTIONS YOU`RE TOO WISE TO BE COOL, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO DEEP TO BE GOOD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO WEAK TO BE SOLD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU`RE LOSING ALL OF YOUR GOOD CONVICTIONS YOUR INTEGRITY SLOWLY WATERED DOWN NEVER MIND YOUR SOUL CONVICTIONS NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND IT ALL OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL IT IN THE AIR OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE YOU WANNA CRY OH LORD WHEN YOU LOVE THE ONE YOU`RE WITH RISE UP NOW [X4] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
SO THE PIERCE SCREWED UP YOUR FACE
'COS YOUR GIRLIE LIKED THE TASTE YOU'RE INFECTED BY THE TEASE POLITICAL SO YOUR SEXY GUILTY BRAIDS MADE YOUR BODY SMELL OF MACE SO DEBAUCHED IN YOUR SLICK MINK POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING SATIRICAL, EVERYTHINGS SATIRICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL THE WILD ONES LIKE TO HIDE AS THE DIRTY PRIEST CONFIDES IN THE LOVE OF BABY WHORES POLITICAL NEGATIVE ARE ALL YOUR VIEWS SO YOU TO CAN PROP UP YOUR FAKE COOL A PUPPET ALL THE SAME POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL YES IT'S FUCKING SATIRICAL, EVERYTHINGS SATIRICAL YES IT'S FUCKING POLITICAL, EVERYTHINGS POLITICAL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
all I want is a mirror
so I can see this so called brighter day i'm watching all the world crawl back again watching how it blows itself away that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want all I want is destruction wanna see it crumble beneath my toes smell the way my sore eyes burn away that's all I can have today that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want all you want is to be me so you can screw me up and don't give a damn ('cos I'm a) crazy little daisy to vile to breathe i'm everything you want today that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want that's all I want |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I CAN`T WEEP, ONLY CRY
I CAN MOVE, I DENY SEE MY SMILE, EAT,EAT,EAT FE, FE, FEED YOU SO DAMN SWEET SHE`S CAL-LING, SHE`S CAL-LING SHE`S MY HEROINE, SHE`S MY HEROINE FINGERS GOING DOWN, DOWN SHE`S MY HEROINE YOUR TOO WEIRD CREEP,CREEP,CREEP, SMILY FACES SO DISCRETE LA, LA,, LOVER, EVIL EYES I CAN`T SLEEP FOR HER LIES SHE`S CALLING, SHE`S CRAWLING SHE`S MY HEROINE, SHE`S MY HEROINE FINGERS GOING DOWN, DOWN SHE`S MY HEROINE SMASHED YOU IN THE FACE UP AGAINST THE WALL STILL YOUR SECRET`S SAFE THERE`S NO ONE I CAN CALL SHE`S MY HEROINE [X4] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
lost infidelity
we never said a word so black and white you see it's all the lies we've heard in my mind nothing makes sense i'm nothing you can't have cracked up to disagree that's all we've ever had you only you only you can't be the one you only you only you can't be the one your secret smile so quaint in memories fortold laughing so viciously your concience has been sold in my face there's no more joy i'm all I should be cracked infidelity is all you are to me we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I hope you're feeling happy now
I see you feel no pain at all it seems I wonder what you're doin' now I wonder if you think of me at all Do you still play the same moves now Or are those special moods For someone else I hope you're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight Does laughter still discover you I see through all the smiles That look so right Do you still have the same friends now To smoke away your problems and your life Oh how do you remeber Me the one that made you laugh until you cried I hope yo're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight I wonder what you're donig now I hope you're feeling happy now |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I cried on my blood day there was nothing that I could hold on to just a line could have helped remind me of you, of you I screamed till the blood came I was living in a cloud of hope lover's kiss then they make a wish to the end, they pretend everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts I cried in the sunlight would I fake all the times I loved you just to play in a game of twisted with you with you I need to believe you sacrificed all the lies we made up how we kissed then we made our wish to the end, to the end repeat chorus time made me confide in you so contrived were the words you sold me now nothing can swallow the feeling so shallow inside |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I called you brazen
Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly disgraced I didn't notice When you strengthened like a vice That you were trembling And burned beneath the ice Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah You said a prayer And I betrayed you with a kiss You never realized That all had come to this So keep your dignity Don't throw it all to waste Stronger feelings Than you've ever learned to face Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Oooooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oh why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oooh (Nah nah nah nah nah) Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Weep Weep Weep |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I SAW A WEIRD BOY
HE LOOKED AT ME WITH A LOOK OF PURE HATE NOBODY KNEW ALL THE GRIEF WHERE HE`D BEEN HE WAS A SAD BOY HE WAS A VICTIM OF A DIRTY GOOD TIME FEELY GAMES IN THE BACK OF HIS BOARDED UP ESTATE SOON ENOUGH, HE`S PICKIN` ON ME KICKED MY HEAD IN `COS THAT`S ALL THAT HE`D SEEN SOON ENOUGH, HE`S PICKIN` ON ME PICKIN` ON ME I TOLD MY TEACHER SHE LOOKED AT ME SO INDIFFERENTLY HER WHOLE NIGHT WAS SPENT MARKING PAPER RED TAPE SO I HAD TO LEARN TO FIGHT KICKED HER SISTER `COS I HAD NO RESPECT SO HERE`S THE START OF ANOTHER WAR YOU AGAINST ME [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
THY SHALL CONVERT ME MY FAVORITE SIN MEAT MAKES IT SNAPPY SNAP BACK AND THIGH GOOD WORK FOR PELLOW I`M SO ALIVE MILK IS MY SUGAR IT MAKES ME HAPPY MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET WATCH ME BE NAUGHTY SO CRUEL FOR FUN SLICK IN THE PICTURE WAIT FOR THE ONE, NOT NOT FOR YOUR FINGER, NO SLIDE RIDE TOO KIND, CAUSE MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET NEVERMIND [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
HOW CAN YOUR FACE BE SO ANGRY
WHEN ALL YOUR DOING IS LOOKING AT ME YOU CHASTISE ME FOR MY BEHAVIOR IT`S GONNA LAST TOO LONG AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT YOUR REACTION I`M ALL THOSE MEMORIES YOU TRIED TO STEAL THIS WAR WILL NEVER BE OVER GONNA LAST TOO LONG YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER, TO ME YOU KNOW, LUCIFER CRIED WHEN YOU LOOKED AT ME AND THE HEAVEN`S RAINED DOWN ON YOUR ACID FACE WHAT`S LEFT NOW THAT IT`S OVER SHOULDN`T LAST TOO LONG NA, NA, NA,NA,NA,NA, NAAN IT FEELS SO REAL AND IT FEELS SO REAL BUT IT`S ALL THE SAME IT IS ALL THE SAME, WHAT A LIFE [X2] AND I BELIEVE I BELONG NOWHERE MAYBE THERE ARE WINNERS BUT I`M ALWAYS USED EVERYTHING`S HARD TO DISCOVER WHEN IT LAST TOO LONG [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I awake
From blood thick dreams Washing blame From my knees Softly done So secretly I'm awake As Charlie sleeps A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone I awake Dry the scream Spit the vile breath 'Till my tongue bleeds Thinks it's all gone Famously Broke the hard girl Good to please A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone Tell it like it is Tell it like it is Tell the sordid truth Tell them Tell it like it is Tell them A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone, alone Alone, alone, yeah. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
Skinny kack para para
Dutty dykie nigger Sell out whitey liberals Who hang with blackie Skinny kack para para Dutty dykie nigger Sell out whitey liberals Who hang with blackie sinners On my hotel T.V On my hotel T.V Private hotel T.V On my hotel T.V Turn it off Ah ah ah ah They they they they Who the fuck are they ? You think that your conspiracies Are the crux of all my theories They they they gay Who the fuck is gay ? How dare I have a view And a verscae tattoo On my hotel T.V On my hotel T.V Private hotel T.V On my hotel T.V Ah turn it off Yeah Ouh ouh ouh ouh I can see You want this war There you will find your God Black black black black black black White white white white white white Still you Still you crawl to us On my hotel T.V On my hotel T.V Private hotel T.V On my hotel T.V Fucking on my hotel T.V Fucking on my hotel T.V On my hotel T.V Private hotel T.V |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
