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from The Family Man (패밀리 맨) by Danny Elfman [ost] (2000)
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack And you may find yourself in another part of the world And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here? Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. And you may ask yourself How do I work this? And you may ask yourself Where is that large automobile? And you may tell yourself This is not my beautiful house! And you may tell yourself This is not my beautiful wife! Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Water dissolving...and water removing There is water at the bottom of the ocean Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean! Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/in the silent water Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground. Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. And you may ask yourself What is that beautiful house? And you may ask yourself Where does that highway go? And you may ask yourself Am I right?...Am I wrong? And you may tell yourself MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE? Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/in the silent water Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground. Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
And she was lying in the grass
And she could hear the highway breathing And she could see a nearby factory She's making sure she is not dreaming See the lights of a neighbor's house Now she's starting to rise Take a minute to concentrate And she opens up her eyes The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was) The world was moving she was floating above it (and she was) and she was And she was drifting through the backyard And she was taking off her dress And she was moving very slowly Rising up above the earth Moving into the universe Drifting this way and that Not touching ground at all Up above the yard CHORUS She was glad about it... no doubt about it She isn't sure where she's gone No time to think about what to tell them No time to think about what she's done And she was And she was looking at herself And things were looking like a movie She had a pleasant elevation She's moving out in all directions CHORUS |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
There's a word for it
And words don't mean a thing There's name for it And names make all the difference in the world Some things can never be spoken Some things cannot be pronounced That word does not exist in any language It will never be uttered by a human mouth Let X make a statement Let breath pass through those cracked lips That man was my hero And now that word has been taken from us Some things can never be spoken Some things cannot be pronounced That word does not exist in any language It will never be uttered by a human mouth Give me back my name Give me back my name Something has been changed in my life Something has been changed in my life Something must be returned to us Something must me returned to us |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
A woman made a man
A man he made a house And when they lay together Little creatures all come out Well, I've seen sex and I think it's alright It makes those little creatures come to life I can laugh or I can turn away Well, I've seen sex and I think it's okay We are creatures, creatures of love We are creatures, creatures of love From the sleep of reason, a life is born We are creatures, creatures of love It's okay to be afraid When the blue sparks hit your brain We can love one another I've been told that it's okay Doctor, doctor, tell me what I am Am I one of those human beings Well I can laugh or I can learn to think So help me now to find out what I feel We are creatures, creatures of love We are creatures, creatures of love We've been here forever, before you were born We are creatures of love, We are creatures of love A man can drive his car And a woman can be a boss I'm a monkey and a flower I'm everything at once Well, a woman and a man can be together If they decide to they'll make little creatures Watch 'em now! Little creature of love With two arms and two legs From a moment of passion Now they cover the bed We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love We are creatures, creatures of love We are creatures, creatures of love From the sleep of reason, a life is born We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
Last time she jumped out the window, well, she only turned and
smiled. You might think she would say something, but you'd have to wait a while. Well the lady don't mind. No, no, no, the lady don't mind She just turns her head and disappears, I kinda like that style Little boat that floats on a river, it's drifting through a haze She stops by whenever she wants to, well, there she goes again Well, it's no trouble at all. No, no, no trouble at all Well, what she does is all right with me, and I kinda like that style Come on. come on. I go up and down. I like this curious feeling. I know, I see. It's like make believe. Cover your ears so you can hear what I'm saying. I'm not lost but I don't know Where I am. I got a question. All right. All right. This is what we like. Who knows, who knows, What I'm thinking She says love is not what she's after, and everyone knows. Each time she looks in the mirror, she lets her feelings show. Well, the lady don't mind No, no, no, the lady don't mind. Well, what she says is all right by me, and I kinda like that style Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Here we go again I don't know, I don't know, What I'm sayin'. Hey man. Hey man. I sure don't feel the same She likes to say what she's feeling Hey. Did I get a big surprise. I know you think so. Come on. Come on. She says anything. Who knows, who knows, what she's thinking. |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
Well, I know what it is
But I don't know where it is Where it is Well, I know where it is But I don't know what it looks like What it looks like Well, I know what it looks like, But I don't know where she comes from Well, I know where she comes from, But I don't know what's her name. (and she said) This is a perfect world I'm riding on an incline I'm staring in your face You'll photograph mine And I've been walking, talking Believing the things that are true And I've been finding The difference between right and wrong...good and bad See me put things together Put them back where they belong Am I just like the others Have I always been singing the same song CHORUS Somebody said that it happens all over the world I do believe that it's true And the sun's coming up And we're doing all the things that we should Doesn't everbody here believe in the things we do? (And she said) CHORUS It's a strange situation What's wrong with you? Baby...baby...baby What you doing in my house? And it's all true There's nothing wrong with you (And I said) CHORUS |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
Mommy had. A little baby.
There he is. Fast asleep. He's just. A little plaything. Why not. Wake him up? Cute. Cute. Little baby. Little pee pee. Little toes. Now he's comin' to me. Crawl across. The kitchen floor. Baby, baby, please let me hold him I wanna make him stay up all night Sister, sister, he's just a plaything We wanna make him stay up all night Yeah we do See him drink. From a bottle. See him eat. From a plate. Cute. Cute. As a button. Don't you wanna make him. Stay up late. And we're having fun. With no money. Little smile. On his face. Don't cha' love. The little baby. Don't you want to make him. Stay up late. CHORUS Here we go (all night long) Sister, sister (all night long) In the playpen...woo...(all night long) Little baby goes, ha! (all night long) I know you want to leave me... Why don't. We pretend. There you go. Little man. Cute. Cute. Why not? Late at night. Wake him up. CHORUS Here we go (all night long) Sister, sister...woo... (with the television on) Little baby goes...woo! (all night long) Hey, hey, baby! (all night long) And he looks so cute (all night long) In his little red suit (all night long) |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
I...I am just a number
I...hang on to what I got You...say what you want to I...I...I...I just try to stay alive I...put myself together People say, get away, somebody will turn you in Life, life without surrender Togetherness...ecstasy is what I need I can laugh, but I should cry When love and understanding are the ultimate crimes (And I said) Walk it down. Talk it down. (oh, oh, oh) Sympathy. Luxury. Somebody will take you there. Walk it down. Talk it down. (oh, oh, oh) Sympathy. Luxury. Somebody will take you there. She...says she remembers. Time...long time ago. We...belong together. I...I...I...I turn up the radio Lies, lies and propaganda I...gonna tell you what I need Life, life, without surrender Togetherness...ecstasy is what I need I got yours and you got mine And I can swim, but I should fly CHORUS Ain't no crime to believe I took my money, I bet my life What you see is what you get But it sure ain't what we need. CHORUS |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
I'm looking and I'm dreaming for the first time
I'm inside and I'm outside at the same time And everything is real Do I like the way I feel? When the world crashes in into my living room Television man made me what I am People like to put the television down But we are just good friends (I'm a) television man I knew a girl, she was a macho man But it's alright, I wasn't fooled for long This is the place for me I'm the king, and you're the queen CHORUS Take a walk in the beautiful garden Everyone would like to say hello It doesn't matter what you say Come and take us away The world crashes in, into my living room The world crashes in, into my living room The world crashes in, into my living room The world crashes in, into my living room And we are still good friends...(Television man) I'm watching everything...(Television man) Television man...(Television man) I'm watching everything...(Television man) Television man...and I'm gonna say We are still good friends...and I'm trying to be Watchin' everything...and I gotta say We are still good friends...You know the way it is Television man...I've got what you need We are still good friends...I know the way you are Television man...I know what you're tryin' to be Watchin' everything...and I gotta say That's how the story ends. |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
WELL WE KNOW WHERE WE'RE GOIN'
BUT WE DON'T KNOW WHERE WE'VE BEEN AND WE KNOW WHAT WE'RE KNOWIN' BUT WE CAN'T SAY WHAT WE'VE SEEN AND WE'RE NOT LITTLE CHILDREN AND WE KNOW WHAT WE WANT AND THE FUTURE IS CERTAIN GIVE US TIME TO WORK IT OUT We're on a road to nowhere Come on inside Takin' that ride to nowhere We'll take that ride I'm feelin' okay this mornin' And you know, We're on the road to paradise Here we go, here we go CHORUS Maybe you wonder where you are I don't care Here is where time is on our side Take you there...take you there We're on a road to nowhere We're on a road to nowhere We're on a road to nowhere There's a city in my mind Come along and take that ride and it's all right, baby, it's all right And it's very far away But it's growing day by day And it's all right, baby, it's all right They can tell you what to do But they'll make a fool of you And it's all right, baby, it's all right We're on a road to nowhere |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
I was born in a house with the television always on
Guess I grew up too fast And I forgot my name We're in cities at night and we got time on our hands. So leave the driving to us. And it's the real thing. And you're rolling In the blender With me. And I can love you Like a color TV. Now love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale Got love for sale And now love is here C'mon and try it Got love for sale, Got love for sale. You can put your lipstick all over my designer jeans. I'll be a video for you. If you turn my dial. You can cash my check if you go down to the bank You get two for one For a limited time. Push my button... The toast pops up Love and money Gettin' all Mixed upu And now love is here C'mon and try it. I got love for sale Got love for sale Love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale I got Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
You got the CBS...!
