Posts Tagged: Alternative

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Исполнитель: Tori Amos
Альбом: The Beekeeper
Год: 2005
Стиль: Alternative
Длительность: 4:16

Текст Sweet The Sting:
With a strut into the room
With his hat cocked sure defiantly
He said, “I, I have heard that you can play the way I like it to be played”
I said, “I can play anyway that you want, but first I want, I want to know…”

Baby, is it sweet, sweet, sweet the sting?
Is it real, this infusion?
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so, then somebody shake, shake, shake me sane
‘Cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

He said, “I lay my weapons down,
With my pistol fully loaded,
A hunted man to my root,
Will it end or begin in your cinnabar juice?”

Is it sweet, sweet, sweet your sting?
Is it real, your infusion?
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so, then somebody shake, shake, shake me sane
‘Cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

Love, let me breathe, breathe you in
Melt the confusion until there is, there is you… union

Baby, Is it sweet, sweet, sweet your sting?
Is it real, your infusion?
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so, then somebody shake, shake, shake me sane
‘Cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

baby, is it sweet?
baby, is it sweet?
oh, baby is it sweet?

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Исполнитель: Lou Reed
Альбом: Transformer
Год: 1972
Стиль: Alternative
Рейтинг: 1
Длительность: 2:59

Текст Vicious:
Lou Reed - Vicious

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you’re so vicious
Vicious, you want me to hit you with a stick
But all I’ve got is a guitar pick
Oh baby, you’re so vicious

When I watch you come, baby, I just want to run far away
You’re not the kind of person around I want to stay
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You’re not the kind of person that I want to meet
Baby, oh you’re so vicious, you’re so vicious

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you’re so vicious
Vicious, hey why don’t you swallow razor blades
You must think that I’m some kind of gay blade
But baby, you’re so vicious

When I see you coming I just have to run
You’re not good and you certainly aren’t very much fun
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You’re not the kind of person that I’d even want to meet
‘Cause you’re so vicious, baby, you’re so vicious
Vicious, vicious…

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Исполнитель: Lou Reed
Альбом: Set the Twilight Reeling
Год: 1996
Стиль: Alternative
Длительность: 5:04

Текст Set the Twilight Reeling:
Take me for what I am
a star newly emerging
Long simmering explodes
inside the self is reeling
In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood
in the muscle of my sex, in the mindful mindless love
I accept the new found man
and set the twilight reeling

At 5 am the moon and the sun
sit set before my window
Light glances off the blue glass we set
right before the window
And you who accept, in your soul and your head
what was misunderstood, what was thought of with dread
a new self is born, the other self dead
I accept the new found man
and set the twilight reeling

A soul singer stands on the stage
the spotlight shows him sweating
He sinks to one knee, seems to cry
the horn are unrelenting
But as the drums beats he finds himself growing hard
in the microphone’s face he sees her face growing large
and the swelling crescendo no longer retards
I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling

As the twilight sunburst gleams
as the chromium moon it sets
As I lose all my regrets
and set the twilight reeling
I accept the new found man
and set the twilight reeling

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Исполнитель: Lou Reed
Альбом: Set the Twilight Reeling
Год: 1996
Стиль: Alternative
Длительность: 4:19

Текст Hookywooky:
Lou Reed - Hookywooky

I’m standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on canal street’s so noisy
It’s a shock
And someone’s shooting fireworks or a gun
On the next block

An-an-and, I wanna hookywooky with you
I wanna hookywooky with you

The traffic’s so noisy it’s a shock
Sounds like fireworks or a gun on the next block
Ah, hookywooky with you

Your ex-lover satchel is here from france
Yet another ex
They gather about you like a mother superior
All of you still friends, but -
None of my old flames ever talk to me when things
End for me they end
They take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains

An-an-and, I wanna hookywooky with you
Ah-ha-ha-ha, I wanna hookywooky with you

Then they take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains, sayin’ -
I wanna hookywooky with you

You’re so civilized it hurts

I guess I could learn a lot, ha-ha…
About people, plants and relationships
How not to get hurt a lot
And each lover I meet up your roof
I wouldn’t want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky, down into the streets to die
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
And each lover I meet up on your roof
I wouldn’t want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky
Under the wheels of a car to die on canal street

Ah-ah-hi, I wanna, ah, hookywooky with you
Ah-huh, huh-huh-huh-ah
I wanna hookywooky with you

I wouldn’t want to throw him off into the chemical sky
Down into the streets to die
Under the wheels of a car on canal street

Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hookywooky
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hookywooky
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hooky-hooky-hooky-wooky
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)

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Исполнитель: Tori Amos
Альбом: The Beekeeper
Год: 2005
Стиль: Alternative
Длительность: 3:54

Текст Parasol:
When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms to terms with this
My world will change for me
I haven’t moved since the call came
Since the call came I haven’t moved
I stare at the wall knowing on the other side
The storm that waits for me

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can’t betray
If I’m the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame

I have no need for a sea view
For a sea view I have no need
I have my little pleasures
This wall being one of these