Succulent white, secrete revenge, god gives right for you & your laws,
you kill & dine, in cold sublime God licks your face cos we don't need, who you are, we dont need, who you are, cos we don't need, who you think you are Cute nigger views, in sweet terrain, choke it blind so lame tourist news, step back in time, grieving minds God licks your face cos we don't need, who you are, we dont need, who you are, cos we don't need, who you think you are God licks your face - just like your dog starve the minds and drain the face, segregate shit nigga race, cry for credible debate, but now them blackies legislate so leave for anglo-aussie shores, there you'll find your heaven, as we all start again cos we don't need, who you are, we don’t need, who you are, ‘cos we don't need, who you think you are starve the minds and drain the face, segregate shit nigger race, but now them blackies legislate |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
And when I feel like I'm a victim, I will come running home to you,
and I will weep like I will change, when I come running home to you I make you believe that I'm a changed girl, that I'm honest good & pure, then I'll drag you through my shit again, 'cos I know you'll love me more I love how your world adores my gutter mind, this reflection says it all, so how I will let you go my baby, let you fall And when I feel like I'm a victim, I will come running home to you, and I will weep like I will change, when I come running home to you And all of your rosy scanned up wrist bands, make me crucify you more with all of your blood, encrusted small finds, kiss restraint & it's just cause so see the survivor in control now, I'm the whore you knew I was, look at the changed girl good & pure, on tracy's floor I'll come running, I'll come running I'll running right back to you (repeat) |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
you have seen me lie,
you have seen me crucify respect, seen redundant eyes, seen the tension stagger to the mike Made the bed too high, have to slad on matey floors of sin, slap the face too sane, see the face too wet as I, deny - myself, deny Get off, get off me, get off, get off me, get off, get off me, get off, get off me Bet ya posing hard, so secure a smacked up cuntie bitch, now you're stuck for words, scrambling for sarcastic wit But i got that special knowledge, of the crap that makes your skank head tick. All that brave you like, all that shirty pretence, you deny - yourself deny Get off, get off me, get off, get off me, get off, get off me, get off, get off me |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
Sometimes all the moments
That we savoured for the last Get crushed between the good and bad From pressures we have had But you know I can't conceive the day When feelings run too high To work out all the stale terrain Emotions try to hide When I try Lately I can't seem to Colour what we've lost It all seems like bad means When lovers turn from lust Then I try Try to smoke alone These shattered ties no compromise Fall through the fragile hell You see the drinks stay sipped 'Cos we've lost our grip Too exhausted to rebel I try Lately I can't seem to Colour what we've lost It all seems like bad means When lovers turn from lust Then I try Then I try Lately I can't seem to Colour what we've lost It all seems like bad means When lovers turn from lust Lately I can't seem to Colour what we've lost It all seems like bad means When lovers when lovers turn from lust Then I try Try to smoke alone |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I've been biding my time, been so subtly kind,
I've got to think so selfishly, 'cos you're the face inside of me. I've been biding my days, you see evidently it pays, I've been a friend, with unbiased views, then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty You're bored & bemused You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly Trying hard to think pure, bloody hard when I'm raw, you're talking out so sexually, 'bout boys & girls & your friggin' dreams. So Now you feel lusty, you're hot & confused. You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly So now you've been busted, you're caught feeling used. You had to do someone else, you should've been by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly, secretly |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