And the ABC...! You got Time and Newsweek! Well, they're the same to me! Now don't you wanna get right with me? (Puzzling Evidence) I hope you get ev'rything you need (Puzzling Evidence) Puzzling Evidence Puzzling Evidence Puzzling Evidence Done hardened in your heart Hardened in your heart. ...Alright!u Now I am the gun And you are the bullet I got the power and glory! (Puzzling) And the money to buy it! (Puzzling) Got your Gulf and Western and your MasterCard (Puzzling Evidence) Got what you wanted, lost what you had (Puzzling Evidence) I'm seeing Puzzling Evidence Puzzling Evidence Puzzling Evidence Done hardened in your heart It's hardened up your heart. ...alright! Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...u Well, I'm puzzling (Huh!) I'm puzzling (Huh!) I'm puzzling (Huh!) Puzzling (Huh!) I'm puzzling (Huh!) Woo...I'm puzzling (Huh!) Sometimes I'm puzzling! (Huh!) See the little children! (Puzzlin') And the family! (Puzzlin') Gonna live together! (Puzzlin') Take them home with me! (Puzzlin') Well I hope you're happy with what you've made (Puzzling Evidence) In the land of the free and the home of the brave (Puzzling Evidence) I'm seeing Puzzling Evidence Puzzling Evidence Puzzling (sometimes) evidence Done hardened in your heart Hardened in your heart Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh... I'm puzzling (Huh!) Puzzling (Huh!) Puzzling (Huh!) P-P-P-Puzzlin'! (Huh!) Still Puzzlin'! (Huh!) |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
I wanna bicycle
I wanna popsicle I wanna space face Buy me a cherry face now Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! I wanna video I wanna rock and roll Take me to the shopping mall Buy me a rubber ball now Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Every night sun goes down And the people are staying at home You can tell your momma & daddy Leave those children alone They know what they're doin' They ain't runnin' away Uncle John said, "Tell Aunt Mary I got nothing to say" (And she say:) Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Ho--- Would the light come hitcha in the eye Hey--- Gonna stop, gonna getcha by surprise! Every night when the sun goes down And the people are staying at home You can tell your momma & daddy Leave those children alone They know what they're doin' They ain't runnin' away Uncle John said, "Tell Aunt Mary I got nothing to say" (And she said!) Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Ho--- Would the light come hitcha in the eye Hey--- Gonna stop, gonna getcha by surprise I am the king of the world The boss of the boys & girls You can live till a 100 & 10 If you listen to what I said Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
You'll be, hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm, magnet for money
You'll be, mm-mm-mm-mm, magnet for love You'll feel, hmm, light in your body Now I'm gonna say, gonna say these words: Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo It might hmm-mmm-mm-mm...It might rain money It might hm-hi-hi-hi...It might rain fire Now I'm gonna call, Gonna call on Legba. Get yourself a sign Get your love and desire. Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempou Papa Legba, Come and open the gate. Papa Legba, To the city of camps. Now, we're your children Come and ride your horse In the night In the night Come and ride your horse There is a queen Of six sevens and nines Dust in your garden Poison in your mind There is a king That will steal your soul Din't let him catch you, Don't let him get control. Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Papa Legba, Come and open the gate Papa Legba, To the city of camps Now, we're your children Come and ride your horse In the night In the night, come and ride your horse In the night In the night, come and ride your horse In the night In the night, come and ride your horse |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
I'm wearin'
Fur pyjamas I ride a Hot Potata' It's tickling my fancy Speak up, I can't hear you Here on this mountaintop Woahoho I got some wild, wild life I got some new to tell ya Woahoho About some wild, wild life Here comes the doctor in charge Woahoho She's got some wild, wild life Ain't that the way you like it? Ho, ha! Living wild, wild life. I wrestle, with your conscience You wrestle, with your partner Sittin' on a window sill, but he Spends time behind closed doors Check out Mr. Businessman Oh, ho ho He bought some wild, wild life On the way to the stock exchange Oh, ho ho He got some wild, wild life Break it up when he opens the door Whoahoho He's doin' wild, wild life I know that's the way you like it Wo ho Living wild, wild life Peace of mind? Piece of cake! Thought control! You get on board anytime you like Like sittin' on pins and needles Things fall apart, it's scientific Sleeping on the interstate Woah ho ah Getting wild, wild life Checkin' in, a checkin' out! Uh, huh! I got a wild, wild life Spending all of my money and time Oh, ho ho Done too much wild, wild We wanna go, where we go, where we go Oh, ho ho! I doing wild, wild I know it, that's how we start Uh, huh Got some wild, wild life Take a picture, here in the daylight Oh, ho! And it's a wild, wild life You've grown so tall, you've grown so fast Oh, ho ho Wild, wild I know that's the way you like it Oh, ho! Living wild wild wild wild, life. |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
Baby your mind is a radio
Got a reciever inside my head Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength Lemme tell you what it says: Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...of a brand-new world. So look at my fingers vibrate From their tip down down to my toes Now I'm recieving your signal We're gonna leave the land of noise Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...of a brand-new world. Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...Of a brand-new world. Now you and I have no secrets Now baby, lemme read your mind I hear ev'rything you're thinking You can't help the way you sound Transmitter! Picking up something good. Hey! Radio head! The sound...Of a brand-new world Oh! Radio Head Radio Head Radio Head Radio Head |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
When you were little
You dreamed you were big You must have been something A real tiny kid You wish you were me I wish I was you Now don't you wake up The dream will come true Every dream has a name And names tell your story This song is your dream You're the dream operator It's bigger than life You know it's all me My face is a book But it's not what it seems Three angels above The whole human race They dream us to life They dream me a face And every dream tells it all And this dream is your story You dreamed me a heart You're the dream operator Shake-it-up dream Hi-di-ho dream Fix-it-up dream Look at me dream I've been waiting so long Now I am your dream Hard to forget Hard to go on When you fall asleep You're out on your own Let go of your life Grab on to my hand Here in the clouds Where we'll understand And you dreamed it all And this is your story Do you know who you are? You're the dream operator And you dreamed it all And this is your story Do you know who you are? You're the dream operator |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
In 1950 when I was born
Papa couldn't afford to buy us much He said be proud of what you are There's something special 'bout people like us People like us (Who will answer the telephone) People like us (Growing as big as a house) People like us (Gonna make it because) We don't want freedom We don't want justice We just want someone to love. Someone to love.u I was called upon in the 3rd grade class I gave my answer and it caused a fuss I'm not the same as ev'ryone else And times were hard for people like us People like us (Who will answer the telephone) People like us (Growing as big as a house) People like us (Gonna make it because) What good is freedom? God laughs at people like us I see it coming Like coming down from above The clouds roll by and the moon comes up How long must we live in the heat of the sun Millions of people are waitin' on love And this is a song about people like us People like us (Who answe the telephone) People like us (Growing big as a house) People like us (Gonna make it because) We don't want freedom We don't want justice We just want someone to love. Someone to love. Someone to love. Someone to love. |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
Here where you are standing
The dinosaurs did a dance The indians told a story Now it has come to pass The Indians had a legend The Spaniards lived for gold The white man came and killed them But they haven't really gone We live in the city of dreams We drive on the highway of fire Should we awake And find it gone Remember this, our favorite town From germany and Europe And Southern U.S.A. They made this little town here That we live in to this day The children of the white man Saw Indians on TV And heard about the legend How their city was a dream We live in the city of dreams We drive on the highway of fire Should we awake And find it gone Remember this, our favorite town The Civil War is over And World War One and Two If we can live together The dream it might come true Underneath the concrete The dream is still alive A hundred million lifetimes A world that never dies We live in the city of dreams We drive on the highway of fire Should we awake And find it gone Remember this, our favorite town |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Now lemme tell you a story
The devil he has a plan A bag a' bones in his pocket Got anything you want No dust and no rocks The whole thing is over All these beauties in solid motion All those beauties, gonna swallow you up Hi hi hi hi hi, One time too many Too far to go I- We come to take you home And when they split those atoms It's hotter than the sun Blood is a special substance They gonna pray for that man So wake up young lovers The whole thing is over Watch but touch monkeys All that blood, gonna swallow you whole Hi hi hi hi hi What's that? Who's driving? Where we goin'? Who knows? I- We come to take you home How many people do you think I am Pretend I am somebody else You can pretend I'm and old millionaire A millionaire washing his hands Rattle the bones, dreams that stick out A medical chart on the wall Soft violence and hands touch your throat Ev'ryone wants to explode And when your hands get dirty Nobody knows you at all Don't have a window to slip out of Lights on, nobody home Click click- see ya later Beta beta- no time to rest Pika pika- risky business All that blood, will never cover that mess. Hi hi hi hi hi So soft hard feelings What's that, who's driving No tricks lets go I- We come to take you home I- We come to take you home Hi hi hi hi hi etc. |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
What about the time?
You were rollin' over Fall on your face You must be having fun Walk lightly! Think of a time. You'd best believe This think is real Put away that gun This part is simple Try to recognize What is in you mind God help us! Help us loose our minds These slippery people help us understand what's the matter with him? He's alright! I see his face The lord won't mind Don't play no games He's alright Love from the bottom to the top Turn like a wheel He's alright See for yourself The lord won't mind We're gonna move Right now Turn like a wheel inside a wheel I remember when Sittin' in the tub Pulled out the plug The water was runnin' out Cool down Stop acting crazy They're gonna leave And we'll be on our own Seven times five They were living creatures Watch 'em come to life Right before your eyes Backsliding! How do you do? These slippery people Gonna see you through |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Watch out you might get what you're after
Cool babies strange but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house Hold tight wait till the party's over Hold tight We're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Here's your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin' overboard The transportation is here Close enough but not too far, Maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire All wet hey you might need a raincoat Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight Three hundred sixty five degrees Burning down the house It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work baby what did you except Gonna burst into flame My house S'out of the ordinary That's might Don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin' yet Everything's stuck together I don't know what you expect starring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
I . . . Who took the money?
