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Oblivion With Bells, the lyrics thread **SPOILERS**
Ring Road
------------- i want you to be the way i want you to be and when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape something sticky for security wrapped tight around a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me in a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury 2-bedroomed apartments overlook the traffic lights next to the rails it's a hot day it's a, it's a hot day a lazy day for some but i'm bringing from the inside all these things i see a wall i know it's gonna fall down maybe hurt somebody after it's been tagged and fly posted it's a rush job it looks good for long enough knock em out and sell em move on it's a fast buck and the race is on to get in get out get what you want get out it's the short-term the long-term can look after itself unless you happen to be living here i've got to stop (chorus) people are squinting to block out the sun complaining or soaking it up praying for rain the next minute for a scorched earth what's it worth enough is never enough let's have a little moan put the world to right sit back and watch it all slide by it's a view from a train pay somebody else to drive see the suits i see the suits sunning themselves on the steps of the supermarket and i think of you and i'm alone like this burning from the inside i found a new door i didn't know where it went i went through i came out in this shopping mall where boys wear england shirts and west ham shirts and arsenal shirts and the boys from dagenham wear jackets called harlem grinning at the door of the Ann Summers sex shop it's st. georges day and all the old people smile the young people look hungry looking for a new door i'm in the sun at the back of the shops where the purple wheelie bins are pushed against the doors that say fire exit the smell of grease there's a broken glass thing under my feet the boys stop for a smoke in the sun and watch girls cross from the job centre to the station a drunk stands in the door of a pub a bunch of pea sticks in one hand a cheery carrier bag hanging in the other hanging in the other girls in england shirts read the papers and giggle at the table in the cafe offering homemade dinners it's good food but your clothes come out smelling of grease i got my back to the rail at the end of the ally by the bypass you might have seen me scratching all these things inking it out deliver us from temptation and doubt there's an abandoned trolley call safe at radio 1 on and on and on and another england shirt out in the sun spring falls in pink on the blacktop and cracks black and yellow tape covers the scene, of a break in and every time i think of you i get my peace back *chorus*
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triple-glazed and pebble-dashed Last edited by BrotherLovesDub; 09-30-2007 at 10:08 AM. |
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Re: Oblivion With Bells, the lyrics thread **SPOILERS**
Boy Boy Boy:
---------------------- boy boy boy boy wraps his arm around a skinny thing naked around, naked around, naked around naked around the middle she's a sleepwalker with an expensive bag cruising cubicles cash thrills cruising and thinking, a cap and hood straps hanging down your black legs (pig pig pig pig stick that word out at your best mark remember, remember, remember, remembering) all your sundays come back to haunt me i like to hurt myself like this sometimes what you want from me this time do you want a spoon carrying another wound like an addiction when you caught your affliction i'm in a rage, i'm in a rage, i'm in a rage i knew i refused to hand it over burn me, burn me, burn me, burn me i know what's going to happen next (stood at the next table touching the lips with love) okay now it's clear you can look clean clean there's something (chromium) tattooed dad is getting dirty and a (tired thing, boooze) off with your head off with your head (your/you're) razor wire beauty you're going straight, you're going straight, you're going straight but sometimes you gotta show them i like to hurt myself like this sometimes what you want from me this time do you want a spoon carrying another wound like an addiction when you caught your affliction
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Re: Oblivion With Bells, the lyrics thread **SPOILERS**
lol I see BLD is busy....
good to have in advance though
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Re: Oblivion With Bells, the lyrics thread **SPOILERS**
Holding the Moth
----------------------- with a glass eye on you with a glass eye on you electric eye on you who loves to be touched with a glass eye on you electric eye on you who could dance like you, dance like you, pleasure dance like you, delay keep it simple, one foot goes down, keep it simple one foot in front of the other keep it simple, one, to repeat never to part the sky one, to repeat can you feel the darkness on you like a dog? with a glass eye on you electric eye on you who loves to be touched with a glass eye on you who could dance like you, pleasure all day can you feel it? i'm holding the moth, moth i'm holding the moth floating under the net fall down to my knees, kiss off, kiss off. in the rain, stain, to embrace the mouth of every day every car that never came you walked away, you walked away you took me home, you took me in, you left me. when do we get out of here, this perfect skin with a glass eye on you electric eye on you who loves to be touched who could dance like you, dance all day keep it simple, keep it one foot goes down in front of the other one foot in front of the other never part this sky real thing. is this your version? only a copy leap on, leap off but i don't know you and i don't remember you I need a light on in matted soul and disconnected why didn't you call why didn't I call, to laugh with you bouncing, bouncing is it play town? is it play town? roll the ball with the blue slush cup date line, be my cell phone connection with a glass eye on you electric eye on you who loves to be touched who could dance like you, pleasure all day keep it simple one foot goes down in front of the other one foot in front of the other one, to ever part this sky you feel you walked away, you walked away you took me home, you took me in, you left me. you walked away, you walked away you took me home, you took me in, you left me. you walked away, you walked away you took me home, you took me in, you left me. when do we get out of here this perfect skin (repeating) you walked away, you walked away you took me home, you took me in, you left me. when do we get out of here, this perfect skin with a glass eye on you electric eye on you who loves to be touched who could dance like you, dance all day keep it simple one foot goes down in front of the other one foot in front of the other never part this sky real thing ---------------------- Thanks to holden for doing the original Globe lyrics. These lyrics are awesome, and this song is amazing! Last edited by TheBang; 09-29-2007 at 02:09 PM. |
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Re: Oblivion With Bells, the lyrics thread **SPOILERS**
Quote:
spit that word out at your best (mom? man? moan?) |
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Re: Oblivion With Bells, the lyrics thread **SPOILERS**
i'm wanting to do faxed invitation but it's daunting. thanks for doing 'holding the moth'. without raz's help, my version of the lyrics would have been embarrassing for me. thanks!
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Re: Oblivion With Bells, the lyrics thread **SPOILERS**
faxed invitation lyrics
I don't wanna get dirty with two scoops and white flakes and jelly wrestling would you do it would you do it go down with the body huggers stroking clutches caressing on the corner lip to lip black and blond chocolate eye I don't wanna get dirty with two scoops and white flakes and jelly wrestling would you do it would you do it go down with the body huggers stroking clutches caressing on the corner lip to lip black and blond chocolate eye fundamental looking up at me your olive skin your unmarked beauty unconnected I don't feel the heat of you like you want me to up close and smiling no separate bills she's fantastic so fantastic, look at this this is a catsuit with fifteen colours faxed invitation to oblivion with bells technicolour delights someone pushing don't knock, push honey honey pure twisted squeeze you're a bean dog you're a bernard, but I, I feel so disconnected you smile when you give me everything this one cold, this one hot purple head breakfast water deep voice, dome head chewing behind the glass eyes and walking on the piss stains on a beautiful day craving company and legs look around me look gooder to me i saw you in an alley sharp and clean and focused like a hope when he smoked a cigarette looking away smelling something surgical that leaves a mark upon his neck where the place where you were talking when you looked so upset why were you hiding when I saw you in an alley sharp and clean like a hope I want someone pretty to give me time mmmm pretty and fit, smelling good an unknown lie animal calling hungry eye change the way I feel, on a wheel bang jesus loves me on a yellow xylophone going home outside, look at me with your brown eyes lest we forget angel at the hotel sudden friction, say you and I I was born with a cartoon eye and a savioury style very strong feeling of freedom, liberty mmmm deep voice mmmm deep voice mmmm deep voice
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"I have always LOVED Underworld" - Sir Elton John Last edited by King of Snake; 10-01-2007 at 05:21 AM. |
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