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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low And resentment rides But emotion won't grow And we're changing our ways Taking different roads Then love love will tear us apart again Love love will tear us apart again Why is the bedroom so cold Turned away on your side Is my timing that flawed Every feeling run so dry Yet there's still this appeal That we've through our lives And love love will tear us apart again Love love will tear us apart again you cry out in your sleep All my failings exposed Get a taste in my mouth As desperation takes hold Just it something so good Just can't function no more And love love will tear us apart again love love will tear us apart again love love will tear us apart again love love will tear us apart again |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
When I`m with you baby I go out of my head
I just can`t get enough I just can`t get enough All the things you do to me And everything you said I just can`t get enough I just can`t get enough We slip and slide as we fall in love And I just can`t seem to get enough Tsu...r Tsu...r Tsu...r We walk together We`re walking down the street I just can`t get enough I just can`t get enough Everytime I think of you I know we have to meet I just can`t get enough I just can`t get enough It`s getting hotter, it`s a burning love And I just can`t seem to get enough Tsu...r Tsu...r Tsu...r And when it rains You`re shining down for me I just can`t get enough I just can`t get enough Just like a rainbow You know you set me free I just can`t get enough I just can`t get enough You`re like an angel and you give me your love And I just can`t seem to get enough Tsu...r Tsu...r Tsu...r Tsu...r. |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
in a manner of speaking I just want to say
that I could never forget the way you told me everything by saying nothing in a manner of speaking I don't understand how love in silence becomes reprimand but the way that I feel about you is beyond words oh give me the words, oh give me the words that tell me nothing oh give me the words, oh give me the words that tell me everything in a manner of speaking semantics won't do in this life that we live we only make do and the way that we feel might have to be sacrified so in a manner of speaking I just want to say that just like you I should find a way to tell you everything by saying nothing |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting on death row You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton The money feels good And your life you like it well But surely your time will come As in heaven, as in hell You see, he feels like Ivan Born under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of the harder they come You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun No need for the Black Maria Goodbye to the Brixton sun You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun You can crush us You can bruise us You can even shoot us Oh, the guns of Brixton Shot down on the pavement Waiting in death row His game is called survivin' As in heaven as in hell You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
Went to a party
I danced all night I drank sixteen beers And I started up a fight But now I am jaded You're out of luck I'm rolling down the stairs Too drunk to fuck Too drunk to fuck Too drunk to fuck Too drunk, to fuck I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fuck I love your stories I like your gun Shooting out truck tires Sounds like loads and loads of fun But in my room Wish you were dead You ball like the baby In Eraserhead Too drunk to fuck Too drunk to fuck Too drunk to fuck I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fuck Too drunk to fuck Hmm Too drunk to fuck I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fuck Oh je suis trop bourree Pour baiser |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
In a sea of faces, in a sea of doubt
In this cruel place your voice above the maelstrom In the wake of this ship of fools I'm falling further down If you can see me, Marian, reach out and take me home... I hear you calling Marian Across the water Across the wave I hear you calling Marian Can you hear me calling you to Save me, Save me, save me from the grave... Marian Marian There's a weight above me And the pressure is all too strong To breathe deep, breathe long and hard To take the water down and go to sleep To sink still further baneath the fatal wave Marian I think I'm drowning This sea is killing me I hear you calling Marian Across the water Across the wave I hear you calling Marian Can you hear me calling you to Save me, save me, save me from the grave... Marian Marian Marian Marian |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
Making Plans For Nigel
(feat. Camille) (XTC) We're only making plans for Nigel We only want what's best for him We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel just needs this helping hand And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel He has his future in a british steel We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work Nigel is not outspoken But he likes to speak And loves to be spoken to Nigel is happy in his work Nigel is happy in his work |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
Come closer and see
See into the trees Find the girl If you can Come closer and see See into the dark Just follow your eyes Just follow your eyes I hear her voice Calling my name The sound is deep In the dark I hear her voice And start to run Into the trees Into the trees Suddenly I stop But I know it's too late I'm lost in a forest All alone The girl was never there It's always the same I'm running towards nothing Again and again and again and again And again and again and again and again And again and again and again and again And again and again and again and again And again and again and again and again and again |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
Moving forward using all my breath
Making love to you was never second best I saw the world thrashing all around your face Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you Dream of better lives the kind which never hate Dropped in the state of imaginary grace I made a pilgrimage to save this humans race Yes I did What I'm comprehending a race that long gone bye I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you The future's open wide I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you, yeah I'll stop the world and melt with you I'll stop the world and melt with you, yeah, yeah |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
Are teenage dreams so hard to beat?