Who took the money away? I . . . It's always showtime Here at the edge of the stage I, I, I, wake up and wonder What was the place, what was the name? We wanna wait, but here we go again... I . . . takes over slowly But doesn't last very long I . . . no need to worry Evr'ything's under control O - U - T But no hard feelings What do you know? Take you away We're being taken for a ride again I got a girlfriend that's better than that She has the smoke in her eyes She's moving up, going right through my house She's ginna give me surprise Better than this, know that It's right I think you can if you like I git a girlfriend with bows in her hair And nothing is better than that Down, down in the basement We hear the sound of machines I, I, I'm driving in circles Come to my senses sometimes Why, why, why, why start it over? Nothing was lost, everthing's free I don't care how impossible it seems Somebody calls you but you cannot hear Get closer to be far away Only one look and that's all that we need Maybe that's all that it takes All that it takes, all that it takes All that it takes, all that it takes I got a girlfriend that's betther than that And she goes wherever she likes. (there she goes...) I got a girlfriend that's better than that Now everyone's getting involved She's moving up going right through my heart We might not ever get caught Going right through (try to stay cool) going through, staying cool I got a girlfriend that's better than that And nothing is better than you I got a girlfriend thats better that this And you don't remember at all As we get older and stop making sense You won't find her waiting long Stop making sense, stop making sense...stop making sense, making sense I got a girlfriend that's better than that And nothing is better that this ( is it? ) |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here? Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. And you may ask yourself How do I work this? And you may ask yourself Where is that large automobile? And you may tell yourself This is not my beautiful house! And you may tell yourself This is not my beautiful wife! Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Water dissolving...and water removing There is water at the bottom of the ocean Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean! Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/in the silent water Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground. Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. And you may ask yourself What is that beautiful house? And you may ask yourself Where does that highway go? And you may ask yourself Am I right?...Am I wrong? And you may tell yourself MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE? Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/in the silent water Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground. Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Well, I'm dressed up so nice
An' I'm doin' my best An' I'm startin' over.. I'm startin' over in another place Lemme tell you a story Big chief with a golden crown He's got rings on his fingers And then he walks up, up to the throne He's makin' shapes with his hands An' don't choo dare sit back Now don't choo dare sit down And don't choo dare speak up! And on the first day, we had everything we could stand Ooh who could've asked for more? And on the second day, there was nothing else left to do Ooh what a day that was. There are 50,000 beggars Roaming in the streets They have lost all their possessions They have nothing left to eat Down come a bolt of lightning Start an electrical storm Starts a chain reaction Go pull a fire alarm I'm dreaming of a city It was my own invention I put the wheels in motion A time for big decisions And on the first day, we had everything we could stand Ooh and then we let it fall And on the second day, there was nothing else at all Ooh what a day that was. Oh a day that was Ooh that's the way it goes There's a million ways- to get things done There's a million ways- to make things work out. Well I'm going right through And the light came down Well they're roundin' 'em up from all over town They're movin' forward and backwards They're movin' backwards and front And they're enjoying themselves Moving in ev'ry direction And if you feel like you're in a whirlpool You feel like going home You feel like talking to someone Who know the difference between right and wrong And on the first day, we had everything we could stand Ooh and then we let it fall And on the second day, there was nothing else left at all Ooh what a day that was. (We're go(in') boom boom boom That's the way we live And in a great big room and That's the way we live.) x3 |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
IFE DURING WARTIME
Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons packed up and ready to go Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway a place where nobody knows The sound of gunfire, off in the distance I'm getting used to it now Lived in a brownstone, lived in the ghetto I've lived all over this town This ain't no party, this ain't no disco this ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, or lovey dovey I ain't got time for that now Transmit the message, to the receiver hope for an answer some day I got three passports, couple of visas don't even know my real name High on a hillside, trucks are loading everything's ready to roll I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime I might not ever get home This ain't no party, this ain't no disco this ain't no fooling around This ain't no mudd club, or C. B. G. B. I ain't got time for that now Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit? Heard about Pittsburgh, P. A.? You oughta know not to stand by the window somebody might see you up there I got some groceries, some peanut butter to last a couple of days But I ain't got no speakers ain't got no headphones ain't got no records to play Why stay in college? Why go to night school? Gonna be different this time? Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard I can't write nothing at all This ain't no party, this ain't no disco this ain't no fooling around I'd love you hold you, I'd like to kiss you I ain't got no time for that now Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock we blended in with the crowd We got computers, we're tapping phone lines I know that ain't allowed We dress like students, we dress like housewives or in a suit and a tie I changed my hairstyle so many times now don't know what I look like! You make me shiver, I feel so tender we make a pretty good team Don't get exhausted, I'll do some driving you ought to get you some sleep Get you instructions, follow directions then you should change your address Maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day whatever you think is best Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks? They won't help me survive My chest is aching, burns like a furnace the burning keeps me alive Try to stay healthy, physical fitness don't want to catch no disease Try to be careful, don't take no chances you better watch what you say |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
I don't know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through Take my money, my cigarettes I haven't seen the worst of it yet I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river, drop me in the water Take me to the river, dip me in the water Washing me down, washing me down I don't know why you treat me so bad Think of all the things we could have had Love is an ocean that I can't forget My sweet sixteen I would never regret I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river, drop me in the water Push me in the river, dip me in the water Washing me down, washing me Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me Till I can't, till I can't, till I can't take no more of it Take me to the water, drop me in the river Push me in the water, drop me in the river Washing me down, washing me down I don't know why I love you like I do All the troubles you put me through Sixteen candles there on my wall And here am I the biggest fool of them all I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river and drop me in the water Dip me in the river, drop me in the water Washing me down, washing me down. |
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from The Banger Sisters (와일드 클럽) by Trevor Rabin [ost] (2002)
Ah, watch out, you might get what you're after
Cool babies, strange, but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house Hold tight, wait till the party's over Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Here's your ticket, pack your bags Time for jumpin' overboard The transportation is here Close enough, but not too far Maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire Ah, all wet, yeah, you might need a raincoat Shape down, dreams walking in broad daylight Three hundred sixty-five degrees Burning down the house Ah, it was once upon a place Sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work And, baby, what did you expect Gonna burst into flames Ah Burning down the house My house, s'out of the ordinary That's right, don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house No visible means of support And you have not seen nothing yet Everything's stuck together And I don't know what you expect Staring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire Ah |
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from 13 Going On 30 (완벽한 그녀에게 딱 한가지 없는 것) by Theodore Shapiro [ost] (2004)
Ah, watch out, you might get what you're after
Cool babies, strange, but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house Hold tight, wait till the party's over Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Here's your ticket, pack your bags Time for jumpin' overboard The transportation is here Close enough, but not too far Maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire Ah, all wet, yeah, you might need a raincoat Shape down, dreams walking in broad daylight Three hundred sixty-five degrees Burning down the house Ah, it was once upon a place Sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work And, baby, what did you expect Gonna burst into flames Ah Burning down the house My house, s'out of the ordinary That's right, don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house No visible means of support And you have not seen nothing yet Everything's stuck together And I don't know what you expect Staring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire Ah |
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from Bewitched (그녀는 요술쟁이) [ost] (2005)
And she was lying in the grass
And she could hear the highway breathing And she could see a nearby factory She's making sure she is not dreaming See the lights of a neighbor's house Now, she's starting to rise Take a minute to concentrate And she opens up her eyes The world was moving, and she was right there with it, and she was The world was moving, she was floating above it, and she was And she was And she was drifting through the backyard And she was taking off her dress And she was moving very slowly Rising up above the Earth Moving into the universe, and she's Drifting this way and that Not touching ground at all, and she's Up above the yard The world was moving, and she was right there with it, and she was The world was moving, she was floating above it, and she was She was glad about it, no doubt about it She isn't sure what she's done No time to think about what to tell them No time to think about what she's done And she was, hey-hey, hey-hey, hey And she was looking at herself And things were looking like a movie She had a pleasant elevation She's moving out in all directions The world was moving, and she was right there with it, and she was The world was moving, she was floating above it, and she was, hey, hey Joining the world of missing persons, and she was, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Missing enough to feel alright, and she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was |
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from Talking Heads - Little Creatures (1985)
Last time she jumped out the window
Well, she only turned and smiled You might think she would say something But you'd have to wait a while Well, the lady don't mind No, no, no, the lady don't mind She just turns her head and disappears And I kinda like that style Little boat floats on the river It's drifting through a haze She floats by whenever she wants to Well, there she goes again Well, it's no trouble at all No, no, no trouble at all Well, what she does is all right with me And I kinda like that style Come on, come on, I go up and down I like this curious feeling I know, I see, It's like make-believe Cover your ears so you can hear what I'm saying I'm not lost, but I don't know where I am I got a question All right, all right, this is what we like Who knows, who knows what I'm thinking? She says love is not what she's after But everybody knows Each time she looks in the mirror Well, she lets her feelings show Well, the lady don't mind No, no, no, the lady don't mind She just turns around and disappears And I kinda like that style Uh-oh, uh-oh, here we go again I don't know, Don't know what I'm sayin' Hey man, hey man, I sure don't feel the same. She likes to say what she's feeling Hey, did I get a big surprise? I know you think so Come on, come on, she says anything Who knows, who knows what she's thinking? Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
Hey, signs
Signs are lost Signs disappear Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone And a ghostwritten biography Dogs start to rush in Hungry for some food Dogs start a-twitching And they're looking at you It was light By five Torn all apart All in the name of democracy He's hurt He's dying Claimed he was a terrorist Claimed to avert a catastrophe Someone shoulda told him That the buck stops here No one ever said He was involved with thieves And they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Somebody could have told us where they go Crawling all around Looking for foot, foot, footprints Now tell me, what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards What the hell is going on? No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" She's blind, and they're blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Whoo, blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Yeah, they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
Mr. Jones
Put a wiggle in your stride Loosen up I believe he'll be all right He's changing clothes Now he's got ventilated slacks Bouncing off the walls Mr. Jones is back Bulge out And wind your waist Tight pants And got curly hair Drinking cold beer From metal cans Moonshine And Handi-Wipes Mr. Jones is back in town It's his lucky day Hold up your hands and shout Jones is on his way Spoken: Mr. Jones Will that be cash or charge, Mr. Jones? Pit-a-pat Mr. Jones is back in town Aces high And now his pants are falling down He looks so fine In those patent leather shoes Mr. Jones, you look tired I believe you'll be all right Salesmen Conventioneers Some rock stars With tambourines Short skirts And skinny legs Selling Bibles And real estate It's a big day for Mr. Jones He is not so square Mr. Jones will stick around He's everybody's friend Fast cars And motorbikes I'm sure glad He's on our side The Jones gang Is down at the bar Watch out, this time They've gone too far They call for Mr. Jones They put him in charge Mr. Jones will help us out He's a lucky guy It is Mr. Jones' birthday party For another year In his hotel room, party favors It's a holiday Spoken: Mr. Jones Telephone call for Mr. Jones Mr. Jones is down at the bar, sir |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
Big and I'm bad
And I want you to know I hang around Where the grass is greener Totally naked, baby Totally nude 'Cause if I want to Who's gonna stop me? I'm absolutely free Living in the trees The birdies and the bees 'Cause I'm a nature boy Locked up inside You can't tell me where it's at Open up, open up, open the door Rocks and trees and physical culture Some days you hide I guess you wonder where you are Nature boy, nature man, take me along We got a life that's undiscovered We threw it all away Throw it all away Rolling in every way It's irresponsible So civilized I guess you wonder where you are Nature boy, nature man, take me along Deep in the woods we're undiscovered I'm a little fish and you're the river Living in a boat that's underwater We can tip, tip, tip it over You can push, push, make it better now Wake your daddy up It's a quarter to five Our little boat Has lost its rudder Dive to the bottom And we never come up A polka party For Bob and Martha I'm absolutely free Living in the trees The birdies and the bees 'Cause I'm a nature boy Think what you like This is really where it's at Open up, open up, open the door We don't need clothes and we don't need money So civilized I guess you wonder where you are Nature boy, nature man, take me along Deep in the woods we're undiscovered |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
Found out this morning
There's a circus coming to town They drive in Cadillacs Using walkie-talkies, and the Secret Service Their big top Imitation of life And all the flags and microphones We have to cover our eyes We play the sideshows And we like the tunnel of love And when we ride the ferris wheel We're little children again And when they're asking for volunteers We'll be the first ones aboard And when the ringmaster calls our names We'll be the first ones to go ... to sleep Stealing all our dreams Dreams for sale They sell 'em back to you On with the show Start the parade We sand along Sweep us away It's political party time Going down, going down And the celebrities all come out Coming down, coming down, coming... The sun is going down And the dogs are starting to howl We stay out after dark Eating cotton candy And the music's playing... How we all laughed! We split our sides The cameras flashed We almost died! The rain's gonna pour on down, falling out of the sky Coming down, coming down And the celebrities all run out, and the rain's Coming down, coming down Gonna rain, Gonna rain, gonna rain Gonna rain, gonna rain, Rain, rain Rain, rain And now I wonder who's boss And who he's leavin' behind? |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
Mon key see and mon key do