Though you're lost in me, you have to see, when things, ain't right,
funny memories, won't fill this need, when things, ain't right. safe mistakes, I have made, get burnt up inside my head, fatal sees, but never believes, the love that it saved wants death. Friends die hard, but lovers conceive. The vibe that they hold will please, smothered by, sexual needs, the fade as the days go by. Some things, don't go as you want them to, good things, they don't always come to you. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I know too well, I know these lines, I've seen them smothered,
in sleek ridicule. A seedy smile, they think they've scored, but I know morning comes & babes alone again, too alone again So what can I do, with cheap honesty, you're giving me more than I can see, but I'm to cool to say, that I want it all my way, get blasted by this sincerity. I wish I had, the streets full view, these people screaming, through their settled loves. so I pretend, so mellowed out, too teasing, weak enough to long for, home again, lovely home again |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
Survived, tonight, I may be going down,
'cos everything goes round too, tight, tonight, & it, you watch him crawl, you stand for more. & your panic stricken, blood will thicken up, tonight 'Cos I don't want you, to forgive me, you'll follow me down, you'll follow me down, you'll follow me down Survive tonight, (I see your) head's exposed, so we shall kill, constructive might, s'right, as your emotions fool you, (my) strong will rule, I won't feel restraint, watching you close sense down, I can't compensate, that's more than I've got to give. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I've been there & your, frigid wit was far too greasy,
ain't so slick, & it ain't so damn profound I've been there done that, grilling that sadly sleazy, ain't so scared, of your cool, so underground, & this is nothing, that I thought I had, & this is nothing, that I thought I had, with you with you, with you you've been there, an' you reckon it was bubble lovie, flirty babe, now your thang has run around. Still bored here, watch your slithering, so very waxy, bass thumps clear, & your bitch won't, make a sound |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
another useless fight
saddened words ring true leaving like a saint still clouds follow you i've seen behind the wall of words you are sneaky with the facts look who's hiding now now i've seen through cracks still i'm not afraid not so dead afraid and i'm not afraid now you've all the light guilt is all you are you're friends for days and eternal nights solid head for life craving all this might still i'm not afraid not so dead afraid and i'm not afraid now you've all the light now you've all the light still i feel you at my side nothings useless now friends have always time to try the safest hands hold me now i hold the love still i'm not afraid not so dead afraid and i'm not afraid now you've all the light |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I cried on my blood day there was nothing that I could hold on to just a line could have helped remind me of you, of you I screamed till the blood came I was living in a cloud of hope lover's kiss then they make a wish to the end, they pretend everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts I cried in the sunlight would I fake all the times I loved you just to play in a game of twisted with you with you I need to believe you sacrificed all the lies we made up how we kissed then we made our wish to the end, to the end repeat chorus time made me confide in you so contrived were the words you sold me now nothing can swallow the feeling so shallow inside |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I CAUSED A MAJOR WAR JUST BY TALKING
YOU FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING YOU KNOW CHILDHOOD OF VIOLENCE, FILLED WITH HEARTACHE I FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING I KNOW I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] SHIELDED BY UNEXPECTED FURY FRIGHTENED SURVIVOR IN MY WORLD TOO SHY TO SEE SOFTLY I SPOKE SOFTLY I`M DYING CRUSHED BY YOUR POWER, BY MY WILLINGNESS TO BLEED I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] CRUCIFY MY WITH ISOLATION CRUCIFY ME-WHOA-INSIDE MY PRIVATE HELL |