When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms with this whip lash
of silk on wool embroidery

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can’t betray
If I’m the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame
I will be safe
In my frame
In your house
In your frame

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Исполнитель: Nico
Альбом: Chelsea girl
Год: 1966
Стиль: Alternative
Рейтинг: -1
Длительность: 3:33

Текст These days:
I’ve been out walking
I don’t do too much talking these days
These days
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do

And all the times I had
The chance to

I stopped my rambling
I don’t do too much gambling these days
These days
These days I seem to think about
How all the changes came about my way

And I wonder if I’d see another
Highway

I had a lover
I don’t think I’ll risk another these days
These days
And if I seem to be afraid
To live the life that I have made in song
It’s just that I’ve been losing
So long

La la la la la
La la

I’d stop my dreaming
I won’t do too much scheming these days
These days
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter turns to ten

Please don’t confront me with my failures
I had not forgotten them

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Исполнитель: Tori Amos
Альбом: The Beekeeper
Год: 2005
Стиль: Alternative
Длительность: 3:50

Текст Ireland:
Drivin’ in my Saab
on my way to Ireland
it’s been a long time
it’s been a long time
Drivin’ with my friends
on my way to Ireland
it’s been a long time
it’s been a long time

So when I was out
in the desert
And a cowboy
tried to lasso me
He said your red
and made of clay
a virgin portrait
I let him wake me
but decided not to stay

Next in New York
I fell out with a dragon
Of the white collar kind
but just as ferocious
I remembered Macha
running faster than the horses
Then an encounter with
a voice that caressed me

Wasn’t it you who
held off a surrender
To one spoiled nun
who taught you the names
of the mountains
on the moon
and then a Jesuit
proceeded to arrange your soul
while I prayed
on my knees

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Исполнитель: Tori Amos
Альбом: Caught a Lite Sneeze
Год: 1996
Стиль: Alternative
Рейтинг: 1
Длительность: 0:55

Текст Graveyard:
Here
I said
don’t even let this go
and it’s
hey to that old man
I’m coming in the graveyard
with my little tune
it’s june
I said she’s gone
but I”m alive
I’m alive
I’m coming in the graveyard
to sing you to sleep
now

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Исполнитель: Tori Amos
Альбом: Caught a Lite Sneeze
Год: 1996
Стиль: Alternative
Рейтинг: 1
Длительность: 4:26

Текст Caught a Lite Sneeze (Unedited Version):
Caught a light sneeze
Caught a light breeze
Caught a lightweight lightning seed
Boys on my left side
Boys on my right side
Boys in the middle
And you’re not here
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo
I need a big loan from the girl zone

Building, tumbling down
Didn’t know our love was so small
Couldn’t stand at all
Mr. St. John, Just bring your son

The spire is hot and my cells can’t feed
And you still got that Belle
Dragging your foots, yes
I’m hiding it well Sister Ernestine
But I still got that Belle dragging my foots, yes

Building, tumbling down
Didn’t know our love was so small
Couldn’t stand at all
Mr. St. John, Just bring your son

Right on time
You get closer and closer
Called my name but there’s no way in use that fame
Rent your wife and kids today, yeah maybe she will
I said a maybe she will
Caught a light sneeze
Dreamed a little dream
Made my own pretty hate machine
Boys on my left side
Boys on my right side
Boys in the middle and you’re not here
Boys in their dresses and you’re not here
I need a big loan from the girl zone
I need big loan from a girl zone

Building, tumbling down
Didn’t know our love was so small
Couldn’t stand at all
Mr. St. John, Just bring your son

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Исполнитель: Lou Reed
Альбом: The Blue Mask
Год: 1982
Стиль: Alternative
Рейтинг: 1
Длительность: 5:06

Текст The Blue Mask:
They tied his arms behind his back
to teach him how to swim
They put blood in his coffee
and milk in his gin
They stood over the soldier
in the midst of the squalor
There was war in his body
and it caused his brain to holler

Make the sacrifice
mutilate my face
If you need someone to kill
I’m a man without a will
Wash the razor in the rain
let me luxuriate in pain
Please don’t set me free
death means a lot to me

The pain was lean and it made him scream
he knew he was alive
He put a pin through the nipples on his chest
he thought he was a saint
I’ve made love to my mother, killed my father and brother
what am I to do
When a sin goes too far, it’s like a runaway car
it cannot be controlled

Spit upon his face and scream
there’s no Oedipus today
This is no play you’re thinking you are in
what will you say
Take the blue mask down from my face
and look me in the eye
I get a thrill from punishment
I’ve always been that way

I loathe and despise repentance
you are permanently stained
Your weakness buys indifference
and indiscretion in the streets
Dirty’s what you are and clean is what you’re not
you deserve to be soundly beat

Make the sacrifice
take it all the way
There’s no “won’t” high enough
to stop this desperate day
Don’t take death away
cut the finger at the joint
Cut the stallion at his mount
and stuff it in his mouth