Ma king ba bies, ea ting food Smel ly things, pu bic hair Words of lo ve, in the air Sparks fly, shoo ting out Ma king sure that eve ry thing is wor king I can't turn you down We are pro grammed hap py lit tle chil dren Mat ter o ver mind We can not re sis so I won't fight it Love is a ma chine Love is a ma chine without a dri ver The facts of life The facts of life A masterpiece Biology Smokey water Air conditioned Boys 'n' girls And automation Chromosomes Designer jeans Chimpanzees And human beings Machines of love Machines of love Strong in body, strong in mind A love machine with the facts of life The facts of life The facts of life So much sex 'n' violence Must be a bad design We're stupid to be fighting Every night The monsters we create They welcome us aboard The best in advertising From coast to coast The girls and boys combine Like monkeys in the zoo The clouds have silver linings Looks pretty good People fall in love like in fairy tales I'm not sure I like, what they can do I'm afraid that God has no master plan He only takes -- what he can use Factory life, ice cream & pie Factory life Someday we'll live on Venus And men will walk on Mars But we will still be monkeys Down deep inside If chimpanzees are smart Then we will close our eyes And let our instincts guide us Oh oh oh oh no |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
All the way home from baltimore
We couldn't find a seat Conductor says he's sorry for The blisters on our feet Comes a-riding in a bus The high and the low Mommy, daddy, you and i Going on a trip And we're not going home Mommy, daddy, you and i Driving, keep driving Driving, driving all night Sleeping on my daddy's shoulder Drinking from a paper cup And i'm wearing my grandfather's clothes And they say that up north it gets cold Crawling out of bed one night Walking in my sleep We're not the only family To take this little trip Driving all the way up It's 30 below Mommy, daddy, you and i Even little kids Getting ready to go Mommy, daddy,you and i Chilly, chilly-willy It's colder the further we go Some are born to take advantage But saying it don't make it so So hold me and don't let me go 'cause the sidewalks are covered with snow He's speaking english now And he's smoothing out his clothes He's mr. button down He's leaving home Making changes day by day And we still ain't got no plan How we gonna make our way In this foreign land? Well we'll keep driving, keep driving Driving with all of our might Changing, still changing Changing the water of life Keep that little man a shining See how the tail can wag the dog And we're all riding in this old bus And the driver is singing to us And we're wearing out grandfather's clothes 'cause we heard that up north it gets cold |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
She had such tiny tears
Just like a Barbie doll She likes to shop at Sears And visit shopping malls Now she's a big mamma Tell poppa Cry, cry, cry, cry Old Money Old money doesn't matter now Have mercy Mercy, mercy, daddy's going fishing now He put the bait onto his line And he's winding out his reel Fish are swimming in the pond Let 'em sail away He's got his eye on you He knows just what she wants The fish is gonna bite She is his latest catch 'Cause he's a Big Daddy Oh, mammy Cry, cry, cry, cry Big Daddy Oh, daddy's scraping bottom now Oh, momma Daddy, daddy, daddy does the talking now Mesmerized like horny toads By shiny things like jewels and gold Throwing all their pearls to swine Let 'em sail away You lucky dog You'll be on Easy Street Drinking champagne She gets all that she wants His heart's desire No more worries anymore Like a fairy tale Anything that she likes I seen you do the dog I seen you getting down A swimming back and forth When daddy's not around Big Daddy Oh, she's pretty as a picture now Oh, momma Oh, what a little martyr now He knows how to drive 'em wild What do you'd think she'd see Saying "This is mine and this is hers. Now take that stuff away" Best left unspoken One and one is two The velvet lies sing softly Each with a golden spoon And she passed her time in the wind and the rain Got a one way ticket on a Southbound train Said baby, baby, wants to have a good time And Big Daddy laughed And Big Daddy smiled Like dynamite One fine day she'll explode Who's laughing now? No one sees anymore Sneak in and out Don't get caught running 'round Swim back and forth Bubbles float to the top |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
Bill was a man
Who grew too big It didn't matter what he did The girls would always run away When everybody laughs at you It can be humiliating Billy likes a Cute little girl They are lovers We can tell Kisses on the mouth Holding hands 'n' all Look into their eyes... Sneaking off together Running to the woods Swimming in the river Cooking up some food Making up religions Dropping out of school Laughing through the summertime Never meant to hurt nobody Angel of God Take me along Happy days Quiet life We are not alone... He bought a gun And she fixed her dress "I'm not afraid of Jesus Christ Who cares about the price we pay" It's our little secret And we're never, never, never going Angel of God Take me along Happy days Quiet life We are not alone... |
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from Talking Heads - Naked (1988)
Day by day
Whistle while you work Our backs are breaking Up from hollow earth From end to end The noise begins In the human battle stations And the big one's coming in Work, work, work, work Work till holes are filled Work, work, work, work Bags of bone and skin Lovers hold hands Tossing their heads Tangled in hair Tied to earth With skin and glue But their skin is the same as yours Coming in for the world to see They can sit at the table, too The same blood as you and me Speak very softly Hold my hand Someone is sleeping In my bed Priests pass by Worms crawl in One dreams to be One dream for all His skin is the same as yours Is he not made the same as you? And some have fallen down And blood spilled on the ground Work, work, work Till his life is done The old man Is at our door And he's knocking Knocking As his neighbors weep Each day repeats Are we nothing in your eyes? Someone answer, someone answer This rusted garden gate Can barely even stand Their work is over now And rest will be at hand Is their skin not the same as yours? Can they sit at the table to drink Cool water Cool water And his lungs are filled with rain And the water's rushing in |
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from Talking Heads - True Stories (1986)
I'm wearing-a fur pajamas
I ride a hot potato It's tickling my fancy Speak up, I can't hear you Here on this mountaintop, oh-oh-oh I got some wild, wild life I got some news to tell you, oh-oh About some wild, wild life Here come the doctor in charge, oh-oh-oh She's got some wild, wild life Ain't that the way you like it, oh-oh? Living wild, wild life I'll wrestle with your conscience You wrestle with your partner Sitting on a windowsill But he spends his time behind closed doors So check out mister businessman, oh-oh-oh He bought some wild, wild life On the way to the stock exchange, oh-oh-oh He got some wild, wild life Pick it up when he opens the door, oh-oh-oh He doing wild, wild life I know it's the way you like it, oh-oh Living wild, wild Peace of mind It's a piece of cake Thought control You get on board any time you like Like sitting on pins and needles Things fall apart It's scientific Sleeping on the Interstate, oh-oh-oh Getting wild, wild life Checking in and checking out, oh-oh-oh I got 'em, wild, wild life Spending all of my money and time, oh-oh-oh On too much wild, wild life We wanna go and we go where we go, oh-oh-oh Ah, doing wild, wild life I know it, that's how we start, oh-oh-oh Got some wild, wild life Take a picture here in the daylight, oh-oh And it's a wild, wild life You've grown so tall, you've grown so fast, oh-oh-oh Wild, wild And I know that's the way you like it, oh-oh Living wild, wild, wild, wild life |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh She's my neighbor, fill my cup I'll bet you, baby, she can fill it up She'll put the sugar on my tongue Will she gimme, gimme, gimme some? Is she gonna put sugar on my tongue? Is she gonna gimme, gimme, gimme some? She'll put it right there on my tongue Put it right there on my tongue Sweet, sweet, lover, lover Never, never, never find another To put sugar on my tongue Gimme, gimme, gimme some Is she gonna put sugar on my tongue? Is she gonna gimme, gimme, gimme some? She'll put it right there on my tongue Put it right there on my tongue I've been waiting years and years Finally I see that you appear My friends are here, and they ask of me "Is this the time that we're gonna see her Put the sugar on your tongue?" Is she gonna put sugar on my tongue? Is she gonna put sugar on my tongue? Is she gonna gimme, gimme some? She'll put it right there on my tongue Put it right there on my tongue Sugar, sugar on my tongue Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh La-la-la-la-la-la Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
I want to live
To feel a face that isn't there I want to live I roll over, and you're not there I'm only standing on the shore I had some friends, but I want more Mm Mm Mm, I see the future, and it's all mine Want to be perfect, I'm taking my time I'll try not to act like I'm so far away I try to be right in whatever I say Deeper feelings recur again and again and again and again A complex spiral leads me to spin Mm Mm I want to live To see the Earth turn one more time I wanna live To feel a hand that isn't mine I'm only standing on the shore I had some fun, but I want more I'll try not to act like I'm so far away I try to be right in whatever I say Deeper feelings recur again and again and again and again A complex spiral leads me to spin Mm Mm Mm |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax I can't sleep, 'cause my bed's on fire Don't touch me, I'm a real live wire Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better Run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh-ho-ho Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better Run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh-ho-ho-ho, aye-yi-yi-yi-yi, ooh You start a conversation, you can't even finish it You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed Say something once, why say it again? Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better Run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh-ho-ho Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better Run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh-ho-ho-ho, aye-yi-yi-yi-yi Ce que j'ai fait ce soir-la Ce qu'elle a dit ce soir-la Realisant mon espoir Je me lance vers la gloire Okay Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We are vain and we are blind I hate people when they're not polite Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better Run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh-ho-ho Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better Run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh-ho-ho-ho, aye-yi-yi-yi-yi, ooh |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
I see the clouds that move across the sky
I see the wind that moves the clouds away It moves the clouds over my new building I've picked the building that I want to live in I smell the pine trees and the beeches in the woods I see the pine cones that fall by the highway That's the highway that goes to the building I've picked the building that I want to live in It's over there, it's over there My building has every convenience It's gonna make life easy for me It's gonna be easy to get things done I will relax along with my loved ones Loved ones, loved ones visit the building Take the highway, park and come up and see me I'll be working, working, but if you come visit I'll put down what I'm doing, my friends are important Don't you worry 'bout me I wouldn't worry about me Don't you worry 'bout me Don't you worry 'bout me I see the states across this big nation I see the laws made in Washington, D.C. I think of the ones I consider my favorites I think of the people that are working for me Some civil servants are just like my loved ones They work so hard, and they try to be strong I'm a lucky guy to live in my building They all need buildings to help them along It's over there, it's over there My building has every convenience It's gonna make life easy for me It's gonna be easy to get things done I will relax along with my loved ones Loved ones, loved ones visit the building Take the highway, park and come up and see me I'll be working, working but if you come visit I'll put down what I'm doing, my friends are important I wouldn't worry 'bout me It wouldn't worry about me Don't you worry 'bout me Don't you worry 'bout me |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
In a world
Where people have problems In this world Where decisions are a way of life Other people's problems They overwhelm my mind They say compassion is a virtue But I don't have the time So many people have their problems I'm not interested in their problems I guess I've experienced some problems But now I've made some decisions It takes a lot of time To push away the nonsense Take my compassion Push it as far as it goes My interest level's dropping My interest level is dropping I've heard all I want to, and I Don't want to hear any more What are you, in Love with your problems? I think you take it A little too far, it's Not so cool to have So many problems But don't expect me To explain your indecisions Go talk to your analysts Isn't that what they're paid for? Ooh, you, you walk, you talk You still function like you used to Ooh, it's not a question Of your personality or style Be a little more selfish It might do you some good In a world Where people have problems In this world Where decisions are a way of life Other people's problems They overwhelm my mind They say compassion is a virtue But I don't have the time Here we go again |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Warning sign, warning sign
I see it, but I pay it no mind Hear my voice, hear my voice It's saying something, and it's not very nice Pay attention, pay attention I'm talking to you, and I hope you're concentrating I've got money now, I've got money now C'mon, baby, c'mon, baby Warning sign of things to come (take it over, take it over) Someone's talking on my telephone (when we're older, when we're older) Hear my voice, move my hair I move it around a lot, but I don't care what I remember Warning sign, warning sign Look at my hair, I like the design It's the truth, it's the truth Your glassy eyes and your open mouth Take it easy, take it easy It's a natural thing and you have to relax I've got money now, I've got money now C'mon, baby, c'mon, baby Warning sign of things to come (turn me over, turn me over) Love is here but I guess it's gone now (hurry up, babe, hurry up) Hear my voice, move my hair I move it around a lot, but I don't care what I remember Do you remember? What it is that you remember Baby, remember Baby, remember |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
I see the shapes
I remember from maps I see the shoreline I see the whitecaps A baseball diamond Nice weather down there I see the school And the houses where the kids are Places to park By the factories and buildings Restaurants and bars For later in the evening Then we come to the farmlands And the undeveloped areas And I have learned How these things work together I see the parkway That passes through them all And I have learned How to look at these things, and I say I wouldn't live there if you paid me I wouldn't live like that, no siree I wouldn't do the things the way those people do I wouldn't live there if you paid me to I guess it's healthy I guess the air is clean I guess those people Have fun with their neighbors and friends Look at that kitchen And all of that food Look at them eat it I guess it tastes real good They grow it in those farmlands Then they bring it to the store They put it in the car trunk And they bring it back home, and I say I wouldn't live there if you paid me I wouldn't live like that, no siree I wouldn't do the things the way those people do I wouldn't live there if you paid me to I'm tired of looking Out the window of the airplane I'm tired of traveling I want to be somewhere It's not even worth talking About those people down there, no Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Goo-goo-goo-goo, ga-ga-ga-ga |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
I don't know why I love you like I do
All the changes you put me through Take my money, my cigarettes I haven't seen the worst of it yet And I wanna know, can you tell me? I'd love to stay Take me to the river Drop me in the water Take me to the river Dip me in the water, washing me down Washing me down I don't know why you treat me so bad Think of all the things we could have had Love is a notion that I can't forget My sweet sixteen I would never regret I wanna know can you tell me I'd love to stay Take me to the river Drop me in the water Take me to the river Dip me in the water, washing me down Washing me Hold me, squeeze me Love me, tease me 'Til I can't, 'til I can't 'Til I can't, I can't take no more Take me to the river Drop me in the water Dip me in the water Drop me to the river Dip me in the water Drop me in the river Push me in the water, washing me down Washing me down I don't know why I love you like I do All the trouble you put me through Sixteen candles blown on my wall And am I the biggest fool of them all I wanna know, can you tell me? I'd love to stay Take me to the river Drop me in the water Dip me in the water Drop me to the river Dip me in the water Drop me in the river Drop me in the water, washing me down Washing me down |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Everyone is trying to get to the bar
The name of the bar, the bar is called Heaven The band in Heaven, they play my favorite song They play it once again, they play it all night long Heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens Heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens There is a party, everyone is there Everyone will leave at exactly the same time It's hard to imagine that nothing at all Could be so exciting, could be so much fun Yeah, heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens Yeah, heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens And when this kiss is over, it will start again Will not be any different, will be exactly the same It's hard to imagine that nothing at all Could be so exciting, could be this much fun Yeah, heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens Heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Do you remember anyone here?