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from Skunk Anansie - You'll Follow Me Down (1999)
SURVIVED, TONIGHT
I MAY BE GOING DOWN COS EVERYTHING GOES ROUND TOO TIGHT, TONIGHT AND AS YOU WATCH ME CRAWL YOU STAND FOR MORE AND YOUR PANIC STRICKEN BLOOD WILL THICKEN UP, TONIGHT COS I DON'T WANT YOU TO FORGIVE ME YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN SURVIVE, TONIGHT I SEE YOUR HEAD'S EXPOSED SO WE SHALL KILL CONSTRUCTIVE MIGHT S'RIGHT AS YOUR EMOTIONS FOOL YOU MY STRONG WILL RULE I WON'T FEEL RESTRAINT WATCHING YOU CLOSE SENSE DOWN I CAN'T COMPENSATE THAT'S MORE THAN I'VE GOT TO GIVE |
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from Skunk Anansie - You'll Follow Me Down (1999)
I hope you're feeling happy now
I see you feel no pain at all it seems I wonder what you're doin' now I wonder if you think of me at all Do you still play the same moves now Or are those special moods For someone else I hope you're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight Does laughter still discover you I see through all the smiles That look so right Do you still have the same friends now To smoke away your problems and your life Oh how do you remeber Me the one that made you laugh until you cried I hope yo're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight I wonder what you're donig now I hope you're feeling happy now |
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from Skunk Anansie - You'll Follow Me Down (1999)
You have seen me lieYou have seen me crucify respectSeen redundant eyes
Seen the tension stagger to the mikeMade the bed too high Have to slag on matey floors of sinSlap the face to saneSee the face of Wet as I, deny - myself, deny -Get off, get off meGet off, get off me Get off, get off meGet off, get off meBet ya' posing hard So secure a smacked up cuntie bitchNow you're stuck for words Scrambling for sarcastic witBut I got that special knowledge Of the crap that makes your skank head tickAll that brave you like All that shirty pretenseYou deny - yourself, deny - |
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from Skunk Anansie - You'll Follow Me Down (1999)
SURVIVED, TONIGHT
I MAY BE GOING DOWN COS EVERYTHING GOES ROUND TOO TIGHT, TONIGHT AND AS YOU WATCH ME CRAWL YOU STAND FOR MORE AND YOUR PANIC STRICKEN BLOOD WILL THICKEN UP, TONIGHT COS I DON'T WANT YOU TO FORGIVE ME YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN SURVIVE, TONIGHT I SEE YOUR HEAD'S EXPOSED SO WE SHALL KILL CONSTRUCTIVE MIGHT S'RIGHT AS YOUR EMOTIONS FOOL YOU MY STRONG WILL RULE I WON'T FEEL RESTRAINT WATCHING YOU CLOSE SENSE DOWN I CAN'T COMPENSATE THAT'S MORE THAN I'VE GOT TO GIVE |
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from Skunk Anansie - You'll Follow Me Down (1999)
SURVIVED, TONIGHT
I MAY BE GOING DOWN COS EVERYTHING GOES ROUND TOO TIGHT, TONIGHT AND AS YOU WATCH ME CRAWL YOU STAND FOR MORE AND YOUR PANIC STRICKEN BLOOD WILL THICKEN UP, TONIGHT COS I DON'T WANT YOU TO FORGIVE ME YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN YOU'LL FOLLOW ME DOWN SURVIVE, TONIGHT I SEE YOUR HEAD'S EXPOSED SO WE SHALL KILL CONSTRUCTIVE MIGHT S'RIGHT AS YOUR EMOTIONS FOOL YOU MY STRONG WILL RULE I WON'T FEEL RESTRAINT WATCHING YOU CLOSE SENSE DOWN I CAN'T COMPENSATE THAT'S MORE THAN I'VE GOT TO GIVE |
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from Skunk Anansie - Secretly (1999)
I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind I've got to think so selfishly 'Cos you're the face inside of me I've been biding my days You see Evidently it pays I've been a friend with unbiased views Then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty you're bored and bemused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly Trying hard to think pure Bloody hard when i'm raw You're talking out so sexually About boys and girls And your friggin' dreams So now you feel lusty you're hot and confused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly So now you've been busted You're caught feeling used You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly, secretly. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Secretly (1999)
I want you to grieve the way I grieve tonight.