Everytime she walks down the street Another girl in the neighbourhood Wish she was mine, she looks so good I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight Get teenage kicks right through the night I'm gonna call her on the telephone Invite her over 'cause I'm all alone I need excitement and I need it bad And it's the best I've ever had I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight Get teenage kicks right through the night I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight Get teenage kicks right through the night I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight Get teenage kicks right through the night |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
You're alone in the pack
You're feeling like you want to go home You're feeling unfinished but you keep on going The reason is there You'll be falling 'til your feet are gone Because your living a hoax Sell us what you suss Draw your brain, a sick inspiration Your pill illusion And then you follow a transfer If you don't know the game Then you're still part of it Because out on the streets It's strange Dodge the bullet or carry the gun The choice is yours Yeah, yeah! Look at the controller A nazi with a social degree A middle-class hero Rapist with your eyes on me You pay some masturbation A priest cheers for the nuns you fuck You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance But Jesus, Jesus Jesus wouldn't like it, no Jesus wouldn't like it, no |
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from Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague (2004)
Out of bed at eight AM
Out my head by half past ten Out with mates and dates and friends That's what I do at weekends I can't talk and I can't walk But I know where I'm going to go I'm going watch my money go At the Locarno When my feet go through the door I know what my right arm is for Buy a drink and pull a chair Up to the edge of the dance floor Bouncers bouncing through the night Trying to stop or starts a fight I sit and watch the flashing lights Moving legs in footless tights I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday Morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday Morning I like to venture into town I like to get a few drinks down The floor gets packed the bar gets full I don't like life when things get dull The hen praty have saved the night And freed themselves from drunken stags Having fun and dancing In a circle round their leather bags I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday Morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday Morning But two o'clock has come again It's time to leave this paradise Hope the chip shop isn't closed Cos' their pies are really nice I'll eat in the taxi queue Standing in someone else's spew Wish I had lipstick on my shirt Instead of piss stains on my shoes I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning |
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from 소울메이트 by 조진국 [ost] (2006)
This is not a love song
Happy to have Not to have not Big business is Very wise I'm crossing over into Enter prize This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song I'm adaptable And I like my new role I'm getting better and better And I have a new goal I'm changing my ways Where money applies This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song I'm going over to the over side I'm happy to have Not to have not Big business is Very wise I'm inside free Enter prise This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song Not television Behind the curtain Out of the cupboard You take the first train Into the big world Are you ready to grab the candle Not television This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song |
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from 소울메이트 by 조진국 [ost] (2006)
in a manner of speaking
I just want to say that I could never forget the way you told me everything by saying nothing in a manner of speaking I don't understand how love in silence becomes reprimand but the way that I feel about you is beyond words oh give me the words oh give me the words that tell me nothing oh give me the words oh give me the words that tell me everything in a manner of speaking semantics won't do in this life that we live we only make do and the way that we feel might have to be sacrified so in a manner of speaking I just want to say that just like you I should find a way to tell you everything by saying nothing oh give me the words oh give me the words that tell me nothing oh give me the words oh give me the words that tell me everything oh give me the words oh give me the words that tell me nothing oh give me the words oh give me the words that tell me everything |
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