No, you don't remember anything at all I'm sleeping, I'm flat on my back Never woke up, had no regrets There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops There's a party up there all the time They'll party till they drop Other people can go home Everybody else can split I'll be here all the time I can never quit Take a walk through the land of shadows Take a walk through the peaceful meadows Don't look so disappointed It isn't what you hoped for, is it? There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops I'm stuck here in this seat I might not stand up Other people can go home Other people may go split I'll be here all the time I can never quit Everything is very quiet Everyone has gone to sleep I'm wide awake on memories These memories can't wait These memories can't wait These memories can't wait These memories can't wait These memories can't wait These memories can't wait These memories can't wait |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Gadji beri bimba clandridi
Lauli lonni cadori gadjam A bim beri glassala glandride E glassala tuffm i zimbra Bim blassa galassasa zimbrabim Blassa glallassasa zimbrabim A bim beri glassala grandrid E glassala tuffm i zimbra Gadji beri bimba glandridi Lauli lonni cadora gadjam A bim beri glassasa glandrid E glassala tuffm i zimbra |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile And you may find yourself in a beautiful house with a beautiful wife And you may ask yourself, "Well, how did I get here?" Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down Letting the days go by, water flowing underground Into the blue again after the money's gone Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground And you may ask yourself, "How do I work this?" And you may ask yourself, "Where is that large automobile?" And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful house" And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful wife" Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down Letting the days go by, water flowing underground Into the blue again after the money's gone Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Water dissolving and water removed There is water at the bottom of the ocean Under the water, carry the water Removed water (water dissolving and water removed) remove remove remove remove remove Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down Letting the days go by, water flowing underground Into the blue again after the money's gone Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down Letting the days go by, water flowing underground Into the blue again after the money's gone Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground You may ask yourself, "What is that beautiful house?" You may ask yourself, "Where does that highway go to?" And you may ask yourself, "Am I right? am I wrong?" And you may say to yourself, "My God, what have I done?" Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down Letting the days go by, water flowing underground Into the blue again after the money's gone Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down Letting the days go by, water flowing underground Into the blue again after the money's gone Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Look where my hand was Time isn't holding up Time isn't after us Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was Same as it ever was After the rain holds up Same as it ever was Then a twister comes Here comes the twister (Letting the days go by) same as it ever was, same as it ever was (Letting the days go by) same as it ever was, same as it ever was (Once in a lifetime) let the water hold me down (Letting the days go by) water flowing underground (Letting the days go by) water flowing underground |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Lost my shape
Trying to act casual Can't stop I might end up in the hospital Changing my shape I feel like an accident They're back To explain their experience Isn't it weird? Looks too obscure to me Wasting away That was their policy I'm ready to leave I push the fact in front of me Facts lost Yeah, facts are never what they seem to be Nothing there No information left of any kind L-l-lifting my head L-l-looking for the danger signs There was a line There was a formula Sharp as a knife Facts cut a hole in us There was a line There was a formula Sharp as a knife Facts cut a hole in us I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting The feeling returns Whenever we close our eyes Lifting my head Looking around inside The island of doubt It's like the taste of medicine Working by hindsight Got the message from the oxygen M-m-making a list Find the cost of opportunity Doing it right Facts are useful in emergencies The feeling returns Whenever we close our eyes Lifting my head Looking around inside Facts are simple and facts are straight Facts are lazy and facts are late Facts all come with points of view Facts don't do what I want them to Facts just twist the truth around Facts are living turned inside out Facts are getting the best of them Facts are nothing on the face of things I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Ah, watch out, you might get what you're after
Cool babies, strange, but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house Hold tight, wait till the party's over Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Here's your ticket, pack your bags Time for jumpin' overboard The transportation is here Close enough, but not too far Maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire Ah, all wet, yeah, you might need a raincoat Shape down, dreams walking in broad daylight Three hundred sixty-five degrees Burning down the house Ah, it was once upon a place Sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work And, baby, what did you expect Gonna burst into flames Ah Burning down the house My house, s'out of the ordinary That's right, don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house No visible means of support And you have not seen nothing yet Everything's stuck together And I don't know what you expect Staring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire Ah |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Home is where I want to be Pick me up and turn me around I feel numb - burn with a weak heart (So I) guess I must be having fun The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground Head in the sky It's okay I know nothing's wrong . . nothing Hi yo I got plenty of time Hi yo you got light in your eyes And you're standing here beside me I love the passing of time Never for money Always for love Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight Home - is where I want to be But I guess I'm already there I come home - -she lifted up her wings Guess that this must be the place I can't tell one from another Did I find you, or you find me? There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be Hi yo We drift in and out Hi yo sing into my mouth Out of all those kinds of people You got a face with a view I'm just an animal looking for a home Share the same space for a minute or two And you love me till my heart stops Love me till I'm dead Eyes that light up, eyes look through you Cover up the blank spots Hit me on the head Ah ooh |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons
Packed up and ready to go Heard of some grave sites out by the highway A place where nobody knows The sound of gunfire off in the distance I'm getting used to it now Lived in a brownstone, I lived in the ghetto I've lived all over this town This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, or lovey dovey I ain't got time for that now Transmit the message to the receiver Hope for an answer some day I got three passports, couple of visas Don't even know my real name High on a hillside trucks are loading Everything's ready to roll I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime I might not ever get home This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around This ain't no mudd club, or C.B.G.B. I ain't got time for that now This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, or lovey dovey I ain't got time for that now Heard about Houston? heard about Detroit? Heard about Pittsburgh, PA? You oughta know not to stand by the window Somebody might see you up there I got some groceries, some peanut butter To last a couple of days But I ain't got no speakers, ain't got no headphones Ain't got no records to play Why stay in college? why go to night school? Gonna be different this time? Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard I can't write nothing at all This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around I'd love you hold you, I'd like to kiss you I ain't got no time for that now Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock We blended in with the crowd We got computers, we're tapping phone lines I know that ain't allowed We dress like students, we dress like housewives Or in a suit and a tie I changed my hairstyle so many times now Don't know what I look like You make me shiver, I feel so tender We make a pretty good team Don't get exhausted, I'll do some driving You ought to get you some sleep Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks? They won't help me survive My chest is aching, burns like a furnace The burning keeps me alive |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Mommy had
A little baby There he is Fast asleep He's just A little plaything Why not Wake him up? Cute, cute Little baby Little pee pee Little toes Now he's Coming to me Crawl across The kitchen floor Baby, baby, please, let me hold him I wanna make him stay up all night Sister, sister, he's just a plaything We wanna make him stay up all night, yeah, we do See him drink From a bottle See him eat From a plate Cute, cute As a button Don't you wanna make him Stay up late? And we're having fun With no money Little smile On his face Don't cha love The little baby? Don't you wanna make him Stay up late? Baby, baby, please, let me hold him I wanna make him stay up all night Sister, sister, he's just a plaything We wanna make him stay up all night, yeah, we do Here we go, all night long Sister, sister, all night long In the playpen, woo, all night long Little baby goes, ha, all night long I know you wanna leave me Why don't we pretend There you go, little man Cute, cute, why not? Late at night wake him up Baby, baby, please, let me hold him I wanna make him stay up all night Sister, sister, he's just a plaything We wanna make him stay up all night, yeah, we do Here we go all night long Sister, sister, woo, with the television on Little baby goes, woo, all night long Hey, hey, baby, all night long And he looks so cute all night long In his little red suit alll night long Rock on all night long All night long All night long All night long |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Well, we know where we're going, but we don't know where we've been
And we know what we're knowing, but we can't say what we've seen And we're not little children, and we know what we want And the future is certain, give us time to work it out Yeah We're on a road to nowhere, come on inside We'll take that ride to nowhere, we'll take that ride Feeling okay this morning, and you know We're on a road to paradise, here we go, here we go We're on a ride to nowhere, come on inside Taking that ride to nowhere, we'll take that ride Maybe you'll wonder where you are, I don't care Even when time is on our side, take you there, take you there We're on a road to nowhere, ha, ha We're on a road to nowhere, ha, ha We're on a road to nowhere, ha, ha, whoo There's a city in my mind, come along and take that ride, and it's all right, baby, it's all right And it's very far away, but it's growing day by day, and it's all right, baby, it's all right Would you like to come along, you can help me sing this song, and it's all right, baby, it's all right They can tell you what to do, but they'll make a fool of you, and it's all right, baby, it's all right There's a city in my mind, come along and take that ride, and it's all right, baby, it's all right And it's very far away, but it's growing day by day, and it's all right, baby, it's all right Yeah, would you like to come along, you can help me sing this song, and it's all right, baby, it's all right They can tell you what to do, oh, God, they'll make a fool of you, and it's all right, baby, it's all right We're on a road to nowhere, hey We're on a road to nowhere, ha We're on a road to nowhere, ha, ha We're on a road to nowhere |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
I'm wearing-a fur pajamas