I've drained out my face too tired of being right. This is the way its still weeping such lover in this dream, this is your choice, it will choke your paradise, if you keep deceiving, if you keep on crushing me! If you keep believing, then i'll be feeding off you, till these eyes are full, king psychotic ohhhhhhhhh So now I can stealthy barely black gut size, nobody believes from panoramic sight, so this is your name , your secreting, the glove are off in grief, all of your name suffocate your lust for life, if you keep deceiving, if you keep on crushing me! If you keep believing, then i'll be feeding off you, till these eyes are full, king psychotic ohhhhhhhhh if you keep deceiving, if you keep on crushing meeeeeeeee! If you keep believing, then i'll be feeding off you, till these eyes are full, queen psychotic fool. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Secretly (1999)
I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind I've got to think so selfishly 'Cos you're the face inside of me I've been biding my days You see Evidently it pays I've been a friend with unbiased views Then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty you're bored and bemused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly Trying hard to think pure Bloody hard when i'm raw You're talking out so sexually About boys and girls And your friggin' dreams So now you feel lusty you're hot and confused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly So now you've been busted You're caught feeling used You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly, secretly. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day And now you say you're feeling guilty You're feeling guilty 'cos your god was shining on your face You go to church and light a candle And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews The devil's snapping at your toes now Because the angels can't be bothered to give to you They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love You're buying this you're buying that now You're wishing all the money in the world belonged to you You're crucified upon you're own cross now You're givin' money to the white men in the white limo That kind of god is always man-made They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knees They get their theories from the same place Then build a church if there's some money left From lying on the beach They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
I'll be your sailor girl
I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in our eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in your eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall The eyes were so big couldna been more than baby scrawls That's who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall They got em in a line I bet they wished they coulda sprayed up more That's who put der litlle baby K's on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall Who ki |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
I SMOKED THE SHIT THAT MADE YOU LOVE
DROWNED ALL YOUR PROBLEMS LIKE A WIFE BLANKED OUT YOUR ANGER WITH MY FACE WASTED MY DAYS TO HIDE DISGRACE I DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU LOVED TO TAUNT ME WITH YOUR SEX KICKED UP THE MEMORY IN MY HEAD WATCH MY NEUROSIS BUILDING UP SWALLOWED THE TRUTH YOUR MIND FORGOT YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU TRIED TO DRAG ME IN AGAIN SPINNING YOUR LIES AND YOUR SUFFERING TOOK ALL YOUR THOUGHTS AND TURNED THEM SANE (SO) YOU COULD BELIEVE YOU`RE NOT TO BLAME YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY WHY [X8] YOU TRIED AND TRIED TO USE MY LIFE TO KEEP YOUR AGGRESION TRIVALIZED NEVER AN EGO IN CONTROL (BUT) NOW WHO`S THE SHIT THAT SOLD HIS SOUL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
WHY DO I SENSE, BENEVOLENCE
YOU STAND TALL AT MY GREAT EXPENSE THICK WORDS OF GRATITUDE, WHAT A PRICE TO PAY STUCK IN MY THROAT, I SELL EVERY WORD I SAY BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... YOU PITY ME WITH YOUR TASTELESS GESTURES GRATITUDE FOR KIND BUT YOUR BLUDGEONED, INTENTIONED OBJECTIVES ARE SCREWING WITH MY MIND BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
LOST IN TIME I CAN`T COUNT THE WORDS