I ride a hot potato It's tickling my fancy Speak up, I can't hear you Here on this mountaintop, oh-oh-oh I got some wild, wild life I got some news to tell you, oh-oh About some wild, wild life Here come the doctor in charge, oh-oh-oh She's got some wild, wild life Ain't that the way you like it, oh-oh? Living wild, wild life I'll wrestle with your conscience You wrestle with your partner Sitting on a windowsill But he spends his time behind closed doors So check out mister businessman, oh-oh-oh He bought some wild, wild life On the way to the stock exchange, oh-oh-oh He got some wild, wild life Pick it up when he opens the door, oh-oh-oh He doing wild, wild life I know it's the way you like it, oh-oh Living wild, wild Peace of mind It's a piece of cake Thought control You get on board any time you like Like sitting on pins and needles Things fall apart It's scientific Sleeping on the Interstate, oh-oh-oh Getting wild, wild life Checking in and checking out, oh-oh-oh I got 'em, wild, wild life Spending all of my money and time, oh-oh-oh On too much wild, wild life We wanna go and we go where we go, oh-oh-oh Ah, doing wild, wild life I know it, that's how we start, oh-oh-oh Got some wild, wild life Take a picture here in the daylight, oh-oh And it's a wild, wild life You've grown so tall, you've grown so fast, oh-oh-oh Wild, wild And I know that's the way you like it, oh-oh Living wild, wild, wild, wild life |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Near where you are standing, the dinosaurs did a dance
The Indians told a story how it has come to pass The Indians had a legend, the Spaniards lived for gold White men came and killed them, but they haven't really gone We live in the city of dreams We drive on this highway of fire Should we awake to find it gone Remember this, our favorite town From Germany and Europe and southern U.S.A. They made this little town here that we live in to this day The children of the white man saw Indians on TV And heard about the legend, how their city was a dream We live in the city of dreams We drive on this highway of fire Should we awake and find it gone Remember this, our favorite town The Civil War is over, and World War I and II If we can live together, the dream, it might come true Underneath the concrete, the dream is still alive A hundred million lifetimes, a world that never dies We live in the city of dreams We drive on this highway of fire Should we awake and find it gone Remember this, our favorite town We live in the city of dreams We drive on this highway of fire Should we awake and find it gone Remember this, our favorite town |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Mr. Jones
Put a wiggle in your stride Loosen up I believe he'll be all right He's changing clothes Now he's got ventilated slacks Bouncing off the walls Mr. Jones is back Bulge out And wind your waist Tight pants And got curly hair Drinking cold beer From metal cans Moonshine And Handi-Wipes Mr. Jones is back in town It's his lucky day Hold up your hands and shout Jones is on his way Spoken: Mr. Jones Will that be cash or charge, Mr. Jones? Pit-a-pat Mr. Jones is back in town Aces high And now his pants are falling down He looks so fine In those patent leather shoes Mr. Jones, you look tired I believe you'll be all right Salesmen Conventioneers Some rock stars With tambourines Short skirts And skinny legs Selling Bibles And real estate It's a big day for Mr. Jones He is not so square Mr. Jones will stick around He's everybody's friend Fast cars And motorbikes I'm sure glad He's on our side The Jones gang Is down at the bar Watch out, this time They've gone too far They call for Mr. Jones They put him in charge Mr. Jones will help us out He's a lucky guy It is Mr. Jones' birthday party For another year In his hotel room, party favors It's a holiday Spoken: Mr. Jones Telephone call for Mr. Jones Mr. Jones is down at the bar, sir |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Hey, signs
Signs are lost Signs disappear Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone And a ghostwritten biography Dogs start to rush in Hungry for some food Dogs start a-twitching And they're looking at you It was light By five Torn all apart All in the name of democracy He's hurt He's dying Claimed he was a terrorist Claimed to avert a catastrophe Someone shoulda told him That the buck stops here No one ever said He was involved with thieves And they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Somebody could have told us where they go Crawling all around Looking for foot, foot, footprints Now tell me, what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards What the hell is going on? No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" She's blind, and they're blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Whoo, blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Yeah, they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Well I know Those you don't understand you criticise And I know I can never mean anything within your eyes Stop acting like that Everybody lives to rearrange You've got to understand Nothing can ever stay the same Without my love What w ould it be without you Well I know If I don't understand you'll sympathise And I know If I've never seen everything you'll realise While I'm acting like that Everybody seems to rearrange I've got to understand Nothing can ever stay the same What would it be without you Without my love Without you Stop acting like that Picking on my needs you turn away I've got to understand Nothing can ever stay the same Without my love What would it be without you The story ends |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Falling, falling
Gonna drop like a stone I'm falling through the atmosphere On a warm afternoon If lovers discover That everyone dies So don't tell me, please hold me It's a dangerous life Daddy, dear, let's get outta here I'm scared Ten o'clock, nighttime in New York It's weird If you're looking for trouble Well, that's what you will find Mom and Pop, they will fuck you up For sure Love so deep, kills you in your sleep It's true Love keeps us together And love will keep us alive And we are criminals that never broke no laws And all we needed was a net to break our fall Ha, they're searching for diamonds They're grabbing at straws Sex and sin, sax and violins It's hell Wooden heads, furniture with legs For sale Love keeps us together And love will drive us insane And we are criminals that never broke no laws And all we needed was a net to break our fall Going home, back where I belong To stay The rays of light, they will turn the night To day Birds travel together Birds follow the sun And I am watching as the birds go flying home |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
Gangster of love
Gangster of love You with the cocktail in your hand You in your red Mercedes-Benz Goin' in one ear and out the other Cover up the pain with laughter, baby I'm not laughing I'm not laughing Hey, Al Capone Is that who you think you are? All the girls all around the world Well, they wanna shake your hand It won't be long You'll need an alibi A little bird told me what he'd heard Is it really true? Gangster of love Gangster of love I'm gonna take you for a ride And hit you right between the eyes You can hear the pretty music playing, well Listen to the words, they're saying You can hear them calling Hear them calling Hey, Al Capone You'll need a bodyguard Just like that You'll be laid out flat with a broken heart I shot you down Who's gonna help you now? Valentine's day Better hope and pray They'll be tearing you apart Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love I hear conversations In restaurants and bars I read all the papers And what they say is wrong It's such a fine, fine line Such a fine, fine line Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love. |
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from Talking Heads - Popular Favorites 1976-1992/Sand In The Vaseline (1992)
I'm hanging round the airport
I'm waiting for the plane Mm, something sweet and sticky Mm, runnin' down my hand Popsicle of love Gimme, gimme, gimme one of those (It's summertime, boy) Coconut delight Honey, honey, honey, don't let go (It's summertime, love) Mm, a kinky little sister Mm, a-wearin' rubber gloves A sexual health emergency A copulation fantasy You and me, ecstasy Hate to be reality Popsicle of love Gimme, gimme, gimme one of those (It's summertime, boy) I'm taking off my clothes Honey, honey, honey, don't let go (It's summertime, love) (Summertime, summertime, oo) (Summertime, summertime, oo) (Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo) (Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo) Ask, and it shall be given Pay, and ye shall receive Cigarettes and pantyhose Hit me in my funnybone Hynie hole, Tootsie roll Jelly roll, it's time to go Popsicle of love Gimme, gimme, gimme one of those (It's summertime, boy!) Coconut delight Honey, honey, honey, don't let go (It's summertime, love) I'm throwing up my hands Buddy, buddy, what's wrong with you (it's summertime, boy) I'm blowing up my mind Lemme, lemme see what I can do (It's summertime, love) (Summertime, summertime, oo) (Summertime, summertime, oo) (Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo) (Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo) (Summertime, oo) (Summertime, oo) (Sugar bee, oo) (Sugar bee, oo) (Summertime, summertime, oo) (Summertime, oo) (Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo) (Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo) |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I Can't relax I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire Don't touch me I'm a real live wire Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away You start a conversation you can't even finish it. You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything. When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed. Say something once, why say it again? Psycho Killer, Qu'est-ce que c'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la Realisant mon espoir Je me lance, vers la gloire ... OK We are vain and we are blind I hate people when they're not polite Psycho Killer, Qu'est-ce que c'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Psycho Killer, Qu'est-ce que c'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.... |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Everyone is trying to get to the bar
The name of the bar, the bar is called Heaven The band in Heaven, they play my favorite song They play it once again, they play it all night long Heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens Heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens There is a party, everyone is there Everyone will leave at exactly the same time It's hard to imagine that nothing at all Could be so exciting, could be so much fun Yeah, heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens Yeah, heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens And when this kiss is over, it will start again Will not be any different, will be exactly the same It's hard to imagine that nothing at all Could be so exciting, could be this much fun Yeah, heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens Heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Oh, oh, baby you can walk, you can talk just like me
You can walk, you can talk just like me You can look, tell me what you see You can look, you won't see nothing like me If you look around the world Oh, baby you can walk, you can talk just like me With a little practice you can walk like, talk just like me If that's what you wanna do Well you can look, you'll walk in circles around me But first, I'll walk in circles around you But first, I'll walk around the world I'm walking 'round the world I...you can I'll walk in circles around you But first, show me what you can do |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
"Damn that television...what a bad picture"
"Don't get upset, it's not a major disaster" "There's nothing on tonight," he said, "I don't know what's the matter!" "Nothing's ever on," she said, "so...I don't know why you bother." We've heard this little scene, we've heard it many times People fighting over little things and wasting precious time They might be better off...I think...the way it seems to me Making up their own shows, which might be better than T.V. Judy's in the bedroom, inventing situations Bob is on the street today, scouting up locations They've enlisted all their family They've enlisted all their friends It helped save their relationship And made it work again... Their show gets real high ratings, they think they have a hit There might even be a spinoff, but they're not sure 'bout that If they ever watch T.V. again, it'd be too soon for them Bob never yells about the picture now, he's having too much fun Judy's in the bedroom, inventing situations Bob is on the street today, scouting up locations They've enlisted all their family They've enlisted all their friends It helped save their relationship And made it work again... So think about this little scene, apply it to your life If your work isn't what you love, then something isn't right Just look at Bob and Judy, they're happy as can be Inventing situations, putting them on T.V. Judy's in the bedroom, inventing situations Bob is on the street today, he's having a vacation They've enlisted all their family They've enlisted all their friends It helped save their relationship And made it work again... |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
What about the time?
You were rollin' over Fall on your face You must be having fun Walk lightly! Think of a time. You'd best believe This think is real Put away that gun This part is simple Try to recognize What is in you mind God help us! Help us loose our minds These slippery people help us understand what's the matter with him? He's alright! I see his face The lord won't mind Don't play no games He's alright Love from the bottom to the top Turn like a wheel He's alright See for yourself The lord won't mind We're gonna move Right now Turn like a wheel inside a wheel I remember when Sittin' in the tub Pulled out the plug The water was runnin' out Cool down Stop acting crazy They're gonna leave And we'll be on our own Seven times five They were living creatures Watch 'em come to life Right before your eyes Backsliding! How do you do? These slippery people Gonna see you through |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Watch out you might get what you're after
Cool babies strange but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house Hold tight wait till the party's over Hold tight We're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Here's your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin' overboard The transportation is here Close enough but not too far, Maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire All wet hey you might need a raincoat Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight Three hundred sixty five degrees Burning down the house It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work baby what did you except Gonna burst into flame My house S'out of the ordinary That's might Don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin' yet Everything's stuck together I don't know what you expect starring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
IFE DURING WARTIME
Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons packed up and ready to go Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway a place where nobody knows The sound of gunfire, off in the distance I'm getting used to it now Lived in a brownstone, lived in the ghetto I've lived all over this town This ain't no party, this ain't no disco this ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, or lovey dovey I ain't got time for that now Transmit the message, to the receiver hope for an answer some day I got three passports, couple of visas don't even know my real name High on a hillside, trucks are loading everything's ready to roll I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime I might not ever get home This ain't no party, this ain't no disco this ain't no fooling around This ain't no mudd club, or C. B. G. B. I ain't got time for that now Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit? Heard about Pittsburgh, P. A.? You oughta know not to stand by the window somebody might see you up there I got some groceries, some peanut butter to last a couple of days But I ain't got no speakers ain't got no headphones ain't got no records to play Why stay in college? Why go to night school? Gonna be different this time? Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard I can't write nothing at all This ain't no party, this ain't no disco this ain't no fooling around I'd love you hold you, I'd like to kiss you I ain't got no time for that now Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock we blended in with the crowd We got computers, we're tapping phone lines I know that ain't allowed We dress like students, we dress like housewives or in a suit and a tie I changed my hairstyle so many times now don't know what I look like! You make me shiver, I feel so tender we make a pretty good team Don't get exhausted, I'll do some driving you ought to get you some sleep Get you instructions, follow directions then you should change your address Maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day whatever you think is best Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks? They won't help me survive My chest is aching, burns like a furnace the burning keeps me alive Try to stay healthy, physical fitness don't want to catch no disease Try to be careful, don't take no chances you better watch what you say |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Nothing can come between us
Nothing gets you down Nothing strikes your fancy Nothing turns you on You don't have to wait for more instructions No one makes a monkey out of me We lie on our backs, feet in the air Rest and relaxation rocket to my brain Snap into position Bounce till you ache Step out of line (and) You end up in jail Bring me a doctor I have a hole in my head They are just people And I'm not afraid Doctor, doctor We have nothing in our pockets We continue But we have nothing left to offer Faces pressed against the window Hey...they are just my friends Check this out, don't be so slick Break our backs, it goes like this We are born without eyesight We are born without sin And our mama protects us From the cold and the rain We're in no hurry Sugar and spice We sing in the darkness We open our eyes (Open up) I can't believe it And people are strange Our president's crazy Did you hear what he said? Business and pleasure Lie right to your face Divide it in sections And give it away Well, there are no big secrets Don't believe what you read We have great big bodies We got great big heads Run--a, run--a, run it all together Check it out Still don't make no sense Makin' flippy floppy Tryin' to do my best Lock the door We kill the beast Kill it! |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Now lemme tell you a story
The devil he has a plan A bag a' bones in his pocket Got anything you want No dust and no rocks The whole thing is over All these beauties in solid motion All those beauties, gonna swallow you up Hi hi hi hi hi, One time too many Too far to go I- We come to take you home And when they split those atoms It's hotter than the sun Blood is a special substance They gonna pray for that man So wake up young lovers The whole thing is over Watch but touch monkeys All that blood, gonna swallow you whole Hi hi hi hi hi What's that? Who's driving? Where we goin'? Who knows? I- We come to take you home How many people do you think I am Pretend I am somebody else You can pretend I'm and old millionaire A millionaire washing his hands Rattle the bones, dreams that stick out A medical chart on the wall Soft violence and hands touch your throat Ev'ryone wants to explode And when your hands get dirty Nobody knows you at all Don't have a window to slip out of Lights on, nobody home Click click- see ya later Beta beta- no time to rest Pika pika- risky business All that blood, will never cover that mess. Hi hi hi hi hi So soft hard feelings What's that, who's driving No tricks lets go I- We come to take you home I- We come to take you home Hi hi hi hi hi etc. |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Well, I'm dressed up so nice
An' I'm doin' my best An' I'm startin' over.. I'm startin' over in another place Lemme tell you a story Big chief with a golden crown He's got rings on his fingers And then he walks up, up to the throne He's makin' shapes with his hands An' don't choo dare sit back Now don't choo dare sit down And don't choo dare speak up! And on the first day, we had everything we could stand Ooh who could've asked for more? And on the second day, there was nothing else left to do Ooh what a day that was. There are 50,000 beggars Roaming in the streets They have lost all their possessions They have nothing left to eat Down come a bolt of lightning Start an electrical storm Starts a chain reaction Go pull a fire alarm I'm dreaming of a city It was my own invention I put the wheels in motion A time for big decisions And on the first day, we had everything we could stand Ooh and then we let it fall And on the second day, there was nothing else at all Ooh what a day that was. Oh a day that was Ooh that's the way it goes There's a million ways- to get things done There's a million ways- to make things work out. Well I'm going right through And the light came down Well they're roundin' 'em up from all over town They're movin' forward and backwards They're movin' backwards and front And they're enjoying themselves Moving in ev'ry direction And if you feel like you're in a whirlpool You feel like going home You feel like talking to someone Who know the difference between right and wrong And on the first day, we had everything we could stand Ooh and then we let it fall And on the second day, there was nothing else left at all Ooh what a day that was. (We're go(in') boom boom boom That's the way we live And in a great big room and That's the way we live.) x3 |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Home is where I want to be Pick me up and turn me around I feel numb - burn with a weak heart (So I) guess I must be having fun The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground Head in the sky It's okay I know nothing's wrong . . nothing Hi yo I got plenty of time Hi yo you got light in your eyes And you're standing here beside me I love the passing of time Never for money Always for love Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight Home - is where I want to be But I guess I'm already there I come home - -she lifted up her wings Guess that this must be the place I can't tell one from another Did I find you, or you find me? There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be Hi yo We drift in and out Hi yo sing into my mouth Out of all those kinds of people You got a face with a view I'm just an animal looking for a home Share the same space for a minute or two And you love me till my heart stops Love me till I'm dead Eyes that light up, eyes look through you Cover up the blank spots Hit me on the head Ah ooh |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here? Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. And you may ask yourself How do I work this? And you may ask yourself Where is that large automobile? And you may tell yourself This is not my beautiful house! And you may tell yourself This is not my beautiful wife! Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Water dissolving...and water removing There is water at the bottom of the ocean Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean! Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/in the silent water Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground. Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. And you may ask yourself What is that beautiful house? And you may ask yourself Where does that highway go? And you may ask yourself Am I right?...Am I wrong? And you may tell yourself MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE? Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/in the silent water Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground. Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down Letting the days go by/water flowing underground Into the blue again/after the money's gone Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground. Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
What you gonna do when you get out of jail?
Im gonna have some fun What do you consider fun? Fun, natural fun Im in heaven With my boyfriend, my laughing boyfriend Theres no beginning and there is no end Time isnt present in that dimention Hell take my arm When were walkin, rolling and rocking Its one time Im glad Im not a man Feels like Im dreaming, but Im not sleeping Im in heaven With the maven of funk mutation Clintons musicians such as Bootsy Collins Raise expectations to a new intention No one can sing Quite like Smokey, Smokey Robinson Wailin and shakin to Bob Marley Reggaes expanding with Sly and Robbie All the weekend Boyfriend was missing I surely miss him The way hed hold me in his warm arms We went insane when we took cocaine. Stepping in a rhythm to a Kurtis Blow Who needs to think when your feet just go With a hiditihi and a hipitiho Who needs to think when your feet just go ... Who needs to think when your feet just go ... James Brown, James Brown James Brown, James Brown If you see him Please remind him, unhappy boyfriend Well hes the genius of love Hes got a greater depth of feeling Well hes the genius of love Hes so deep. |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
I . . . Who took the money?