(I) SAID WHEN I THOUGHT THEY WENT UNHEARD ALL OF THOSE HARSH THOUGHTS SO UNKIND `COS I WANTED YOU (AND) NOW I SIT HERE I`M ALL ALONE SO HERE SITS A FUCKING MESS, TEARS FLY HOME A CIRCLE OF ANGELS, DEEP IN WAR `COS I WANTED YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU DEEP AS I AM, I`M NO ONES FOOL WEAK AS I AM AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT LOVES LAST HOME I`M ALL OF THE SOFT WORDS I ONCE OWNED IF I OPENED MY HEART, THERE`D BE NO SPACE FOR AIR `COS I WANTED YOU WITH THIS TAINTED SOUL IN THIS WEAK YOUNG HEART AM I TOO MUCH FOR YOU |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
AND HERE I STAND, REDSKIN FIST OF POWER
CLAWING AT THE STRAINS OF RACISM IT TURNS TO BLACK, `COS YOU`RE SO VERY CREDIBLE BUT YOU KEEP LOSING TRACK `COS YOU DON`T SEE, MY COLOUR IN YOUR MELTING POT OF LOVE WHERE EVERY FUCKERS BROWN SO HERE I STAND, KNEE DEEP IN YOUR SOLID HERITAGE (THAT`S) SO CHARMINGLY UNDERGROUND SO HERE I STAND, (STAND S-T-A-N-D) [X4] SO HERE WE STAND, I`M LOOKING AT MY SAD,SAD EYES THEY SLOWLY TURN AT RAGE OH WHAT A SHAME, I CAN`T CONTAIN MY BASIC NIGGA-RAGE AND LUST FOR VIOLENCE SO HERE WE ARE, THE CRY GOES OUT FOR WAR LONDON`S EAST END BURNING TO THE GROUND SO HERE WE STAND, BLACKENED FIST OF POWER SAME OLD SCARRED-UP-FACES WE CONDEMN |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
I CAUSED A MAJOR WAR JUST BY TALKING
YOU FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING YOU KNOW CHILDHOOD OF VIOLENCE, FILLED WITH HEARTACHE I FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING I KNOW I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] SHIELDED BY UNEXPECTED FURY FRIGHTENED SURVIVOR IN MY WORLD TOO SHY TO SEE SOFTLY I SPOKE SOFTLY I`M DYING CRUSHED BY YOUR POWER, BY MY WILLINGNESS TO BLEED I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] CRUCIFY MY WITH ISOLATION CRUCIFY ME-WHOA-INSIDE MY PRIVATE HELL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt (1995)
YOU`RE TOO COOL TO BE SMART, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE
YOU`RE TOO HARD TO BE SANE, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO SAD TO BE HIGH, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU`RE LOSING YOUR CONVICTIONS YOU`RE TOO WISE TO BE COOL, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO DEEP TO BE GOOD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO WEAK TO BE SOLD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU`RE LOSING ALL OF YOUR GOOD CONVICTIONS YOUR INTEGRITY SLOWLY WATERED DOWN NEVER MIND YOUR SOUL CONVICTIONS NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND IT ALL OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL IT IN THE AIR OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE YOU WANNA CRY OH LORD WHEN YOU LOVE THE ONE YOU`RE WITH RISE UP NOW [X4] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Secretly [single] (1999)
I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind I've got to think so selfishly 'Cos you're the face inside of me I've been biding my days You see Evidently it pays I've been a friend with unbiased views Then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty you're bored and bemused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly Trying hard to think pure Bloody hard when i'm raw You're talking out so sexually About boys and girls And your friggin' dreams So now you feel lusty you're hot and confused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly So now you've been busted You're caught feeling used You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly, secretly. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Secretly [single] (1999)
I want you to grieve the way I grieve tonight.
I've drained out my face too tired of being right. This is the way its still weeping such lover in this dream, this is your choice, it will choke your paradise, if you keep deceiving, if you keep on crushing me! If you keep believing, then i'll be feeding off you, till these eyes are full, king psychotic ohhhhhhhhh So now I can stealthy barely black gut size, nobody believes from panoramic sight, so this is your name , your secreting, the glove are off in grief, all of your name suffocate your lust for life, if you keep deceiving, if you keep on crushing me! If you keep believing, then i'll be feeding off you, till these eyes are full, king psychotic ohhhhhhhhh if you keep deceiving, if you keep on crushing meeeeeeeee! If you keep believing, then i'll be feeding off you, till these eyes are full, queen psychotic fool. |
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