Who took the money away? I . . . It's always showtime Here at the edge of the stage I, I, I, wake up and wonder What was the place, what was the name? We wanna wait, but here we go again... I . . . takes over slowly But doesn't last very long I . . . no need to worry Evr'ything's under control O - U - T But no hard feelings What do you know? Take you away We're being taken for a ride again I got a girlfriend that's better than that She has the smoke in her eyes She's moving up, going right through my house She's ginna give me surprise Better than this, know that It's right I think you can if you like I git a girlfriend with bows in her hair And nothing is better than that Down, down in the basement We hear the sound of machines I, I, I'm driving in circles Come to my senses sometimes Why, why, why, why start it over? Nothing was lost, everthing's free I don't care how impossible it seems Somebody calls you but you cannot hear Get closer to be far away Only one look and that's all that we need Maybe that's all that it takes All that it takes, all that it takes All that it takes, all that it takes I got a girlfriend that's betther than that And she goes wherever she likes. (there she goes...) I got a girlfriend that's better than that Now everyone's getting involved She's moving up going right through my heart We might not ever get caught Going right through (try to stay cool) going through, staying cool I got a girlfriend that's better than that And nothing is better than you I got a girlfriend thats better that this And you don't remember at all As we get older and stop making sense You won't find her waiting long Stop making sense, stop making sense...stop making sense, making sense I got a girlfriend that's better than that And nothing is better that this ( is it? ) |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
I don't know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through Take my money, my cigarettes I haven't seen the worst of it yet I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river, drop me in the water Take me to the river, dip me in the water Washing me down, washing me down I don't know why you treat me so bad Think of all the things we could have had Love is an ocean that I can't forget My sweet sixteen I would never regret I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river, drop me in the water Push me in the river, dip me in the water Washing me down, washing me Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me Till I can't, till I can't, till I can't take no more of it Take me to the water, drop me in the river Push me in the water, drop me in the river Washing me down, washing me down I don't know why I love you like I do All the troubles you put me through Sixteen candles there on my wall And here am I the biggest fool of them all I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river and drop me in the water Dip me in the river, drop me in the water Washing me down, washing me down. |
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from Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (1999)
Lost my shape
Trying to act casual Can't stop I might end up in the hospital Changing my shape I feel like an accident They're back To explain their experience Isn't it weird? Looks too obscure to me Wasting away That was their policy I'm ready to leave I push the fact in front of me Facts lost Yeah, facts are never what they seem to be Nothing there No information left of any kind L-l-lifting my head L-l-looking for the danger signs There was a line There was a formula Sharp as a knife Facts cut a hole in us There was a line There was a formula Sharp as a knife Facts cut a hole in us I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting The feeling returns Whenever we close our eyes Lifting my head Looking around inside The island of doubt It's like the taste of medicine Working by hindsight Got the message from the oxygen M-m-making a list Find the cost of opportunity Doing it right Facts are useful in emergencies The feeling returns Whenever we close our eyes Lifting my head Looking around inside Facts are simple and facts are straight Facts are lazy and facts are late Facts all come with points of view Facts don't do what I want them to Facts just twist the truth around Facts are living turned inside out Facts are getting the best of them Facts are nothing on the face of things I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting I'm still waiting, I-I-I'm still waiting |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
Last time she jumped out the window
Well, she only turned and smiled You might think she would say something But you'd have to wait a while Well, the lady don't mind No, no, no, the lady don't mind She just turns her head and disappears And I kinda like that style Little boat floats on the river It's drifting through a haze She floats by whenever she wants to Well, there she goes again Well, it's no trouble at all No, no, no trouble at all Well, what she does is all right with me And I kinda like that style Come on, come on, I go up and down I like this curious feeling I know, I see, It's like make-believe Cover your ears so you can hear what I'm saying I'm not lost, but I don't know where I am I got a question All right, all right, this is what we like Who knows, who knows what I'm thinking? She says love is not what she's after But everybody knows Each time she looks in the mirror Well, she lets her feelings show Well, the lady don't mind No, no, no, the lady don't mind She just turns around and disappears And I kinda like that style Uh-oh, uh-oh, here we go again I don't know, Don't know what I'm sayin' Hey man, hey man, I sure don't feel the same. She likes to say what she's feeling Hey, did I get a big surprise? I know you think so Come on, come on, she says anything Who knows, who knows what she's thinking? Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
I'm looking and I'm dreaming for the first time
I'm inside and I'm outside at the same time And everything is real Do I like the way I feel? When the world crashes in into my living room Television man made me what I am People like to put the television down But we are just good friends (I'm a) television man I knew a girl, she was a macho man But it's alright, I wasn't fooled for long This is the place for me I'm the king, and you're the queen CHORUS Take a walk in the beautiful garden Everyone would like to say hello It doesn't matter what you say Come and take us away The world crashes in, into my living room The world crashes in, into my living room The world crashes in, into my living room The world crashes in, into my living room And we are still good friends...(Television man) I'm watching everything...(Television man) Television man...(Television man) I'm watching everything...(Television man) Television man...and I'm gonna say We are still good friends...and I'm trying to be Watchin' everything...and I gotta say We are still good friends...You know the way it is Television man...I've got what you need We are still good friends...I know the way you are Television man...I know what you're tryin' to be Watchin' everything...and I gotta say That's how the story ends. |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
And she was lying in the grass
And she could hear the highway breathing And she could see a nearby factory She's making sure she is not dreaming See the lights of a neighbor's house Now, she's starting to rise Take a minute to concentrate And she opens up her eyes The world was moving, and she was right there with it, and she was The world was moving, she was floating above it, and she was And she was And she was drifting through the backyard And she was taking off her dress And she was moving very slowly Rising up above the Earth Moving into the universe, and she's Drifting this way and that Not touching ground at all, and she's Up above the yard The world was moving, and she was right there with it, and she was The world was moving, she was floating above it, and she was She was glad about it, no doubt about it She isn't sure what she's done No time to think about what to tell them No time to think about what she's done And she was, hey-hey, hey-hey, hey And she was looking at herself And things were looking like a movie She had a pleasant elevation She's moving out in all directions The world was moving, and she was right there with it, and she was The world was moving, she was floating above it, and she was, hey, hey Joining the world of missing persons, and she was, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Missing enough to feel alright, and she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was And she was |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
I'm wearing-a fur pajamas
I ride a hot potato It's tickling my fancy Speak up, I can't hear you Here on this mountaintop, oh-oh-oh I got some wild, wild life I got some news to tell you, oh-oh About some wild, wild life Here come the doctor in charge, oh-oh-oh She's got some wild, wild life Ain't that the way you like it, oh-oh? Living wild, wild life I'll wrestle with your conscience You wrestle with your partner Sitting on a windowsill But he spends his time behind closed doors So check out mister businessman, oh-oh-oh He bought some wild, wild life On the way to the stock exchange, oh-oh-oh He got some wild, wild life Pick it up when he opens the door, oh-oh-oh He doing wild, wild life I know it's the way you like it, oh-oh Living wild, wild Peace of mind It's a piece of cake Thought control You get on board any time you like Like sitting on pins and needles Things fall apart It's scientific Sleeping on the Interstate, oh-oh-oh Getting wild, wild life Checking in and checking out, oh-oh-oh I got 'em, wild, wild life Spending all of my money and time, oh-oh-oh On too much wild, wild life We wanna go and we go where we go, oh-oh-oh Ah, doing wild, wild life I know it, that's how we start, oh-oh-oh Got some wild, wild life Take a picture here in the daylight, oh-oh And it's a wild, wild life You've grown so tall, you've grown so fast, oh-oh-oh Wild, wild And I know that's the way you like it, oh-oh Living wild, wild, wild, wild life |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
I was born in a house with the television always on
Guess I grew up too fast And I forgot my name We're in cities at night, and we got time on our hands So leave the driving to us And it's the real thing And you're rolling Together With me And I can love you Like a color TV Now, love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale Got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it Got love for sale Got love for sale You can put your lipstick all over my designer jeans I'll be a video for you If you turn my dial You can cash my check if you go down to the bank, down to the bank You get two for one For a limited time, a limited time Push my button The toast pops up Love and money Gettin' all Mixed up, whoah And now, love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale Got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it Got love for sale Got love for sale Love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale I got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it, whoah I got love for sale Got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it I got love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
I wanna bicycle
I wanna popsicle I wanna space face Buy me a cherry face now Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! I wanna video I wanna rock and roll Take me to the shopping mall Buy me a rubber ball now Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Every night sun goes down And the people are staying at home You can tell your momma & daddy Leave those children alone They know what they're doin' They ain't runnin' away Uncle John said, "Tell Aunt Mary I got nothing to say" (And she say:) Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Hey now! Hey now! Hey now now! Ho--- Would the light come hitcha in the eye Hey--- Gonna stop, gonna getcha by surprise! Every night when the sun goes down And the people are staying at home You can tell your momma & daddy Leave those children alone They know what they're doin' They ain't runnin' away Uncle John said, "Tell Aunt Mary I got nothing to say" (And she said!) Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Ho--- Would the light come hitcha in the eye Hey--- Gonna stop, gonna getcha by surprise I am the king of the world The boss of the boys & girls You can live till a 100 & 10 If you listen to what I said Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now Hey now Hey now Hey now now |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
Baby your mind is a radio
Got a reciever inside my head Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength Lemme tell you what it says: Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...Of a brand-new world. So look at my fingers vibrate From their tip down down to my toes Now I'm recieving your signal We're gonna leave the land of noise Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...Of a brand-new world. Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...Of a brand-new world. Now you and I have no secrets Now baby, lemme read your mind I hear ev'rything you're thinking You can't help the way you sound Transmitter! Picking up something good. Hey! Radio head! The sound...Of a brand-new world Oh! Radio Head Radio Head Radio Head Radio Head |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
Hey, signs
Signs are lost Signs disappear Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone And a ghostwritten biography Dogs start to rush in Hungry for some food Dogs start a-twitching And they're looking at you It was light By five Torn all apart All in the name of democracy He's hurt He's dying Claimed he was a terrorist Claimed to avert a catastrophe Someone shoulda told him That the buck stops here No one ever said He was involved with thieves And they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Somebody could have told us where they go Crawling all around Looking for foot, foot, footprints Now tell me, what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards What the hell is going on? No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" She's blind, and they're blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Whoo, blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Yeah, they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind |
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'Round and 'round
and we won't let go And where we stop no one knows uh-huh uh-huh Down and down in a spin we turn Looking like we'll never learn uh-huh uh-huh Think about what ev'ryone is saying Ruby dear Oh don't you hear Late at night when the radio is playing Ruby dear So looky here Oh this record's broken It slips a beat And all those watermelons Have gone to seed Nothing lives in this dirty little river No one here Will shed a tear It dried up but it couldn't run forever Ruby dear That's what we hear I still like the ocean Down by the sea They left that door wide open It tempted me Hounding me from the bedroom to the kitchen Ruby dear I'm still right here Now they throwed the fox amongst the chickens It's too deep I'll drown in my sleep! Angels and prostitutes They might look the same And if to Hell we're going I'll see you there 'Round and 'round and we won't let go And where we stop no one knows uh-huh uh-huh Down the street where the bonfires glow Looking like they lost control uh-huh uh-huh Settle down in that rocking chair Breathing in that rotten air uh-huh uh-huh Johnny Jones fell fast asleep Down a hole where the rocks are steep uh-huh uh-huh |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
Hey, signs
Signs are lost Signs disappear Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone And a ghostwritten biography Dogs start to rush in Hungry for some food Dogs start a-twitching And they're looking at you It was light By five Torn all apart All in the name of democracy He's hurt He's dying Claimed he was a terrorist Claimed to avert a catastrophe Someone shoulda told him That the buck stops here No one ever said He was involved with thieves And they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Somebody could have told us where they go Crawling all around Looking for foot, foot, footprints Now tell me, what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards What the hell is going on? No sense of harmony No sense of time Don't mention harmony Say what is it, what is it, what is it? Give a little shock And he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Say what is it, what is it, what is it? He was shot down in the night People ride by, but his body's still alive Girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me Says, "I don't want to die" She's blind, and they're blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Whoo, blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Yeah, they're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind |
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from Talking Heads - Remixed (2001)
I was born in a house with the television always on
Guess I grew up too fast And I forgot my name We're in cities at night, and we got time on our hands So leave the driving to us And it's the real thing And you're rolling Together With me And I can love you Like a color TV Now, love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale Got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it Got love for sale Got love for sale You can put your lipstick all over my designer jeans I'll be a video for you If you turn my dial You can cash my check if you go down to the bank, down to the bank You get two for one For a limited time, a limited time Push my button The toast pops up Love and money Gettin' all Mixed up, whoah And now, love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale Got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it Got love for sale Got love for sale Love is here C'mon and try it I got love for sale I got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it, whoah I got love for sale Got love for sale And, now, love is here C'mon and try it I got love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love |
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